King of Hollywood

“You don't have to think about it so much, just do what I say... then tell them it's my request, okay?” Charlize sitting in the car coldly said, turning off the phone and dropping it off to his secretary.

A black women's suit, short and medium blond hair with curls hanging down, raised legs wearing fleshy stockings, faceless yet slightly lifted chin, nothing seems to be visible to her, the high and cold temperament is quite seductive.

The secretary did not dare to come out of the front co-pilot's position, sitting so upright, even though she knew that even if she were to say a few words now, she would feel short when faced with Charlize. Not only does she, but most people at ABC do, and the title of the Iceberg Queen is not given in vain, and even the CEO is kind enough to talk to her for many times.

It's no secret who's behind Charlize in the ABC, although there's always a private grunt: climb up on the chance to sleep with the chairman of the board! But more people still admire her, not to mention the incredibly high ratings that American Idol brings, if not blind. Though the idea is likely to come from behind her, her running around for the show and all the tools she has put in place cannot be erased, and the success of American Idol takes her place completely if Fassbinder is driven away from her to stop her heels in the planning department.

And even though the Iceberg Queen is not easy to get to, and the sarcastic wrongdoers never show mercy, the scale is always well pinched and doesn't seem to do anything, so the planning department staff is still very supportive of her. And she never interferes with things outside of her department, and even with that much support, she still follows the rules. She has the ability and the rules, so the executives have a very good impression of her. But in over a year, she has become a key figure in ABC.

Interestingly, ABC and other television stations, as well as media groups, have cooperated. Unknown executives of those companies, when they see Charlize, are forced to make solicitations or send flowers for pursuit. Unfortunately, they basically touch the gray face, without exception. There are also a few guys who know her background but are lucky to be wrapped up in her mind, but the Iceberg Queen has never seen them, but the flowers she sent have been taken away.

“Load up the office so that everyone can work every day in a good mood, which is also a waste use.” She understates that.

Only someone's flowers are thrown away mercilessly every time. Even if it's fresher and prettier, I don't know who sent it without an autograph. It's just a little card with a lot of meat on it. Many officials speculate that the Iceberg Queen knows who sent the flowers, and that guy has offended her, otherwise she won't be so polite. Only the secretary knew that was not the case, even though after every look at the cards, Charlize would snort, “Here we go again”, “I know only these tricks” and so on. But the corners of the mouth are always slightly curled by autonomy, as if the sun were refracting from the iceberg, and the instant glow of beauty could make a woman feel like it.

“I'll just go up there alone, you wait here for a while.” After driving to the destination and coming from the parking lot to the lobby, Charlize asked for a reception from the front desk and told his secretary accordingly.

Then she took the elevator to the destination floor. After a few steps along the aisle, the transparent secretarial office appeared in front of him. Every time she sees this, Charlize inevitably has some complications in her mind, and despite being Adrian's secretary for seven years, she returns an office every few years, where she spends the least time. Now...

She quickly put her mind away because Ivanka wasn't in her office at the moment, but there was nothing special about the setting on the table, so it shouldn't be… Of course, it's hard to say that Adrian was very good at it. So Charlize just walked up to the office door and knocked.

“Come in.” The sound of Adrian laziness soon came from inside.

Upon entering the office, Charlize picked an eyebrow. Adrian leaned on a high chair with one hand on her head, seemed to be worried about why, but from her years of experience, it seemed like something strange.

“Ha. Dear Charlie, here you are at last. I thought I was going to wait in bed at night... to talk.” Adrian opened his hands and said in an exaggerated tone, somehow he suddenly paused and frowned.

“What's the matter?” Charlize glanced slightly and sat down at the desk, asking silently.

“Nothing, it's just... today I had some troubles with the last meeting of the Hacker Empire… hmm… I didn't expect Sophie and Monica to unanimously ask me to play that French character in the movie.” Adrian sighed, shaking his head seemed really troubled.

“Does that make you difficult?” Charlize snorted and leaned against the back of the chair, waving his legs like they were in her office and not Adrian, “that's not your style, Ed. ”

“Of course not, it's just... um... that... um... or about you, did you say you had an idea that needed my support?” Adrian "hmm” suddenly changed the subject after a few sounds, and his face became a little strange.

