“Mr. Churchill, it's sometimes better not to be too pedantic in life. Otherwise, we'll never be able to
continue with our project.”
At the rest area of Dynasty Studios, Weston and Ronson were leaning back on the couch in silence.
The producer, Geralt Grant, was seated by the side together with all the different department
managers, making for a solemn atmosphere.
“When I wrote this script, I already had the corresponding scene in mind. Therefore, we agreed to film
the movie at Violet Pavilion beforehand. Now that my entire crew has arrived, you're actually telling me
that I can't film here? Mr. Grant, I don't think this is a case of me being pedantic. Instead, it's about you
not doing your job properly.”
Geralt was upset by Ronson's words.
“Mr. Churchill, what are you trying to say? I gave you more than ten venues to choose from, but you
insisted on Violet Pavilion. I told you back then that it was a difficult place to secure, and we might not
be able to get it. I even prepared two sets of backup plans, and this situation is exactly when we should
be implementing them. But now, you refuse to accept the backup plans and rather have all of us sitting
cluelessly here instead. So how is this now my fault?”
“You're obviously to blame because securing the filming location is your responsibility. It's your job to
take care of the problem!”
Ronson was an inherently inflexible person, whereas Geralt was incompetent and had only gotten the
job by pulling strings.
Even though this was common knowledge, no one would express their dissatisfaction toward Geralt
due to his powerful backup. At the very least, they would not openly humiliate him by bringing it up like
Ronson did.
“F*ck, how dare you talk to me that way? Who do you think you are? Do you know that in other film
crews, the screenwriter has to work for other departments? Just because I show you a little respect,
you actually think you can behave with impunity?”
The quick-tempered Geralt threw the documents he was holding on the ground to express his intention
to quit.
Faced with the escalating situation, Weston stood up and broke his silence. “Enough. We're all on the
same team. I'm sure everyone here just wants this movie to be successfully completed, isn't that right?
This movie was supposed to be the first in a series of more than twenty. Now, we're already fighting
amongst ourselves before the first one is even done. Wouldn't we be the laughing stocks of the industry
if word of this gets out?”
Weston walked up to Geralt and explained, “Mr. Grant, Ronson has always been straightforward and
insensitive with his words. For that, I apologize on his behalf. Now, why don't you try and help us with
securing the film site? After all, this is our first production and all Ronson wants to do is to make the
perfect movie.”
“How can we make the perfect movie with someone like him? Does the perfect movie even exist? Who
the hell does he think he is?”
Ronson banged his fist on the table and was about to lash out when Weston stopped him. The latter
shot him a quick look, implying that he should calm down.
As the producer, Geralt wielded significant authority that extended beyond just filming locations.
He was also in charge of the movie extras, music composition, film editing, and more.
In fact, Geralt wasn't appointed as the producer for his capabilities. He had gotten the role due to his
connections instead.
“What's with that defiant look on your face? Do you want to hit me too?”
Geralt moved his face closer in a provocative manner and challenged, “Since you hate my guts, I dare
you to hit me! If you lay a finger on me, I'll fire all of you tomorrow!”
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