The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 518 Devil’s Contract
Harry had always believed that Anson was not normal.

It's not because he's an amateur, or because he's a rookie, but because Anson always plays cards out of common sense. No one can understand Anson's brain circuitry. If you don't pay attention, you may be sucked into Anson's whirlpool.

Therefore, even if you feel embarrassed in front of Anson, there is nothing to be ashamed of... right?

Taking a deep breath, and another deep breath, Harry managed to control himself.

"why?"

"Why do you need to trade with me?"

Harry tried to take the initiative and refused to follow Anson's rules of the game. He thought that Anson would not answer directly, but would come back with questions. However, he never expected that Anson would break the routine again.

"Because I'm going to use you to deal with other paparazzi."

Actually...really answered——

But, is this answer really okay?
Harry's head was full of black lines, "Are you treating me as a tool in an open and honest manner?"

"Yes." Anson smiled broadly.

Harry:…

Anson, "If you want to curse, you can."

The foul language was already on his lips, but Harry still swallowed it hard. Looking at Anson's eyes, he just didn't want to obey.

Anson, "Instead of talking about those high-sounding words, why not be more calm, you use me, I use you, we use each other, isn't it good? Sometimes, the interests are nakedly put on the table, things are simple, or say , are you more willing for me to stab you in the back?"

Harry glanced at Anson depressedly——

He has finished all the good and bad by himself, what else can he do? He was willing to stab him in the back secretly, but he didn't have the confidence to plot against Anson.

So, what to do?
Thoughts are spinning at high speed in the brain, and the memory has been fully activated.

Harry couldn't resist the temptation after all, "Why don't you tell me and let's make a deal."

Anson did not hesitate and went straight to the point, "I need to leave Los Angeles for a while. I hope you can create the illusion that I am still in Sound City. As long as other paparazzi and the media do not discover my whereabouts, you will complete the task. "

In short, smoke bombs.

Harry: ...Huh?

The question marks were almost overflowing, and Harry finally picked the most critical one, "So what's my gain?"

Anson started to crack his fingers.

"First, you know where I'm going."

"Second, you can play with the entire Hollywood media."

"Third, to ensure authenticity, my agent will give you some exclusive photos to make sure people's eyes stay on TMZ."

"Lastly, and most importantly, once this is all over and TMZ allows exclusive reporting, you can reveal the entire magic of the transformation."

"Wow."

"Honestly, I think it's a good deal."

Harry folded his hands over his chest in a defensive posture——

He knew it was a good deal, far beyond imagination, even so good that it was unreal.

But precisely because of this, Harry became more and more vigilant:
There are no traps falling from the sky.

"But why?"

In fact, the reason is not complicated.

Anson can disappear silently, but this time it should be difficult.

He could sneak around overnight and drive out of Los Angeles for Portland, but then the paparazzi would probably notice his disappearance within hours and cause another uproar—

Inside and outside, the paparazzi will definitely search for his presence with great fanfare.

Although this is not the era of social networks, there is no need to worry about smartphones that may appear anytime and anywhere; if the paparazzi make such a big noise, I am afraid it will become the focus of tabloids and trigger discussions. By then, even if Anson is hiding in the suburbs of Portland, he may not be safe.

It's one thing for Anson's whereabouts to be exposed; it's another thing for the filming of "Elephant" to be disrupted, and it's also the last thing Anson wants to see.

Therefore, the best way is not for him to disappear secretly, but to seize the opportunity of TMZ and let Harry and Edgar cooperate to create an illusion——

Concealing the truth.

Things suddenly became interesting.

According to Anson's memory, TMZ didn't appear until 2005 in its previous life. It rose to prominence because of its continuous breaking of bombshell rumors and their confirmation. In just a few years, it became an authority among the gossip media.

And now, because of Anson, this little butterfly, TMZ debuted three years earlier, and it was created by a face I know.

History is really an interesting thing.

In Anson's view, the difference between paparazzi and reporters is getting smaller and smaller in the Internet wave. They are all involved in the storm of entertainment to death and the ocean of fake news. The so-called profession and position have long been redefined. .

Therefore, Anson has no burden and no need to refuse cooperation with the paparazzi.

Simply put, each takes what he needs.

The paparazzi needs a steady stream of exclusivity, while Anson needs to get rid of distractions for a period of time and devote himself wholeheartedly to the shooting of his work.

However, this time, Anson was not prepared to answer Harry——

He was never a good boy.

"Because I want to."

With an upright sentence thrown out, Harry was caught off guard.

A smile appeared in Anson's eyes, and he unhurriedly launched his trump card.

"TMZ, this is a website you built, right?"

"You need traffic and exclusivity now. If I disappear quietly and leave..."

Harry shot back, "The paparazzi in L.A. are going to take action."

Anson nodded slightly, "Yes, that's true, but no matter whether they can find me or not, there is no chance of TMZ being exclusive anyway."

Harry: ...Grass.

A smile appeared in Anson's eyes, "So, if you cooperate with the performance, you will not only get a series of news updates, but also a major exclusive."

Although Anson was smiling, Harry felt like a prey, stepping into a trap step by step.

Harry tried to stay awake, "What about you? What do you get out of this deal?"

A clean filming location, an undisturbed filming schedule, and an "Elephant."

But Anson was not prepared to answer, "Everyone gets what he needs. You get what you need, and I get what I need. There is no need to ask in detail."

Harry was not fooled, "What if the exclusive you are hiding is far more than you imagined?"

"Ha." Anson laughed heartily, "Then you can only block it, right?"

Harry was about to speak, but Anson shook his head, "No more questions allowed."

"Tick tock, time is limited."

"Now it depends on whether you are willing to sign a contract with the devil."

As he said that, Anson was already retreating.

Harry's inner tug of war began. Angels and devils were pulling at each other's shoulders. Should he believe Anson? Or should he just agree on the surface, stab Anson in the back, and secretly explore the real exclusive?
A soldier never tires of deceit, right?
However, just as his thoughts started to emerge, Harry noticed Anson's eyes, which fell on him with a half-smile but not a smile. He could see through his thoughts at a glance. The feeling of nakedness made Harry shudder.

Thinking of this, Harry already had an idea——

"it is good."

As soon as the words were spoken, regret and excitement, excitement and anxiety surged at the same time. Is this what it feels like to make a deal with the devil?
(End of this chapter)