What, you changed your mind? Ryan chuckled to himself.
He understood Elizabeth Olsen's thinking, of course. Until recently, he'd been practically unknown. Now things were completely different.
[I've noticed the operations position is still vacant, and since I'm no longer involved in planning events, I think you still need me!]
That was what Elizabeth Olsen had written in her email.
Ryan didn't reply. He decided to leave her hanging for a few days.
"Did Scooter give you a budget? I think you should take advantage of the momentum and shoot a music video," Trey suddenly suggested from beside him.
Shooting music videos was her specialty. The budget for one was usually paid upfront by the record company.
"But 'Harlem Shake' doesn't need a music video. Tremor, on the other hand..." Ryan mused. The music video for the song had come along with it, so the script was practically ready-made. And Tremor really did need a video to promote it again, especially in Europe.
The question was, where could he find the sexy beauty who appeared in it?
Ryan's first thought was NEXT Model Management, the agency he'd once signed with. It had no shortage of tall, beautiful girls.
He immediately called his former agent.
"Ryan? What made you think to call me? Weren't you going to Nashville to keep that female director company? What, did she dump you?" the woman on the other end asked right away.
It was no wonder. When the original Ryan had said goodbye to his former agent, he hadn't explained things clearly. The female director she meant was obviously Trey.
Compared with someone like Trey, who was more "respectable," Faye was the sort who was more open-minded in private. From her perspective, a single middle-aged woman taking young Ryan in had to mean she had