I’m in Hollywood Chapter 311: Mumbling to himself

Remember [lnmao.org] in one second, fast update, no pop-up window, free to read!

Brad Pitt and Famke Janssen got on Hans Whittle's car together. Although they sat in the back row together, they both sat by the door and didn't seem to want to have any contact with each other.

"Mr. Hans, can you use your mobile phone?" Brad Pitt thought about it for a while, and thought it would be better to inform him about manager.

Hans Whittle handed over the big brick next to it. Brad Pitt thanked him. Then he called manager Shalisa.Cody. In front of Famke Janssen and Hans Whittle, Things said a bit, and then hung up.

Seeing the undisguised contempt on the face of Famke Janssen next to him, Brad Pitt really wanted to curse in person: What is your qualification to despise me, the man-based bitch.

When I was little, three people came to Firefly Headquarters, manager Shalisa.Cody of Brad Pitt was waiting outside. Hans Whittle said something to the lady at the front desk, and then took three people directly upstairs to the Eric office.

"Mr. Williams is auditioning for Actor, you need to wait for a while, I still have to go back in advance." Hans Whittle said, explaining to the secretary who served coffee to several people, and left soon By the way, Eric just told Brad Pitt and Famke Janssen to come to see him, this kind of thing, Hans Whittle is not willing to 'listen' here.

After both Hans Whittle and the secretary left, Shalisa.Cody and Brad Pitt sitting on a large sofa whispered, then looked at the opposite Famke Janssen: "Miss Jansen, can you do me a favor, please? ? "

Famke Janssen was originally looking down and looking at magazine lying casually on the coffee table. She did not suffer as much as Brad Pitt. After all, compared to Brad Pitt that had been in Hollywood for seven or eight years. She is just a newcomer.

No matter what line, before encountering countless setbacks, newcomers will always feel. I certainly still have many, many opportunities, and failed. I missed it.

After hearing Shalisa.Cody, Famke Janssen raised his head and looked at the petite but very temperamental woman across from him, but did not speak.

"That's it, Miss Jensen, you really have nothing to do with Brad, right, then wait. Can you ..."

"Relax, we have nothing to do with it, you don't have to worry about me talking nonsense," Famke Janssen said coldly, and bowed his head again.

Shalisa.Cody is a bit embarrassing, but I still continue to explain: "Miss Jensen, Brad is not like you. It is not easy for him to get the opportunity of this actor."

The girl held magazine's hand tight, but said nothing more.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

......

"Thank you for your audition, Mr. Brosnan. We will inform you of the result as soon as possible," the assistant said to a handsome man in his 30 appearance in a spacious audition room.

Wait for the other party to leave. The two deputy Director around Eric came together and asked, "How about Mr. Williams?"

"Still not," Eric shook his head and drew a cross behind Pierce Brosnan's list.

The 007 player gave him a deep impression. After all, the other party played four 007s in a row, and they were all very late in the age, and it was not enough to remember. Although the other party's acting is good. The image is also very consistent with a bank Manager person, but Eric can't put it on the actor Sam of "Ghost".

"This is the case. Our audition today found nothing," a deputy Director complained with a smile.

"No hurry. Take your time," Eric closed the folder in front of her, and asked the assistant to help him collect it, before saying to everyone: "Continue tomorrow, I still have some things, leave first."

In addition to the audition room, Eric made an elevator and came to his office on the top floor, pushed the door in, and at a glance saw three people in the office sitting in two separate branches.

Seeing him come in, the three people in the office quickly stood up to say hello.

"It's okay, sit down," Eric waved his hand, saw Shalisa.Cody, and smiled: "Ms. Cody, why are you here."

Shalisa.Cody smiled and said: "I'm just fine."

Eric nodded recklessly, walked to his desk and released a copy of newspaper, went back to another sofa in the lounge area to sit down, and spread newspaper on the coffee table in front of him.

"It ’s like this, I ..."

Eric just started, Brad Pitt blurted out again anxiously: "Mr. Williams, this time it was really a misunderstanding, I have nothing to do with Miss Jensen."

Eric frowned slightly: "What?"

"This is the case, Mr. Williams," although Shalisa.Cody blamed Brad Pitt for being indifferent, but still took the Eric question, saying: "Yesterday" X-Files "was at Santa Monica shoots, Brad and Ms. Jensen happened to arrive At shoots, after stopping the car, the two of them went to the studio together. This photo was taken by paparazzi at that time. This is actually a misunderstanding. The two of them are not related. "

Eric looked at Brad Pitt and Shalisa.Cody, which were eager to clarify, and then turned to Famke Janssen.

When the girl saw Eric looking at herself, she nodded reluctantly, "Yes, I have nothing to do with Mr. Pitt, it just happened to be."

Eric closed newspaper and shrugged, said: "Well, it seems that there is no need to talk about it anymore. Ms. Cody, Mr. Pitt, you can leave first."

Brad Pitt and Shalisa.Cody are both happy, knowing that Eric is not going to pursue these things anymore, thank you very much, and quickly push the door away.

When the two left, Eric walked to the coffee machine and poured two cups of coffee again, then returned to the sofa and handed a cup to Famke Janssen.

The girl picked it up and took a sip, looked up quickly and glanced at Eric, and then said softly, "What do you want me to do?"

"What?" Eric was tired for a day and just leaned on the sofa. He didn't hear the girl's voice for a while.

"Humph," Famke Janssen snorted softly. With a faint mood of breaking and breaking: "I mean, what do you do with me?"

"Are you stimulated?" Eric asked curiously when she heard the decadence in the girl's tone.

"I don't blame you yet. Fuck ..." The girl grumbled, but the last word was pinched and not spoken.

