The crew of "Everybody Loves Raymond" was very calm this day, no different from before, actors, directors, assistants, etc., each performing their duties, as if the undercurrent below did not exist.

But from the way people enter and exit the studio's doorway, or sneakily or openly, and look at the person sitting there, it's not like they're unaware of what's going on.

Most of the extras snickered with schadenfreude in their hearts, don't you know Italian? Then stand there and put it on display. The fellows had forgotten how envious, jealous, and unwilling they had been when Reece had chosen the young man just a day before.

And a small number of staff members are somewhat sympathetic, extras have a rare opportunity, but they are hung up because of the mismatch between producers, is there anything more embarrassing than this?

However, most people choose to ignore it, because similar situations are all too common here.

"Damn bastards, they've been planning it a long time ago! But don't think that this will bring me to my knees. "Towards the end of the afternoon shoot, Eric? Reece finally appeared, with a rolling rage, obviously and very unwell.

"You come back tomorrow and wait here!" He said this to Sean, who had been waiting for almost a day.

"Haode, Mr. Reese." Sean nodded neither humbly nor arrogantly, without a single superfluous word.

His honest attitude of taking him as the leader made Reese a little guilty and embarrassed, so he immediately slowed down and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Sean, tomorrow will definitely be haode." ”

"Either way, I'm so grateful to you, Mr. Reese." Sean owes a debt.

For a moment, he really wanted to tell the other party that Stevenson was not just squeezing him out, but wanted to kick him out of the crew. But as long as he thinks of the agent's words, Sean will swallow these back into his stomach, he doesn't use enough evidence, and he can't predict how Reese will react, Frederick also said, don't talk much.

Sean hasn't called his agent again since their separation last night, though he's curious to see how he's progressing. Since he chose to believe in the other party, then don't hesitate and worry, Sean didn't dare to say how good his vision was, but he could see that Frederick at that moment really wanted to help him.

Don't let me down, Fred. As he left the studio, Sean said this in his heart.

"I'll ask the assistant to take note of this, Miller, don't worry, this little problem won't bother us." Philip? Rosenthal was talking on the phone as he walked outside the bar, his face glowing red and looking a little smug.

As he reached the door, a man suddenly interjected from the side, as if trying to leave first.

"Oh, sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry...... Phil? After touching him, the other party first said daoqian, and then showed a surprised look.

Rosenthal was stunned, the man in front of him looked a little familiar, and he carefully recalled it by putting away his mobile phone, and finally remembered who it was: "Fred?" ”

"Of course it's me, who else can there be." The other party haha smiled and shook hands with him.

"It's so rare that you're going to be here too?" Rosenthal asked half-jokingly, "I remember you saying that the brandy at Max's Bar is so bad that you won't come again." ”

"Yes, that's right, but recently I made a bet with someone that if I lost, I'd drink whiskey from all the bars in the neighborhood." Frederick shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless look.

Rosenthal Haha laughed, and the two laughed and walked out of the bar into the street, and then talked about the "Everybody Loves Raymond" he wrote and produced.

"Frankly speaking, if I had worked a little harder and managed that production company, would I have been able to get the agency of this TV series?" Frederick asked suddenly.

"Ha, you're still paying attention to it?" Rosenthal didn't answer directly, and looked surprised.

"Of course, this is one of the few works that can compete with NBC's signature TV series, and I only recommended a young man with great potential to the crew yesterday, and now I am waiting to sign a contract." Frederick pouted, "To be honest, if I hadn't been running around for the agency of Everybody Loves Raymond, it would have been the same ...... Well...... Eric? Reece took a fancy to him first, and I'm sure I'm going to get him to Friends. ”

"Oh? Are you so optimistic about him? "Rosenthal was really a bit of a surprise this time.

"Of course, do you know how I met him?" Frederick recounted what was going on in the bank, "It's exciting, wait and see, Phil, he's going to make the TV show go up a few percentage points." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Rosenthal, he looked at the time and walked to the car on the street: "Okay, I still have some things to deal with, let's stop here for the time being, it's a pleasure to see you." ”

"Me too." Rosenthal waved his hand and walked towards his car as well, stopping when he reached the front.

"A young man?" He muttered to himself and got into the car.

After watching Rosenthal's car depart from the rearview mirror, Frederick let out a sigh, slowed down, and rubbed his face with his hand.

Philip, the creator and copyright owner and producer of this TV series at this moment? Rosenthal, plus Ray, the star, writer, and producer of "Everybody Loves Raymond" at last night's reception? Romano, as well as a couple of CBS principals, should be enough, right?

No, no, no, it's not enough. Frederick shook his head, and although he let them know that he had recommended a young man to join the crew, he was a little vague because he couldn't show that he was involved in the fight between the two producers, and it was difficult to judge the outcome of Zuihou.