Charlize picked his eyebrows again and went on quietly: “You know, every September in Los Angeles there are TV drama watches, in order to buy new dramas from major TV stations, even though ABC has such a sick support from you...”

Adrian took a long breath and went back to God and said, “Pervert? How can you call me that? ”

“Didn't I always call you that?” Charlize was still so light, but he couldn't help but grasp his fist. “In short, ABC was going to participate, but as head of the planning department, I wanted to do more work on the reality show. The experience over the past year also gave me a more detailed understanding of how the TV station works, so I had an idea. But after it was raised in the department, there was a lot of talk, there was support, and there was opposition, so I came to ask your opinion, after all... everyone knows that you are an expert on this. ”

“Ha. Sounds like I should be proud?” Adrian smiled, "so... tell me what you think. ”

“In fact, it's very simple, an untold poor boy suddenly gets a lot of inheritance, so he hopes to find his other half on TV…" Charlize is saying, suddenly Adrian takes another deep breath and covers his forehead with a hissing sound.

She had to roll her eyes and stare at Adrian. She stood up and walked to the door of the office. She locked her eyes and walked back a few more steps. Watching him around the office with his hands around him revealed a smile and not a smile. Although most of Adrian's lower body is in the desk, you can still clearly see a figure inside.

Shoulder shrugged, Adrian straightened his body slightly, then pushed the chair out slowly, turning out to be an engine. After that, Ivanka slowly climbed out, although the black stockings were slightly damaged, the skirt, which was already very short, was raised quite a bit, the leggings were hidden and the wetness was noticeable.

She's blushing. Several hairs glued to the corner of his mouth, and there were traces of spit on his chin. He lowered his breath and looked at Charlize, some ashamed but more unhappy, and his hand, which grabbed things, never let go.

Charlize sighed and squeezed his nose beam before Adrian and knelt down. Grab that thing and look at Ivanka: "Look, Eni, let me show you how to get this bloody guy to fly up into the sky. ”

She stuck her tongue out and licked her mouth, looking up at Adrian again. Open your sexy, seductive red lips to this thing.

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“I suddenly... started to miss this place...” Charlize, lying on his desk, looked at the ceiling with his blindfolded eyes, his voice carrying a soft, * * afterward characteristic, one hand resting on his forehead, the other holding on to the shirt on his chest, * * of * * such a covered object.

“Oh?” Adrian, sitting on the chair, similarly flawless, kissed her warmly and earballs.

“Although I have my own big office at ABC and my own secretary...” Charlize did not go on, but Adrian understood what it meant.

“As long as you want. You can come back any time.” Adrian kissed her on the corner of her mouth, "not to mention...”

He looked at Ivanka with a smile on his face, and the current secretary lay on his desk, holding only one dress in front of his chest, just upside down with Charlize. Large desk. Two women lying down is enough, of course, everything on it has been swept away, and someone has to clean it up.

“You finally got what you came for? How does it feel?” Charlize glanced at him.

“Very nice, very satisfied.” Adrian Haha laughed.

“So who won?” Charlize immediately asked.

“Isn't that something to say?” Adrian blinked.

“You hear that, Eni?” Charlize immediately pushed his foot against Ivanka's waist, but only got a “um” response.

Her eyes were half-closed at the moment, her exhausted appearance was half-waken and half-sleep, she had just been tossed too hard by Adrian and Charlize, and she was too excited herself - as Adrian said, she was actually eager to join. After spending a long time with him, it is simply impossible to be unaffected, not to mention that he has many targeted means, and more arrogance will be stripped off by him.

So I'm afraid it will take Ivanka a long time to recover, but Charlize is not a steady winner either, at least the current secretary's boobs are much bigger than hers.

Adrian laughed softly, holding Ivanka up, sitting in her chair and keeping warm with her, and taking a dress to cover her. Charlize sat up and swallowed his clothes, but the stockings were no longer worn, and Adrian always liked to tear them apart.

“By the way, what did you initially seem to say... an idea on the reality show?” Adrian asked as she patted Ivanka curled up in her arms.

