The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1032 The building is empty
Anson looked at Lucas' dark face, and a smile rose slightly at the corner of his mouth. "20th Century Fox should ask you to play Darth Vader. Even without the helmet, your face is still dark."

Lucas:…

Anson laughed heartily. "Relax, Luca. Things have already happened. There is no need for us to panic. It is better to calm down and deal with things one by one."

Lucas was unmoved, "I'm calm."

But Anson obviously didn't think so. Looking at Lucas's gloomy face, he surrendered, "Public opinion. We should continue to play the victim. My situation is not optimistic. Sony Columbia cannot act rashly."

"Indeed, from the perspective of the film company, they have every reason to prepare for both scenarios. If I really can't continue filming, they should also find a replacement. In this matter, they are also victims."

"But do you remember?"

"A perfect victim. By perfect, there can be no moral flaws. At least in the eyes of the public, Sony Columbia should have cared about my situation first, instead of looking for a successor when my situation was unclear."

Lucas's expression was as solid as ice, without any change. "That's not enough."

For Sony Columbia, this counterattack is far from enough.

Lucas thought of Brad Pitt.

It is precisely because Brad Pitt hopes to have more initiative and no longer be just a pawn in the hands of the film company, so he plans to set up his own film company.

But Lucas knew that this was not enough, far from enough.

The words that were previously used to "attack" Brad now also apply to Anson, or it should be said that even Brad cannot temporarily reverse the actors' disadvantages in front of the film companies, let alone Anson?

Of course, Brad's strategy was correct. He became a player himself, breaking away from the constraints of the film company and following the rules of the game on Wall Street, becoming a player with his own funds.

But this approach is the same as DreamWorks.

Although DreamWorks seems to be thriving on the surface, it is actually at the end of its road and facing a huge crisis. The huge success of "Cat and Mouse Game" is just a drop in the bucket.

As Lucas told Brad, if this company wants to completely break free from its constraints, it will need tens of billions of dollars or even more. It is definitely not something that can be supported by the pay of one or two actors.

Therefore, whether it is Brad or Anson, if they want to have a say, or even make big film companies like Sony Columbia suffer a setback, they... need to think long-term.

You can't become fat in one bite.

Anson noticed the depth behind Lucas's eyes. He had his own way of thinking, and Lucas had his own way of thinking. It was obvious that the two people had different points of view. But Anson could sense the sound of Lucas's head spinning at high speed. He was injured and a paparazzi, and now there was a stab in the back from Sony Columbia.

A four-faced song.

No wonder the saying goes, it’s lonely at the top.

Anson couldn't even reach the top, but he could already feel the swordplay on the way to the top of the Hollywood pyramid. I'm afraid Lucas will need some time as well.

"Calm down, Luca, calm down. There's no need to rush. Take it one step at a time and solve each problem one by one."

"How about I introduce a friend to you first?"

Anson tried to lighten the mood.

Lucas looked at Anson and felt something was strange. He was obviously the older brother, so why was Anson the one who came to comfort him instead?

However, Lucas did not refuse, because he knew that things could not be rushed. After truly establishing the direction and goal, he regained his rationality and looked into Anson's eyes again with his calmness restored.

"Friends?" Lucas didn't understand. "Why have you been emphasizing friends from the beginning? Who are you going to introduce to me?"

There was a pause, and a thought occurred to Lucas.

"Wait, are you planning to introduce me to a date? I will kill you." He spoke each word with gritted teeth.

Anson laughed heartily, "Don't worry, this is not my turn. It's just a friend. Do you remember the last time I watched a movie in San Francisco? I met a friend..."

Lucas, "...Anne Hathaway?"

Anson, "Yes, she is too. You already know her. I mean Jack. He sneaked away with his friends... and didn't have time to introduce you to each other. Today he came all the way back to New York to visit the patient..."

Lucas looked around, "You mean, he's here now?"

Anson nodded, "Yes, he was one step ahead of you in the bathroom. Jack? It's all right now, you can come out."

Lucas had different ideas, and lowered his voice, "Anson, is he reliable? What we just discussed."

All those secrets were actually heard by a third party?

Anson didn't care, "Don't worry, he will keep it a secret, he is trustworthy. Jack? Come out, I will introduce Luca to you."

There was no response from the bathroom.

Lucas simply turned and walked towards the bathroom, pushing open the door, "Jack? I'm Lucas Wood, Anson's brother..."

Lucas looked left and right as he peered inside, then turned to look at Anson with a puzzled look on his face. "No one."

Anson raised the tail end of his voice in confusion, "Are you sure? He hid inside when he heard you coming. Jack, come out. You don't need to hide in there all the time."

Lucas entered the bathroom again and searched every corner. He even pulled open the shower curtain to check. When he came out, he still shook his head, "Could he have sneaked out during the chaos?"

Anson was still full of questions. "Maybe."

He took a deep breath. "It's possible. He...he is no stranger to running away, because there is an alcoholic in his family." Anson raised his right fist to indicate, "He also needs to protect his mother, so the slightest disturbance may make him nervous."

Lucas nodded slightly, "How do you know him?"

Anson, "saw his father beating his mother in the street, and he was running away with injuries all over his body, trying to call for help. There was no way I could just sit there and watch."

Although the words are spoken lightly, one can still feel the pain and sadness contained within them.

Lucas thought for a moment, "You can't save everyone."

Anson chuckled, "I know. Even Spider-Man can't save everyone, not to mention, I'm not a superhero yet. That's why I like movies."

“When the lights in the theater go out, for two hours, we can enter another world and be redeemed for a short time; at the same time, movies can also become a ray of hope and the courage for some people to continue to persevere.”

“Movies are powerful, too.”

Lucas watched Anson quietly. After experiencing loss and perplexity, struggle and hesitation, Anson seemed to have finally found the focus of life. Although the Hollywood world of fame and fortune was like purgatory, for Anson, what he gained was far more than what he lost.

This is a good thing.

Lucas said, "Like in a dream?"

Anson's smile fully blossomed, "Yes, just like the dream."

Lucas, "I hope Jack is doing well, and that he can draw courage from you and bravely pursue his dreams. As for those scumbags who waved their fists at women and children, let us pray that he will not die so soon, but will suffer endless pain and torture and will not be able to die even if he wants to."

Anson, “That’s a great idea.”

(End of this chapter)