"What are you talking about?" Sean did not hide his surprise. He knew that there must be some bad news for Frederick to act like this. After all, Frederick would say some witty words in their previous interaction, but he had never joked like this. However, Sean still did not expect that the other party actually asked him to give up this role! "I know how you feel, Sean. But please listen to my explanation." Frederick raised a hand and tried his best to speak sincerely. Although Sean wanted to flare up, he endured and said, "Go ahead." "This is my fault," The agent sighed, "After I received your call, I was a little... too surprised. Therefore, I didn't spend time getting intel, which resulted in the current situation." After a pause, he continued, "To put it simply, the two scriptwriters of 'Everybody likes Raymond,' Eric Reese and Remy Stevenson. They currently have a deep conflict. Eric chose you, so you will definitely be suppressed by Stevenson. If it were any other time, it wouldn't be a problem. After all, you only have one episode. At most, you might be in another episode if the ratings are good. But it's different now. Stevenson was planning to kick Reese out, and he had already persuaded one of the producers, David Betterman. Moreover, he had been in the crew longer than Reese, so he had an advantage in this aspect. Do you know what this means? You are involved in things that should not be involved. If you are not careful, your future might be ruined!" "Just for this?" Sean narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms. "I should automatically give up this rare opportunity for this?" "Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Frederick sneered. "You have to stand on a side no matter what. But no matter which side you're on, you will be suppressed by the other side. Plus, you have no ability to protect yourself!" "Did someone pressure you? Was it Stevenson?" Sean's gaze turned cold. "Yes, he called me." Frederick raised his hands, annoyed that he had been exposed. "But I'm doing this for your own good, Sean! If you're a little famous..." "For my own good? I have heard this too many times. You don't have to repeat it." Sean was outraged and continued, "I know you used to represent Sendra Bullocks and Jorge Looney. Fred, but I don't think you understand why they fired you!" "Oh? Really? I didn't know that you already know Holliewood so well." Frederick was also angry and asked loudly with sarcasm, "Then tell me, genius. What are you going to do? What will you do when Reese or Stevenson vent their anger on you and bully you?" "That's better than not doing anything!" Sean did not want to be outdone, so he raised his voice. "You have to fight for every opportunity. That was what you said! I finally got a role, and you want me to give up. What should I do in the future? Sell my ass?" "I told you before. This is reality! This is fucking reality!" Frederick was furious. "There are no parents around you every day. You won't have friends here who are willing to do anything for you. This is not a place where you can do whatever you want, not a place where you can get rewarded just by working hard! Some people had good luck and could easily obtain what they wanted. While some people were destined to fail because of various things no matter how hard they tried!" The intense argument inevitably attracted many gazes. Fortunately, the two of them did not lose their minds. After realizing it, they both shut their mouths and calmed their emotions. After a long while, Fred spoke again, "Listen, Sean. Even if you are now a slightly famous actor, I will not advise you to do this. Even if you have only played some simple roles, you can sit in your seat and watch them fight. But you are not. In their eyes, you are just a small figure, an insignificant figure that can be abandoned at any time. No one cares about you, and no one is willing to help you, except me!" After adjusting his emotions, he spoke in a much more earnest tone, "I still think that you have potential, Sean, but because of this, what you need now is a method to safely take the first step! The battle between Li Si and Stevenson is bound to be very intense. Once you fall into it, it might be fine if the side standing on the side wins, but if the other side wins, then it is very likely that you will be unable to move an inch in the future! Therefore, I suggest that you withdraw and protect yourself. You can not come forward and let me talk. If I can seize the opportunity, I can even exchange it for a promise." Sean was silent. He never spoke. When the street lamps on the street began to light up one by one, he raised his head. "Sorry, Fred, I refuse." He straightened himself and looked at his agent with bright eyes. "I know that this world is very unfair, and some people are born to gain more, but this is definitely not the reason why I don't go all out. I am not an idealist. I only know one thing. When I make up my mind to do one thing, I will do my best! This opportunity was obtained with great difficulty. I don't know when there will be such an opportunity next time. I also don't want to sell my ass or flatter someone without principles. So I refuse to give up and refuse to exchange for that illusory promise!" "How many