Superstar

"Hugo, Hugo, go left, left!" Joseph had to call to Hugo who was lost at the intersection. He clearly yelled to the left, but Hugo turned to the right, which made Joseph really feel. It is dumbfounding.

　　 Hugo was originally insensitive to direction, location, and so on. When Joseph yelled at him, he realized that he had made a mistake again, so he touched his nose in embarrassment. People who were working around saw Hugo's embarrassment and couldn't help but laughed, making Hugo even more embarrassed.

　　 Joseph followed, and said helplessly, "Left, this direction." Then he walked to lead the way, but the stiff expression on his face completely relaxed. Hugo pursed his lips and walked quickly behind Joseph.

After sitting back in the elevator, Joseph's brain regained his sense of reason. He raised his head and gave Hugo a vague look, then retracted his gaze, and said in a low voice, "Sorry." Joseph was working for his own ability. I apologize. He saw clearly the confrontation between Hugo and Lang just now. He also knew that Hugo was completely settled and chose to believe in himself, but Joseph could not bring corresponding work to Hugo. This is true. It made him a little frustrated.

Hugo shrugged indifferently, "No need. Aren't we all working hard?" Hugo is working hard to become a good actor again, while Joseph is working hard to be a good agent. Of course, this process will not be too easy, but the process of hard work is also so beautiful.

Joseph didn't say anything, but in his heart he began to figure out what job opportunities could be obtained for Hugo in addition to "instinct. Ability", but then Joseph thought of another thing and looked up at Hugo. Your attitude towards Lang just now...very tough." This is not the Hugo in his memory. The previous Hugo trusted Lang very much, mainly because of the long-term cooperation in the previous six years. But this is not the case today. Did Hugo finally see Lang's true face?

Since Hugo directly confronted Lang in the office, he was ready for Joseph to be suspicious. As expected, Joseph asked. He pretended to be calm and replied, "What else do you want me to do? Kneel down and cry for help. My invitation letter?" This retort made Joseph choke, but he didn't know how to respond. Hugo went on to say, "Since he is not optimistic about my future, why should I beg him to focus on me? Besides, he is not a super handsome guy, I don't like his one."

　　 Hugo's last self-deprecating and ridiculous sentence reminded Joseph of Gary's blatant blatantness just now. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but start twitching again, and the smile in his eyes flickered slightly.

　　 The elevator quickly stopped on the seventeenth floor, Joseph took the initiative to walk out, and Hugo followed and started to look at it. The atmosphere here is completely different from the twenty-third floor. The twenty-third floor is a formulaic office space. Offices isolate the space of each agent; the seventeenth floor is more like a normal office. Everyone has only one big or small working compartment. You can take the office chair back half a step to chat with the colleague next door.

　　Walking out of the elevator, Hugo can clearly feel the noise and laughter, and the whole floor is full of vitality. When Joseph walked out, people kept greeting Joseph, waving and nodding to Hugo. Compared with the official business on the twenty-third floor, this place seemed much more humane. Hugo even wondered if it was the same company here.

　　 Following Joseph, Hugo quickly came to a cubicle, watched Joseph sit on the office chair proficiently, then raised his head and asked the opposite, "Carl, where's Charlie?"

A long-lost familiar face looked up and said, "Go out." It was Karl Earl, the agent who had chased Charlize, "Hey, Hugo." Karl also saw Hugo. He greeted with joy.

Joseph asked Hugo to sit down in the empty seat of the agent named Charlie next door. He casually explained, "Carl changed positions earlier this year and sat opposite me." Then Joseph began to pile up countless documents on himself. I started searching on the desk and muttered, "Where is the address book that Lang gave me last time."

After Carl got up, he didn't sit down. Instead, he asked Hugo, "Hugo, are you still in touch with Charlize Theron? She never called me back, so..." Carl's expression A little embarrassing, he still has no artist, sitting in the office all day in a daze. Seeing the tall and magnificent Carl standing in front of him, it was like a wall, but the expression on his face was so sincere and unexpectedly harmonious.

　　In a brokerage company, the basic salary is pitifully low. Brokers have to rely on artists’ work to make a living. No artist means low income. Carl's current life can be said to be miserable, even the rent can't be paid.

"No, I haven't heard from her since I went to New York." Hugo could only say sorry. Seeing Carl's disappointed expression, Hugo added, "But I told her before that you are A very good agent, trustworthy."

　　 Hugo’s words gave Carl a glimmer of hope, and he couldn’t help but smile, "Thank you."

