Hollywood Hunter

Chapter 800.

While the northern hemisphere is in late summer and early autumn, the southern hemisphere is in winter and spring. However, in cities by the sea, the change between the seasons is usually less pronounced.

Melbourne.

I don't know what time it is in the morning, but I can only feel some morning light mapping in through the curtains.

In the big bedroom bed, Janet huffed and humped into Simon's arms, apparently unwilling to get up, and asked in a daze, "What's for breakfast in the morning, honey?"

Simon was also in a bit of a daze, having been deliberately pushed by both women to babysit these days, and reading a story to Nicky late last night, when he couldn't help but blurt out, "Let's eat kids."

Janet laughed softly, "Yes."

On the other hand, Jennifer, who had her arm around Simon's waist, gently lifted her hand and hit him, "Don't say that, especially out here, you'll be taken seriously."

Janet laughed again.

With Simon's current status, such words might indeed be believed if they were uttered out in the open.

Simon went from lying on his side to flat on his back and hugged his assistant on the other side, kissing her gently on the cheek while his big hand caressed the woman's belly, "I've been trying for so many days, it's about time."

Jennifer pressed her body against Simon and spoke a little softer, pressing against the man's large hand, "I guess, but it'll be a few days before we know."

One of the important things about this vacation was that the female assistant wanted to have another child.

Janet was pretending to be jealous, "Add one more and that's six little ones, Jenny, and you'll have a harder time coping later, all the way down to the wrinkle position."

The assistant woman poked her hand over to squeeze Janet's cheek, "Which one of us will get wrinkles first is still to be seen."

And then it's just a couple of pops.

Opening her assistant's small hand, Janet, who had been touched by the 'backlash', immediately said viciously again, "And, as you can see, some guy who wants to eat kids doesn't even like kids."

Jennifer didn't answer, but smiled at Simon.

Simon: "Of course I like kids, as long as I'm not allowed to take them."

"Oh, me too."

The female assistant looked helplessly at the two heartless men beside her, sat up and began to dress, and said, "You can sleep a little longer, I'll go prepare breakfast."

They both agreed to watch the assistant girl get dressed, and Janet purposefully reached over and fussed a few times before causing some giggling and joking.

When Jennifer got out of bed and headed to the bathroom, Jeanette, who had Simon all to herself, clung to the man, but asked again, "Honey, so, do you like kids or not?"

There was a bit of ridicule in the tone.

Simon nodded without hesitation, "Of course, according to the theory of genetic instinct, no one would dislike children. I've recently figured out the truth again, that within the life cycle of an individual, you're only a winner if you gain longer, otherwise, tsk, everything may become someone else's. And in the human lifecycle, the only way to win is to spread your genes even more strongly."

Janet listened and bit Simon's shoulder as she opened her mouth, whimpering and grinding her teeth for a moment, releasing her mouth and curling her eyes, "So, this is how I feel after what I said to you the other day?"

Simon played confused, "What words?"

Janet nibbled on the man again before saying, "That's right, make more women and give you more children."

Simon rubbed his big hands over Janet's body, "So, why don't you have a few more for me too."

"No," Janet refused immediately, but smiled again, rubbing her glossy face against Simon's shoulder, her tone wicked, "Anyway, whichever woman has your child always carries the Johnston blood, hmmm, what with Westeros, it's all Johnston actually. "

"......"

Janet saw Simon's speechless look and laughed again, "Actually, my dad thinks so too, otherwise you'd think he'd accept Ciel and the others so easily.

Simon remembered that these days, although he still obviously preferred his two own grandsons, the old man didn't show too much rejection towards the little Snow siblings born to Seattle and Sophia, and thought that was indeed the case, so he couldn't help but say, "That's right, they're all family."

Janet was suddenly in the mood again, and twisted her body around to climb on top of Simon, face to face, and said, "Darling, I suddenly think that perhaps it's quite exciting to have lots and lots of children."

Simon wrapped a pair of arms around Janet's slim, full waist and said, "I was thinking the same thing."

Janet immediately bit down again in dissatisfaction, "Bad man, how could you think that."

Simon turned around and started begging for mercy as well, "Just thinking, it's going to be difficult to operate."

"Bite you, aww ......"

It's already Monday, September 2nd, the start of a new week.

It's not until after eight o'clock that a family sits in the dining room, Simon, two women, five children, and the outdoors, still with the winter chill, but more reflective of the lively warmth of the restaurant.

Unfortunately, there was no snow.

Have rushed to Melbourne half a month time, the other day to also go to the nearby mountain skiing, but only Simon and two Jenny, because of concerns about children, as well as, inevitably, all kinds of socializing, but also only in the mountains to play for two days and then return again.

At Simon's current location, it's really not easy to really take a vacation completely away from everything.

The good news was that he would be leaving today to spend some days on the island of Tasmania, just across the sea from Melbourne, so there wouldn't be too much strife there.

Inside the restaurant.

Eating breakfast, Janet, who was next to Simon, said something else: "You really don't want to go to the set of Titanic, do you?"

James Cameron's Titanic, which dragged its feet to finally start shooting in July, was planned for a two-month shooting schedule, which means it was recently killed, and as a result, the film is not even halfway there.

Overruns are already inevitable.

Follow up "Titanic" Danielis entertainment responsible for budget control producers almost nailed on the set, still can not control Cameron's procrastination and perfectionism, learned that the big boss came to Australia on vacation, would like him to personally appear, even, because the current budget has been severely overspent, in order to avoid a repeat of the "future water world", but also suggested the direct removal of the director.

Even the two Jennys are aware of this, but Simon just looks on with indifference.

