King of Hollywood

Chapter 30: Claude's New Plan

Half a glass of champagne is left on the table, Nicole? Kidman kept his hands on the table and watched the male nvnv in the bar with a slightly lost eye. Tom Cruise and Paraméng have always worked well together. Olson hosted the party, but she didn't know where she was going at the moment, leaving her standing here alone. Thus, even in the lobby, the feeling of solitude is always on the mind.

Covering her head and sighing softly, Nicole reached for the long neck cup she had just placed on the table, although she had had had a lot of champagne tonight, only champagne could make her feel any better.

However, her long finger did not hold the long neck cup, and the warmth of the hand should be a man's hand, a man's hand. Nicole turned her head in surprise and beamed for a few seconds. After seeing her clearly, she also beamed for a moment. Then she smiled and put the cup up.

“I think... this should be my cup, Ed.” Nicole smiled, pointing to the cup in the other person's hand. She smiled softly and felt a little drunk, but the complex mind could not help but pour into her mind.

“Never doubt that.” Adrian looked carefully at the cup in his hand, turned to the side with Nicole Chun's imprint on it, and smiled softly, sending it to his mouth to drink the rest of the champagne.

Looking at Nicole in the eye, her breathing was slightly impatient, but she calmed down again soon.

“Nice to see you here tonight, Nicole.” Adrian's mouth curves a mian.

“Me too, Ed.” Nicole replied with a smile, her eyes squinting slightly.

Adrian didn't speak any more, her eyes turned to the admiring god sè and suddenly came out of her mouth after a while: “But I looked at you, and I saw love, and I saw the ending of love, and I heard the loneliness of the outer layer of my memory."

“It's like looking down from above a thousand floors, like looking down from above a thousand floors.” Nicole laughed and went on, mi away from the eyes sè never seemed to change, "I liked Mrs. Browning's fourteenth line poem. ”

“Me too. Beautiful verse, isn't it? Where's Tommy, by the way? I don't seem to see him.” Adrian exclaimed, suddenly changing the subject and not giving her time to react.

“He went somewhere else, maybe he was talking to someone, maybe...” Nicole shrugged her shoulders and didn't go on, just a beautiful face that inevitably spilled out of her mind.

“Oh, that's a shame. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if we danced together, would he?” Adrian smiled and stretched out her hand, her blue eyes blinking and her long exhalation put her hand in his hand.

The band plays a very soothing and gentle song, perfect for people to stroll around the dance floor, so a pair of male NVs stick together, and Adrian and Nicole are no exception.

“You're always so beautiful, Nicole.” Adrian, close by, one hand grabbing Nicole's hand, the other holding her waist, watching her say, "With you here, the whole room is lit."

“You always talk so much, Ed.” Nicole's smile is still so glamorous that today she is wearing a translucent black sè dress with lace, the jing clavicle and most of her smooth back are luolu outside, her hair is high and the goose is white at a glance, which makes her look like you.

“I really don't understand why Tommy would leave you here all alone. It's a very astringent thing.” Adrian said softly that his breath came face to face, making Nicole more and more tranced.

“He, something, men, always has his own business to do.” Her voice also got a lot lighter, as if she was really drunk, Adrian laughed, “Don't you think one of the charms of marriage is the need to make up lies for each other? ”

Nicole was slightly stunned, and she said, "I never hide my envy for Tommy, and at the same time I'm very confused. Why would a beautiful nv who can get any man in this room want to get married? ”

“Why isn't she?” Nicole looked at him slightly and asked.

“Is it that bad?” Adrian picked the eyebrows, and he looked really good.

“There is such a good thing.” Nicole laughed at the long exit, just that, despite blocking it back, her heart was still overturned.

Two more turns, even if they were so close, it seemed so intimate, Adrian's hands were very regular, Nicole knocked her heart beating slowly at last, and then at this point, she said, “Do you know why the nv got married, Nicole? ”

“.” Nicole smiled softly and couldn't dare to open them all.

“That's...” Adrian laughed deeply, "the only way they could have fun with men after losing their virginity, and the man they really wanted. ”

This * * is already Red Luoluo's, and Nicole tells herself that she should push him away and then turn away, but her heart beats faster again, making her mind a little confused luàn, eventually just laughing and saying: “It's really funny. ”

Adrian laughed softly, hugging her for a moment before asking, "Have you seen Gerard's art collection? ”

“The paintings?” Nicole's eyes are getting mightier and mightier, “very pretty, I love it. ”

“It's my first time at his house, maybe you can show me.” Adrian's face was closer together.

The tips of their noses almost touched each other, and the mouth chun was only a few inches away, as if wěn could be together at any moment. Nicole's breathing became impatient again, and the red chun's chun valve was slightly open, with a hint of picking.

