Hollywood Director 1992

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“Director Link, do you often come to Pelican Hill to play golf?”

In the moving car, Michelle Pfeiffer asked, her slender and smooth legs crossed.

“No, this is my first time here today.”

Link poured a glass of sparkling water and handed it to the woman.

“I don’t come here often either. I’m here today to see Director Mike Nichols. I have a collaboration with him on my next work.”

Michelle Pfeiffer smiled.

Mike Nichols is a well-known veteran director in the industry. He doesn’t have many representative works, but almost all of them are masterpieces, including *Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?*, *The Graduate*, *Silkwood*, and *Working Girl*. He has been nominated for the Academy Award for Best Director four times, and won the award in 1967 for *The Graduate*.

It is a good opportunity for Michelle Pfeiffer to star in his movie.

“You and Director Nichols are both powerful actors. Your collaboration on the film is highly anticipated.”

“Thank you!”

Michelle Pfeiffer clinked glasses with him and smiled, “I heard that your new movie is about to start filming, it must be a great movie too.”

“I can’t guarantee winning an Oscar, but I will try my best to make the film well and strive to surpass the previous one.”

Link said.

“Do you want the box office results to surpass *Paranormal Activity* as well, Director Link? You have great ambition.”

Michelle Pfeiffer joked with a smile.

Link smiled and said, “It’s all the same. Don’t tell me you took on Director Nichols’ film just for the salary, and not because you wanted to win the Academy Award for Best Actress.”

“Haha, you guessed wrong this time. This movie is a thriller about an ordinary person being bitten by a wolf and turning into a werewolf. This kind of movie is more commercial, and the probability of being nominated for an Oscar is very low. I really went for the salary.”

Michelle Pfeiffer tilted her head and smiled.

A woman in her thirties can still show a lovely style. It has to be said that the shelf life of actresses is longer than that of ordinary women.

“That doesn’t explain anything. You are an excellent actress. With your attitude towards movies, even if the probability of this movie being nominated for an Oscar is not high, you will still try your best to do it well during filming and strive to get the attention of the Oscars.”

“Director Link, you’re making things difficult for me. Originally, I was planning to slack off while filming this movie. After you said that, I can’t slack off anymore. Slacking off is an unprofessional attitude and not a good actor.”

Michelle Pfeiffer glared at him playfully.

“Then do I need to apologize?”

“Okay, I accept your apology.”

Michelle Pfeiffer couldn’t help but laugh, and waves rippled under her strapless long dress.

Link looked at the woman in front of him smiling like a flower, and couldn’t help but admire her ability to handle things. Even if there were any small conflicts between the two parties before, it would be difficult to hate her after chatting.

This woman's ability to reach the front line in talent-rich Hollywood is not undeserved.

The car returned to downtown Los Angeles and stopped in front of a high-end apartment. Michelle Pfeiffer thanked him and suddenly asked him if he wanted to go up for a cup of coffee when she got out of the car?

Link was surprised. He heard that Michelle Pfeiffer had a boyfriend, so he asked if it was convenient?

Michelle Pfeiffer said of course, and took his arm, saying that it was her honor to be able to invite him to visit her home.

Link instructed the driver Wallace to drive to the underground garage, and he and Michelle Pfeiffer took the elevator upstairs.

To prevent accidents, he pressed the recorder in his pocket.

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“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! ” x500

“Oye S! Oye S! Oye S! Oye S! ” x1000.

“.”

Before night fell, Link straightened his clothes and returned to the car from upstairs.

After the car started, he turned on the recorder to play the recording.

The result was a bit disappointing.

Before going upstairs, Michelle Pfeiffer suddenly extended an invitation to him.

In the entertainment industry, inviting a member of the opposite sex to your home for coffee alone, you don’t need to think too much, it definitely has that kind of meaning.

Considering Michelle Pfeiffer’s relationship with Dustin Hoffman and others, and her status in the industry is no less than that of two-time Oscar winner Jodie Foster, she doesn’t need to go to this extent to please him.

To sum up, this invitation may be a Hongmen banquet.

In order to avoid accidents, he turned on the recorder he carried with him to see if there were any conspiracies and tricks.

It’s just that the situation was not as expected. After arriving at Michelle Pfeiffer’s home, Michelle Pfeiffer took a shower and changed clothes, took out her treasured red wine, and chatted with him on the sofa about movies and science fiction novels.

When the atmosphere was just right, the two became entangled.

