Reborn to Dominate Hollywood

It was quiet, but there was a sense of unease hidden around it. Ian was at a café near the company, but wasn't with anyone, and he was still waiting.

Every time someone came in, the small bell on the door would ring, and every time Ian's eyes would move to the door without hesitation.

The environment of the café was very much in line with Ian's thoughts, and the whispers around him calmed his soul and gave him more confidence because he didn't have room to think too much.

He was waiting for someone he knew. Someone who can solve most of the problems he is currently facing.

A few minutes passed, and the bell rang again. A fat man in a suit, with neatly combed hair, a cleanly shaved face, an expensive watch, and a pair of fashionable shoes.

According to his memory, John was the predecessor of the hair small. After graduating from college, he mixed up for a while and then decided to start an export business with his father.

The problem with their friendship is that Ian's predecessor never stopped fooling around even after John stopped fooling around, which made them go their separate ways.

Ian saw John from the farthest table and raised his hand to wave it to get his attention. As he thought, John's eyes looked up at him as he walked straight to the corner of the café.

"It's been a long time, hasn't it?" John asked, sitting down in front of him.

"Iced latte, as usual?" Ian asked rhetorically, trying to show generosity. He nodded, as if in response to his previous question

, "It's been a long time, indeed. I haven't heard from you for a year. I'm surprised to learn that you haven't died of an STD yet. Ian tries to show his witty side.

"It's not my fault. You're too busy

," Ian continued, "Our paths are different depending on our choices, Ian." John didn't seem happy with Ian's performance. "I've completely changed and I've done my dad a little bit every now and then. I'm feeling good right now, so I'm busy and don't have time. "

Hah—he's so busy that he doesn't even remember my good brother?"

As far as Ian knew, John wasn't that smart. Obviously, he grew up and learned something.

"Hmm... You're right. Ian smiled triumphantly. I need your team.

As soon as Ian finished speaking, John's face showed surprise and shock.

"I've stopped playing for a long time." He instantly calmed down and replied sharply.

Ian smacked his lips and said, "You can't completely abandon the team. I know you too well! He chuckled under his breath.

John was a man who loved cinematography and was always in the habit of skipping the management course of a filmmaking course. In his favor, his uncle was a well-known cinematographer who also had a studio.

Since childhood, John has spent a lot of time with his uncle, and because of him, John has been influenced by a lot of cinematic aspects. Even during Halloween, he always dressed up as a famous Hollywood horror character.

They hang out a lot and share a lot of ideas about filmmaking because Ian also has a lot of influence in Hollywood. That's why they became friends.

John knew how to operate a video camera, which was taught to him by his uncle himself. It's not just the camera, he learned a lot from his uncle and he is grateful for these things, which he can't put into words.

But unfortunately, his uncle died a few years ago. He later learned that his uncle had written off the entire studio in his name in his will before he died. His parents didn't like the film industry, in part because of friction between his uncle and father.

Therefore, they forced him to engage in the export trade business, which is a family business that will certainly succeed, and John has no say in this. It's not that he doesn't object, but that every attempt he makes ends in failure.

Ian knew all this from memory, but what surprised him was John's current behavior.

They were silent for a moment when the waiter brought what Ian had ordered.

"Ian, I'm not surprised you heard about it. I've heard a few things about you. John smirked.

"What have you heard of me?"

"You, a party animal who can't survive without clubbing and partying every night, are suddenly stuck at home." He scoffed. "Why?" He asked.

Ian was eager to give his predecessor a slap in the face. Despite being a playboy himself, he maintained his reputation in his "world", achieving little by little. But in this world, Ian's reputation has long been ruined by his playboy behavior. I have a lot of work to clean up the negative impact, he thought to himself.

"Ha-just-

" "Oh, and I heard that you went to the set too, what are your plans?" John asks his question bluntly.

"Oh well, I decided to carry on my father's dream. I'm directing a movie. The real problem is, I need a crew. That's why I reached out to you. "

Haha... So you want to drag me down with it, isn't it. He said. Rest assured my team is still there and tell me the details of the film. His interest began to manifest.

Ian recites a short summary of the film, while John keeps asking questions. He even explained what kind of actor he wanted and the film crew he needed.

"By the way, do you know how to direct? I mean, you only know how to work with your penis, and not—

" "I wrote the script myself, John. Of course I can direct. Uncle Mason will serve as a producer. Ian said almost annoyedly.

"Hmm... Uncle Mason accepts your idea, I get it"

John was surprised that Mason would accept Ian as director, but his friend did look very different than before. At least he looks more mature.

Ian nodded slightly and got to the point, "The question now is who is managing the team over there?" He asked.

At this, John frowned before speaking.

The fourth time, John ignores Ian's question. They started talking about their classmates and how things ended.

While their conversation was going well, Ian certainly knew why he was here. The plan didn't work out, and he had no plans to go back.

"You're ignoring my question, who's running the studio?" He asked.

"It's mostly handled by my assistant." He replied with a sigh.

"So you do have a say, right?"

"I know, but I have to take care of my dad and his business, so it's like I never interfere with the studio." He tried to calm himself down and uttered the words.

"Hmm... I understand. Ian was silent for a moment.

It was as if John's heart had suddenly collapsed, and Ian couldn't read his facial expressions.

"Damn, do you remember how impatient I used to be every time I went to my uncle's house?" He asked suddenly.

"Yes, I know. Good old days.

"When he died, he left the studio for me to take care of. I mean, I'm really going to let the studio die before it falls. He sighed. I still can't believe that my dad won't allow me to continue to manage. There

was a palpable sadness in his voice.

"You're very good at skipping management classes and focusing on your film classes. What's happening now? Can't you do it with the studio anymore? Ian smiled lowly, remembering the days gone by.

"Don't even remind me. I'm not lying, I really want to tell my dad to continue managing the studio.

"Huh—they didn't even think about it?"

"It's like... But there was still something in my heart, a bitter feeling of giving up the studio altogether. It

was at that moment that John began to lash out at everything that had happened to him. How his father forced him to join the company and kept pushing him to do more and more what he wanted him to do.

Waking up every day with no motivation to do business, and knowing that his passion for cinematography was long gone, it wasn't easy for John. Those long, hard days of depression... John finally spoke up.

Ian felt blank, but kept listening to him. Knowing that what John needed now was someone to listen to him. After cursing at everything for a while, John sighed loudly and shook his head.

"Times have changed a lot... Uh, thank you for listening to my grumbling so much," he said after a pause.

"No problem, I'm here to ask you to join the crew, and I thought of you when I first started thinking about forming a team."

"Hmm... I don't know exactly what you're looking for, but I'll ask an assistant to contact you and he'll arrange what you need. John said, looking at his watch.

"Thanks, man. It would be a very huge help. Ian

humbly thanked him and was satisfied that he had found his team and was able to start working as soon as possible. They talked for a while, and then John had to go somewhere first, so they made an appointment to meet later.