Reborn to Dominate Hollywood

"You look beautiful," Ian told Scarlett, who was spinning her long red dress.

"Thanks," she replied, blushing, but she still held his hand firmly.

In front of them, there are so many photographers, and there are reporters asking all kinds of questions.

Ian nodded at some of the questions, politely ignoring others.

At the forefront, there is a man with a long beard, which always raises different questions.

“...... Are you all dating?" he asked once, and Ian politely ignored it.

Other questions, such as

, "How was your experience with Home Alone 2?"

"Why is it called Lost in New York

?" and "What was your motivation for making a movie?"

Ian nodded and approached a camera, a media unit that has partnered with Rainer Studios.

As soon as he saw the media company's logo, he approached and smiled at the camera.

"Ian Renner, what a beautiful night?!" asked a beautiful woman in a short silver dress, and Ian replied with a smile and a nod.

"Yes, indeed. The camera lights almost blinded me, but now that I think about it, is that a sign of success?"

We have the lovely Scarlett Johansson as your date tonight. So, does that mean the two of you are officially dating?"

Not really, but she's a great actress who deserves the best of everything. "

Ian, this movie... Got you a long way in the industry, do you think the first movie paved the way?"

the woman asked, Ian distracted Ian as he saw Jeff Sanson step out of his SUV, and next to him, his wife smiling from ear to ear.

"Oh... Well, yes," Ian cleared his throat. "Home Alone, the first movie has been in the back of my mind since I started writing scripts. So, I hope I'm doing well," he replied briefly, smiling and walking away, taking Scarlett by the hand.

He met Adam and some actors on his way to take pictures.

"You go, I'll be fine here," Scarlett said, letting go of his hand.

Ian walked up to the actor and smiled brightly, drawing another applause from the photographers.

"We've got Ian here!!"

"Ian, look this way!" Ian

had to smile his photogenic face at the camera, the flash barely seeing anything.

He could only see the camera, and then his eyes would be blank from the flashing of the flash.

"Sorry for stealing the show, Adam," he said, looking down, noticing that Adam was smiling from ear to ear.

"Good, not a fan of the media anyway," Adam said and snapped a photo with Ian before he stepped aside and put all his attention on Ian.

"Thank you, thank you. After

a few moments, even Ian knew enough was enough and walked away.

"Can we take a picture with you and Scarlett?!please!"

"Yes. Ian!

"Scarlett and Ian, we need some time!" shouted

the photographers, and Ian waved at them, and he approached Scarlett without saying a word, but she understood what he was going to say.

"Let's take a few pictures of them," she said, and then they walked up to the camera together again.

-

The film ends faster than Ian expected, and at the end of the film, considering that the last time, people love the director's cut version of Marriage Story, which is accompanied by a director's cut at the end.

Not only that, Home Alone is very iconic, and the Director's Cut adds the necessary spice to the Home Alone hype.

"Oh my God

!Is that Will?"Look in his eyes!"Why can't Ian even laugh at this!"

!!!Is that true?...... ! He looks scared!Man, how much does Ian pay for these actors?!"

"I'm not going to do it... That, even if I get paid. "

There's almost no video on the screen of the actors taking random shots, or Ian being very angry at the continuous footage.

In many scenes, Harry and Malf mess up their shots - which makes everyone laugh, but no one is not present.

The screen went black, and there were still people laughing.

"Can I get your attention?" Ian asked, as he saw that some people were still trying to cheer themselves up.

"Yes! After that movie—yes, yes, yes!"

shouted a lady in the crowd—presumably a celebrity.

Considering that there were also critics who attended the movie premiere, Ian's palms were sweating, and those people were... Very honest.

There is a process in which film critics give their true opinions about the film, and more than half of the viewers "decide" whether or not to watch the film based on those opinions.

Ian giggled, a hand running through his hair.

He looked extraordinarily luxurious, and even his shoes were brighter than a flashlight, making Ian's eyes narrow.

"Yes, thank you. I think I've proposed to someone there—" The crowd erupted in laughter. Ian took a deep breath and continued, "I want to thank the producers and everyone who helped make this film get out today, with special mention to Mason, Raelin, Nick and others among the cast.

Don't get me wrong, all the actors are fantastic, but it's really Adam who guides the flow of the show. So, for the special announcement of the night, it's no secret that Rayner Studios and Goofy have been working together for some time, and besides, Jeff Sanson has been very generous to our company," Ian lied through gritted teeth.

So, he arranged an evening party for more things to celebrate. And, the first thing he said was to invite everybody here, the more people the better? yes... I hope to see everyone, thank you," he said, walking off the stage, everyone applauding.

