King of Hollywood

“Still angry?” On the way back to Natalie's dorm in Harvard, in a frightening and dangerous sneak, Adrian held her in her arms and asked, seeing that she had never spoken.

Natalie moved her shoulder, seemed to want to get out of his arms, but stopped immediately, just crossing her head: "No, it just felt... strange. ”

“Well, then there won't be another time.” Adrian smiled and kissed her face softly, not mentioning that she had offered.

Of course, Natalie's face was still thin in this regard, so it was vague, but even so, the suggestion that she could go to the library was quite obvious, and perhaps she still had a glimmer of hope that Adrian might have thought of her and rejected it or pretended not to understand it, which was just a little naive.

She's really smart, she thinks about questions and she finds the right answers, but that's why sometimes she thinks too much when she's deliberately guided, making the wrong judgment, and psychology isn't omnipotent, and it takes a lot of practice, let alone a year of clinical psychology.

So Adrian hit her first with The Whale Knight, and then she had a confessional conversation at the Oscar night party, and then hinted a little, and the seedlings of hope came up in her heart. And then he automatically expands and concretizes it, and what he does now is reinforce her sense of hope.

Because of his constant performance, Natalie believed that if she wanted to get rid of him after getting what she wanted, it would cost her a lot. As long as the price was acceptable, she would not be reluctant, so after Adrian came to Harvard, she thought of what he had said. Natalie just bit her teeth and gave a hint.

That is why, although she had resisted most of the time before, it was not very strong. The only thing that worries me the most is being discovered, and then destroying the reputation that has been accumulated, but because the price is so necessary, and Adrian presses it where it cannot be avoided, coupled with his superior teasing technique, Natalie naturally creates distorted pleasures under the double physical and psychological torment, such as simply being seen and not having to worry about self-inflicted thoughts like these once and for all. So resist proactive greeting over and over again.

Perhaps Natalie may not be aware of this subjectively, but her body does not lie, and the pleasure that she brought to Adrian at the last moment of tension is proof, so Adrian, who can clearly feel the changes in her body, has not always taken her resistance to heart.

He spent so much time unjustly. Adrian was never worried about being seen, and there was no need to say much about what fraternity would look like in American universities. Of course, some of the elites still do, but definitely not the majority, and Adrian didn't stab much in Stanford's fraternity 90 years ago.

Although he went to college at Stanford, he didn't come to Harvard, and Victor graduated from Harvard. So I was familiar with Harvard's fraternity, and their secret strongholds and contact codes were well known. The codes were generally known only to the inside, and there were very few changes. Plus, I hit the side of Victor again before, so I could easily get rid of the guy outside.

For the time being, Adrian went back to Los Angeles, and there was still plenty of time to deal with it. He's also not going to provoke her now, even though he'd love to take her under the so-called Mr. Harvard bronze statue —— well, it's a joke, it's almost impossible to want to be in a place like that, and idiots do things that are never going to happen. Besides, this is just the beginning. If Natalie wakes up in the meantime and puts her place in the right place, she'll be happy, but if she can't...

“If I had to choose one, David, I would have chosen Penny? Green, the speech is scratchy and cold on anyone. I don't want to deal with her at all.” In the office of the ABC Planning Department, two male staff members who are taking a break are talking about their female colleagues.

“Really?” A man named David touched his chin, "but, Saul, how do I feel about you being more like our head of department? ”

The man who was getting ready for coffee almost sprayed out. He opened his eyes to his friends and said, "How did you get that idea, David? ”

“Isn't that what the Iceberg Queen is like?” David laughed and said, “You better be careful, Saul, not to say bad things about the Ice Queen at work. The last time Paul talked about her at the water dispenser, she walked by like a ghost, freaking them out. ”

“Ms. Theron, though sharp and cold, is not too distracted, and she is capable, and she has made a lot of gains for our department, isn't she?” Saul immediately rebutted his friends, "Look at the reality shows she planned. If it weren't for" Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire "because of the 9/11 extension, I bet it wouldn't be much worse than" American Idol, "she seems to be planning a new reality show based on this...”

