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“Shut up！”
After the earth-shattering roar broke out, the entire office fell into silence, and even Fan was frightened. Such Paul was really too unfamiliar..
Paul's chest rose and fell rapidly, but his emotions gradually settled down with this explosion, and his voice gradually returned to calmness, revealing a lingering tiredness, "Let me tell you! Those things you cherish so much Things are worthless in the eyes of some people! Some people just want to take pictures seriously, but you are here plotting and using your vicious thoughts to speculate on other people's thoughts. Shameless! !mean！”
The anger burned again following the guidance of the words, but this time it did not get out of control, and then calmed down again..
“Did you know? I don't care. Renly never cared. No one cares. Except you! "Paul shook his head, and shook his head again, helpless and disbelieving, "They told me before that you were trying to reduce my role, and then increase your weight, trying to turn the series into a 'Vin Diesel series.' , I don’t believe it. Now, it’s slapped on my face. It seems that you are right, I am indeed naive..”
Those rumors are all true.
Fan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but looking at Paul's bright and clear eyes, all the words were swirling on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't come out. Lies can't hide in the face of sincerity..
Even though he had given up hope, Paul was still slightly stunned. Perhaps, deep down in his heart, he still hoped that Fan could refute him. But, he was disappointed again.
“So, should I fight for myself in order to avoid being kicked out of the show too? Paul said cheerfully, looking back at Neal and Michael, "Should I also say that if Renly is fired, then I will also quit?" This way, 'The Fast and the Furious' truly becomes your series？”
Neil tried to say something, but Paul had no intention of listening. He turned around and looked at Fan who was avoiding his eyes. He just tilted his head and stared at the sunshine outside the window expressionlessly, making it difficult to distinguish his emotions. Paul tried to say something more, but found that no matter what he said, it was all in vain. So, his tense shoulders drooped slightly, and he looked at Fan with a disappointed face, "I thought we were friends..”
After saying that, without any pause, Paul turned around and left..
“Paul, we are friends." Fan finally came to his senses. He still hoped to convince Paul that he had no intention of targeting him. The two of them could still co-star in the sequel, and they could still increase their pay together. But he didn't have time. Because Paul didn’t look back and strode away, leaving only the simplest words..
“No, we are not." Like a wisp of smoke, it disappeared without a trace before the breeze blew, but the remaining breath blended into the air and spread quietly..
Striding out of the office, Paul didn't know what to do now. He came to the underground parking lot, got into his car, looked at the familiar steering wheel, and couldn't help but recall "The Fast and the Furious" again in his mind. "During the filming, no one expected that this work would reach this point. But, did anyone expect that they would eventually reach this point?？
Taking out his cell phone and making a call, Paul informed his agent Lukas-Hunter of his decision.）.
“No, there is no room for negotiation! Lucas! I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm informing you of my decision! If Renly quits, I quit, it's that simple! I know what I'm doing! No need to argue anymore, this is the final decision! You tell Neil and Michael immediately, I don't care about other things, it's that simple！”
Paul vented his thoughts in one breath and hung up the phone after he finished speaking. He knew that this was very rude, and he hesitated whether he should send a text message to say "Sorry", but now he was so upset that he simply couldn't He couldn't calm down, the raging anger kept surging in his chest, he could even hear the gurgling sound, running rampant.
The phone rang again, and Paul picked it up directly. Lucas's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Paul, what happened? You have to tell me, so I know what to do. You can't just do it casually." Just tell me one thing and I'll mess around. Paul……”
Lucas' anxious voice revealed fright. He was obviously frightened by such a violent Paul. He tried to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start..
“It’s nothing, it’s just that I was too naive and too stupid.” Paul’s mouth was full of bitterness. He was not even angry for Fan, but because of himself..
But why exactly? Because you don’t know people well? Because friendship was betrayed? Because you feel good about yourself? Because of intrigue? Or because deep down in his heart, he also clearly knows that this is Vanity Fair and this is reality.？
So, whose fault is this, Renly? Fan? Or himself? When did things start going wrong? Part 5? Part 4? In the second, more distant part, the two people chose to part ways.？
Maybe, they are indeed not friends, not from the beginning to the end.
