Eric McClard looked at Green Ridge Street in front of him. Several private cars were parked on both sides of the street. There was nothing unusual, but Eric keenly noticed that at least three of them were paparazzi cars.

This is actually not uncommon. When paparazzi did not track news, they often wandered around brokerage companies or artists' mansions, hoping to find clues that others had not found. However, generally speaking, only large companies or key artists can get such "treatment". Unexpectedly, Chaos Pictures has received such treatment in just three years. However, thinking about the recent overwhelming publicity offensive of "Sin City", it seems that it is not that surprising.

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Eric remembered the last time he met Lance, on the crew of "Sin City" in Austin, Lance described to him the idea of ​​adjusting the structure of the sequel of "Pirates of the Caribbean", which he almost thought was an impossible fantasy. But now, everything has been realized, everything has been realized incredibly. Lance is such a magical character!

"Eric!" An impatient call came from the front. Eric looked up and saw Jerry Brookheimer's impatient figure. Now Jerry is the top producer in the circle, and there are only a few people who can help him suppress his temper and treat him with courtesy, so more often he will not deliberately hide his emotions, such as today.

Eric knew that he would not touch Jerry's bad head at this time, so he quickly ran and chased him, "Sorry, I'm thinking about whether to smoke a cigarette just now." He made an excuse casually, and he couldn't say that he was marveling at the rapid development of Chaos Film.

But Jerry didn't listen at all and took a step forward straight, Eric could only move forward in a quiet voice.

I took the elevator to the fourth floor and looked around. On the left was Xinshi Film, which is also a well-known company in the circle. On the right was their destination today, Chaos Film.

Jerry walked up to ask if Lance was in the company. Eric took the opportunity to look at the decorations around him. The simple and generous design allowed the entire office to gather together to work. In the open space on the right, a group of young people were discussing something with high emotions, bursting out laughing from time to time. The exposed water pipes could be seen on the high roof. The tough industrial style seemed to the whole office become empty, and the emotions became much lighter.

"Lance." A slender and cold-faced man led them to the office door on the left, knocked on the starry sky-like door panel, then pushed the door open and walked in, "Jerry Brookheimer and Eric McClard are visiting."

There was a chaotic sound in the office, and then Lance's voice came, "Let them come in." The man standing at the door pushed open the office door, moved out of the position, and made an invitation gesture.

Eric nodded to the other party and walked in immediately behind Jerry. Then he saw a slightly messy office. The piles of comic books were everywhere, with all the walls, sofas, and bookcases. At this time, Lance was standing behind the desk and was packing comic books. It was too spectacular, and there was no way to ignore it.

It seems that the negotiations between Chaos Pictures and Warner Bros. are very smooth.

"Sorry, obviously this is not the scene I'm looking forward to." Lance teased half-jokingly. He sorted out the comic book in his hand, put it aside, and pointed to the sofa in the corner of the wall, "What are you going to drink?"

Jerry originally thought Lance would change the conference room and receive him with higher specifications, but he didn't expect that after Lance expressed his apology, they directly let them sit down. His chest was a little dull, and Jerry walked to the side and sat down, but his sitting down was slightly heavy, and the sofa let out a dull wail. He used this suggestive method to express his dissatisfaction to Lance.

"Coffee, two pieces of sugar cubes, thank you." Eric stood up and called a Tai Chi, answered with a smile, and then looked at Jerry. Jerry did not break it up, and showed a light smile, "Coffee, one piece of sugar cube, add milk."

Lance looked at the door, "Percy, please trouble you." Then Percy took the office door and left. Lance walked to the sofa and sat down opposite the two of them. "So, what's the matter today? Let the two come to the company in person?"

Eric turned to look at Jerry. Although they were both producers, their weight was completely different. Today, it was obvious that Jerry was the one with the right to speak. Eric was not sure whether Jerry wanted to talk to him or talk to him in person.

Jerry crossed his legs and showed a sarcastic smile, "Today's meeting was made the day before yesterday. Do you know nothing?" Although there was a hint of sarcasm, the superiority of giving orders from a high position was almost impossible to hide, and it stabbed Lance sharply and directly.

Eric let out a sigh of relief. Anyway, he was just accompanying him today, so Jerry should be able to grasp the right position.

