Chapter 328 Romantic City
Looking out the window at the desolate city covered with a layer of melancholy after the autumn rain, Edgar had already cheered up and sorted out his thoughts.
Modeling is an opportunity, especially for Anson at this stage. They need to spread Anson's name widely.
Actually, Edgar does not need to come to Paris -
In Hollywood, the agent's responsibility is very clear: career planning.
Agents are responsible for planning the career of artists, and contacting producers, directors, and production companies to obtain audition opportunities for actors, giving them correct advice, and pushing actors to the positions they expect.
However, the manager is not responsible for the artist's personal life, on-site work and other chores; of course, if there is a conflict or accident on the set, the manager still needs to show up to deal with it, but he is only responsible for handling the incident, other than that External regulations are not the responsibility of the broker.
The division of labor is very clear.
In other words, Edgar does not need to follow Anson on a business trip to Paris. These trivial matters should be taken care of by the assistant or the manager.
However, Anson now has no assistant or manager.
More importantly, this work in Paris may be related to Anson's next image building. Edgar needs to deal with the media, brands and other potential sponsors, and try to explore the European market.
So Edgar also crossed the Atlantic and came to Paris to work in person.
After sorting out his thoughts for a while, he sorted out today's work schedule and priorities. He lowered his head and looked at the time before turning around and entering the room across the hall.
“Anson?”
“Anson!”
Snap.
A pillow flew over, and Edgar was startled. Only then did he realize that he had never seen Anson get up in anger before. The danger alarm had just sounded, but his evasive action was still half a beat too slow. Throw pillows are coming.
Once, hit Edgar hard on the cheek.
A muffled sound.
Edgar:…
He stood there with a look of despair on his face, silently taking a deep breath.
"Anson, you need to get up. We need to leave soon. If the time difference hasn't been adjusted yet..."
Bang.
The second pillow hit Edgar's cheek again. He even forgot to dodge and closed his eyes to endure it. Only then did his brain react.
"You're right, you're awake, right? You're just staying in bed, right?"
puff.
There was a burst of muffled laughter under the covers, and then it could no longer be held back and turned into laughter, but it was only for a short time and he immediately controlled himself.
The next second, Anson sat up straight, looking like he had just woken up, stretched out a lot, and then "discovered" Edgar with a surprised expression on his face, "Hey, Good morning, Captain."
Edgar: Can he curse?
But thinking about it, Edgar still held back. He felt that talking nonsense with Anson might not be a wise choice. "I'll give you fifteen minutes to wash up and tidy up. That should be enough, right? We're at nine-thirty." Let's go separately." After saying that, Edgar turned and left.
Crack.
As soon as he closed the door, Edgar just bit his mouth and let out a muffled roar, then punched the air with all his strength, and danced wildly. Then he vented all his depression, regained his composure, straightened his clothes and styled his hair. , as if nothing had happened, he stepped forward.
In fact, Anson moved very quickly, staying in bed and staying in bed. He was very neat after getting up. In less than ten minutes, he had everything sorted and appeared in the hall, so that Edgar was stunned and was killed again. Caught off guard.
“Let’s go.”
Anson left first, but Edgar was left behind:
Something seems wrong, right? Why does Anson act as if Edgar is the one in bed?
"Hey, hey!" Edgar protested repeatedly and chased after him quickly, and the hotel corridor echoed with cheerful laughter.
The accommodation in Paris this time was provided by "Vogue" magazine. It is located in the famous Four Seasons Hotel on Avenue George V in the golden triangle of Paris.
The hotel is located in the heart of Paris. You can enter the Champs Elysées at a corner of the antique street. You can see the Arc de Triomphe at a glance. The tall and neat plane trees make the city center look like a garden, as if it can Feel the traces of history deposited in the architectural texture, and let the footsteps of time flow slowly back along the staggered brick walls.
However, the interior of this hotel completed in 1928 follows modern design. The clean lines and elegant black and white color scheme make it fashionable and youthful. It is neither ostentatious nor presumptuous. It displays its own colors in a low-key manner, but quietly incorporates gold. In the charm of triangle.
Even on George V Street, where people come and go, the Four Seasons Hotel is still a fashionable landmark, quietly attracting people's attention.
Going through the black marble passage and bypassing the stone wall screen in front of the executive lounge, your vision suddenly opens up and you enter the hotel lobby shrouded in goose-yellow light. The scene that remains quiet despite the busyness comes into view. eye.
Thanks to its geographical location, Four Seasons Hotel is the first choice for people traveling to Paris all year round; and the annual Paris Fashion Week is about to kick off, you can even see the people coming and going in the hotel tourists.
It was very busy.
Jean-Louis-Kalfon is entertaining a pair of oil tycoons and his new girlfriend who are attending Paris Fashion Week. Apparently this is their first time in Paris, and everything starts with a check——
They insist that there is nothing that a check can't do. If it doesn't work, it's because the number on the check isn't big enough. Just add a few zeros.
Of course, Jean-Louis did not deny that even he felt dizzy when he saw the number on the check.
But this is Paris, this is the Four Seasons Hotel George V. There are indeed some things that cannot be done with a check, because every customer who lives here cannot be underestimated. No one knows that for this customer Is it possible that offending another customer will bring about a more terrifying chain reaction?
As the lobby manager, Jean-Louis has dealt with this situation countless times.
The Eiffel Tower suite that the oil tycoon wanted was already occupied, and it was also someone who could not be offended. Jean-Louis spent a lot of time and effortlessly shifting the focus, and successfully made his little girlfriend fall in love with the Four Seasons Suite. ——
Actually, the Four Seasons Suite is a lower level than the Eiffel Tower Suite, but you can still see the Eiffel Tower and experience the street views and architecture of Paris.
"...This is the most special experience in Paris. Brad Pitt specially chose the Four Seasons Suite when he came to Paris Fashion Week last year." Jean-Louis said.
The words really worked. The little girlfriend’s eyes lit up immediately. She completely forgot about the Eiffel Tower Suite and focused on the Four Seasons Suite. The tycoon’s mood also brightened.
Jean-Louis checked them in personally. He was originally going to lead them to the suite in person, but he changed his mind because he caught a figure.
Summoning the doorman to escort the two passers-by to the suite, he straightened his clothes, smiled, and hurried up to greet them.
(End of this chapter)