The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1486 A Small Favor

The atmosphere is slightly subtle.

Jeff proposed cooperation twice, but was rejected by Anson both times.

No matter what the reason is, a refusal is a refusal. It was Anson who took the initiative to negotiate today, and it was also Anson who refused to cooperate. Things suddenly became interesting.

However, Anson was not embarrassed. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth and made a little joke, "So, if I ask Warner Brothers to release the hostages now, you should not have any interest, right?"

Jeff raised his eyes and broke free from his thoughts. "No. No, there shouldn't be a problem. Anson Wood came to visit me personally. No matter what the situation is, I have to give you face."

This time, Anson was truly surprised——

Without any price or conditions, Warner Bros. just gave it up like that?
Of course, objectively speaking, Warner Bros. and "Sin City" and "The Hangover" have not reached an agreement. The two sides have been in a relationship of free competition. Rather than saying that Warner Bros. has ceded its interests, it is better to say that Warner Bros. has politely given in. It is just another level of game.

Despite this, Anson did not hide his surprise, "So, this is the second time I owe someone a favor after the 'Butterfly Effect'."

Jeff laughed heartily. "The more successful you are, the higher the value of these two favors. Believe me, Warner Bros. knows this account better than you do."

Anson's shoulders collapsed, as if he could no longer bear the pressure.

Jeff smiled even more brightly and thought for a moment, "But, maybe you can do me a small favor now."

Anson, "I shouldn't be able to refuse, right?"

Jeff deliberately put away his smile and said, "No."

……

Yea.

Pushing open the door of the room in front of him, Anson's eyes were full of confusion.

In front of me is a storage room, or rather a warehouse, with eight neatly arranged shelves, no different from a supermarket warehouse.

Pamphlets are neatly stacked on the shelves, making it more like a library than a warehouse.

Anson suddenly understood what was going on and looked at Jeff in surprise.

Jeff nodded, confirming Anson's guess. "Yes, that's what you thought. This is our project storage room. It contains all projects that are seeking investment but have not yet obtained development permits. This is also our greatest wealth."

For producers, directors, and agents, this is the treasure room they dream of but never find.

Not only Warner Bros., but every top film studio has one, where countless treasures are hidden, waiting to be unearthed.

In Hollywood, Anson had heard of such treasure rooms more than once or twice, but until he was actually in one, he realized that his imagination was still not enough to depict the essence of the top companies in the pyramid.

Dazzled and overwhelmed.

At a cursory glance, it is impossible to judge the number.

Jeff made an inviting gesture, smiling, "Hey, man, how do you feel about this little favor?"

Anson did not hide his surprise and surprise, "Are you sure? This is like a mouse falling into a rice jar."

"Haha." Jeff burst out laughing. "That's the purpose. I hope you'll enjoy this place so much that we can keep you here forever. Oh, oops, I accidentally said what I really thought."

Anson rubbed his hands together, "Now it's time to test my ability to resist temptation."

Jeff admitted that he had selfish motives.

He admired Anson and sincerely hoped to work with Anson once; however, like the director, he did not want Anson to be manipulated like a Barbie doll. Instead, he wanted to judge Anson based on his own aesthetics and values ​​and create a work around Anson's artistic taste.

This should be very interesting. Of course, the premise of this selfishness is the company's interests.

Sony Columbia's internal conflicts are becoming an obstacle to the company's progress. When the entire Hollywood is deliberately trying to win over Anson, they are holding such a great opportunity as "Spider-Man", but they are actually seriously considering breaking up?
Jeff could understand the film company's original intention of trying to gain control and prevent actors from encroaching on the profits; but all indications showed that Anson did not ask for too much, nor was he greedy, while Sony Columbia had drawn a clear line in advance, which was simply an epic disaster.

So, Jeff thought Michael Lynton was not the right choice for Sony Columbia.

But Sony Columbia's loss is precisely Warner Bros.' opportunity.

Warner Bros. hoped to seize the opportunity and establish a partnership with Anson before other film companies did.

Jeff always believed that Anson was definitely not just a vase. If there was an opportunity, he would also be willing to sit down with Forest Pictures to discuss cooperation.

We need to look at things in the long term and not worry about immediate gains and losses.

That's why Jeff opened the Warner Bros. project storeroom to Anson, knowing it was a risky step; the project storeroom had never been completely open to any actor without reservation, ever.

But at the same time, Jeff believes this is also a test to see Anson's ability to find treasures.

The ability to appreciate and judge scripts, projects, roles, etc.

If Anson really eats himself to death like a mouse that falls into a rice jar, it will prove that Anson may not be worth long-term investment. Maybe it is okay to cooperate on one or two projects when Anson is at the peak of his popularity, but in the long run, that greed will gradually erode and even devour Anson.

In life, people always talk big and show their most perfect side; however, only when they truly stand in the face of interests and crises, will they expose their true nature, the most real and naked side.

Jeff admired Anson, but to be honest, they were still just friends, and Jeff needed to observe further before further cooperating.

Kill several birds with one stone.

Looking at Anson with an excited face and shining eyes, Jeff turned around and left contentedly, leaving time and space to Anson and returning to his work.

It's another busy day. I don't even have time to drink water.

A hamburger and a salad were placed on the table. It should have been lunch; but when Jeff remembered it, it was already past five in the afternoon.

Chewing on the hamburger bun that had long lost its temperature, Jeff was seriously considering whether he should just give up lunch since dinner was just around the corner.

Then, the assistant cautiously reminded, "Jeff, Anson is still in the project storage room."

Jeff was so shocked that he almost fell off his seat. "I completely forgot about this. Anson is still here? Now?" Jeff didn't bother to tidy up his clothes. He stood up again and hurriedly left the office. "Where's his lunch?"

"I went over to ask and ordered a simple meal for him," said the assistant.

Jeff, "Good job. So, he was there the whole time?"

Assistant, "Yes, he hasn't come out all day. I sent a kid to sit at the door, worried that he might need help."

Jeff nodded slightly.

Assistant, "He just asked for a cup of tea."

Jeff, "Tea?"

The assistant nodded.

Jeff laughed dumbly, "Book two tables for me. Anson must be hungry. Book two tables in the Upper West Side... No, Chinatown. Book two tables in Chinatown."

"Let's go to the same restaurant Kevin and I went to last time. I like their Kung Pao Chicken."

(End of this chapter)