Hollywood What If

Chapter 48

The party was nice. Kazir chatted with Tom Cruise. He realized that the actor was not bad at all. At least he was different from what he thought. 

Since Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman Cruise were the hosts of the party, they had to talk to every attendant. So their conversation ended quickly. 

At least their first meeting was positive. 

'Tom Cruise is shooting Mission: Impossible this year.'

He was not sure if the movie had already started shooting. But he had heard that the project had already been approved by Paramount. 

CEO Brad Grey of Paramount might be salty right now because Kazir decided to work with Warner Bros. 

Well, Warner Bros' offer was very sincere, so Kazir naturally chose them. 

"Hey, who's that guy?"

Since Nicole Kidman is Australian, she invited her compatriots to the party.

He was also the star, director and producer of Braveheart. That's right, he made and starred in his own movie. 

That's a tough job. 

"Him? I think he is Kazir Grey."

Russell Crowe was not sure. 

The man just stood in the corner and looked around. He made no impression, as if he was just an air. Kazir Grey was like a man watching a movie, he was not there at all. 

"So that's Kazir Grey..."

Mel Gibson raised his eyebrow as he heard an interesting piece of information.

"Mel, you are clearly drunk. Don't do anything you'll regret."

Russell Crowe reminded him. They are both Australians and their circle in Hollywood is not that strong. 

At least not enough to stand up to the power of the Jewish circle.

"Don't worry Russell, I'm sober."

He laughed and approached the man. 

His movie had been beaten by Napoleon Dynamite on the annual box office list. 

He wanted to know what kind of person the director was. 

As an actor who wants to become a director, Mel Gibson wanted to hear Kazir's opinion. 

"Hello, Kazir Grey."

"Good evening, Mr. Gibson."

"No, just call me Mel."

Mel Gibson has a slight Australian accent when he speaks. Perhaps the alcohol has awakened his mother's tongue. 

"Kazir, congratulations on the success of Napoleon Dynamite."

"Thank you. It's an honor to be recognized by someone like you." 

As an unknown director, Kazir was happy that the famous Mel Gibson knew him. 

In fact, Mel Gibson was surprised by his reaction. He thought Kazir was going to be arrogant. 

Suddenly he felt sorry for himself. He talked to the man for a few minutes before leaving. 

"How was it?"

Russell asked curiously. As an actor, having a good relationship with directors was the best thing. 

"Modest..."

"Hm?"

"He's too humble."

How can he lash out at a person who keeps saying he is a fan? 

Kazir began to list all the movies Mel Gibson had starred in. It was impossible to be angry in front of a man like Kazir. 

"I see. Then he's not so bad."

"..."

Mel Gibson didn't answer. He was still bitter that his movie was much worse than a comedy. 

His only chance was the Oscar. 

That was one of the reasons why he came to this party. To make connections and ask people to vote for his movie. 

Kazir also said that Mel Gibson would win the Best Director Oscar. While Braveheart would win Best Picture!

This sentence completely changed his opinion about the guy. 

Ashamed of himself, Mel Gibson excused himself and left with a blushing face. 

How could he hate someone like that? Probably never. 

While Kazir enjoyed his champagne, the others looked at him. 

"Nicole, you mean this guy is the director of Napoleon Dynamite?"

Naomi Watts asked Nicole Kidman Cruise. 

"That's right. I'm actually surprised that Tom know him. Apparently, Kazir is a crew member on Rain Man." Nicole nodded. 

Naomi Watts and Nicole Kidman are known to be friends. They are also both Australians. 

"..."

Naomi kept looking at the man. To be honest, she found him attractive. 

Kazir had a fit body, tall and buff. He is also handsome. 

From the looks of him, he is the type who takes care of his body. Definitely a plus for Naomi. 

In the end, Naomi bit her lip and approached him. Unlike Australia, where she is famous, Hollywood is a battlefield. It's hard for her to get big roles. 

"Hi, I'm Naomi Watts."

"I'm Kazir Grey. It's nice to meet you, Ms. Watts."

"You can call me Naomi. I heard you're a director." Naomi tucked her hair behind her ear. 

She is a beautiful woman. One of so many men's fantasies. 

And right now she is talking to Kazir Grey. 

"That's right. I'm the director of Napoleon Dynamite."

There was no reason to keep it a secret. This is a circle, and everyone knows everyone. 

"I see. Would you mind telling me about yourself?"

"Well, I come from a broken family. Raised by my father."

Kazir didn't know where to start, so he decided to talk about his family. He realized later that his introduction was quite troubling. 

"That's sad to hear."

Naomi showed her acting by expressing that she was sad. 

As for the other women, they clicked their tongues when they realized that Naomi Watts was talking to Kazir. 

Most of these women are actresses. 

Every one of them understands that the fastest way to stardom is to have a relationship with a successful director/producer. 

Of everyone at the party, Kazir Grey is the most calm and collected. He is handsome and talented. Considering that two of his films have grossed over $100 million at the North American box office. 

They were glaring daggers at Naomi Watts, but the woman didn't care. 

This is Hollywood. The competition for women is much more deadly than for men. They will smile at each other, but each of them knows how badly they want to rip each other's faces off.  /Puji_maki

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