“Well, Saul, we all know who's behind her," David makes a gesture, “so it's not surprising that she can do this, of course, I'm not saying she's incapable, she does take care of the whole department very well, but look at the nature of things -- wait, aren't you in love with her? ”

David paused, smiling badly and squinting his eyes, Saul revealed a panicked look, but soon settled down: “So what? Ms. Theron is indeed a very... beautiful, sexy and attractive woman, don't tell me, David, you don't have any unusual thoughts about her. ”

His colleague and friend suddenly appeared choked, staring at him for half an hour before suddenly laughing: “Well, I admit, the Iceberg Queen is very attractive, and not just me, this department and even the company as a whole, many men think of her as a sexual fantasy, to be honest, she should go to a movie instead of sitting in an office. But, Saul, we all know who her man is, don't we? ”

“Oh, of course." Saul sighed, "Great miracle director, head of the world's first media group… I hear there are a lot of women close to him, damn it, if all this is true, why can he, I mean, why can a rich man have so many women? ”

“As you said, Saul, rich man.” David shrugged. Then the two men started talking about the miracle director's gossip until the phone rang.

“Hello, this is ABC Planning. I'm Saul? Campbell.” Saul pressed the hands-free, and then a clean female voice came out: “Saul, who's responsible for sorting out Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire? Campbell? ”

He instantly heard each other's voice, playing straight and sitting up, answering with a respectful voice: "Yes, ma'am, what can I do for you? ”

That quick reaction made David stare, of course. He immediately reacted and sat down in his position.

“Also responsible for this, David? Scott's next to you.” The clear voice over the phone continued to ask.

“Yes, ma'am.” Saul replied without hesitation.

“Organize the information on Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire, from planning to collecting opinions, and a series of ideas that come from behind, and see them on the table when I get back to the office at 3: 00.” I just hung up over there. It's like giving orders.

And Saul and David looked at each other, and they got busy saying nothing, and the head of department wasn't able to handle the past with his own orders. However, because the Iceberg Queen had always been Jewel, they had not noticed that the voice coming from the other end of the phone was comparable to the usual. It's kind of weird in tone.

Hanging up the phone, Charlize's lips were clogged again, and she was lying on a broad desk in Adriana right now, and what was on it was swept to the floor as before, along with her jacket, her dress and a pair of high heels - the other was still clamping on one leg of Adrian's waist, and her underpants were hanging on her ankles, swinging up and down at the rhythm of a tight place.

Ever since Charlize went to ABC, this table has been occupied by Ivanka. Although she occasionally comes over to discuss some work matters with Adrian, it's so rare that whenever there's a chance, the two of them can't stop wandering. So hang up after. The two men fought for more than ten minutes before softening in a fierce and high groan.

“I've been thinking that it would be a shame if the show could only be produced for one season, watching men and women interact in different ways on the screen and trying to please each other, they would unwittingly come in and chase the show, so I thought maybe there was another way to keep the show going.” After warming up, Charlize sat on the desk, dressed and talking.

Then she glanced at Adrian and cracked open his hands on his thighs, "Where are you paying attention, Ed? What did I say, my thighs? ”

“Of course it's your thighs.” Adrian lowered her head and kissed her on the inside of her thigh, continuing to love the touch of her hand, for which Charlize could only turn her eyes.

“Well, dear Charlie, be confident in yourself, just like Who's Going to Marry a Millionaire, since it's your idea, just do it boldly,” Adrian shrugged.

“I just want to be the best.” Charlize sighed.

“It doesn't matter if you do your best and fail," Adrian laughed, "isn't that what Hollywood's been advocating? ”

Charlize shrugged her shoulders and didn't speak, and the knocking sounded, and when the former secretary was still in the room, no one would knock on the door, so Adrian said directly: "Come in. ”

“This is the information you asked for, and Stanford recommended three people, all very good programmers.” Ivanka handed over the folder to Adrian and then greeted Charlize, who was sitting at her desk wearing only shirts and leggings.

“Thank you, Eni.” Adrian smiled and picked it up, then patted it on the table on his right.

Ivankabai glanced at him, but sat down and Adrian's other hand rested on her thigh, and he lifted the skirt in direct contact, sliding with his rear hands to reveal an intoxicating look: "That's fantastic. ”

So he snapped, and the former secretary picked up a document and patted it on his head. Such an acquiescence is worthy of those who carry on backwards and forwards.

“If that's all you want to say, then I'm done.” Ivanka said she was leaving.

