The office door opened again, and Kayla and Eric walked out one after another, but did not see the Weinstein brothers.

As soon as Kayla looked up, she saw Lance standing up and gracefully buttoning the first button of the suit. Her tall figure brought a huge sense of oppression. She had almost ignored this important fact just now. Her broad shoulders, a strong waist, slender legs, and the perfect body proportions were wrapped under the close-fitting suit, and every move led to the ups and downs of her breathing.

Then, a polite smile appeared on the corner of Lance's mouth, which made Kaila almost want to escape in panic - because her steps were uncontrollably moving towards the man. "Damn man!" Kaila cursed in her heart, but her steps still did not stop, and she did not change direction. Kaila gritted her teeth tightly, raised her chin, and put on a arrogant attitude. She needed to take the initiative, and she could no longer continue to be weak like this.

"Long time no see, Eric." Lance bent slightly gentlemanly, like a medieval knight.

But this simple sentence made Kaira stand foolishly as if she was struck by lightning: Lance was not standing up for her! Then Eric's voice came from his ears, "It's been a while, Lance." Lance and Eric knew each other, they were friends! This recognition made the humiliation swallow Kaira in an instant. She just wanted to pull her legs and ran away, but her legs seemed to be nailed to the spot and could not move at all.

Lance once dealt with Eric for a while for the sake of "Three Kings of Escape from Prison". Although he failed to cooperate successfully in the end, he was still an old acquaintance.

"So, what are you busy lately?" Eric said politely.

So far, the excitement of "City of God" is more about the Internet. Javier's blog is very popular, and several media outlets, including the "New York Times", have also published many articles. But its real influence still exists on the Internet, and it is still unknown in real life.

In the past period of time, the issuance plan of "City of God" has repeatedly hit a wall, which is a solid evidence - the Hollywood industry still does not believe that the power of the Internet can have an impact on real life.

Lance smiled politely, "I just finished the production of a work and is currently looking for release."

Eric raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "So you are starting your own business now?" The incident of some internal splits in Diorama Film can only be regarded as a splash in Hollywood and did not trigger any heated discussions, but Eric still heard about it.

Lance nodded and expressed his affirmation, "It was not long since its establishment, and the first work was completed last month."

"Who is the director?" Eric asked subconsciously out of the producer's instinct.

"I took this step." Lance's answer was very concise, but he could feel the confidence and confidence behind the words. This made Eric look up and down Lance, as if today was the first time he met him. Lance didn't mind, stood calmly, waiting for Eric to raise his eyes again and looked into Lance's eyes. Then he spoke, "I hope this is not a change towards despair."

This self-deprecating joke made Eric chuckle, "I will cross my fingers for you." As he said, Eric raised his right hand and crossed his index and middle fingers.

Lance also raised his left hand, made the same posture, and nodded with a smile, "Although I really want to stay and introduce you to the works I made this time, I think the time for my appointment should be up." Eric noticed Lance's eyes, and when he looked back, he saw the secretary standing next to him and waiting respectfully, and then laughed, "So, I can only wait until the next time."

Lance nodded to Eric, then nodded to Kaila, took a small step back, made a way out, and then walked to the secretary and made a polite gesture of invitation. The secretary was in front of Lance was behind, and the two walked towards the office.

Eric looked at Lance's back and thoughtful. He could vaguely feel that Lance had changed, but he couldn't tell the reason. He seemed to be more confident, more calm, more calm, more calm, but he seemed to be stronger, more wiser, and more darker... and it seemed that nothing was wrong. The indescribable subtle change made Lance's temperament difficult to understand.

This is really an interesting thing. If Lance was just a producer with a good sense of vision in Hollywood, such producers were as numerous as Hollywood and their advantages were not obvious; then Lance is worth looking forward to now. Eric didn't know what was going on, but this idea suddenly emerged - just a brief conversation with Lance. Perhaps, this is the most worthy of careful consideration.

Kayla, who was standing aside, only followed Lance in her eyes until he disappeared into the office. She didn't want this, but she couldn't control it. This feeling was really bad, but it made people look forward to it. The contradiction made Kayla at a loss.