“Yes.” Charlize glanced at the arrogant princess on his shoulder and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, knowing from a reassuring and safe appearance that she was completely in Adrian's hands, because... she herself had done the same before, don't look at how she always liked to go sarcastically to Adrian, like to see his cheeky face. But when she curls in his arms after a delightful * *, her attachment will only be stronger than Ivanka is today.

“I've benefited a lot from this time at ABC, especially as I've been through the whole process of" American Idol "from sea selection to finals,” just for a moment, she went back to God, "the vast majority of the audience didn't have much of an opinion on who could eventually win, and their favorite drama was a sense of participation and dominance, and the rating of the collection that voted to bring a brushed player back to the final was second only to the final, if not because it was a man in his thirties. In the end, if this near-eliminated player wins the final, the ratings will be even higher. ”

“Yeah, I know, it's easier for young women singers to get red, which is the result of your discussions with Universal Records," Adrian said with a smile, “so I always thought you were winning gambling by cheating. ”

“You're defamatory, Ed," Charlize snorted, slowly swallowing his clothes back one by one. “We just gave the New Jersey girl a little more time to cover it, adapted her story to be more inspiring, and then added a little hint to cover all aspects of her opponent, that's all. ”

“Okay.” Adrian shrugged her shoulders and changed her position to make Ivanka feel more comfortable before making another gesture, please.

“The initial idea was that an unnamed poor boy, suddenly given a legacy by a distant uncle, would become a millionaire. With the intention of selecting future partners through television programmes, many girls dreaming of marrying into the Hautgate are thriving as participants.” Speaking of Charlize here means taking a deep look at Adrian, and you can't help but say where the idea originally came from.

“Of course,” she continued, "if that's all. In the end, it was just a vulgar election show, so at the end of the day, we're going to announce that this guy is actually still a poor kid with no money. Then, such a dramatic turnaround, coupled with the choices of these participants. It will attract countless eyes. Of course, in order for the show to be positive, a girl could eventually be arranged to select him, and then we would also issue him a check for at least a million dollars. Specific instructions on how to operate will have to be determined before planning can begin, which may be omitted for the time being. Some people in the ministry think it's a viable idea, and it's going to work, but some people think it's cheating, and it's going to overdraft the reputation of the TV station, so I'm going to ask you —— Ed? Ed!”

“Yes, I'm listening!” He beat the spirits back to God, Adrian, and added in Charlize's dissatisfied eyes: “Who's going to marry a millionaire! ”

“What?” Charlie Zumo wondered.

“I mean, the name of the show can be... called this.” Adrian made a serious appearance.

“Who's marrying a millionaire?” Charlize repeated it and then frowned, "So...”

“Very good idea," Adrian raised his hand, "fully expanding the material * * aspect of humanity and showcasing it in a very dramatic way, will indeed attract a large audience. ”

“So, what do you think of deception?” Charlize asked immediately.

“Isn't that what TV is after?” Adrian smiles and asks back, "Okay, Charlie, this kind of show can only be done for a season at most, so what are you worried about? ”

Speaking of which, he suddenly sighed: "Actually, you shouldn't have come to me, Charlie, that's your idea. ”

“Didn't anyone say that if I didn't come?” It's Charlize's turn to ask back.

“… also.” Adrian laughed.

“Say what?” leaned against Ivanka, confused by him for a moment, and finally awoke, looking up and answering.

“Nothing, dear Eni,” Adrian Haha smiled. “Rest well, I'll be right here with you...”

He suddenly stopped and looked at the time, screaming, “Oh, shit! Dinner with Lily tonight! ”

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The beauty of the world lies in its uncertainty, and even if Adrian could predict the future, he couldn't be 100% sure that something would happen and something wouldn't. Just as he could not have imagined in any case, the reality show "Who's Going to Marry a Millionaire", which had created the watching boom in a deceptive way in previous life, would have been born from Charlize!

Adrian can swear that he definitely didn't mention anything about this reality show anywhere and Charlize, so it should have been entirely conceived by her. I really don't know what to say, even the way it is handled... I really didn't expect Charlize to be really good and do something about it.

It's kind of a way for me to change the world. Adrian was somewhat proud to think. As for poor Fox, the American Idol has been robbed anyway, and many episodes have been robbed, so it doesn't matter if you rob one more.