Chapter 649 Doomed to Failure
In Edgar, we can see the vision, ambition, courage, etc., etc. From the beginning, he spent a lot of time on Anson in a different way and made all-out efforts, which showed that Edgar Extra wisdom.
However, Edgar also has his own limitations -
After all, he is not a know-it-all.
It is precisely because of this that Edgar is keen on communicating with Anson. He believes that Anson’s vision can often point out the key points in one sentence, and even bring inspiration, opening the door to a new world. .
In front of me, it's the same.
"...This won't work."
In one sentence, Anson directly rejected Edgar's idea in an understatement.
If it had been anyone else, Edgar would have ridiculed him without hesitation. He has his own temper, pride and persistence, and it is definitely not something that just anyone can control.
But facing Anson, Ed took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and showed a smile, "Anson, I'm a little hurt now."
That pitiful expression made Anson unable to hold back his laughter; and not far behind him, Noah looked over with horror on his face——
Realizing that his actions might be discovered, Noah Ya quickly turned his head back and stared blankly ahead. His stiff neck and shoulders inadvertently revealed the turmoil in his heart.
Anson noticed it, but did not expose Noah, and continued to look at Edgar.
“Captain, what I mean is that the plan works, but the execution requires a change of strategy.”
“For one thing, men’s fashion styles are now in the initial stages of development, and can even be said to be primitive. , all major brands are not sure how to develop it, and almost no decent series have been produced, so Dior now has a clear advantage and stands out.”
“Fashion also requires exploration.”
“Even if not a year or two, it will take at least one quarter or two quarters before major fashion brands can figure out some ways.”
"If you choose these brands for sponsorship at this stage, you may need to take risks."
"Secondly, taking a step back, assuming that fashion brands have found their way out and actively and boldly develop designs, besides Dior, Treasures can be unearthed. ”
“But we need to pay attention to the fact that the more top brands pay attention to the market, the more they pay attention to the market, the more they need to stay close to the mainstream and avoid being independent. After all, the mainstream is the one that makes money. ”
"So, choosing these top brands for sponsorship often means being conservative, rigid, lacking in novelty, and lacking in features. It's not bad, but it may appear to be a clothes rack without a soul."
"No. Characteristics means no edges and corners.”
“If you choose brand sponsorship, in my opinion, your plan will most likely fail, and may even cause unexpected counter-effects, which have accumulated so far. The fashionable image and reputation that I had gained were completely ruined.”
Easy and clear.
Edgar let out a long, long breath. Although he was uncomfortable and frustrated, Edgar had realized that Anson was right.
However, Edgar did not interrupt Anson and always waited patiently for Anson to finish speaking. The smile on his lips slightly rose, showing a hint of bitterness.
"Huh. This is why I need to ask for your opinion."
Anson tilted his head, "Wait, it seems that our work positions have been changed, right?"
Edgar spread his hands with a calm face, "I'm used to being embarrassed in front of you. It's better than being embarrassed in front of others. If I were embarrassed in William Morris, I might not have any bones left. "
Anson thought about the scene, but it was still hard to imagine the intrigues in the brokerage industry. He had never been exposed to it, and after all, it lacked a sense of reality.
Edgar did not pause, "So, what's your opinion? If we don't choose brand sponsorship, should we all pay for it out of our own pockets?"
Anson's thoughts came back and he showed a meaningful smile, "Correct , but it's not correct. Captain, we may need a little extra help."
Edgar raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who? You said, I am responsible for finding this person and convincing him."
Be crisp and decisive.
Edgar is still Edgar. He did not question Anson's judgment. He chose his side in a flash and trusted Anson as always. ……
Ding dong.
The sound of the doorbell came from afar, like a loud bell stirring in the air, leaving a lingering aftertaste.
"Hey, man, you're a little earlier than expected..."
Anson pressed the intercom and joked in a relaxed tone.
"Come in now, do you want me to greet you at the gate?"
But I never expected that the voice coming from the intercom was from a completely unexpected person, "Anson, it's me. ”
Pause.
The other party seemed to hesitate, but finally added, "It's Brad."
Obviously, this is not Brad Pitt, but Brad Renfro.
A name that disappeared for a long time without any news or movement, a name that gradually left Anson's life, came back without warning.
Anson was slightly in a trance.
Brad? Why did he appear and choose this time to appear? Is there any reason behind it? The last time we met, the parting wasn't that pleasant, so did he want to see him?
Or, does he need to see him?
In just a short moment, there were thousands of thoughts in my mind.
Then, Noah appeared, "Mr. Wood, I'll just come. You don't need to worry about such things."
Anson gathered all his scattered thoughts and smiled again, "Sorry, I'm still not used to it. , someone other than Luca appeared in the family.”
As an assistant, Noah has stayed in the guest room of Anson Villa, located next to the swimming pool, and is responsible for all the trivial matters of Anson’s daily life, including but not limited to. Drivers, cleaners, concierges, handymen, the list goes on.
However, Anson is not used to it yet.
To be precise, Anson has not gotten used to this villa yet, everything takes time.
Noah showed a shy smile, "It's okay, you will get used to it. Mr. Wood, do you need me to go to the door to greet the guests?"
Anson then realized that Brad was still standing at the door.
"Anson, I just want to talk, but if you think it's inappropriate, you have my phone number." Brad's voice came from the intercom again, slightly low.
Indeed, if Anson doesn't want to, there is no need for him to see Brad. Anyway, he has no debt or guilt; but if he thinks about it seriously, it seems that it is not necessary. After all, Hollywood is a circle the size of a palm. , if not today, you may encounter it elsewhere.
Exhaling slightly, Anson turned to look at Noah, "Leave this guest to me."
Brad Renfro stood at the door of the carved door, hesitating whether he should turn around and leave. He looked back at the taxi parked on the side of the road. This move to come to Malibu had already consumed half of his courage. If he continued to stay, he didn't know if he could bear it.
At this moment——
Beep.
With a muffled sound, the carved door opened slowly, and the green road spread out in front of it. Brad looked over involuntarily.
Taking a deep breath, Brad waved to the taxi, then turned around and walked forward along the tree-lined path. His heart was beating wildly. After two turns, , he saw Anson standing at the door, welcoming his arrival with a smile.
(End of this chapter)