Hollywood Hunter

Simon took a shower and finished breakfast with the two girls. It was already eight o'clock in the morning.

A sunny day with bright sunshine.

After listening to Girl A’s report on some important issues of the Westeros system that he needs to know, he also explained that Alison had communicated with Los Angeles on the "Drifthead Valley" project that came to mind last night. At 8:30, I left Ontario by car. Rushed to a post-production center belonging to Daenerys Entertainment in downtown Toronto.

After the two girls acted like a baby, they brought them together.

Today, I want to review the completed samples of "This Man From Earth" with Brett Ratner and discuss the details of the later period. By the way, I will personally teach Ratner his own movie concept, as one of the creative backbones specially looking for the special agent film universe. , Simon also bet enough energy.

As for the remarks with Eve after the morning exercise, it was not a joke, but it was not too serious.

Work is still the first priority.

Inside the villa.

When Simon left, it was the breakfast time for the Wei's waitresses.

Emily Joplin noticed that Eve was not seen on the table. She thought she didn't ask with the boss, so she asked.

"She's upstairs," Girl A replied, seeing Emily about to get up, and stopped: "I will deal with it later."

Emily probably realized something, she didn't say much, she was just wondering when her boss would eat another one, and she couldn't even get out of bed.

However, thinking about that night a few months ago, I was relieved and couldn't help but feel a little aftertaste and expectation. Looking around, this villa is almost like a mini harem. Except for a certain guy, all the others are women, and they all ask and ask for him. He is really not competitive.

After breakfast, a bunch of girls went to work on their own affairs.

Alison first went back to his temporary office in the villa, and quickly came to the second floor with some documents, found the bedroom where Eve was, knocked twice, pushed the door in, and saw the big bed wrapped in quilt The figure inside could not help but tease a little more obviously: "You are really obedient."

The girl lying on her side with her back to the door moved obviously, but she didn't respond.

Alison pulled the chair next to the dressing table and walked all the way to the other side of the big bed, facing Eve. After thinking about it, he walked over and opened the curtains. In winter, the slightly weak but still bright sunshine sprinkled here. Inside the bedroom.

Feeling the bright light on her body, Alison sat down in the chair just now, opened a document in her hand, and read: "Eve Besonoskova, 21 years old, was born in Kiev, the capital of Ukraine. Father Alexander Besonoskov, 51 years old, former engineer of the Arsenal Armory in Kiev, currently unemployed; mother Maria Besonoskova, 52 years old, nurse at the Third Kiev Hospital; older brother Vladimir Be Sonoskov, 25 years old, served in the former Soviet Army, retired two years ago, unemployed; sister Lyudmila Besonoskova, 16 years old, dropped out of school, unemployed. I started to practice basketball at the age of 8. Participated in many youth basketball tournaments with excellent results. At the age of 18, he was selected for the former Soviet national team."

Alison read this, paused, and continued: "In the same year, the Soviet Union disintegrated. He participated in the Barcelona Olympic Games on behalf of the CIS at the age of 19 and retired at the age of 20. In April this year, he was recruited by the Westeros family female guard team. After completing the training, 60 trainees in the same period ranked sixth in overall performance and were transferred to the South Villa of Livni as bodyguards."

After reading Eve's brief resume, Alison looked up. The **** the bed still closed her eyes and did not move, but she did not know when there was a trace of tears in the corner of her eyes. She slipped onto the pillow and got wet.

Seeing this scene, Alison sighed secretly, his tone softened: "As long as you remain loyal to the Westeros family, your salary alone is enough to allow your family to live a good life. Eve, you have one last chance, you can still leave now."

Eve finally opened his eyes, looked at Girl A, and asked in obvious blunt English: "Why do you want me to leave so much?"

Alison did not hide it: "Because I am also the boss's woman, I certainly hope that there are as few other women around him as possible."

"You are good at advocating, won't he be angry?"

"Maybe, maybe not, the boss has already gone to work, so, you see, he doesn't care about you that much."

"What if I don't leave?"

"I will respect your wishes."

Eve stared at her for a while, and finally repeated the words in the gym that morning firmly: "I will not leave."

