Hollywood Hunter

The office seemed quiet, but the air was agitated with a certain emotion that was not quiet at all.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

With a certain seductive blush in her face, Grace Sprout, like a meek little wife or maid, helped the man little by little with his clothes, saw him lean back comfortably in the leather chair behind his desk again, and even sent over a glass of soda before she began to clean herself up.

Thinking about just now, even in this cool air-conditioned room, it still couldn't help but feel slightly hot.

It felt like I was really crazy.

I went so far as to pick up the phone when he ...... deliberately and hauntingly volunteered to dial the kids at home and talk to his obviously confused daughter, Rita, for a full ten minutes.

And then, almost got killed.

Fixing her hair, she finally got away from his admiring gaze a little, went to the bathroom to fix her makeup, and came back quickly. After he stretched out his hand, he naturally went over and sat on his lap, leaning against the man's chest, enjoying a full ten minutes of peace and quiet again, and finally calmed down completely.

Only then did he reluctantly open his mouth, "Outside, they must be waiting anxiously, dominating you for so long, perhaps many girls are quietly scolding me."

"They know I'm here?"

"I had them called over, not explicitly, but, you know, they can be very smart."

"That'll wait."

"You don't have plans for the afternoon?"

"It's nothing special, do it or don't do it."

Grace was slightly perturbed, "Or, you can go ahead and get busy."

"All said nothing," Simon laughed and patted the woman, "I'm nothing now, what I do or don't do. Sometimes I can't help but want to just retire."

"You're only twenty-eight, and if you're going to retire, then we're all failures."

"Can't help it, who makes me so good."

"Heh."

Matching a light chuckle, but there was a renewed sense of adoration.

What about this being your own man.

Suddenly another voice in my ear said, "Divorce Bill, you'll be mine from now on."

It was tempting to agree immediately.

But, after a little consideration, it's still: "No need, I'm already your woman."

And, just ...... he obviously likes it.

As long as he likes it, he'll do whatever he wants.

Simon once again said, "Divorce him."

"Good!"

That's why she stopped arguing and thinking about later.

The man who hugged her was her after, and then his voice was small, "I'll fight for custody of Rita and Ray."

"Mmm."

Then after a few more moments of warmth, Grace finally sat up first, caressed the man's face obsessively for a moment, and said, "Enough already, I shouldn't have lorded it over you for too long. By the way, I've got those net girls I told you about last time coming over, do you want to see them too?"

Simon thought of Christina Hendricks, who had become Elite's powerhouse netminder, and was, indeed, a very distinctive woman.

A breast name.

However, since it was still sage time for the moment, he shook his head.

Grace tried to make herself get up off his lap, but was reluctant after all, so she found another topic, "You don't seem to have a yacht, so why don't you build one, so you can take the girls out on the water for the weekend?"

Grace's words were unintentional, but they touched something unexpected.

It seemed like a memory from a long, long time ago.

Or someone else's memories.

The large ocean liner, the little boy who was discarded, the magnificent sunset at the end of the sky and the sea in the evening, and the middle-aged couple who unknowingly both disappeared while enjoying the view on the deck.

When a woman is deeply in love with a man, she is often able to experience his most subtle emotional changes.

Grace clearly felt it at this point.

It was, pain, uncertainty, hatred, struggle ......

Suddenly a little distressed.

Lying down on him again, kissing the man's face gently.

Suffocation.

But it didn't matter if he died as long as it helped him spread the load a little.

Hmm.

It's just that, he suddenly so dead, may make him in trouble, should find an empty place, so that he is easier to deal with, preferably, can be buried in the backyard of one of his manor, occasionally come out in the middle of the night ...... certainly does not scare him, just look, look at the satisfaction.

It took another indeterminate amount of time before a voice came out of his ear again, "Actually, it's mostly because I don't like the feeling of being deep in an island."

Not wanting to continue the conversation in the slightest, Grace said, "If you're not interested in Christina, also, the contest signed three Chinese girls this year, and I remember that you like China a lot, and they're nice."

Simon looked down a little at Grace, "You enjoy pushing me towards other women?"

Grace met his eyes and said, "I bet you've been around a lot of women like me," she said again, trying to touch the man's face, but only placing her hand on his chest and rubbing it gently, her eyes still opposite, "Because you're so good, Simon, you make us all look up to you! to look up to, and if you take too much of some, it can even feel like a sin."

