[Rebirth] King of Theater

Without waiting for Ferman to say something.

Mr. Andrews hung up the phone neatly.

——Andrews and I are good friends!

Is this attitude considered a good friend?

Al and Director Costa stared blankly at the phone, feeling embarrassed for Mr. Fairman from the bottom of their hearts.

however……

"My good friend doesn't seem to be in a good mood today." Fairman said with a smile.

He didn't seem to be affected by the phone call, and he still made repeated promises to Al and Director Costa with a smile on his face, saying that when Mr. Andrews was in a better mood, he would definitely say a few more good words for them and persuade the other party to accept the call. Get the script of The Man Who Laughs.

At this time, both Al and Director Costa felt a little uncomfortable.

But there is still a little problem, and I still don't quite understand it.

Next, Fehrman complimented the two of them a few more words before taking his leave and leaving.

Director Costa looked at the producer's back and muttered to himself: "God, I'm going to say something ungrateful. Although he looks like a good person and speaks for us, Al , I, I always feel that things are not quite right."

Al replied: "It's an honor to have the same opinion as you, but I'm also at a loss right now."

He thought for a while, and then added: "This Mr. Fellman's enthusiasm really makes people uncomfortable, and the reaction of Mr. Andrews just now also made me a little concerned..."

"Ah, yes. Even if it's a good friend, it's always embarrassing to just 'get out' when you come up."

"In short, this matter is really strange."

The two of them discussed and discussed like this, and they both felt that the matter was really weird.

Until Mrs. Serena Winchell, who was out having dinner with her friends, came back.

Obviously, women always pay more attention to gossip than men, and formerly popular actresses have more sources of information than their unreliable husbands.So, when she heard what happened, she hesitated and said something like this: "Ferman and Andrews don't seem to be good friends, do they? I've never heard that they have a good relationship, on the contrary , they... well, I vaguely remember, ah, did they have a holiday?"

"What?" Director Costa Winchell couldn't help asking reflexively.

Mrs. Winchell thought about it and said, "It's not uncommon. These days, if you live in the world, you will inevitably have one or two enemies. It may not be called a deep hatred, but there are differences in ideas and temperaments. It's inevitable that you don't like something, and that's the case with Felman and Andrews. They have completely different personalities. A few years ago, they seemed to have had a dispute over a certain drama. The outside world doesn't know much about the inside story, but when I chat with my friends, I know that they really don't get along."

Director Costa was even more perplexed, and couldn't help asking: "Since the two of them don't get along at all, why does Fairman pretend to be a good friend and help us talk?"

Oops!

Al reacted immediately.

Although he still didn't understand why Mr. Fairman would do this.

But if you think about it, it's pretty clear:

A and B have a feud.

One day, A and C will cooperate.

Then, B, who had a feud with A, ran over to A for no reason and said - Hey, I heard that you and C are going to cooperate, C is great, you must cooperate well.

Ok, here comes the problem.

What will A think of C after hearing what B said?

...It is true that there are big pits everywhere in life.

What a naive, boring and vicious operation this is!

"Ah, he did it on purpose to offend Andrews on purpose."

At this time, Director Costa realized it slowly.

But he didn't want to believe that a person could be so bad, so he blurted out: "Damn, who will tell me, I was wrong!"

Al had to tell him sadly: "I hope so too, but that seems to be the case, my friend."

"God, how could he do that? Why would he do it?"

"I don't know, but that's what he did."

"You said, was he the one who caused the misunderstanding that I misunderstood before? He clearly said that he would be our producer soon, but in fact, the other end has already made another drama, but this end intentionally Drag us..."

"Maybe it is."

"I said, how could I do such an unreliable thing like 'if the contract is not signed, the other party is assumed to be the producer'? He must have given a hint."

"Yes, that's what happened."

"Shameless, shameless!"

"Yes, that's right."

"Damn it, damn it!"

"Yes, that's right."

"It's disgusting! I want to pour oil on him, put it on a barbecue skewer, and bake it until both sides are golden, so that I can relieve my hatred!"

"Yes, it should be done!"

"Mr. Sylvie." Director Costa turned to Al with a serious face and said, "Look, let's do this now, shall we?"

"I think it's okay." Al replied with the same serious expression, and nodded emphatically.

So, Director Costa turned around and shouted: "Serena, take my sword!"

His tone at this moment was impassioned, almost like some general shouting "Follow me to charge".

However, Mrs. Winchell slapped him down.

She was patient and rationalized with a helpless face: "Come on! There is no proof, it's all speculation. What can you do if you go? You really beat people, and others should say that you are making trouble for no reason. Besides, go back to others How about calling the police?"

"Never mind him, let's talk after we hit him!"

Director Costa said angrily: "If I can't put this villain on my sword this time, it's like putting a skewer on a skewer, I won't be reconciled."

"But even if you do this, besides getting yourself caught by the police, is there any benefit? Is your drama not going to be done?"

Mrs. Winchell immediately shouted: "You are arrested by the police, you will ruin your reputation, you will not be able to make the show, and it will only make the other party more proud!"

"Ma'am is right."

Al finally came back to his senses a little bit, and stopped echoing the booing and adding fuel to the flames, instead he persuaded from the sidelines: "Be patient, be patient, my friend! We have to get the show done first, and we can't do it because of some Disgusting guy, neglecting business."

"Damn it, you're so patient."

Director Costa patted the table angrily: "But you're right, the more he messes us up, the more we have to do a good job of this show! Tell that villain to wait, sooner or later I'll pour oil on him, insert him On the barbecue skewers, bake until golden on both sides!!"