Hollywood Domination Chapter 186: Comfort

"Wow, that sounds very spectacular." Lilian laughed, "I really wish I was there, Cesare lost his temper? Maybe we can only see this once in this life."

"So this is indeed quite rare." Jenny put down a glass of fruit and vegetable juice in front of Lilian, "I thought—I don't know, he actually loses his temper with you a lot at home, and this Not in love, so, you know, temper buildup, outbursts—boom, hapless Jenny became the one to step on the land mine."

"Chesa has his moments of depression at work, but he usually handles them well," Lilian said thoughtfully, "but when he was with me, he was rarely in sexual and sexual frustration, so It's hard to say if it's going to change his temper, you know, it's a great way to decompress."

"I think it hasn't been long since he broke up." Jenny said doubtfully, and she sighed again, "Well, since he doesn't seem to have a history of losing his temper, things are going in a direction I don't like - either Cesare suffered some major setback, which is not good news for me considering his professional status - or, I did pass the line, and I was stupid to respond to I didn't notice it."

"So you don't think you're doing it right?" Lilian asked, "What do you think you might be doing to annoy him?"

"It's really hard to say—really, it's hard to say." Jenny has actually been thinking about her recent relationship with Cesare these days. In Sare's relationship mode, she seems to be the one who takes advantage. Although she also provides the intuition of "definitely making a lot of money" and the opportunity to invest in Disney, she does not have Cesare's excellent mediation ability and genius She may not be able to realize these intuitions so quickly, let alone take time out of her busy schedule to put the big dream on the right track today. As for Cesare, he is capable and has the vision of making money. His need for her is far less than her need for him. Without Jenny, he will also need first-line customers, but if Jenny leaves him, he will really find him soon. Not another agent who can get her a good movie.

From the perspective of a partner, the demand relationship determines who is more confident. From this point of view, her performance at lunch that day was indeed very immature and unprofessional. And from a friend's point of view—well, she seems to be the best. Jenny has always been talking about her troubles in their relationship, but she seldom shares with him when she is happy, and she never takes the initiative to care for her. Saree's troubles, even his private life.

From various perspectives, Cesare has reasons for dissatisfaction. Maybe it is because he has too much work recently, and she not only failed to help, but also keeps chattering, caring about the boring criticism from the outside world, maybe It was him who had had enough of her erratic, mysterious breakdowns, determined to get out of the air of mystification, and either come clean about her or stop bothering him about it—which, it had to be said, sounded fair. Jenny had absolutely no reason to feel wronged.

Except that she does feel aggrieved and angry.

"It's just that, if he has a grievance, he can tell me," Jenny said. "I thought we were getting along well, and he suddenly exploded - it felt very unfair. "

Lilian glanced at Jenny shrewdly, "Do you know?"

She squinted her eyes very much like Cesare, Jenny hates being looked at with this kind of eyes now, "Actually, Cesare is right, you really need a boyfriend."

Jenny groaned, "Oh, Lilian, don't even you—"

"I have to remain neutral—" Lilian said emphatically, with a smile in her voice, "I'm a friend of both of you, aren't I? I don't think you and Cesare are pure partners , I think you guys are friends, but I think he's really busy right now, and a friend should be understanding, isn't it? And I think you can understand that, if you're not upset yourself, you need a friend Words of comfort."

"I wish I could find more people," Jenny waved her hand, "Technically speaking, I shouldn't complain about him to you, today was supposed to be our girlfriends' tea party, but——you're hard Admit it, but it has to be admitted that it's hard to maintain a relationship in this business. You see me and Meryl, we like each other so much, but inevitably, we gradually lose contact. She lives in New York, and I live in New York. In Los Angeles, I fly around most of the year... that's how people lose friends, don't they?"

"Yes," Lilian nodded, "that's why you need a boyfriend, so that you can vent your emotional garbage on him, and the best thing about a boyfriend is that he can't refuse you, this It's his duty, isn't it?"