Eric smiled. Squinting his eyes and leaning on the sofa: "Come help me rub my temples. I'm tired all day and my head hurts."

A moment later, a pair of slender fingers with coolness lightly pressed up, and there was a fragrance from the nose of the Eric that was different from that of other women. It was faint and smells good.

"If I said, I saw the news on newspaper this morning. I just yelled at you to give you a low profile, you must not believe it now?" After a while, Eric said suddenly.

The moving fingers came to a halt, and they quickly rubbed together again.

"Oh, you certainly do n’t believe it, even I do n’t believe it, but it ’s true. In this TV series setting, male & female leads will not come together until the end, and maintain an ambiguous relationship, It is also a way to maintain the ratings. If you come together in reality. Then it seems a bit fake to be ambiguous in TV series. So, I want you to be low-key and try not to be discovered by paparazzi. "

The girl still didn't speak. But the fingers massaged for Eric are much softer.

Eric went on to say it again, as if muttering to himself: "I almost quarreled with my partner in the morning. He felt that he didn't get enough, so he wanted more, always wanted more, People are greedy, which is really nothing. But, if you want more, then you have to come up with the corresponding strength. How can he have that strength? "

"Jenny left me some time ago, he is mine ... the first woman. That storm, those broken things. She chose to leave, in fact, it ’s true, but I always wanted to chase her back, Even like the villain in the story, build an old castle on the edge of the cliff, keep her in it, and be raised as a princess, my princess alone. "

"I built a house by the sea and wanted to face the sea with spring flowers blooming. Then, I left all of them one by one and finally found out that only I was facing the sea. The house was too big and empty."

"I want too much, but I ca n’t catch one at all, and finally I ran away. I ’m too lazy to catch anymore. Anyway, I always want to run away. I was really interested in you, Your legs are very long, I like it very much. "

"That's because you are too soft-hearted," I don't know why, although the girl's face turned red after hearing the last words of Eric, she finally couldn't help but insert a sentence.

Eric froze for a while and smiled: "Yeah, I'm so soft-hearted, a group of little girl skins, all owed to clean up."

The girl seemed to be choked for a while, and then said: "Uh ... I take back what I just said."

Eric grabbed a small hand of the girl, pulled Famke Janssen over, dragged her into her arms and hugged her waist. The girl obediently let the man move and gently pressed her face to the chest of Eric.

"Have you read 《Scent of a Woman》, I wrote that script."

After hesitation, the girl still denied: "I haven't seen it, find time to see it."

"Actually, I can distinguish the body fragrance of every woman I have been intimate with, and now you and I also remember it."

The girl laughed and said: "This doesn't sound like a good thing, right?"

"It seems that it's really not a good thing," Eric smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's my opinion, how could it be a good thing, they are difficult to escape."

"Ah ..."

"Look, since this is the case, don't run away,"

"It ’s always a try, maybe you can run away. It ’s always unwilling not to try it. Besides, how can any man have so many women, at least, it is not possible in this era?"

"No, you are wrong, it is entirely possible," Eric said.

The two did n’t find a marginal chat, unknowingly, the time passed slowly, and the Eric hugged the woman and fell asleep.

Wake up again, it ’s all dark outside, covered with a lady ’s coat, Eric put the coat aside, stretched out, felt the light behind him, Eric turned around and saw Famke Janssen Sitting behind his desk, he looked down quietly at magazine.

Feeling that Eric woke up, the girl raised her head and smiled, and asked, "Sleep well?"

"It's been a few days," Eric stood up and asked.

The girl looked at the watch on her hand and said, "At 7:20, the company's security guard just knocked on the door. I told them that you have something to do and they didn't say anything."

"Oh, why didn't you go back?" Eric nodded and asked subconsciously.

Famke Janssen raised her beautiful eyebrows: "Do you want me to go back?"

"Okay, when I did n’t ask," Eric shrugged: "So, is there any arrangement for the evening?"

"If you did n’t call us, I ’m going to go clubbing with Brad Pitt. Now, there must be no drama. Maybe, if it ’s okay, I will go back, wash and sleep, and then go to work tomorrow and film.

"You have no boyfriend before?" Eric asked curiously.

"I am twenty-five years old, okay, how could there be no boyfriend," the girl said helplessly: "He is a photographer, but before Los Angeles, he broke up."

"Oh," Eric nodded: "What next?"

"Huh?" The girl knocked on the corner of her mouth and saw that the smile on Eric's face became evil, and asked curiously, "What do you say,"

"Okay, maybe," Eric thought about it, turned to the desk, and came to the girl.

Famke Janssen saw the movement of Eric and thought that the man was going to do something here, he shrunk his neck, but did n’t mean to dodge, but instead he had a little anticipation in his eyes, yes, anticipation.

However, the girl clearly misunderstood the meaning of Eric. I saw the man coming to him, pulling out a drawer, getting annoyed in it, and then took out a stack of invitations and similar things and smiled and said: "Then we Go to participate in party, have received so many invitations, and have never been there. "

"Ah ..." The girl opened her mouth, but quickly looked at her dress: "However, my current suit is not suitable for party, by the way, where is party?"

"Most of them should be in Beverly Hills, you know, there are the most celebrities there," Eric said, and randomly turned over one, it should have been received today: "How about this, Coppola ’s,"

"Francis.Coppola?" the girl asked with raised eyebrows.

Eric nodded: "Yes, that is the Coppola of shoots" The Godfather ", I am also very strange, how can I receive an invitation from their home," Eric looked at the invitation in his hand and confirmed it again. : "Today, these things have always been handled by my assistant, but although basically I receive invitations every day, I have never been there."

"Then I am the first one?" girl raised the eyebrow.

Eric smiled: "Yeah, you are the first." (To be continued)