"Thank you." Lance smiled politely at the secretary, then turned his head and looked at Harvey Weinstein, who was sitting behind the desk.

The Weinstein brothers have created a new era, maximizing the commercial value of the Oscars, connecting all the four major international film festivals, Golden Globes, and major guild awards, forming an Oscar-centric awards season, giving art films commercial value. Every year, art films will use the Oscars as the finish line and launch a sprint.

During the noisy and lively awards season at the end of the year, the rules of the game have been completely changed, and the college's public relations have become an important bargaining weight. Proficient in shouting, good at socializing, and thoroughly understanding the rules have become the key to competing for the Oscar Little Golden Man.

Since the 21st century, the commercial value of the film industry has been booming, and the Weinstein brothers have made great contributions. Among them, Harvey is the real behind the scenes.

The two Weinstein brothers Harvey and Bob are often discussed together, but in fact, the division of labor between the two brothers is very clear. Bob is responsible for film production, and he is also a director and screenwriter; Harvey is a social expert, proficient in distribution, publicity and management.

So, Lance only saw Harvey today, not Bob.

Harvey had a slightly hunched back, and he sat quietly and focused on the desk, flipping through a document on the table. His concentrating posture was no longer as smart as a businessman, but added a hint of majesty. He didn't seem to notice Lance's arrival, and he paused for about two seconds. After the secretary carefully closed the door of the room, he woke up and raised his head and showed a big smile, "Sorry, my fault is completely mine, I hope you don't mind."

Harvey quickly stood up and stretched out his right hand. However, he did not leave his seat, but just stood there, waiting for Lance to step forward.

Lance knew that this was not a warning, but a control of initiative, which was also what Harvey was best at. Today, Lance was the one who wanted others, but Harvey was sitting firmly on Diaoyutai, so it was absolutely impossible for Harvey to easily hand over the initiative.

A warm smile piled up on his face. Lance walked forward slowly with steady steps. This little time difference made Harvey's right hand in mid-air look a little embarrassed, but Harvey couldn't put it down, which was too rude. Lance walked to the front of the desk and held Harvey's right hand. Both of them obviously used a little force, and then they quickly relaxed.

"It is my honor to be able to meet Mr. Weinstein." Before Lance could let go, he said politely. The compliment was not flattering, but with a hint of sincerity, as if it was truly from the heart. This surprised Harvey a little - in social occasions, whoever is serious will lose. But it was just the gap between emotional fluctuations in this millisecond. Then, before Harvey sat down, Lance turned around and left his desk, walked towards the long sofa beside him. "There are countless independent movies every year, but there are only a handful of those who can be favored by Mr. Weinstein. At least, I have won a chance to convince you, which is indeed my honor."

Lance stood in front of the long sofa, turned around and looked at Harvey, with the polite smile on his face. However, before he knew it, Lance turned the initiative back. If Harvey invited Lance to sit down in the chair in front of the desk, there would inevitably be a class difference between the two people - Harvey is the boss and Lance is the employee. Once Harvey invites him, Lance, who is already passive, has no reason to refuse. So, Lance calmly made a time difference, and before Harvey spoke, he left the desk and came to the edge of the long sofa.

Here, at least Lance and Harvey are at an equal level, which is crucial to Lance's subsequent persuasion.

Harvey only stayed in place for less than half a second and soon realized that his misunderstandings were not revealed at all. He quickly left the boss chair at the desk, came to the long sofa, made an invitation gesture, and then the two of them sat down at the same time, but the words of their mouths did not stop. "To be honest, when I heard about Chaos Pictures, I was quite confused; but when I saw the producer's name, I became interested in this work."

He is worthy of being an old fox. He turned Lance back to Diorama Film with just one sentence. At the same time, he was not interested in himself before. He waited for Bowei Film to make a move before nodding in agreement with the meeting and excused himself. He did not forget to dig a hole for Lance.

Lance unbuttoned the suit and sat down. Then he adjusted his sitting position slightly to find the most comfortable position. His limbs slowly relaxed, but the corners of his mouth chuckled, "Thank you for saving me face. At least you didn't mention the name of the director column, which really made me feel overwhelmed."
Chapter completed!