“All right,” Adrian raised her hands, "well, Charlie had an idea for the reality show, and she wanted to ask me what I thought, but I wasn't going to give her an opinion, so why don't you tell me what you think? ”

“The one about a man who falsely claims to have earned a huge estate and then gets married on TV?” Ivanka, who often handles documents for him, soon remembered.

“Not exactly, it's another one. I derive my ideas from this show.” Charlize said as he continued to put on his clothes, and when she was done, it was almost over.

“Frankly, Charlie, I've never done a show, so I can't give you valuable advice.” Ivanka thought about it and said it, but she immediately added: "But this show is about men choosing women for dates, right? So why can't we make another show where women pick men? ”

Charlize hasn't spoken yet. Adrian clapped his hands.

“Great, Ennie,” he said with a smile and looked at Charlize, "Look, Charlie, there's never a shortage of ideas worth working on, so what are you worried about? ”

Okay, I get it. ”Charlize shrugged," so it's time for me to go back, too, before they have the information ready, and I need to look it over myself. ”

The idea that Charlize derives from Who's Going to Marry a Millionaire is a model, how to put it. A dating show, a real millionaire dating show. There are still more single millionaires in the United States. When Adrian first woke up, he was a millionaire, so there was no shortage of “actors," and the audience would certainly want to really understand what millionaires look like after the speculation of "Who's Going to Marry a Millionaire," and maybe not as good as "Who's Going to Marry a Millionaire". But it's definitely not low, it's just not the right place to “scam” the audience's ABC broadcast, so just give it to NBC.

Not to mention, it was proven, and Adrian remembers that there was a man who chose a woman in his past life, called "The Single Man." The underlying assumptions coincided with Charlize's ideas, and it had to be said that her talents had been fully exploited. And now, Ivanka's wisdom is also slowly showing up, although it's just one sentence, but another show of the same type, the one that was introduced to the mainland in a previous life, "Very Don't Disturb"!

So Adrian smiled vaguely: "Let's have dinner tonight, Charlie, and Eni. ”

“Oh?” Charlize picked the eyebrows and looked at Ivanka, "Are you free at night, Eni? ”

“Of course, it's nice to have dinner with you, Charlie," Ivanka smiled, "just the two of us, right? ”

“Yes,” Charlize lifted her chest to restore her chilly appearance and walked to Ivanka, hugging her waist and kissing her lips, "there won't be an obnoxious fly beside her. ”

Adrian shook his head laughingly, ignored their false posture, and took the information Ivanka sent in and turned it upside down. No matter how unexpected their ideas are, there's no need to worry too much about them right now. Maybe the idea of "The Single Man" can wait for "Who's Going to Marry a Millionaire" to come up with a project, but "Takemeout" doesn't need to be out now, so many shows, it's better to have them out when their value is almost developed? So now his main concern is the matter at hand.

“Eni, let them all come.” Adrian said so to Ivanka after reviewing the information.

In a large conference room, three young people, not yet twenty years old, dressed casually, sat somewhat tightly in their seats, read the documents in hand, and Adrian stood on their back and waited patiently.

Soon after, the three young people saw what was in their hands and exchanged opinions, and the one with the glasses said, "Well, we're done, Mr. Cowell, and it looks like you want to be a social networking site, but the information doesn't seem very complete. ”

“Of course, this is just an idea that came up in a very accidental situation,” Adrian turned around and laughed at them, "After all, I'm not a professional website, and this is just a certain experimental attitude, so the data is very irregular, you can supplement it with your own capabilities, and if I feel good, I can keep it. ”

Speaking of which, we paused here and waited for three young people to digest before continuing: “You have signed a contract before. If the website is good and has operational value, you will all become original shareholders. If it has no value, you can also get paid well, so you can try to improve it. ”

Three young people then began to discuss it in low voice, and finally the young man with glasses spoke: "We discussed it initially, without prejudice to our graduation thesis, it would take about a month or two from programming to building up and commissioning, and it would take about three months to get online if we were to do something like beautify the appearance. ”

“No problem.” Adrian promised to be crisp and then secretly glanced at the young man with glasses, who was relatively more active than those two, perhaps talented.

“So, what are you going to name this site, Mr. Corwell?” The young man with glasses asked again.