Grace said that, and Simon suddenly found himself around a lot of women, including Janet, who seemed, indeed, to be like that.

Holding the woman's slender waist tight again, Simon said, "I suddenly feel that I could have been a very good man, but I was just spoiled by you."

Grace gave him a blank look, broke away from Simon's embrace and took the roster of models from this year's Elite World Modeling Contest that was on the desk, sat back on the man's lap, rummaged around a bit and showed it to Simon in turn, "This is Jane, 19 years old, 181 cm tall, and, this is Tao, 22 years old, 179 cm tall, and, finally, this is Zhu, 18 years old, height 182 cm. All of them were quietly and deliberately chosen by me, and I'm sure they fit your aesthetic, and I know you don't like oriental girls with high cheekbones like a lot of people do, none of them."

Simon followed along and looked over.

Grace was talking about the surnames of the three girls, the women didn't know Chinese, but Simon could distinguish the Chinese names of the three girls marked on the roster, one was called Jian Xin, one was called Tao Yue Lei. One was called Zhu Momo.

Because he was once in the entertainment industry, Simon is aware of some of the Chinese models of the 1990s.

None of the three obviously matched.

Not surprisingly, China already has 1.2 billion people.

China already has 1.2 billion people at this stage, a vast sea of people, and history has been fluttered by Simon, a big butterfly, for another ten years without anyone noticing. Unless one looks for it deliberately, the chances of encountering it are close to zero.

Simon now has less and less interest in the various celebrities he remembers.

Still, how could someone who went to college or even to post-doctoral studies still lie in the kindergarten saffron?

Men's pursuit of female stars, often out of a kind of icing on the cake mentality, is probably enough money, somehow want to raise the style, especially in the West, the man achieved success, marry a female star model or aristocratic descendants, is often a very dignified thing.

Simon, however, can now create a large number of stars out of it at will.

Therefore, for women, Simon is now more and more only by their own preferences, even if the Hollywood those millions of people's dream lover of the first line of actresses, if you do not feel, no initiative can not climb Simon's bed.

The three Chinese girls that Grace has signed this time are indeed very much in line with Simon's aesthetics.

When Grace finished her introduction, Simon also developed some interest and said, "Call over first and I'll take a look."

Grace picked up the phone on her desk again and gave instructions to her assistant.

After putting down the microphone and seeing the man patting his legs again, Grace smiled and shook her head, "They'll be here soon."

Simon browsed through the last of the wish-me-ups in his hand as he said, "You're going to step up your business in China?"

"Yes," Grace nodded, "have tried several partnerships with China since last year, and it has completely changed my outlook on China, the companies there are still very willing to spend money, and are also richer than we previously thought. I've also talked to Sophia about this privately, and she's surprised that several of Melisandre's brands of high-end fashion can be sold in China for a discount of tens of thousands of dollars and still be purchased by a large number of people."

Simon smiled without comment and said, "Actually, to launch your China business, you happen to not need to train famous Chinese models. In China, foreigners are rather more sought after, so it's more effective for you to just pick a few blonde girls on your side and promote them over there."

Grace obviously didn't know this and wondered, "Why?"

Simon just shrugged his shoulders =.

Grace saw that Simon didn't say anything and didn't ask any further questions, just quietly made a note that she had what could be called blind trust in her man, and since he said so, it must be right. In that case, she could really cut back on her investment and just let Elite's famous models go to China to do business.

Now Elite, because of someone's resource tilt, the top models are even a bit too much, an additional market, can also be a little bit of a diversion, reduce this group of goblins for resources hooking up.

And, in fact, Grace wasn't too happy with the three Chinese girls signed.

The main reason was that they were all a bit old.

Western models are often signed at 14, and if they don't make it at 20, they'll soon be out of a job.

In the past few months of Elite Modeling Contest, the girls in Europe and the US are all under 18 years old, and those who are 12 or 13 years old come to join in the fun. In China, because of the conservative society, the applicants are basically over 18 years old, plus the lack of European and American model training since the age of 7 or 8, so the professional quality can be imagined.

Age, thin bottom, of course, not as good as Elite's existing European and American models with excellent professional quality.

There was a knock on the door.

Receiving a response, Grace's assistant, Sally Callan, pushed open the door and entered with three oriental girls who all had very tall first impression figures.

