King of Hollywood

“When the agent told me to audition for a movie, I really didn't think it would be a Hollywood movie. Hey, I wasn't ready for anything. I was really nervous and in a bad state. So as soon as I came out of the audition, I thought," It's over, I'm about to lose my chance, and I've been notified of this role by my agent for not long. "It was quite a surprise. It took me over 10 minutes to react. I called Yu first and then learned from her that it was Ed who helped me. It was really nice to come and thank you in person...”

In the spacious bathroom where the hot air rises, young Oriental girls covered in foam stick behind Adrian, saying in a soft tone, mixed with delights and delicacies, slightly fat babies' faces make her look clean and cute. It's just that, although she speaks English, there's always some strange syllables, which, fortunately, doesn't affect Adrian's understanding of what she's trying to say.

Beyond that, she said that she was gently rubbing up and down, the soft pair was so full, even a number of Western women were ashamed of themselves, and the texture was very * *.

“You're doing great, Kyoko.” Adrian, with half her eyes closed, squeezed a knob in her face with a double-handed remark.

“As long as Ed likes it.” Keiko Fukuda, encouraged, said with a smile, pushing harder up and down.

Adrian smiled and grabbed Yuki's hand, which had been wiping his chest, lifting her chin against the girl in front of her, who had been quiet, considerate and obedient. By Ji-hye's will stop. When she came to Keiko Fukuda, Da Dafang held her and began to kiss her. Kyoko Fukuda also let go of Adrian and work with her. After a tangle on her tongue, Ji Hui sat on the edge of the bath with the noise of loud water, splitting her legs, Kyoko came all the way down to the bottom, while waving her hips high against Adrian in the water.

"The Last Samurai" has been officially launched after months of preparation, and Kyoko Fukuda has come to Los Angeles as a result. The Dream Factory has no opinions on his favorite female partners, and the play is not much anyway. At best, it became another gossip topic after their tea meal.

Surprisingly, Cruz promised to be the lead actor and didn't know how Spielberg would convince him. But then again, it's just that there are investments around the world. It's not a big deal. Who can't get over the benefits? But it looks like Dream Factory is hitting on him at this stage.

Another interesting thing was whether the male character was chosen or won by Watanabe, and he wanted to recommend a Japanese female model to play that female character. It is said that he also wants to go to Kyoko's office in person… “persuade” one, two, and, of course, as soon as he hears the specific situation, he shouts his flag.

Not only that, he also took great care of Kyoko, so much so that she said a lot of good things in front of Adrian. All entertainment circles have similarities, and Watanabe is naturally very familiar with these old foxes who have climbed and rolled for decades. So much so that Adrian stepped on people's minds and got poked.

It's a shame. I was going to get rid of his Oscar nomination for Best Male Actor. Adrian sighed slightly. After a lunch with Kyoko, he actually got a little fond of this polite old Japanese man, respectfully but without nodding his head and enjoying it from the heart. If he hadn't acted well, it would have been the inertia of the Japanese -- following the strong.

In addition, Watanabe will attend lunch with Kyoko Fukada in front of Adrian. Even if he can see that he is just playing, even when Adrian half true and half false let him take care of Kyoko, he did not hesitate to answer, so respectful and courteous. So much so that people don't even have the idea of making fun of him.

So Adrian also completely loved the idea, focused on playing with Kyoko Fukuda, Kyoko also quite cooperated, not only three ways, various uniforms, various cosplay places, various postures play unequivocally, when taking photos and remembering, he also very boldly showed himself, apart from...

“What do you think of them?” At the hotel where Kyoko Fukuda stayed, Adrian sat on the couch and looked at the TV and asked Kyoko, who was kneeling in front of him.

“They... are not my big!” Hard to say with the sweet words of Kyoko, who was so full of bananas.

Adrian couldn't help but laugh. Well, the two women in the scene did a good job, but in comparison, the chest is a little smaller than Kyoko's, and she's very good at showing her strengths. Speaking of which, the female lead character in the picture is very distinctive even when she reaches adulthood. Most women choose to attract men by boobs, but she prefers not to do so, even if the dp persuaded her several times, but the popularity is still quite high.

Of course, in Adrian's view, much of this popularity comes from her family background, and after all, this gossip is very eye-catching, Oscar Shadow's woman. Oh, I forgot, the TV show is an adult version of Ancient Tomb Beauty, yes, the one he secretly funded to get dp to perform the most famous porn queen of all time.

It has to be said that it has won the first dp of the best actress of the three pornographic Oscars, the acting is quite good, both the eyes and the * * voice are very intriguing, such as hatred and humiliation when humiliated, or wild and slutty after being conditioned, very bloody hot. Another new actor is no good. Is that Blanca? Baden and Monica? The Spanish women of Cruz, apart from their good stature, are average.