times do I have to say it? Sean, giving up now is for the future..." Frederick covered his forehead. "I don't live in the past or the future. I only live in the present! What I want to seize is only the present!" Sean interrupted him, "Even if I fail in the end, or even get chased out of Holliewood, as long as I use my full strength in the end. I can accept it! I have nothing in the first place, and there is nothing I can lose. Why can't I give up everything? I don't want to lie in a chair and regret it after I get old. If I could hold on a little longer in the beginning, if I could use the available methods back then, my life might be different now!" He stood up and propped his hands on the round table. He looked down at Frederick, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter as if there was a flame burning in them. "I understand your difficulties. I don't expect much help from you, Fred, but! Perhaps one day, I will grovel, kneel in front of some people, and pray to give me a chance, but that will not be today! Maybe one day, I will be poor, and no one will care about me. I am unable to leave a trace of my own in this world, but that will not be today!! Today, no matter what is in front of me, I will not care! Even if I end up bleeding, I will never give up!!" These words were said in a loud and clear manner. Sean let out a long breath before he turned around and walked out. Frederick stared at him blankly as if he was unable to think. Seeing Sean leave, he subconsciously stretched out his hand. It was not until Sean was about to go on the street that he reacted. "Damn brat, who does he think he is!" The agent suddenly lowered his head and scratched wildly. At the same time, he roared angrily in a low voice. "I said so much, but it was all in vain?" "Why didn't I see that this guy was such a stubborn person?" "Does he really think he is someone amazing?" He kept growling. He raised his hand repeatedly, clenching it into a fist. He wanted to smash it on the table, but every time he raised it in the air and put it down. An indescribable, uncomfortable, and bitter feeling spread rapidly in his chest, constantly devouring his inner world. It made him want to scream out loud, and his clenched fist began to tremble slightly. Preposterous... Preposterous! Frederick breathed heavily. He actually knew how unwillingness felt. He should have laughed at Sean's words. Such naivety and overconfidence would only cause him to fail. However, those words kept echoing with a strange resonance. All the things that had happened in the past suddenly flashed in his mind, making him unable to bear them. He also knew that as a rational agent who had nearly ten years of experience, even if one-third of the time was spent on collecting and working as an assistant, he should not be influenced by this feeling. But at this moment, he let this feeling dominate his body. Finally, Frederick looked at the back of the person who was about to leave. He gritted his teeth and stood up. "Sean!" He chased after him and called out to the young man who was about to get into the car. "Listen, I can help you." The agent grabbed his collar, pulled his face in front of him, stared into his eyes, and poked his chest with his finger. "But you have to do as I say. Everything must be done as I say, and you have to do it to the best! Understand?" After staring at each other for a long time, the young man finally nodded. "Understood." "Very well, I want you to do three things now," Frederick said quickly, "First of all, the script is still in your hands, right? I want you to try your best to analyze the characteristics of the character and practice all the acting methods you can think of several times. No matter which way, you must do your best to be perfect. At least ten times better than the performance in the bank that day! Secondly, you are now one of Reese's people, so I want you to stand on his side. Without holding anything back! No matter how Stevenson threatens you, you can not be shaken, and you must let Reese know! Once again, you are a newcomer, a complete newbie. So, you must lower yourself in front of Reese. His temper is not too good, and he is a little arrogant, so don't try to tell him what to do. All you have to do is to keep answering, 'Yes, sir!' In short, let him see that you stand on his side with all your heart and soul." "I got it," Sean replied solemnly, "I will do my best to achieve these three points." "That's it then. I'll deal with the rest," After saying this, Frederick turned around and left. He did not explain what he wanted to do. Since Sean chose to believe him, he should believe him to the end. "I'm really crazy." After getting into the car, the agent pulled his collar and said this to himself, but he did not show any regrets on his face. Instead, he was a little excited. After driving into the street, he began to make a call. "Hey, Anna, Anna Gordon! It's me, yes, yes, Fred. Now, listen to me, I know you have an invitation letter, which is the invitation letter from the party held by the SBS at the Bilton Hotel today... Very well, give it to me, I have something urgent to do... Damn it, don't bargain with me. Bitch, you still owe me a favor!"

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