Hollywood Road

"The documentary plan has been drawn up and will be broadcast on Channel 6 first."

Among the driving Audi cars, Carla Fiss and Murphy were talking about recent work, "If the response is good enough, we will try our best to push it into the video tape and disc market."

"Sounds pretty good." Murphy leaned on the co-pilot, and his suit made him feel a little awkward. "Time waits for no one. If the black people are gone, the appeal of the documentary will decrease."

Kara gave a thumbs up here, "Your news acumen is getting better and better."

"Thank you." Murphy replied casually, "I learned from you."

Because the media has never given up the hype about this news incident, coupled with the black's super sensitive glass heart, although it has been some time since the original incident, the black protests in the Los Angeles area have not disappeared, but instead It began to spread to surrounding areas, and even some human rights organizations joined in.

The two blacks are criminals, but the criminals also have human rights. The so-called human rights organizations are good players in the egg, especially the blacks who died.

The media is also adding to the flames, for fear that the news is not big enough, and keep mentioning if the target is white, will the police shoot at the end?

This incident has become a hot topic in American society. The human rights issue of black people has once again been pushed to the forefront by the media with ulterior motives. Unlike the high praise during the mass shooting of the North Hollywood robbery in the past two years, the Los Angeles police have accepted it. Under tremendous pressure, even several policemen who participated in the roundup were forced to take leave.

"what's happenin?"

Seeing Murphy on the co-pilot thoughtfully, Kara couldn't help asking, "Are you guilty?"

The two of them can be said to be the fuse of this incident, and it is they who opened this Pandora's Box.

However, Cara has never regretted it. She has been pursuing the big news that can make a sensation in the United States. The effect of this incident is exactly what she most hopes to see.

As for the methods used in the middle, Kara, who has been engaged in journalism for many years, is very clear about which hot news is not behind it?

"Honey, you're kidding." Murphy had an expression that didn't understand what Carla was talking about. "Did we do anything?"

Even while driving, Kara couldn’t help but turn his head and glance at Murphy. Murphy said calmly, “The ongoing protests in front of the Los Angeles City Hall and the Los Angeles County Police Department are due to the improper handling of the Los Angeles police and the black psychology. What does sensitivity cause have to do with us?"

Hearing this, Carla Faith couldn't help laughing. "It really has nothing to do with us."

She turned her head and glanced at Murphy again, and saw that the tough profile face was unusually calm, as if what she had just said was an undeniable fact.

"What are you looking at?" Murphy asked, turning his head.

Carla shrugged, "You are still handsome in this way."

There has never been a person who can make her feel so in line with her stomach.

The Audi car left the city and drove onto the avenue leading to Santa Monica. Carla passed through an intersection and suddenly thought of others, "You have made a lot of money recently, why can't you bear to change yourself to a new car, your Ford? It's time to scrap."

"It's fine if it can be opened."

It was because the Ford was too broken that Murphy got in Carla's car, "Every dollar of mine is of great use, and I can't spend it casually."

Carla remembered something Murphy had said and asked, "Do you really plan to leave this industry?"

"Yeah." Murphy nodded. "It shouldn't be too long."

"It's a pity, you are very suitable for this business." Carla showed a somewhat regretful expression. In the past month or so, it can be said that her career has risen the fastest, and this is all because of the guy in the co-pilot. "Is there a plan?"

She has a certain understanding of Murphy, knowing that if there is no idea, he will never act lightly.

"Of course, I might need your help." Murphy paused, looking at the straight road ahead, and finally said, "I want to go to Hollywood to make a movie."

"What?"

After subconsciously asking this sentence, Carla suddenly laughed, "You...you are going to make a movie, Murphy, are you kidding?"

Murphy shook his head seriously, "Of course not."

"Why do you have such an idea." Carla turned his head and glanced at him again, her eyes full of incredible, "You must be crazy, you want to enter a completely unfamiliar industry."

At this point, she suddenly increased her tone, "I almost forgot, you were a lunatic."

"Thank you."

This is not the first time that this kind of remark came out of her mouth, and Murphy didn't mind, but said, "You still know me best."

Indeed, without any qualifications and contacts, I want to go to Hollywood to make movies, which is not much different from a lunatic.

But Murphy has been telling herself that there was a madman who threw away his job as an engineer and didn’t do it. He came to Los Angeles to be a director. In the end he was a big success. Not only did he win the Oscar for best director, Golden Man, but also became a single Movie box office dominates the world's'king of the world'!