At this point, Simon shook his head and said, "No go." Seeing that the two Jennys were puzzled, he thought, "The current Daenerys Entertainment is too sharp, or, the entire Westeros system is too sharp, and it's only when something goes wrong that everyone is happy to see it."

Janet tilted her head in thought and nodded approvingly.

Jennifer, who was sitting across the table taking care of the two youngest children beside her, looked over and smiled, "I get the feeling that, well, for about the last year or two, you've been slacking on purpose, and because of that?"

Janet immediately mouths unforgivingly, "Maybe it's really slacking off, after all there are so many women out there, how can you cope without slacking off."

Simon laughed, not caring about Janet's little venom, and nodded, "When a company grows to a certain level, problems are inevitable, not having problems is the biggest problem, I'm now waiting for the companies, whether it's Daenerys Entertainment or Ygritte, to take the initiative to expose the problems."

The female assistant heard Simon say, "The next new tech bubble to burst is the node?"

Simon nodded, "Yeah, it's when the crisis hits that the problems come to light."

Janet said, "Actually, all the companies in the Westeros system are relatively young and on the rise, and neither Daenerys Entertainment nor Ygritte's company actually has that many problems. It's going to be at least five to ten years before there's a serious rigid big company disease."

Simon said, "The Daenerys side is really good, Amy and the others are very dedicated, and there's me watching personally. However, Ygritte's side, as you know, last year's IPO, all of a sudden made a lot of executives and employees become rich, plus the near-monopoly advantage over the Internet platform, the company is actually quite impatient up and down, and now over in Silicon Valley, every day there is carnival entertainment everywhere, more lively than Hollywood."

The female assistant thought about it and said, "Ygritte's several core, Tim really doesn't have much of an aggressive spirit anymore, it's a character decision, you have also made arrangements, just let Bezos take over next year. As for Alice Ferguson and Carol Bartz, and of course Jeff, they're all very qualified."

Janet nodded in approval, "Yes, in fact, the ability to pick excellent professional managers is the best gift we men have. Otherwise, the Westeros system wouldn't have made it this big."

Said remembering an anecdote from once: "You don't know, the original Jeff, I was going to pull him to Cersei Capital, because he was originally a very good professional manager on Wall Street, Simon was picking the head of Ygritte at the time, didn't want to be too rigidly professional kind, so I pulled out a random one from my interview list, and it was Jeff, I didn't expect that he would So competent, gee, that's amazing."

The female assistant actually knew about it, and nodded along when she saw Janet talking about it.

After breakfast, the family went to the Johnston's mansion to say goodbye to the old man and his family before making their way to the docks, the family still on three separate yachts to get to Tasmania.

Over the years, Simon has built many manor houses in his own territory of Tasmania, and this time he lived in a manor built on the edge of a cliff where the forest and grassland meet and the sea.

Not far from each other, this area in the northwest corner of Tasmania has a similar climate to Melbourne.

A team of waiters had arrived in advance to set up, and the family arrived and had a short rest before lunchtime.

Then there were no special arrangements.

The afternoon sun was just right, and the family sat on the open terrace on the second floor of this neoclassical style castle, with the turquoise blue sea to the west, the snow-capped mountains hidden among the clouds to the east, the vast primeval forest to the south, and the pastures that were still green in the winter because they were by the sea to the north.

"Where's Eden."

Squeezed into a soft chair with Simon, looking together at a Spanish-language copy of One Hundred Years of Solitude in the man's hand, with the sound of the children playing under the care of a female assistant in her ear, Janet said so suddenly.

Simon nodded, but with something else on his lips, "Yeah, Eden."

Janet's face came up close to Simon's and said, "The Eden Project."

"Yeah."

As with the Sowell and Troy plans, Simon was quietly planning another Eden plan.

And Tasmania, the island, was the Eden that Simon had chosen.

In fact, a lot of things had started a long time ago, and the root of it was Simon's pessimism about the ultimate prospects of human society.

In the past, Simon didn't have a clear idea of what he wanted to do, but he was just having fun and spending money to build an underground shelter in the Tasmanian mountains.

Over the years, Simon's ideas have become clearer and clearer.

Next, Simon would push for this from the policy side of Australia, and would also try to bring in as many of the world's top pyramid people as possible, only if everyone thought of this place as the Garden of Eden, and when something happened and everyone formed a tacit understanding, this side would become the true Garden of Eden.

Janet just mentioned it and didn't say anything more, but looked again at the book in Simon's hand, "Why do you like One Hundred Years of Solitude, dear?"

Simon: "If you go into it with your heart, you can get a sense from it of the passage of time, as if in the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of words, hundreds of years have passed, and it's a wonderful experience, especially now, to be with your loved ones and children, surrounded by beauty, and then, to stretch the short afternoon out into hundreds of years, imagine that. "

Janet hmmm'd twice and stopped talking, her eyes on the book in Simon's hand and began to follow and soak it in.

Then the children were sent off to their naps, watched by the maid, and the assistant girl joined in.

A hundred years of solitude inside the book.

Outside the book, not lonely at all.

Two or three days of this idyllic life passed in this way, and it was not until Thursday morning that Simon again remembered that it was time to attend to some of the matters above work, and A Maid had been with Simon all these days, but, according to Simon's instructions, there was no need to let him know anything that was not particularly important that had to be dealt with immediately.

For the past few days, A-Girl hadn't mentioned any work to Simon either.

On Thursday morning, after dealing with some accumulated paperwork, Simon checked his email address, which was actually mostly private emails, and then, there was an email from Qing Chen from China, talking about an incident that had happened a few days ago. Wish Momo's mother, who wanted to talk to her.