"Hey, Hugo!" A voice came from behind, interrupting the conversation between Hugo and Carl. Hugo turned around and saw a middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old. Hugo was full of strange faces. The question mark in his head, "Who is this?" Unfortunately, the memory of the predecessor in his head did not give Hugo any response.

　　 Fortunately, Joseph also noticed the sound, and when he looked back, he stopped the workstation in his hand and stood up, with a friendly smile on his face, greeted him, "Mr. Wit! Why are you free to come to the company?"

　　Witt? This surname combined with the strange and familiar face in front of him finally awakened Hugo’s memory. The person in front of him was Paul Junger Witt (Paul Junger. Witt), who was a film producer. And the reason why he met Hugo is because he is the main producer of the "Death Poetry Society". Simply put, Paul is one of the heroes of Hugo's fame.

　　 "Mr. Witt, it's been a long time since I saw you." Hugo also took Paul's right hand stretched out and greeted him politely. Although Hugo has not experienced the filming process of the "Death Poetry Club" and has no familiarity with Paul at all, this does not prevent Hugo from expressing admiration for Paul, because the "Death Poetry Club" was originally one of his favorite movies. one.

Paul chuckled, "You have been lost in Hollywood's colorful neon for the past few years. It's not that easy to meet." As an elder, he joked like this, and Hugo couldn't refute it. . "But I heard that your collaboration with Al Pacino was very good this time, and the crew was full of praise for you, and finally I heard good news again."

　　 "Huh, I hope it's not too late." Hugo replied with a smile, and Paul suddenly burst into laughter.

"I didn't expect to meet you here today. Now that I have met, I will ask you. I have a movie that will premiere next week. Are you interested in coming to the premiere ceremony?" Paul is also quick to say , Looking at Hugo with a smile, "I came to the company today to ask for an invitation letter. There were only two hundred invitation letters for the premiere. All the leading actors were split. As a result, two of my friends wanted I couldn't get the invitation letter to attend, so I made a special trip to have a look today."

　　 After finishing speaking, Paul raised several invitations in his hand, "Fortunately, I still have a little face and didn't disappoint my friends, otherwise I will be nagged for a while."

　　 Joseph's eyes lit up when he heard Paul's words. It was true that someone came to the door to bring a pillow just after he fell asleep. Although he was severely rejected by Lang, who would have thought that Paul, who had a good understanding of Hugo, would come to the company today? Perhaps this is the opportunity that truly belongs to Hugo.

　　 "Isn't your invitation for a friend?" Joseph asked cautiously, but the seriousness in his eyes still revealed his inner desire. He didn't want to miss this opportunity to be delivered to the door.

"No, the agent gave me one more to express his apologies. If Hugo has time, he can come over and cheer for our movie. I think the reporters will be very willing to see Hugo appear." Paul still told Hugo. I appreciate it very much. Although Tracy let Hugo into the crew of "Death Poetry Club" at the beginning ~www.novelmt.com~, Hugo conquered the entire crew with his own strength and won the love of film critics. "As long as you don't dislike the small scale of our film, this time the film is only an investment of 25 million yuan. You will face the ‘instinct. Ability’ of Columbia Pictures next week. I really don’t know the prospects."

　　 The US$25 million investment, although not comparable to the “instinct. Ability” of US$49 million, is also not to be underestimated. Such a suitable opportunity is really rare.

"It would be great to be able to attend the premiere." Hugo glanced at Joseph. He quickly confirmed Joseph's urgency at this time, so he agreed with the situation, "You know, I recently It's not that easy to get a job offer." Hugo curled his lips mockingly after speaking.

Since the Golden Raspberry Award, Hugo’s situation in Hollywood has been more or less known to people in the industry. This is why Paul took the initiative to step forward when he saw Hugo just now. If he can, he doesn’t mind pulling another Hugo. That’s right, especially after he listened to his friend Hugo’s performance in "Smelling Scents and Knowing Women".

"March 18th, Fox Theater (Fox Theater), don’t be late." Paul laughed at Hugo’s self-deprecating smile, took out an invitation letter in his hand, and handed it to Hugo. "I have something else, so let's go first. I'll wait until the day of the premiere."

It was not until Paul left completely that Hugo smiled brightly, slammed his right fist vigorously, and then raised the invitation letter in his left hand, "Joseph, I have a new job opportunity!" Joseph and Carl beside them couldn't help getting excited as they watched Hugo's sunny smile.