Knowing that Lilian was trying to make a point, Jenny fell silent, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, what's wrong with Chris." Lillian asked, "Why can't you tell him these things? Not that I don't want to share with you-but Chris should obviously be more Ideal candidate, isn't it?"

"Oh, he..." Jenny hesitated, "it's just—it's not good to develop a romantic relationship with a colleague, and it doesn't feel good to tell him that my quarrel with Cesare—he also Customer of Saree, if you know what I mean."

"But what about your discomfort with these comments?" Lilian asked sharply, "Why didn't you tell him?"

"I don't know," Jenny was really asked. She felt like a primary school student who forgot to bring her homework, racking her brains to make up an excuse in front of Lilian, "I guess——"

She sighed resignedly, "I guess I just didn't remember—yeah, I like Chris a lot, and Chris likes me a lot, but it seems like a... casual acquaintance? Don't you would want to lean on that connection, and this irrational insecurity is quite personal because it's irrational, and it feels more like a weakness."

"But if you don't give it a chance, you know," Lillian asked, "it's impossible for all relationships to go from casual acquaintances to deep connections."

"Yeah..." Jenny said, "well, you've managed to trigger my guilt once again, it looks like I'm holding Chris back, and the relationship is either not going to work out or should just move on, Is it? No matter how I decide, he should not be excluded."

Lilian said with a smile, "Actually, you know everything, Jane, I don't think it has much to do with me."

Jenny grimaced at her, "It's a pity that you and Chesa didn't make it—you know? In essence, you are surprisingly similar."

"So, did you end up reading the script?" Lillian asked, "Can you act?"

"Actually, I really like the script." Jenny said, "Maybe I'll do it, but I'm still a little apprehensive—but you know what? I'll save that for my agent to discuss." , I can't let him take the commission for nothing."

Lilian laughed, "You also hold grudges, j.j, tell me you won't deliberately embarrass Chesa—"

Jenny winked at her, and Lilian smiled and took a sip of the juice, "However, although I don't have much experience in acting, I can feel it. From your report, it sounds like this is a good movie. But I'm not sure if it's the one you need—it's the one you're looking for—Karen doesn't seem like you're going to prove yourself.”

"Indeed." Jenny nodded, "I also have some other thoughts about this matter...but——"

"That's something you discuss with your agent." Lillian said, looking at her watch, "Okay, too much time wasted on guys, now, maybe we should open my Bridal book - the thought that I'll be wearing my wedding ring and being a new wife this time next year - exciting, isn't it?"

Lilian and Mark have been engaged for a while, and their relationship is stable. They have started planning their wedding recently. The church is scheduled for a year later, but Lilian has decided to start planning the details now. This is the real purpose of the girlfriends gathering, Jenny Hastily took a sip of juice, "Yeah, let's get started!"

After enjoying half a morning of leisure time and a leisurely brunch with her best friend, Jenny's spirit was indeed lifted a lot. After sending Lilian away, she began to search for some information that she had begun to pay attention to in the past few days. At 8 o'clock in the evening in the UK—that is, 12 noon in Los Angeles, her mobile phone rang on time, and Chris said hello on the other end of the phone, "Hey."

"Hey," Jenny replied, "Another lonely night?"

"It's sad that you say that," Chris laughed, "but it's the truth, and I don't seem to have anything to argue with—and you, don't tell me you had another hard-earned morning."

"No, I had brunch with Lillian," Jenny said, "and looking at her bridal scrapbook, you can't believe how many ideas a girl can have about a wedding..."

She thought of Lilian's earlier words, and her tone paused.

"Huh?" Chris waited for a while, and said doubtfully on the other end of the phone, "And then? You seem to have not finished."

"...Then I feel much better." Jenny held the phone and lay down on the large swing sofa. While shaking the rattan chair, she stared at the ceiling and said, "I haven't told you before. , but I'm really in a bad mood these days..."

She told Chris she cared, of course, the reason was still whitewashed.

