The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 162 Return to New York
Refreshing, slightly cool, the air that hits your face is mixed with a faint smell of decay, which is not strong but still makes people frown. Unlike the hot and dry weather in Los Angeles, autumn has already arrived on the street corners of New York.

For a while, it felt familiar and friendly.

In the blink of an eye, Anson has been in this time and space for five months. He has always been cautious. It was not until Lucas's last visit that Anson relaxed and believed that he was ready to face the Woods.

At this time, Anson became more certain.

He was 100% sure that he had never been to New York in his previous life, but he could feel the familiarity deep in his soul before his eyes, and those unfamiliar things naturally integrated into his body and brain, making him no stranger at all.

boom. Boom boom boom.

Even the turbulent and crowded airport traffic did not ruin the good mood. As soon as the plane landed, I could already feel the difference between Los Angeles and New York. Although they are both big cities, their styles are completely different.

Anson thought he would be repelled, but in fact he was not.

On the contrary, I was a little happy.

Not because of the constant flow of traffic, but because of the intimate familiarity.

Edgar's voice came to my ears, "Sorry, give me a moment."

Edgar, a little panicked——

At this point, Edgar’s inexperience as a junior agent can be seen.

Everything happened suddenly, from the decision making at the meeting to the business trip to New York, everything was temporary and completely unplanned, which meant that Edgar had to make improvised arrangements.

Auditions are all paid for by oneself, and the production company will not pay for transportation. This is why actors basically choose Los Angeles and New York to live. It is convenient for them to go to auditions at any time without traveling and delaying time. On the one hand, transportation and accommodation expenses are It's the other side.

So, Edgar needs to book a hotel and prepare clothes for Anson.

Note that in 2000, there was no Internet and things were not that convenient. Everything needed to be booked by phone, and there was no way to check availability in advance.

One thing happened after another, and Edgar seemed to be in a hurry.

In other words, what Edgar lacks is not experience, but an assistant. Those senior agents will not pay attention to these trivial matters and leave everything to the assistant.

But Edgar had no assistant.

In fact, Edgar himself was responsible for the assistant work, he just needed a little time.

Oh, and there's a yellow pages phone book.

Edgar was a little embarrassed.

On the plane, I made my vows and had everything in mind, but as soon as I landed, I was in trouble. I didn't even make a reservation for the hotel where I would stay.

Neither of them had any checked luggage and could have left the airport directly as soon as they got off the plane, but now they had to stop because they had no destination.

So now, hotels, clothing, contacting Ian Bryce's office, one thing after another, he is like a sweaty dachshund under the sun, spinning in circles, completely exposing his shortcomings.

This is not the picture Edgar imagined——

Damn.

But Edgar still controlled himself and took a deep breath to regain his composure, "Anson, all the expenses for this audition will be covered by me, so don't worry."

Anson raised his eyebrows slightly, "Will William Morris be reimbursed?"

Edgar smiled, "Of course not."

All from his own pocket.

Still, Edgar believed it was worth it and he didn't hesitate.

Anson showed the same expression but didn't say much, "I believe you still have a lot of things to do. After all, everything happened so suddenly that you didn't have time to make arrangements properly."

"How about this, let's get in the car first. It will take a while to get to the city from JFK. If you are unfortunately stuck on the streets of Manhattan during the rush hour, you will have more time than you think to deal with the follow-up plans."

It took six hours to arrive in New York from Los Angeles, spanning three time zones across the entire North American continent. The sun on the east coast had already hung in the western sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone coldly and distantly on the city skyline.

Any slower, and they may have to experience the pain of office workers. Edgar blinked, "Of course it's no problem, but where is the destination?"

As a junior agent and assistant, Edgar has booked countless flights, hotels, taxis, etc. to New York, but this is his first business trip to New York, and he is still a little confused.

Anson said, "Didn't you pay attention to the details when you were investigating the information? It seems that you are still not serious enough. I was born and raised in New York."

After saying that, Anson had already taken steps.

Edgar was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead in annoyance and helplessness——

Very good, it was supposed to be the moment for him to show off his ability as a manager, but it turned out to be a bad start, and he lost control just after landing.

"It seems that we need to work harder next."

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he took a deep breath, and clenched his fist to encourage himself. Edgar followed quickly and got into a yellow taxi with Anson smoothly. Then he heard Anson say something to the driver.

"West Seventy-second Street, Columbia Avenue."

As soon as you hear it, you know it's an indigenous person.

The driver understood immediately, looked in the rearview mirror, and smiled at Anson, "Okay, sir."

Stepping on the accelerator, the yellow cab merges into the traffic of New York City.

In fact, LaGuardia Airport is much more convenient to get to downtown Manhattan; John F. Kennedy International Airport is far away from the city.

But the incident happened suddenly, so they just chose the nearest flight and arrived in New York first. Other things could be arranged later.

Things happened just as Anson expected——

Rush hour after get off work.

They had a slight head start and the road was already detectably crowded, but they managed to escape before it was occupied by commuters.

Along the way, Edgar has been busy.

Telephone. Short message. Telephone. Short message.

Although current mobile phones cannot be operated online like computers, they can still create a lot of working time while on the move.

Especially now that the computer must be turned off on the plane, the six-hour gap left a lot of work, and Edgar was spinning at high speed like a top.

The journey was shorter than expected, and we arrived successfully in less than forty minutes.

"...You email me the information. I have arrived at the destination now. I will confirm it soon. Yes, we need to hurry up."

After hastily ending the call, Edgar took out cash to pay the fare, took the phone out from between his cheek and shoulder, and got off the bus with his backpack. He was so busy the whole time that he couldn't even notice the passage of time. It seemed like he had just gotten on the bus. It only took two phone calls to arrive.

"In Los Angeles, it takes about twenty-five minutes to go home from the airport. I thought New York was much more crowded, so it wouldn't be that fast..."

Halfway through his words, Edgar was stunned——

and many more!

Look at the four-story single-family house in front of you, and then look at the tree-lined park behind you. The boundless green stretches all the way to the end of your field of vision.

Open, remote and clean.

In New York, apparently this is...Central Park?
And Anson?
Edgar's eyes widened and he couldn't think straight, "Here?"

Anson smiled and said, "Welcome to my home."

After saying that, without pausing, Anson walked towards the building across the street from Central Park, without a backpack or luggage, as if he had taken a flight and returned to his residence in New York from Los Angeles.

　Third update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)