Lance was not angry at all, but instead chuckled twice, "If the meeting was completed by guessing each other, then things would be much simpler." The subtext is: You are here to have a meeting, and if you don't express your intention, why do you still have a meeting?

This sentence made Jerry grind his teeth gently, but Lance looked calm, as if the words had no meaning at all, just a joke. This made Jerry feel in a dilemma. Looking at Lance's smile, the urge to roll his eyes was finally suppressed.

"If you came for the script for the Pirates of the Caribbean sequel, Robert just told me last week that I had no time to modify it now." Lance ignored Jerry's eyes and continued on his own.

Jerry only felt like a ball of cotton was stuffed into his chest, and he couldn't breathe it out with anger. Lance knew what they were going to come today, but he still had a pretend face. It was obviously just to look at his own joke, which made Jerry feel very frustrated.

For Jerry, Lance is an insignificant little character, and the success of several movies is nothing. In Hollywood, where there are countless heavyweight characters, Lance is not at all. To win the dialogue qualification, Lance needs to accumulate at least two more works. Suppressing Lance is like an adult bullying a baby, and he does not have any sense of accomplishment after winning, so he never takes Lance seriously. When he competed with Lance for "King Arthur", it seemed to outsiders that this was a duel. There was a conflict between the two, but Jerry never had such an idea because the gap between the two sides was really too big.

But it was precisely this insignificant Lance, who repeatedly went against his ideas, and repeated warnings failed to work. And after the breakthrough of "killing with a knife" in the Oscar, Tom Cruise continued to establish connections for Lance in the circle. In a silent manner, the baby had become a sixteen-year-old young man, and his vitality was unnecessarily ignored.

Originally, he thought that everything was under his control, and Lance would definitely retreat. Even if Lance wanted to give it a try, he would not leave any living space for Lance after he and Robert worked together. But within just a few days, the development of things deviated from the track.

Michael suddenly changed his mind, gave up Ted and Terry's script, nodded and agreed to Lance's script, everyone knew that Lance was recommended by Robert, and now Michael was on the same front as Robert, which was strange.

Jerry speculated here about the deep meaning behind Michael's decision, Robert was also speculating. After he thought it through, he simply followed the situation and took a step closer to propose that Lance serve as the director of the two sequels of "Pirates of the Caribbean". Unexpectedly, not only Michael agreed, but even the board of directors agreed, and the development of things suddenly broke off the original track.

Robert naturally would not object. This was his own proposal, and sacrificing a Gore was not difficult for his plot. Jerry had no reason to object. Lance was currently in a good mood. Although there were differences in opinions within the board of directors, most people nodded and agreed. In the face of interests, no one was irreplaceable. Michael did not object. Gore went to Michael to find Michael, but kicked him out directly. No one could question his decision. It was not possible before, nor now.

So, Jerry chose to give up Gore, change his strategy, and protect his best interests as much as possible, so he chose to take over the task of notifying Lance, with the intention of telling Lance that he is the person with the crew's right to speak, as if it was his decision to choose Lance to become the director.

Reason told him that Lance should not be underestimated now, and he must be cautious, otherwise after entering the crew, the producer's authority is likely to accept the challenge, but emotional impulse is difficult to accept this fact. Seeing the guy who is not dry in front of him, he wants to kill him hard, as if he crushes an ant to death.

"The script is one aspect, but not all." Jerry pressed his irritability, leaned his back relaxedly on the sofa, and showed a mysterious smile on his face. The superiority of controlling the power of life and death of others made him look free and casual. He said with the elders to the younger generation, and the boss to the employees, "After discussing, we made two decisions: the first is that the script adopts your plan, but" Jerry had already seen the surprise and excitement that emerged in Lance's eyes, which made his emotions more relaxed. "But adjustments still need to be made, and we need to discuss the details more next."

Lance is just a fledgling newbie. He is the top pyramid in the industry. The one who ranked first in Hollywood's power list in 2003. "The second is that you will also be the director of two sequels of Pirates of the Caribbean. We all look forward to you to create better works."

"Huh, sorry" Lance's voice seemed a little hesitant, and Jerry's smile slowly stiffened to his mouth. To be continued.

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Chapter completed!