-

"What do you think of the film?" interrupted Ufazi's speech by a journalist, who is considered one of the most honest critics.

"It's a good movie, not a great one. "He started right away, Ufaz was a tall, swarthy, handsome man, but he had an undeniably neutral face, and if he said more than two words, a girl would start screaming.

"What the hell do you mean?"

"I have a lot to say about this movie. First of all, Mr. Ian, you did a great job with the plot and everything about the movie. But there's more. I would like to share everything in my newspaper article, so keep an eye on it. Thank you. Also, I'd love to see every word in the media come from me, and I hope you can tell it to the media without a word?" Ufaz immediately asked.

"Yes sir. Of course. "Hmm. We'll arrange it, thank you for leaving us a word. The reporter was slightly stunned by his words, but still maintained his posture and continued the interview.

"Tonight, we have Mr. Zach, the director of the famous award-winning thriller Engulfed by Darkness.

"Hello, a good evening, how are you?"

The lady smiled and replied, "I'm fine, thank you for your inquiry." What do you think of this movie? Is it worth the wait?"

Absolutely. Absolutely. I loved the movie, the theme of thieves and everything. This is definitely a fun movie and will be the first recommended movie on my list of Christmas movies, no kidding. "

Thanks, that's what we want to know. Sounds really good," said the lady, and the director left with the same smile he had when he came in.

-

[7.15pm at the Golden Hotel]

Outside the hotel, there were so many people with cameras and microphones again.

An afterparty should be held for several reasons. The first is how Goofy's last film released surpassed the public's critics and reviews.

It's a real blockbuster, and Jeff is a guy who likes to show off his success and overshare in front of the media.

Jeff's second reasoning is that they are celebrating Ian's victory over the baby's "trial". Who was he kidding? Not Ian at all.

Last but not least, while this decision was made at the last minute, Jeff wanted to invite everyone to the movie premiere of Home Alone 2: Lost in New York.

Ian accompanied Scarlett into the hotel, and when the two of them entered, almost all eyes looked at least once.

"I'm used to these stares now, though they make my neck hairs stand on end in alarm," Ian whispered to Scarlett, making her smile and purse her lips.

"Okay, okay, guess who's not doing this alone?" Scarlett asked, as they all walked into a wonderful night—a wonderful night that might or may not make a difference for Ian.

The party started and many people started to join in. Soon, Ian and Scarlett go their separate ways and start talking to one person or another.

Ian reached out to a circle of CEOs from different companies and studios, and they started talking about the business as soon as they joined.

"Isn't it nice to be in Hollywood and have a running studio that doesn't hesitate to catch the eye?"

"Well, frankly, things always go different ways, you know. It's like Ian just got here... He was a nobody two years ago, and I have to say, I was impressed,"

and at the same time, some people started talking about how Ian had come a long way since he was a newbie in the conversation circle, and some were interested in building any type of business relationship that this person could offer.

"I mean, it's nothing new. So, what's your plan, Ian, and I've heard that Studio Reyna is looking for media, is it true?" one of them asked. "Oh, you may not know me, I'm Mike Edison. CEO of Red Herb. "

Okay," Ian said, taking a sip of champagne and handing the man Mason's business card. "It's true. If you are interested, please contact Mr. Mason, CEO of Rena Studios. He's dealing with all of that, but the general idea is that Rena Studios is trying to expand into other areas of the business.

He shrugged as he spoke.

Although he could get drunk tonight, he didn't have much confidence in doing business alone, so he tried to give the initiative to Mason and try to be as kind as possible.

"Oh, that helps. You see, Red Herb has recently brought in new management and we are changing our vision. We're glad to have a studio like Rena Studios to support us. The man continued after putting away the card. "I'll definitely have my secretary give Mr. Strriver a call. Have a nice evening to Mr. Reina.

Ian nodded happily and continued to mingle with the people around him.

"Hi, I'm Renaud Wolfe," a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and an orange-gold tie walked up to Ian and shook his hand.

Ian was polite to him, holding his hand and shaking hands. The first thing Ian notices is how golden his ornaments are – and in strange quantities.

"Nice to meet you. You're the CEO of a gold brokerage company, am I right?" Ian asked rhetorically, and he nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Reina, I want to talk to you tonight about something, which might be good for you and me. "

Also, what would you like to talk about?" Ian asked curiously, seeing the man's serious appearance.

Unexpectedly, when they began to speak, the whole circle fell silent.

The guy Ian knew for a long time was a guy with a huge agency that produced stars who were perfect for Hollywood's many films.

The funny thing is that even the standards of the agency are so high that ordinary actors can't easily pass the requirements of the agency.

-

After letting go of Ian, Scarlett notices that she has met a lot of people in her short time in Hollywood.