Girl A was not surprised by this. She pulled out another piece of information in the folder: "This is an agreement, you need to sign it. There are a lot of content, but the summary is very simple, only two words, loyal, confidential The boss will not hold you for long, so at least one year, after one year, if you want to get rid of this life, just tell me and you will be free."

Eve stuck a smooth arm out of the quilt, took the thick document, looked at Girl A, and asked: "Why is it a year?"

Alison said: "Because the boss has a lot of women, you are just one of them, one year, enough for one person to be completely forgotten."

"Are you also a year?"

"Yes."

"You lied to me."

"I didn't lie to you, I can be free at any time."

"But you didn't do it."

"..."

"Why don't you leave him?"

"This is my own business, and I don't need to explain it to you."

Eve retracted her gaze, sat up, and ignored the quilt slipping off her body. Because she was too tall, she became a bird's eye view of Alison. She lowered her head and turned over the agreement in her hands, and said to Alison, "These are I don't understand English well."

"You just need to sign."

"Shouldn't the agreement be in duplicate?"

"Only this one."

Eve nodded, asked for a pen from Alison, and patiently signed her name on each page following her instructions.

After the dozens of pages of agreement were all signed, the agreement and pen were handed back to Girl A. Eve's eyes flashed and asked: "Next, what should I do?"

"The boss doesn't like vases that do nothing, so your job remains the same. Moreover, if you become lax due to a change of self-reliance, you may be abandoned in less than a year. In addition, what I just said is loyal and confidential. ."

Eve nodded, bit her lip, and finally asked again after a while: "What can I get?"

Alison carefully checked every page of the agreement, confirmed that there was no omission, and said: "Your annual salary will be increased to 200,000 US dollars, as well as additional medical care, equipment, maintenance, transportation and other benefits. You can ask the Zuo for these details. Yi and Isabel, besides, you can also choose a house."

$200,000? !

Hearing this number, Eve only felt a faint sense of suffocation.

With a few words from the man in the morning, she obediently stripped herself off and waited for him in bed, because she didn’t want to and couldn’t lose her current job as a bodyguard with a monthly salary of $1,000 and various benefits. The average monthly salary was less than $30. In Ukraine, this job is enough for her to feed the entire Besonoskov family who is in trouble, and even some relatives need help.

Now, with an annual salary of 200,000 US dollars, she can't convert it for a while.

I don't know how to spend it either.

I just know that such a sum of money is totally worth it to sell myself.

Alison waited for a while and saw that she was silent, so he said: "If you have no other questions, I will go down first."

Eve reacted and called Alison, somewhat lacking in confidence, but insisted: "That, about the house?"

Alison said: "Perhaps you have heard that the boss sometimes generously gives away millions of dollars worth of real estate to the women around him, but it depends on your luck. The house here is just a kind of welfare, location The property right does not belong to you in the city of Rivne where you will work for a long time. However, as long as you do not give up the agreement you just signed, you can probably live forever.

Eve was a little disappointed, but nodded quickly.

Alison seemed to see her thoughts, and said: "You must understand, Miss Besonoskova, everything needs to be paid accordingly. Moreover, the more you get, the more you need to give, and betrayal The price is greater."

Eve woke up, looked at Alison, and said solemnly: "I know."

"So, that's it for the time being." Alison got up this time, took a look at the **** the bed, and said: "Your skin is not bad, but it can be better. Pay attention to maintenance in the future. In addition, maybe you had Yes, but tomorrow I will arrange a full medical examination for you."

Alison finished speaking and walked outside the big bed.

The tall girl named Eve Besonoskova stayed in a daze on the big bed in the bright morning sun for a while, and finally got dressed and went downstairs.

As Simon's first assistant, Alison has a lot of work to do.

It took a whole morning to check the work emails accumulated from yesterday to now. In the afternoon, I sorted out the documents that my boss needed to know, and then started to deal with the things Simon explained.

Unconsciously, one day has passed.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, I hung up the last phone call with Shirley Lansing, the head of MGM, about the most recent 007 casting work, and finally got the day's work done.