Nevertheless, the performance and cooperation of the pornographic queen, coupled with the great plot and shooting, have led DP to invest a lot of energy in making this tape that has to be sold. For a porn queen, this is an alternative success, at least much better than the fat one who has fallen into a low-end London nightclub strip dance. Adrian didn't mean to see it in The Sun. A British celebrity hanging out in a nightclub and stripper is exposed, the picture is blurred but the basic outline is clear, plus the name, more than 80% likely.

This is not surprising. From previous life, she is a woman who can pull off her face whenever she needs it, and the family is quite good. How could she get mixed up like this? But if it's a few years. Adrian may have a sympathetic sigh, but now she's just shrugging her shoulders, and if she's free later and she's still at the club, it's good to see how many people appreciate the fat.

Besides, even though "The Last Samurai" has begun to be filmed, the Geisha Memoirs have not even begun to be prepared, even though the script has been completed and presented to Yuki.

“It's only after New Year's Eve that Globe starts to prepare and pick the corners. Take another three to four months to train Geisha skills before you start shooting. If not surprisingly, it will be released at the end of '04, so now you have more than three months to fully mock Sayuri's character, understand? Yuki?” That's what Adrian said when he talked to Yuki about Geisha Memoirs.

“Yes, I know, I must try.” Ji Hui nodded obediently, and she was never stingy enough to show herself in front of Adrian, and she knew it. She can't compete with Kate herself, but she has a unique position in Adrian's mind compared to Keiko Fukuda or Takeshi Hamasaki.

But her little hesitation didn't escape Adrian's eyes: "Ask if you have any questions. ”

“I understand the origins of the next novel, as well as the repercussions, all of which I fear will happen in the movies.” Ji-hye did not hesitate at all, and she knew that Adrian never cared about her woman's ambition.

“So I asked them to modify the script.” Adrian laughed. “I think a lot of people will like the fact that there's only one woman left, independent, completely alive for themselves. ”

Ji Hui slightly corrupted, but immediately recovered, his eyebrows as low as ever: “I get it. ”

Independence? Live entirely for yourself? Of course there are women like that, just, no one is not a strong woman. So the so-called autonomy of independence is simply not met by a man who is so powerful that she cannot resist. From this point of view, that version of the previous life ended normally, as did the Iwasaki Peak in reality - but it doesn't really matter what the reality is, as long as you want the box office, always cater to the taste of most people.

And that's why Pak Yaka thought for some time, but her answer wasn't surprising to Adrian.

“Great, Pajaka, so where are you going, Harvard? John Hopkins? Or Colombia?” Adrian brings black tea for Pak Yaka.

Pocahontas, who took the cup, was about to speak, but thought of something that shut his mouth and sipped his lipstick of tea before lifting his head again more than ten seconds later: “Stanford or UCSF, so... just a little closer. ”

Good, smart girl. Adrian nodded herself in the dark and did not spend any time on her.

“Stanford, then.” Since Adrian was so unfaithful, she accepted her good intentions, and although UCSF ranked higher in medicine than Stanford, the gap was not as great as Harvard and Stanford, and he had much more connections in Stanford, besides, he had to train private doctors rather than medical doctors.

Yes, he asked Pak Yaka if she was willing to go to medical school to continue her studies, just to train her as her own personal physician. This is common, medical schools are so difficult and tuition fees are so high that many young people who have psychiatrists but cannot afford them are turned away. So a lot of millionaires would choose to fund young people with good general qualities to study medicine, and then sign contracts with them for private doctors, so that once they're developed, they're both skilled and loyal.

Adrian doesn't have a private doctor, he has more than one, he has donated to several hospitals, and he has funded a number of well-connected doctors to run private clinics - every super-richman does. So there's no problem with one more Pak Yaka, just arranged to be the general practitioner in charge.

The original personal physician in charge of this was Adolf? Hendrie - don't get me wrong, it's just the same name as Little Beard - has served the Cowell family for two generations, as has Attorney Wilson and Uncle Leggett. And it was because of the funding model that he became a private Corwell physician.

Hendrie's technology is too hard and in good shape, but after all, it's over 60 people, and inevitably in a few years, he won't have enough energy. And Pak Yaka has a family baccalaureate, and already has an undergraduate degree, she can go straight to medical school, wait a few years to come out and pick up Hendry's class. The old man can also hang the title of advisor if he wants, pointing to Parka from time to time, very suitable.