Just as Adrian approached a little bit again, her body suddenly went backwards and woke up, shaking her head with a smile: “Maybe next time, I'll... drink too much champagne. ”

Her smile seemed contradictory and miserable, but she let go: “I have to go find my husband. ”

“I'm sure he'll be fine if he stays alone for a while.” For the first time, Adrian pushed her hand against her waist.

“Maybe, but... I really have to go, I have to go.” Nicole laughed and shook her head and pushed Adrian away.

“You know, you don't want to leave.” Adrian gently pulled her down, his deep eyes didn't blink and looked at her, as if wang Qingtan, his heart would carry on without Xiao Xiao.

Nicole's expression was even more miluàn, but eventually she took a step back: “I have to find my husband..."

The word "husband” was bitten very hard by her, as if to remind Adrian of herself again. She laughed and put her index finger up on her chun and wěn down, then pressed it on Adrian's mouth, and then swayed her head away without returning.

It wasn't until Nicole came to the villa's mén mouth and was completely awakened by the cold wind outside, covered in a sense of trance from beginning to end. But it didn't make her any better, and Nv Lang closed his eyes and covered his forehead with a low groan yin.

The scene of the painting came out of my mind, all related to Adrian, and from the beginning I realized that the previous concert had been surrounded by stars. An indescribable emotion comes to mind, especially when it comes to contrast, making her bite her teeth from time to time and lose them.

“Hey, honey, it turns out you're here.” Cruz's voice came from behind.

“Tommy?” Nicole's body trembled slightly, turning to smile in disguise.

“What's the matter? Is something wrong?” Cruz noticed something strange about her.

“Nothing, just... a little uncomfortable.” Nicole gestured, but she couldn't help but think about what Adrian had said to her earlier.

“I want to go back, Tommy.” She looked at her husband.

“Back now?” Cruz frowned, "it was Gerard's party, and so many guests. ”

“Come on, Tommy, I just want to get some rest.” Ni can speak in the tone of prayer.

“Well, then let's go back.” Cruz answered her request after a moment of reflection, but did not hide his reluctance. Nicole seemed a little upset, but she didn't say much, and now she just wants to get out of here.

But just as she walked out, she couldn't help but look back, and this instant made her feel burned in anger. Adrian is in the corner talking to Jiāo, an nv with long brown sè hair and a wonderful figure, the nv she knows, Cindy? Crawford, the first supermodels.

Although he was awake before the bell rang, he couldn't help complaining when he picked up.

“Well, I admit it was wrong of me to leave without saying hello last night, so keep it, but don't call me so early, Claude.” Adrian sighed.

“Me? Now? Oh, in the bedroom of a beautiful nv, of course.” He turned his head and smiled and looked at the * * half lu lying on the uáng, the sleepy nv lang who woke up.

“Good morning, Ed, who are you calling again?” After about half a minute of remembering, nv lang lu smiled.

“Okay, I get it, I'll be right over.” Adrian was quick to finish the call, put his phone on the chuáng counter, and then he spinned down and chuáng turned around and shrugged: “This is my buddy Claude, he needs me to go over and talk to him about some work stuff, so I'm sorry I can't have breakfast with you, Cindy. ”

“That's how men are, and when they're done, they can't wait to get away.” Even so, Cindy? Crawford's face had no disgruntled god sè, and the corner of his mouth snapped.

“Hey, baby, that's not fair.” Adrian's tone is filled with sadness, "I'd love to be with you again, but as you can see, this guy called early in the morning to make haste. ”

“Anyway, you have to go now, don't you?” Cindy crossed her body and all the quilts slipped off, adding one more point to the suspicious figure immediately appeared lu, well worth the supermodel.

Adrian raised his hand a little helplessly, thinking for a moment, and said, "Well, how about I go now and make you a breakfast? A breakfast won't huā me too much time. What do you want? Bacon or fried eggs? ”

“Do you still make breakfast?” Cindy looked a little surprised.

“Of course, you'll soon find out about my breakfast craft.” Adrian said, reaching out and grabbing his clothes.

“Surprisingly, not many men are as considerate as you, Ed.” Cindy smiled softly.

“Thanks for the compliment.” Adrian smiled a little and then heard the other person whisper: “God, that thing of yours...”

Looking down, that big thing raised the head of tingxiong high, the overnight battle did not give it a slight fatigue, no change in length, length, weight, male correction of the angry appearance big three hundred more rounds of fighting doesn't matter.

“Just a natural reaction.” Adrian said that his tone of pride was not too deep hidden.

Cindy with eyes? Crawford came up with something, and with his tongue, he said, "You don't have to make breakfast, Ed." ”

“Oh?”

She climbed over with a smile on her knees and walked in front of him, grabbing the big thing, lu gave a deep smile: “I've found food. ”

Cindy buried her head, one bite in her mouth. Adrian took a long breath, said nothing, pressed her head and enjoyed the moment.

From Cindy? When Crawford's mansion comes out, it's after 9: 00 -- no one really thinks it's over, right? So “exercise” can be predicted later in the morning.