This office on the first floor of the villa also has a good view. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the setting sun covers Lake Ontario, which is brilliant and magnificent.

I picked up a copy of "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" that I bought during the day, and quietly turned a few pages to check the time. I planned to tell Zoe and the others to prepare dinner and leave the office, only to find that both Zoe and Isabel are gone. The two little fairies in Ukraine did not know when they had come back, looking glum.

After asking, I learned that he will live in the villa by the Red River Park tonight, and Zoe and Isabel have already served.

Loss is inevitable, but he has long been used to taking possession of everything for granted.

This is his own king.

Red River Park in the eastern suburbs of Scarborough.

In the villa where the buffet was held last night, it was not so lively tonight.

Except for the Wei family maid in the main villa and the bodyguard in the annex, there are only Simon and Grace Spurt who came to visit from New York.

As Qusi Goff’s agent, his own artists were filming in Toronto, and they came to visit the class during the weekend for a very valid reason.

Of course, the real reason is that someone happens to be here.

Grace never thought that she would unknowingly really like a man so much younger than herself, and even developed a dreamlike feeling of love, occasionally facing her husband and two who still live under the same roof. As a child, it is inevitable to have a strong sense of morality, but it is always difficult to sustain himself.

In private, he unreasonably pushed the blame on a certain little man, secretly thinking that he might be a devil.

Quietly steal the woman's heart.

Do all the bad things.

Not responsible yet.

In the afternoon, pretending to be the name of the visitor, he rushed over. In fact, he didn't say a few words to his client. Then he came over and found that the two small vases beside him were tender enough to flow, and they also gave birth to taste.

Fortunately, he finally did not let her down.

Offer to have dinner together.

Deliberately hesitated for a while before agreeing. At that time, he noticed the disgusting smile on his face and wanted to go up and pinch him.

Toronto is cold at night.

The atmosphere of the dinner is very warm, deliberately chosen in the living room with a fireplace, reflecting the fire, candles, wine is very mellow, and the food is delicious enough. The only flaw is that the waitress is too pretty. However, think about that he likes everything around him to be beautiful and exquisite. If the waitress is not good-looking, it will probably affect the atmosphere very much.

Sitting opposite each other, sipping the red wine, looking at the handsome face of the little man opposite, casually looking for a topic: "I... I went to watch "Suicide Squad" last night."

Going with the whole family, this is not suitable to say.

The other side asked: "How do you feel?"

"It's great. Tickets have started to line up. This time it will definitely be a big seller. Congratulations."

"Thank you," Simon smiled, looking at the woman who became more and more brilliant on the other side: "You have become beautiful again recently."

"Do you like it?"

"of course."

"At my age, maintenance is very difficult, but it still takes your care. If it is not free, I can't afford the maintenance of the clubhouse in the Upper East District."

"Actually, I've been thinking recently whether or not to invest in technology such as immortality, at least it can make people stay young forever."

"I know this. Many people in high positions like to do this. However, no one seems to have succeeded yet. Many people have died accidentally."

"That was before. In ancient times, people knew too little about deep-level biological knowledge. They could only pursue longevity in a slanting way, and they would naturally fail. Now it is different. We can already know the origin of life from the genetic level, so there is The opportunity to fundamentally change."

"I don't know if I can wait until that day."

"From now on, investing regardless of cost, I think there should be results in 20 to 30 years."

"Thirty years," Grace touched her still smooth face with a melancholy: "I think it's better to die when the time comes."

Simon smiled and said, "Perhaps I can rejuvenate."

"Looking at the little girl, everything rises and falls, maybe you can delay this process infinitely, but it is bound to be irreversible, just like time," said Grace again, "Are you afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid, I am more than 500 years old, and I have lived longer than you. It is not a loss to die immediately."

"You're talking nonsense again."

"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?"

Grace carefully examined Simon's expression for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I can't tell."

"It seems that some women have this instinct, or it should be called the sixth sense, and can easily tell if others are lying."

"It's a pity that I don't have this kind of ability, so you can lie to me," Grace said with a little regret on her face, said with a smile, "In fact, I have always been curious about a question, you can really see Ghost?"