And, you know, there's this beautiful, trustworthy woman who's a private doctor, not only for eye care, but also for something other than diagnosis.

“Right now, I'll get you into school as soon as I can.” Adrian grinned and pinched the jaw of an Indian girl.

“So I resign now?” Pak Yaka didn't care what he did. She knew what Adrian meant, so she thought about it for days.

But Adrian knew very well that after he threw the subject, Pak Yaka had to agree to this path. After all, her parents were doctors, and she wanted to go to medical school, and she had to give up studying because her family had changed to become stewardess, and if she had the chance to inherit her parents' legacy, she wouldn't let it go.

Moreover, the work of the private stewardess, although relatively easy, was well paid and well paid. Being Adrian's bedmate has all the advantages, but it's hard to say what the future holds without a single skill.

There were two reasons enough for her to make a choice, and Adrian knew some of her thoughts, even though she was mostly on the plane. Besides, she's been in bed with her career for over a year. What kind of fantasy has not been played, not to mention the current recurring four to one, not to mention being taught to be obedient to the post, but there is also some indulgence in it, after all, she is the only family in the world, it is almost impossible to give up these for freedom.

Plus, after spending a long time on his private plane, he probably knows how to treat his own woman, and they're all his bedmates anyway. What's the difference between stewardess and personal doctor? A few factors come together, and Parka's choice is long overdue.

“No problem, I accept your resignation," Adrian nodded, "as for vacating the seat. For the time being, I will not arrange for anyone else. ”

“Really? I'm suddenly wondering, Ed, if you can't handle the four of us, is that why you want to take me out?” Pak Yaka asked, his eyes bent, and Indian girls joked.

“Really?” Adrian picked her eyebrows, hugging Park Yaka into her arms, and the Indian girl screamed with a smile, and after a torment, the voice in the room was replaced by another. Since she dares to say that, let her bear it alone.

Adrian said that there would be no new recruits to replace Park Yaka's vacant position for the time being, because he had prepared a candidate for that position, and based on what had been going on, she should be able to calculate the time.

“Hey, Leah, do you want to hang out tonight? We have a party in the West End.” A voice coming from far away, after sorting out the information, Leah? Deatham looked up and greeted himself as an eighteen or nine young man, wearing a headscarf and earrings, quite hip hop style.

“Thanks, no problem, Dick. I have work to do tonight.” The girl shrugged her shoulders, "and I want to remind you, I'm still in school. ”

“Oh, what a disappointment," she yelled, “Leah, you don't look like a good girl. ”

“That has nothing to do with you.” Leah whispered to each other and turned her head to continue packing things up.

Seeing that she really ignored herself, the young man shook his head in disappointment and walked outside. It wasn't until his back disappeared at the door that Leah turned around and sighed softly. She knew that this young man, Dick, was interested in herself, in fact, because of her hybrid appearance, she often worked in major studios, many young people were interested in her, and she had encountered many hints that she could dedicate her film and television producer, but only this young man with a big boy temperament made her feel a little moved.

It's just that she can't go out with him, and even if she wanted to, someone would come and warn her very quickly and let her know what she should do.

She can come to Los Angeles from Las Vegas, get a lot of good jobs at major studios for a long time, and live a comfortable life, all because of one person, a great big man. And life in Las Vegas made her realize that these big people can't be offended, but she can be offended.

Frankly, it's really great in Los Angeles, no annoying parents, no frightening environment, just keep to the bottom line and the party is free to go. After seeing too many stars and losing the sense of mystery, the original vision of life under the spotlight diminished a lot. However, the desire to travel to Japan has not abandoned, but for some reason, the travel expenses have been saved, but it is temporarily impossible to do so.

After everything was sorted out, Leah packed her things and the others greeted her and came outside. It's very close to the street, no need to take a battery car, just walk out.

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang and she looked at the phone number, and she quickly turned it on: "Hello, Miss Lin, can I help you? - Are you in the parking lot? ”

Turn off the phone, Leah's been stuck for a few seconds, and hurry back to the parking lot. Soon she saw a very skilled Asian woman standing in front of a Bentley car in a black women's suit and sunglasses in the parking space she had mentioned earlier on the phone. If you take down your glasses, you will find that she is the famous Hollywood Chinese broker, Lin Xilei, and that is why Leah gets so many relatively easy jobs here, but it is also her who often warns Leah in different ways to watch out for her words and actions on different occasions.

“Miss Lin, can I help you?” Leah hurried over and asked nervously that there was no one else around, apparently intentionally looking for her, something that had hardly ever happened before.

Weighed her up and down, Lin Xilei nodded and made a gesture: “Get in the car. ”

“Hmm?”