Forget it, I was in Olson's villa last night, went back to her mansion for another night, and then came back in the morning and had a really good time. Think of her skilled technique, especially the swallowing move before, as a supermodel.

So, while last night's unfortunate loss failed to put that * * nong on chuáng, it's good to have this * * to make amends. Cindy Crawford is with her husband, Richard? Kiel, the Cold War, and Richard? Kiel's not home right now, and Adrian pulled her up easily.

The contradiction between them has obviously reached irreconcilable proportions, otherwise Cindy wouldn't have climbed up on uáng last night and shouted "fue” at Adrian with excitement as she slapped her own ass, looking at Richard on the other table? Kiel's picture -- the whole desktop with one of his pictures.

Adrian has no pressure on this, they're just playing with each other anyway, and if she refuses, he can't be strong, can he? Like last night's other one. As for the other, well, not in a hurry, my sooner or later will be mine.

“Ha, I knew it,” said Claude, sitting behind the desk, looking at Adrian in a lazy tone, "If I'd called you at one of the xibyos at night, I'm afraid you wouldn't be here until lunch. ”

“Isn't that bad? We were just having lunch and we didn't get here for a few weeks, and there were so many” Adrian yang his hands, looked out the glass window and sat down on a single sofa. With the planned relocation of TBS and the ongoing acquisition of media at Burbank's headquarters, it has grown.

“Speaking of which, you're fast. Me and Mann? Mott, they talked a few words, turned around and you disappeared.” Claude made a grunting noise and waited for the secretary to bring the coffee before asking with interest: “Who did you take away from the party? ”

“Cindy? Crawford.” Adrian said, tasting the coffee.

“Cindy? Crawford? The supermodel?” Claude couldn't help but whistle. "Since when are you interested in models, Ed? ”

“Knowing about you and Heidi? Cram ghost hun after.” Adrian shrugged.

“How do you feel? ”

“What else can you do, supermodel? You can try it if you have time. ”

Both laughed softly here, and the model circle was hunluàn more than the entertainment circle. Newcomers without backgrounds who do not want to weave their connections overnight * may still have a chance to get noticed in independent films because of a corner sè in the entertainment world - very rare, but not without. But a new model with no background wants to make a big deal more than an actor, Cindy? The cost of Crawford becoming the first supermodel uā from a blue-collar family nv child in Tennessee is absolutely nil. Just think about her taking luo pictures of "The Huāhuā Son" and Adrian has praised her for her skill.

“Well, Claude, isn't that what you're calling me in such a hurry to say?” Adrian stepped up and asked.

“Oh, sure,” Claude nodded. “Remember what I told you a few months ago? ”

Adrian recalled: "A lot. What do you mean? ”

“A plan.” Claude hinted.

“Yes, a plan, a plan you call crazy, and you're not going to tell me because you're not ready - are you ready now?” Adrian immediately remembered.

Claude didn't say anything, took a thick folder out of the chou drawer at the desk, pushed it in front of Adrian and held down his hand: “Before you read it, I want you to promise me something. ”

“What is it?” Adrian looked somewhat surprised, and Claude actually lu out of the period of Ai's god sè.

“Well… I hope you… after watching… don't get angry.” Claude took a lot of effort to finish, then pulled the collar and seemed to want to relax himself.

Looking at his rare appearance, Adrian almost laughed, shook his head and turned the folder in front of him. He just looked at a title and opened his eyes and looked up at Claude with a strange god sè, surprised, surprised, annoyed, and... damn.

“Just keep watching, and we'll talk about it later, okay?” Claude smiled and made a gesture.

Adrian stared at him for a while and finally kept his head down and read.

After more than twenty minutes of huā and a glance at the plan, Adrian closed the folder and looked at Claude with a sinful look at the entertainer. And Claude, who had adjusted his mind, looked at him with a calm eye.

After knocking his fingers back and forth on the desk, Adrian finally opened his mouth: “Who told me in the beginning that the better option was TBS, not ABC? ”

“It's me." Claude admitted honestly.

“So, who told me we had no advantage over ABC?” Adrian continued.

“It's me." Claude laughed.

“So, who told me to what extent we could develop TBS to the other four broadcasters?” Adrian raised his voice violently.

Claude raised his eyebrows and seemed to want to say something, but laughed and went on to admit: “It's me. ”

“Good," Adrian put his jiāo fork on the table, staring closely at Claude, "so why are you throwing out another plan to acquire ABC now? I need an explanation, Claude."

A moment of silence, around the heart, organized the following words, and Claude finally said, “I made a mistake, Ed. ”

“Wrong?” Adrian picked the eyebrows.

“Yes, a mistake was made,” Claude sighed, "cable and radio are very different, after all, I'm new to the media, so I don't realize the gap. ”

“Wait, we've talked about this before, and we've worked out a way to fix it.” Adrian interrupted.

“Yes, that's what I'm going to say.” Claude nodded.