From the living room to the bedroom, he remained highly vigilant at first, doing his job while paying attention to the movement outside the door.

More than ten minutes later, no one came to kick the door or take pictures.

He began to let go and act, preparing to use this method to lure the enemy out and see who had better patience.

As a result, more than an hour later, nothing unexpected happened even after he left.

There was no honey trap, nor was there a werewolf kill.

It seemed that he had misunderstood. This film, which should have been a romance, was turned into a thriller and suspense film by him.

However, in order to prevent accidents, he did not delete the recording and kept it as a souvenir.

The car returned to Beverly Hills, and the sky completely darkened. The tall palm trees swayed their fluffy crowns in the evening breeze, and the neon lights on the streets were brilliant, reflecting on the car windows, shimmering with colorful light.

On the way, he received a call from Renée Zellweger. Renée asked him what he was doing and whether he wanted to go to her place tonight.

Link responded that he was back from playing golf and was a bit tired, so he wouldn’t go today.

Renée Zellweger said she could massage, and she also knew Thai SPA, asking him if he wanted to try it? She could come over.

Link thought for a while and accepted her kindness.

Renée Zellweger immediately happily said that she would be there soon.

The car came to the Golden Oak Apartments. Link hammered his overworked lower back muscles, got out of the car and walked into the community.

He couldn’t help but be stunned when he walked into the elevator. The woman in the elevator also stared at him with wide eyes.

“Are you following me?”

Jodie Foster asked warily.

Link’s mouth twitched, ignored her, and the elevator door slowly closed.

“Don’t you think it’s very impolite to turn your back to others when you speak?”

Without a single mistake, a first, a first, a first, an inner, a look, one, at a glance!

“Is it polite of you to suspect others casually?”

“Okay, I wronged you, I apologize to you.”

Jodie Foster took a step forward and stood side by side with him in a row.

“I forgive you.”

“Hmph, where have you been? Why are you only coming back now?”

“Talking about work.”

“I don’t believe it. You smell of Chanel perfume. Did you go out and fool around?”

Jodie Foster folded her arms, a contemptuous sneer on her lips.

Link turned his head, leaned over and stared at her cheeks and eyes.

“What are you doing?”

Jodie Foster took a step back, leaned against the wall, a little nervous, but her eyes were full of stubbornness and fearlessness.

“I should be asking you this question. The tone of your voice sounds a lot like my woman.”

“Get lost! I just think you men are disgusting, relying on having a little more something, messing around everywhere, not taking any responsibility, and some people rely on being rich, having status, and having power to do even more disgusting things.”

“What disgusting things?”

Link asked with a smile that was not a smile.

“I don’t want to say.”

“Everyone is born this way, why is this kind of thing disgusting?”

“Giving birth to a child is different from that kind of thing, one is noble and the other is inferior.”

“That makes sense.”

Link had no interest in arguing with her.

The elevator came to the 12th floor. Link politely let Jodie Foster go first, but Jodie Foster stood still and wanted him to go out first.

Link no longer declined and strode towards the aisle on the right.

Jodie Foster stood at the elevator entrance and looked around. After confirming that he had not gone the wrong way, she turned and walked to the left.

Walking to the apartment door, Jodie Foster took out the key to open the door, but couldn’t open it after twisting it a few times. She couldn’t help but frown, could it be that she took the wrong key?

“Would you like to try this key?”

Link’s magnetic voice came from behind, and a delicately shaped key was shaking in front of him.

Jodie Foster was stunned, turned her head and glared at him shyly and angrily, “Bastard, are you lying to me?”

“Just kidding, you’re so beautiful and generous, you shouldn’t be angry, right?”

“You!”

Jodie Foster pursed her thin lips, staring at him tightly, her eyes like small knives, stabbing at him.

“Why don’t you come in and chat, and see if there are any misunderstandings between us?”

Link opened the door and smiled.

“Hmph, no interest.”

Jodie Foster stomped her feet and left. After taking a few steps, she turned her head and pointed at him, “Link, you have offended me, I won’t forgive you easily.”

“Hey, Miss Jodie, I don’t want to offend you, I want to be friends with you, please tell me what I should do to get your forgiveness, after all, criminals also have the opportunity to atone for their crimes, so why can’t I.”

Link smiled.

Jodie Foster frowned, “I haven’t thought about it yet, I’ll tell you when I think about it.”

Jodie Foster waved her hand and left, looking very cool.

Link smiled, watched her back and went into the house and closed the door.