“Fan hopes to create a "Fast and Furious" movie exclusively for Dominic, so he cannot tolerate Renly's existence. The next movie will further reduce the roles of others, including me. You warned me, I don't believe it, Now, I have no way to refute." Paul said randomly as if he was venting. His words had no beginning and no end. He just threw out the words in fragments, hung up the phone again, and then threw the phone to the deputy. In the driver's seat, he leaned heavily on the back of the seat and let out a long breath. The dull feeling made him almost out of breath..
After calming down, my thoughts began to surge, related and irrelevant. First I recalled everything that happened in the office just now, then I thought of my acting career after leaving the "Fast and Furious" series, and then I thought of what happened next week. His daughter, who was about to come to Los Angeles, couldn't help but think of the last conversation he had with Renly on the set of "Transcendence" in New York, and then thought of the differences between him and Fan before the preparations for "Fast and Furious 2"……
The messy thoughts were just strands of thoughts, and it was impossible to think about one thought at all. As he thought about it, there were just more and more thoughts, and the whole brain began to swell. Paul couldn't help but raise his head to hold the back of the chair, and raised his hands to rub it. He rubbed his temples, trying to relieve the dull pain, but the phone that rang again did not help..
Paul didn't want to answer the phone, but the phone was ringing tirelessly, which was really annoying. Finally, Paul grabbed the phone and said depressedly, "Lucas! I don't want to discuss it anymore! Not today, not today! You Can't you just leave me alone for a while? I need some space.！”
“Sorry. You mean, you're not interested in the party? "The voice on the other end of the line wasn't Lucas', but Renly's..
Paul was stunned, took the phone off his ear, took a look at it, and then noticed that the caller ID said, Renly Hall, he didn't notice it at all just now, and he couldn't help but choke in his irritability, Then it turned into a helpless smile, "Sorry, I thought it was Lucas.”
“Yes, I heard it just now." Renly chuckled lightly, "Are you busy now? I'm getting ready to go to a party in Beverly Hills. I've never received such an invitation before, and I'm not sure. I originally wanted to ask you to go with me, but if you're not available, I can call Ryan. Telephone.”
Of course this is a lie.
Just now, Lucas called Andy, explained the ins and outs of the matter, and then asked Renly for help. Paul, who was in such a chaotic state, was not only unfamiliar, but also at a loss. Lucas had never encountered such a situation before. I really don’t know what to do, I just thought that maybe Renly can help.
So, Renly made the call. He had to come up with an excuse in just two or three minutes. Not only did Renly not panic, but he was calm and composed, as if he had never answered Lucas' call. Really. Just inviting Paul to the party.
However, if Matthew were here, he would definitely roll his eyes - they had attended all kinds of parties in London, Arthur was the king of parties, and Renly could handle any occasion with ease and ease, how could he possibly need Help. This is definitely talking nonsense.！
The problem is that even if it's nonsense, Renly's calmness is still very convincing. Roy and Nathan, who were standing nearby, were stunned. If Andy hadn't continued to talk to Lucas next to him, they would have almost I thought that Lucas’ phone call just now never happened..
“Yes...no...I mean, I'm fine." Paul rubbed his temples, spoke incoherently, and let out a long breath, "Party? Afternoon party? "It's only two o'clock in the afternoon and the sun is shining brightly..
“Yes, the pool party in the afternoon." Renly nodded and confirmed, "I heard before that only really big names can receive invitations to such pool parties. So, does this mean that I am also a person now?？”
Paul chuckled, "Are you sure you care about this?？”
“I'm not sure. Can you wait until I get back from the party? I'll make a judgment based on how exciting the party is." Renly's words made Paul laugh again, "I'm in Santa Monica now, can you come pick me up? I'm not going to drive." He needed Paul to leave the Universal Studios building..
“……Renly." Paul's heart was still a little heavy. He needed to tell Renly what had just happened, but he didn't know where to start or how to speak. "Not long ago, something happened.……”
“Don't you have any way to come?？”
“No, it's not.”
“That would be perfect. Just come over here and we'll talk about it after we meet, okay?？”
“……good.”
“See you soon.”
The phone was hung up. Paul was a little depressed, but he had no time to think. He just put the phone aside, turned the key, started the engine, and left the underground parking lot..
Looking at Renly who hung up the phone, Roy looked a little unsure, "Renly, is it really okay? This is not an ordinary party, this is your audition..”
“I know." Renly smiled and nodded, his voice light and gentle..
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