"This is Mr. Westeros, as you all must know, he's actually the owner of Elite as well, Tao, and you three will accompany Mr. Westeros for a chat," Grace introduced her briefly, and then to Simon, "I'll be off to work."

Grace said, briefly gathering a few papers from her desk and leaving with her assistant. Simon was suddenly left in the office with only Simon and the three girls standing side by side across the desk.

Simon looked over each of them.

Compared to the pictures, the picture looked more real.

All three girls were about 1.8 meters tall and wore high heels, making them look more and more lithe.

The style of appearance, however, is different.

The girl who wore a long, pale pink dress, Jane Xin, is a girl with obvious temperament, this is not the kind of girl who was once praised for her temperament if she was not beautiful. Grace carefully selected for Simon, the value of the value of the steady above 80 points, and Jane Xin exquisite through the oriental soft face obviously gives people a very dignified and elegant feeling, at first glance, completely unlike a 19-year-old girl, at least twenty-four or twenty-five years old look.

In contrast, Tao Yuelei, who is wearing a small shirt and jeans in the middle, is 22 years old, but has the most childish face of the three girls, a petite goose face with willow eyebrows, almond eyes and a pair of cherry lips, just like a girl from the south of the Yangtze River who has long lived in a small water town with a deep courtyard.

The last one, Zhu Momo, is the most suitable for the modeling industry among the three of a kind of senior face, square face slightly angular, but not at all hard, eyes are large, very eye-catching bangs in front of the forehead and let the girl a few more special femininity, a navel-less T-shirt and short hot pants also slightly reveal her personality.

The three girls reacted differently to Simon's sizing up of them.

The airy type, Jane Shin, restrained her eyes slightly and occasionally looked at Simon with a bit of desire.

The googly-eyed Tao Yue Lei was visibly nervous, trying to meet Simon's gaze as if she were taking an exam, and her hands seemed to be picking at the stitching of her jeans from nowhere.

The big-eyed wishbone, on the other hand, was not shy about leaping into Simon's eyes.

So measured for a moment, Simon spoke, word for word in Mandarin, "I suddenly want to go over to Long Island, do you guys want to come along?" I said getting up, and added, with obvious indications, "I may not be back tonight."

Simon's words were the first thing that brought surprise to the three girls.

Simon Westeros, of course they knew who it was, and they knew exactly what the name meant, but even though they had heard some rumors, they had never expected the man to be able to speak such a standard mouthful of Mandarin.

Then, reacting to the man's words, the three women looked at each other subconsciously, their looks changing.

Simon touched his cell phone to dial something, pulled the door open, and said to the three women, "Follow me."

This ...... man explicitly said for them to follow, seemingly forgetting the words that seemed to solicit just a moment ago, how can this still be refused?

So obediently followed.

Entering the elevator directly from the floor where Grace's office was located, during which two burly bodyguards also appeared, the space seemed a little more crowded, and the three girls somehow leaned against Simon again.

So all the way to the underground parking lot.

There were already people waiting beside the black Bentley, a bodyguard pulled the door open, this was another ride with a fixed armrest in the middle, Simon smiled at the three women beside him, "A bit cramped, two on one side, one of them on my lap, which one of you?"

So messy again.

A little reserved Zhu Momo was about to take the initiative to speak up when Simon motioned towards Tao Yuelei, "Just you, Jane Xin, Momo, you guys sit on the other side."

After saying no more about the other two girls, Simon reached over towards Tao Yue Lei.

The man in front of her was a terror, so she couldn't refuse, and obediently handed over her small hand before realizing that she was so small.

Follow the man's strength, follow up, to feel the car door closed gently bumped down their calves, finally reacted, but has been sitting on the lap of a strange man.

嗯......

It's not really strange at all, but, just, the first time we meet.

Although ...... but, thinking about this man's identity, the other party's scent coming from around him, as well as the close proximity to each other at this time, Tao Yuelei's petite face could not help but blush. Fortunately, it was the side sitting with the face outwards, otherwise, it would be too humiliating to be seen by the other two girls.

On the other side, although there was also only one seat, but Jian Xin and Zhu Momo were both very slender, not having to sit on anyone's lap, it wasn't even much of a crowd. The two women sat down and looked at Tao Yuelei, who was being held in the arms of a man next to her, in a somewhat different mood.

Envy, indignation, contempt, gloating ......

It's not one and the same.