Yes, he can't compare with a real genius like James Cameron, but he is still willing to try.

He is only 21 years old now, but he has just grown up in the legal sense. Even if he fails, he still has enough time and energy to find another way to go.

The Audi sedan gradually entered the range of Santa Monica, and Cara drove directly towards the beach villa area.

"No wonder you suggested a TV station to make a documentary." She seemed to understand a lot of things. "It turns out that there was an idea of ​​entering the film industry for a long time."

The car parked near a luxurious villa, Cara parked the car on the side of the road, greeted Murphy to get off the car, and walk towards the villa.

Murphy followed, "You look so beautiful today."

Cara wore a short dress from the corner of the skirt to the top of the knee, giving full play to the visual beauty brought by a pair of long legs. The close-fitting design of the dress also highlighted the graceful figure, plus the exquisite face and hot blond hair. In terms of appearance and temperament, it is absolutely no less than those Hollywood actresses in Murphy's impression.

"Thank you." Cara glanced at Murphy in a fitted suit. She was tall and strong, and she couldn't help complimenting her strong temperament as if it radiated from her bones. "You look good too."

After that, she teased as she walked, "If you fail to enter Hollywood in the future, you can go to the San Fernando Valley. I believe the directors there will be interested in you."

Murphy shrugged, but said nothing.

Carla Faith naturally placed his hand in the next arm, and Murphy turned his head and took a look. The woman stepping on high heels was almost as tall as him, looking like a crowd.

Murphy is not used to these Western-style etiquette, but can always adapt, so he took Carla-Face into the door of the villa, followed the direction of the staff, and walked towards the back garden on the sea side of the villa.

Many people walked by, among them there were some familiar faces. Murphy couldn't remember it for a while, but the former Murphy was just an infamous freelance journalist. Now he can feel familiar with some famous people. People with numbers.

From this point of view, the level of the party that Carla Fiss took him to is not low.

"What are you thinking?"

Ignoring the man who came over to say hello like a pervert, Cara moved closer and whispered, "Want to plan the consequences of failure? Don't worry, if you can't get along in the future, the door on my side will always be open to you."

The tone of the words seemed casual, but Murphy could hear a bit of sincerity. Such a woman can say such a thing, it is enough to show her recognition of herself.

"I will." Murphy suddenly thought of what Rose had said, and whispered, "By the way, a friend mentioned to me today that the victim and the perpetrator of Bill Road's case may be both drug dealers."

"What?" Carla Faith turned his head and looked over. "The news is reliable?"

"Very reliable." Murphy shrugged. "He has seen them before."

Kara frowned. "What kind of friends do you make."

Murphy slowed down a little, "A comrade-in-arms who I knew in the prison before and fought side by side."

Hearing this, Carla Faith remembered that he was holding a person with a criminal record, and he couldn't help slowing down.

She was born rich, well-educated, and has a decent job with unlimited potential. She is not in the same world as Murphy on her arm.

It's just... what this person showed was never that kind of vulgar little person.

Kara shook his head slightly, stopped thinking about it, and took Murphy into the party.

This is an amazing party. The venue includes the entire back garden and an entire private beach. It is tens of thousands of square feet. What Murphy saw when he raised his eyes was all fashionable men and women. There were hundreds of people. Many, and on the beach near the sea, there are dozens of bikini girls hired by the owner.

Carla Faith was able to come here more because of the relationship with the TV station behind him. He didn't know many people. Most of the people who were introduced to Murphy were also very strange.

However, Murphy still politely greeted them and greeted them. He usually has no access to such a circle. This is a good opportunity to expand contacts.

Of course, Murphy would not say that he is a freelance journalist. In Carla Faith’s introduction, he is the chairman and president of Stanton Studios.

No one doubted or was surprised that in Los Angeles, the capital of the media and entertainment industry, there are so many such studios.

But these people would not have thought that Murphy is actually the only one from management to staff in Stanton Studio.

Following Carla Firth to socialize at the party, the two went to the rest area by the beach, ready to order something to sit down and have a drink, when a black man suddenly came over.

"Hello, pretty lady."

The black man is very tall, "May I invite you to have a drink?"

He seemed to be attracted by Carla Firth's excellent appearance, completely ignoring Murphy next to him.

Murphy looked at the black man carefully, because he was really dark and familiar with Cara's snow-white skin.