So, who else? Think about who else can co-opt and lobby besides them? Frederick, who was driving the car, kept rubbing his chin and slapped him on the steering wheel. Damn, there's too little time, and if you can prepare two days in advance, the situation won't be so passive.

As a well-informed agent, Frederick was well aware that Stevenson had been plotting to squeeze Reece out for some time. He even inquired that Stevenson initially wanted to slowly squeeze out Reese, so that he couldn't stand it and resigned voluntarily or was fired because of a serious conflict with others, and Reese had a bad temper is a well-known thing.

Originally, everything was going according to Stevenson's Jihua, Reese was slowly isolated, and many decisions were made and overturned. That day, he had already gotten out the actor who had agreed to play the main supporting role in Reese's screenplay, but he thought that Sean was temporarily selected by Reese, and he had to stand up and face Reese directly.

What a troublesome guy. Frederick couldn't help but grumble in his heart. However, it is not all without chances, and when the two sides face each other in the open, Reece will not necessarily lose to Stevenson if he can give it his all.

It's just that, again, there is too little time, Frederick is trying to find a way to increase Sean's weight, and Stevenson's side is also trying to find a way to hit him and Reese, not to mention......

"Damn! There must be a way! Frederick gritted his teeth and gripped the steering wheel.

The next day was another half a day, and there was still no news in the crew, but fortunately, Sean was calm, and if it was someone else, I am afraid he would have been restless.

Rao is like this, he is still a little anxious in his heart, almost two days, even if he fails, there should be news.

As if hearing his heart, when the crew was lunching, Sean, who had just finished queuing up to get the meal, was stopped: "Your name is Sean, right?" Let's talk. ”

It was a white man between 25 and 30 years old, and Sean couldn't help frowning slightly after seeing each other clearly, he knew this called Lyman? The guy from Vilsa, Stevenson's assistant, was also trying to get himself out early that day.

This person came to find out what he wanted to do at this moment, and he knew it with his knees, not to mention that he raised his chin slightly and put on a condescending posture with a downward gaze.

Although he hated this person in his heart, Sean did not refuse the other party, but found a table and sat down: "Say it." ”

Lyman? Versa narrowed his eyes, as if he was a little dissatisfied, but he still sat down: "I'll just say it directly, Sean, how much do you want to take the initiative to leave?" ”

Sean raised an eyebrow and didn't answer.

"How about $6,000, your character's salary is only $3,000, double the price should be enough, right?" Vilsa tapped on the table, and although he made a calm appearance, his tone always smacked of charity.

Sean remained silent.

"Well, I forgot, you're an actor," Vilsa said with a mocking smile on her lips as she said the word "actor," "and how about $3,000 plus a recommendation?" While you can't stay on the Everybody Loves Raymond crew, Mr. Stevenson has a lot of connections here, and it won't be a problem to refer you elsewhere. ”

To be honest, it's a great deal, and Sean can't help but be a little tempted - but only for a moment. As he has said to his agent before, this promise in this case is not credible.

As a simple example, he quit according to his words and was recommended to another crew, and the other party said it was not suitable during the audition, so what should I do? Well, even if Stevenson is a good person and recommends another crew, but the other party still says it's not suitable, what should I do? And you can't be sure if the other party did it on purpose.

Besides, if you really want to do this, the label of wall grass will be completely hit on yourself, which is definitely not a good thing for a newcomer who has nothing.

So, Sean shrugged his shoulders very calmly: "You don't mind if I tell Mr. Rees about this and let him decide, right?" ”

"Don't be too greedy, kid," the other man raised an eyebrow, a hint of contempt flashing across his face, "For an extra, and someone who has been in this business for less than three months, this condition is good enough. ”

"I know," Sean nodded, "it's a very generous offer, but I still think it's better for Mr. Reese to decide." ”

Versa stopped talking, staring at him without blinking, like looking at a fool.

After a few minutes, he sneered, "What did Reece give you to support him so hard?" For example, can you have lunch here? ”

Sean's hand under the table was gently pinched, he had been waiting in the studio for the past two days, but lunch was with the crew, and someone had already said something bad in private yesterday.

"I can resume working as an extra at any time if the director needs to." He still maintains an attitude of neither humility nor arrogance.

The smile disappeared from Versa's face, and he snorted heavily, putting aside those false politeness, and undisguised the snarkyness in his tone: "It's okay, every once in a while, I always meet people like you, I think I have a production with some connections and set foot on a smooth road, and then I forget who I am, I really think that without you, we can't do it?" “

He stood up as he spoke, condescendingly straightening his collar: "Since you have made your choice, let's bury Reese." ”