A Chorus of Silence

"It's a success!"

"Buddy, with a $38 million opening weekend for The Devil Wears Prada, who in all of Hollywood would dare look down on you now?!"

Agent Mbato looked at Todd Phillips, unable to contain his excitement.

At this moment, even the usually confident director Todd Phillips felt his blood rushing, finding it hard to remain calm.

Who was he, Todd Phillips?

The director of The Hangover series? The director of Joker 2019?

Neither!

As of now, he was nothing more than a newcomer director!

Since starting his career, he had spent a long time drifting through various film sets in Hollywood. He had worked on James Cameron's crew, served as an assistant to Spielberg, and acted as a lackey for many famous directors. He had been on no fewer than 50 to 60 sets, if not 100.

But what was the result?

No one appreciated him...

Because of this, he had to switch paths and become a variety show director!

As the saying goes: one moment of fame, and the whole world knows you!

At this very moment, how could Todd Phillips not be incredibly excited?!

Agent Mbato, unable to hide his exhilaration, spoke again: "I just received notice from Wald Pictures. The UPN Television Network, the WB Television Network, Wald Radio, Golden Dawn Publishing, and the rest of the Golden Dawn media conglomerate will be heavily promoting The Devil Wears Prada over the coming period. Your job is to cooperate with the publicity. I believe it won't be long before your reputation becomes even more illustrious."

Todd Phillips nodded heavily, his fists clenched.

As long as one is human, one has ambition.

Or rather, a drive to succeed!

A director who doesn't want to become a famous director is definitely not an excellent director!

Ding-ding-ding~

Just then,