The car started and Simon hugged the girl in his arms, but he looked at the other two women and asked, "Janine, why Janine, it's not too good of a name."

Jane Xin, who was sitting on the outside, was slightly stunned at the news before she reacted and said, "I didn't think too much about it when I named it, but then I realized it, and I've been using it ever since."

Jane Xin, the Chinese harmonic is 'hardship'.

It really wasn't a good name.

Jane Xin explained in this way, inwardly could not help but feel that this big man beside her was really keen, when the family named themselves back then, they really did not realize, did not expect that this foreigner, not only speaks Chinese so well, but also has such a thorough understanding of Chinese culture.

Simon nodded his head with a smile and said, "Actually, that's not bad, I remember there's another saying in China, people with not so good names will have a smoother fate instead."

Jane Xin was even more surprised, "Mr. Westeros, I didn't expect you ...... to even know this."

"Call me Simon, and don't use 'you' either, I'm not that old."

"Well, Simon," nodded Janine, and added, "Everyone calls me Janine in private."

"Well, Shin Shin," Simon said, turning to the big eyes, "And Momo, who gave you your name, it's very personal too."

Finally paying attention to himself.

Wish Momo was busy cheering up, leaning slightly towards Simon, with a little bit of pleasantry in her tone, completely lacking the high coolness that this face should have, and curling her lips, "It's from my dad and my mom fighting and arguing."

Simon matched the curious look on his face, "Huh?"

Zhu Momo's big eyes interacted with Simon as if he could speak, saying, "My dad's last name is Zhu and my mom's last name is Momo, back then my mom wanted me to follow her last name, my dad didn't agree, and they fought for a long time, and finally it was grandparents who stepped in to stop mom from making a scene, but even though she couldn't occupy the last name, she got the signature rights and used her own last name together Two, and it becomes wishing Momo."

Simon smiled, "Looks like your mom is pretty good."

"Yeah, my mom was beautiful back then, and my grandfather's family is also good, everyone said my dad was very lucky to catch up with my mom back then ...... well," Zhu Momo raised her chin slightly, seemingly with a bit of another woman's demeanor, and added. "And I'm only at the beginning, later, my three siblings, all with a Mo in their names, Zhu Mo Lin, Zhu Mo Hai, Zhu Mo Xue."

Simon's exact GET: "I know this, where's the forest and sea and snow, Zhu Mo Yuan?"

Wish Momo shook her head, "No more."

"Oh, four kids, that's plenty."

Zhu Momo curled her lips, "No, actually, the family would love to get together enough for the forest and snow."

"Then why aren't there any more?"

Wish Momo was back to being serious: "Because Planned Parenthood is out."

......

"Heh ......"

Next to Wish Momo, Jane Shin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Seeing the goose-faced girl in his arms facing his side of the face also blushed a bit more, Simon likewise laughed, "Okay, that's a sarcastic joke. But, wishing Mumo, wishing Morin, wishing Mokhai, wishing Moksetsu, if this goes on, your family will be creating a compound surname."

"Yeah,"

"I'm all a little curious, what's your mother's name?"

Blessing Momo, apparently unaware that someone's curiosity might be evil, said, "Mo I-Ling."

Simon said, "Then I guess there must be a Mo Erling or Mo Mitsubishi?"

Wish Momo for the ability to speak so much with the big man beside him is very excited, the whole body is sideways over, but also intentionally or unintentionally blocking the outside of Jane Xin: "Simon, you guessed right again, in fact, until Wuling it, my grandparents a total of seven children, five daughters, two sons, mother is the eldest sister, my aunt Momo Wuling last, only two years older than me, still in college. "

Wuling ......

Mitsubishi doesn't seem to have much of a reputation now, and at the time, that family was even less likely to have thought of that.

As we chatted, we soon arrived at a helipad on the banks of the East River.

The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the helicopter, and then you'll see that the helicopter is a very nice place to sit. The position.

When the helicopter took off, Zhu Momo even more unabashedly hugged the man's arm and ahhh screamed, very excited.

Tao Yuelei slightly left her mouth.

Even ......

There's no need for that.

Although, after reacting and looking out the porthole at the gradually shrinking Manhattan, they also kind of wanted to scream.

Among the three of them, even the one with the best family, Zhu Momo, was actually just a small bureaucratic family from a remote county in Yunnan, but they had never experienced such a battle since they were young.