"It's normal." Chris' tone couldn't be described as happy—he was comforting her after all, but Jenny could hear his excitement and sweetness, and she suddenly felt a little guilty: She really made Chris wait for a long time. "I also had the same problem when I was accepting "Dangerous Love". At that time, I was scolded because of "Dark Hostage" and began to doubt myself-am I suitable to be an actor? Why did the critics suddenly dislike me? Am I right about myself? Too confident?"

"Then how did you spend it?" Jenny couldn't help asking.

"Take a vacation, let yourself not think about it, do a new movie, immerse yourself in a new role." Chris said, "Tell yourself, it's okay, hey, maybe I really can't get an Oscar. But what does it matter? It doesn't mean I can't enjoy the show, the box office and the crowd. The truth is, I'm many times richer than all the critics put together, so why let These people who are not as successful as you are judging you? Their criticism does not affect your success, does it?"

He chuckled, "It's a little sophistry, but it worked for me—and you know, 'Dangerous Love' got me some critical acclaim, even though it wasn't nominated. Sometimes they just suddenly Decide to like you, or not—critics are blind too, and they're just as manipulable as the judges, aren't they?"

A smile appeared on Jenny's lips, and she felt that the tense muscles all over her body began to gradually relax. "Maybe you've got a point...but all I want to hear is one - 'I'm good at it, you've always known that' - say."

"You're good at acting, of course I know it - the whole world knows it, otherwise why do you think you have so many fans?" Chris said immediately, "And I'm your number one fan, babe."

His tone was a little exaggerated, but Jenny was still overjoyed to hear it. She laughed endlessly on the phone, and Chris laughed with her for a while, and then said softly, "Listen, I'm here for another week It'll be over, and maybe you can take a moment and we'll go to the Maldives, Tahiti—or Hawaii? You know, just relax for a few days and take your mind off."

This was the first time he mentioned going out together, and Jenny could feel Chris's steps—cautious, tentative, and she could feel his concern for her, his daily phone calls (always choose at night), his attention to detail...

She said softly, "I'll try to push back some schedules."

Lilian is right, she thinks, if no chance is given at all, no relationship can break through casual acquaintances.

——Also, she does owe Cesare an apology.

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Having roughly planned the vacation itinerary with Chris, Jenny vowed that she would learn to swim and improve her seasickness. After this phone call, she really felt refreshed and full of energy. Jeanne packed a briefcase for herself and rushed to Cesare's office - but unfortunately missed.

"He's working from home this afternoon." Cesare's new assistant (Jenny keeps forgetting her name) told her, "Maybe I can make you an appointment?"

"Ah, no," Jenny thinks that's okay, there are indeed some things that are not suitable for discussion in CAA, "I can go directly—you are sure he is at work, not—"

"He sent me a work email a minute ago." The assistant said, looking at her with a horrified expression, hinting as if she couldn't believe that she had such an association.

Jennie made a few phone calls before going to Cesare's house, but they all went to voicemail. She went around to Cesare's house anyway and rang the doorbell.

"You don't answer the phone." She said quickly as soon as Cesare opened the door, trying to create a light and casual atmosphere. "This is very rare for you-you are sick."

Her speech slowed down, looking at Cesare in surprise, Jeanne paused, and repeated, "You are sick—but how could this happen?"

Sniffing his nose, Cesare raised his head proudly—with all the pride a man can hold a bottle high in one hand—he said, "And you are here to deny reality."

"No," Jenny said, "I'm actually here to talk about the script—you look very sick, are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?"

Cesare ignored her, turned around and walked back to the living room, hung the medicine bag on the bottle rack, he fell into the sofa, and covered himself with a blanket.

"You're here to talk about the script," he said, with an attitude a thousand times more arrogant than any Cesare Jenny had ever met—then he blew his nose very loudly, pulled out a large piece of tissue, and put the trash can Fill more slowly. "Let's talk then—talk."

Jenny could hardly resist the urge to squint.

She began to understand why Cesare lost his temper suddenly.