The fact that they have a lot of them also means that her system needs alcohol to think about dealing with people who have so much to offer her the night.

Nothing surprising, but at these kinds of parties, the actors receive a lot of requests and performances.

When I walked around the corner of the bar, I saw a familiar figure, as if it were the end of the world, drinking wine.

"And, guess who wants to drown in the middle of the night?" Scarlett said as she walked over to the B-star actress who had managed to shake up Hollywood with her acting in the blockbuster "Lose All Lovers."

"It's not me, it's just my second part. The first one isn't just... You know," explained the lady with beautiful blue eyes.

"Mind if I sit here for a while?" asked Scarlett, leaning closer to her.

The actress nodded and shrugged. "For an introvert like me, parties are never a good place to sit. But Jeff really invited me personally, well, tell me who would want to accept that invitation?"

"Of course not me. Working with Goofy can change your life. Come to think of it, we entered the industry almost at the same time. "

Director Ian has changed your life too, Scarlett. Now look at you. The girl who cried on the side of the road and called me is no longer available. Isn't that a good thing? come on, thank you for what you have," the actress said, taking another sip of her wine.

"That man is really staring at you, and it gives me the creeps. I don't know what to do - "That's

another gentleman who wants me to star in his thriller. However, it depends on my agency. However, I'd better say hello before he spreads the word... Alexandra Daddario was rude!Oh my God!What a bitch!" She chuckled at her words and rolled her eyes.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you right here. I also need to have some drink. Scarlett said, looking at Ian, who kept talking to the man in the suit.

-

"Also, what are you willing to offer?" Ian immediately asked rhetorically, looking straight at the guy.

"As you know, I have one of the best agencies any director could possibly ask for. Basically, they are all in the top three, and the actors and actresses who signed with us all got the best movies and the best prices. And, Ian, I can give you a deal that promises you to come to Red Herb, and when you need an actor, the first thing is," the man said, and to his surprise, Ian's eyes lifted to accept.

He's been thinking about a talent agency lately, considering how much effort he needs to put in every time he needs to select new talent.

He knows that with a brokerage company, without having to put in extra effort, it is more likely to get what he wants in a short period of time.

"You know what, I really like the idea. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wolfe, but I suggest you get in touch with my CEO, Mason. When I'm drunk, I tend not to do business. As he spoke, he handed Mason's business card to the man.

"This is a sensible policy, Mr. Reyner. I understand why you're so successful. Hope to see you nearby," he said, and walked away with a smug smile, knowing he might have achieved what he wanted.

Ian raised his glass and took a sip, as everyone else did.

The lights in the main hall where everyone was began to dim, and in the middle of the party, some people were already drunk and expressing their opinions.

"Mr. Reina, I'm sure you know the M&M studio," another man in a blue suit appeared out of nowhere.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't. I'll see everybody around me," Ian said and walked away, while almost everyone else around the guy laughed.

Reminder: Never use the same tactic with someone before you, it won't work.

-

9:45 p.m.

The clock began to tick loud and clear, and the party grew louder and louder.

Ian couldn't keep up with his conversation with the brunette, considering she had been talking about how she had broken down during her first audition.

"No way... I can't survive! Oh my God! She said as she wiped her fake sweat.

"Haha, I've seen a lot of that scene, I know how you feel.

"I know, right? Oh my God, you really know what I've been through... I can't believe it, but I really do say that to everyone all the time!

" Ian said sarcastically to himself, swallowing the last bit of champagne. "I'll be right back.

He walked away and walked to the bar because he wanted to somehow get away from people who looked as if they wanted something out of him.

Five feet from the bar, he saw Scarlett, and he saw Scarlett—specifically, the Scarlett he saw was the one who stopped him.

His legs were a little too strong for himself, and he looked left and right while stroking his hand over the small stubble that had grown over the past few days.

"What the fuck is it?" he asked himself when he saw the lady in front of him. "This should be... Fucking jokes. I was told it was a joke.

"Wow!" As soon as he finished speaking, a man standing to his left grabbed Ian's arm hard.

"Thank you," he muttered, approaching the two ladies sitting at the bar, laughing at their jokes.

Ian still couldn't believe his eyes as he found himself looking at her without blinking.

"Would you like to say hello to her, Ian?" asked Scarlett, seeing Ian looking at her as if he had seen a ghost.

"I'd love to," Ian replied, approaching her. "Nice to meet you..."

Alexandra Daddario

," "Fuck, I know!" he muttered to himself, nodded politely, and held out his right hand.

"I'm Ian Renner, ladies, how were you doing at night?" he said, looking left and right, trying to take in everything.