King of Hollywood

"The one on the far left is related to the film company, the next is the report of the agent company, and then the documents of the record company - this is the most - the one on the far right is also the least, these are other documents, Laverne, Luo All the materials sent by Jay and Claude are placed in front of you." In the center of the living room of the villa, Charlize put the folders that had been sorted out on the coffee table one by one. Dressing up with jeans doesn't detract from her beauty.

"Thank you." Adrian nodded as he flipped through the things in his hand. It took him a few minutes to finish reading it before he began to fiddle with the documents in front of him again.

"Frankly speaking, you've done a good job, Charlie. As a rookie, it's great that you can do this." Adrian first praised, and then tapped the document in front of him: "However, it's still a mistake. Made a small mistake."

Charlize, who was smiling, couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and then she heard Adrian continue: "I said, the news about the executives of the company should be put first, you remember Laverne and Roger, but don't." Garnett from the record company and Reggett, my personal accountant. Also, Claude's news should be on the top, and I must read his first."

"I'm sorry, Ed." Charlize didn't say much, she put away her smile and nodded seriously, but Adrian smiled and waved his hand: "No need to do this, beginners will inevitably make mistakes, you said it yourself, Novices are allowed to make mistakes, so just remember next time. Don’t always be so serious, it’s not pretty.”

"I promise." Charlize nodded, and then put on a relaxed expression: "To be honest, I never thought that you would have... so many companies to manage, I always thought you were just a film company boss."

"I like making movies, but I also like to make money." Adrian raised his hands, stared at Charlize for a few seconds, and then said: "You know, Charlie, I want to build my own entertainment empire."

Charlize raised her eyebrows in surprise, as if she wanted to say something but in the end she just shrugged her shoulders.

"I know this seems ridiculous. I'm not good at business and management, so I handed over the media to my buddy Claude." Adrian chuckled, "But I have two advantages. It’s a keen intuition—I believe there are few in this world who can surpass me in this—and the second is that there are more things to think about. So I can easily find a general direction in the fog, as long as there are excellent people around me to cooperate , It is not difficult for me to achieve my goal. Acquiring several companies in just a few years seems to expand too fast, and the risk is great, but I believe that sooner or later it will win huge benefits.”

As he spoke, he looked at the beautiful girl in front of him with piercing eyes.

"Okay, Ed, I didn't say you can't do it." Charlize spread her hands with a smile, and then she looked up and down Adrian with interest: "You know, my instinct tells me that your Confidence comes from within. I believe it hasn't been affected by what happened two years ago, which is... very strange."

"Is this supposed to be a compliment?" Adrian laughed suddenly, then turned his head and looked into the right inner room when he thought of something, and shouted loudly: "Mrs. Galen."

"What's the matter, Mr. Adrian?" Mrs. Galen came out, her expression not looking very good. Kate and her hit it off and liked her very much, but now she left in a fit of anger, and because of Adrian's solid state germination, she would naturally not be very happy. Of course, there is still disappointment. I originally thought that Adrian had changed his ways, but unexpectedly...

"Room 19." After Adrian made a few gestures, Mrs. Galen replied, then turned and walked inside. If you are not happy, you are not happy, you have to continue with your work, who asked her to be the housekeeper?

Adrian also knew what she was thinking, but he had no intention of defending himself.

"You can live in Room 19, the third from the last on the left of the corridor on the second floor." Adrian said to Charlize, "If there are not many things to do every day, you can go home as long as you finish. Of course, if you feel like living in If it's not convenient here, I can arrange a driver to pick you up."

"It's okay, this is my duty, isn't it?" Charlize smiled slightly, then realized something, straightened her face, picked up the document beside her and said in a flat tone: "Here is your latest itinerary .”

"What's there?" Adrian asked with a smile after seeing all her changes.

"I'm meeting with Mr. Mandy Gale this afternoon to discuss the directorship of "Delicious Love"; tomorrow at noon, Mr. Claude will have a luncheon, and he will be invited to a private club to play tennis in the afternoon; there will be a charity auction the day after tomorrow, and Monnie Ka...Miss would like to invite you to dinner..." Charlize opened the document and read it for him, still maintaining her previous flat tone.

"Okay, lunch meeting, I don't know what Claude plans to say this time." Adrian sighed, and looked at Charlize who was hesitant to speak: "Is there any question?"

"Nothing," Charlize flatly denied.

"This is not a good habit, Charlie," Adrian said, raising his eyebrows. "I hope you can be more frank and speak up if you have any questions. Only smooth communication can avoid misunderstandings. You know, I have a lot of things to ask You help with it."

"Even if it's...a private matter?" Charlize finally couldn't hold back,

"Well, it depends on the situation. I think I can answer it, and I will definitely answer it. If I think it is difficult to answer, I will tell you that it is difficult to answer." Adrian shrugged, "As for what you wanted to ask just now, I It can be answered that although Monica and I are dating, we are not boyfriend and girlfriend."

Charlize was slightly taken aback, but then thought of some rumors she had heard, and watched Adrian silently without saying a word.

Adrian smiled knowingly, then stood up: "Okay, let's go see Mandy Gale now."

"Now? The appointment time is 3 o'clock." Charlize reminded.

"It's okay, I know where he lives, let's go and meet him directly." Adrian walked out as he spoke, and Charlize had no choice but to follow behind him.

It took about half an hour for Adrian to drive to Long Beach, where Mandy Gale lives in a sea-view apartment. He is an Italian-American in his early 30s. He has been in charge of directing for almost 7 years, and he has made three or four blockbuster films. If it is not for the lack of heavyweight works, he may already be a first-line director.

After ringing the doorbell three times in a row, an irritable female voice came from behind the door: "Put the things outside, we will come out and get them ourselves"

Adrian and Charlize next to him looked at each other, shook their heads with a smile, and simply knocked on the door: "I'm here to find Mandy, we have an appointment this afternoon."

"Looking for Mandy?" The door finally opened, behind was a black-haired girl wearing only a bra on her upper body, frowning and looking at the two of them, "He didn't say that he has any appointment in the afternoon."

Even so, she moved aside, and when she came to the living room, Adrian was a little surprised by the situation inside. Men and women in twos and threes hugged each other, making out on the sofa and making out unscrupulously in the corner, as if there was nothing at all. No one came in.

"Ed?" A voice came from the side, and when he turned his head to look, a man with a mustache and shirtless came out of the room, and he was still zipping his pants while walking. Then, a young woman walked out behind him, wearing only a bra and panties, she glanced at Adrian and went to the bathroom, with white marks on the corners of her mouth.

Adrian knew this woman, Elizabeth Mitchell, she was a fairly good TV actress and had acted in a few movies, but she didn't expect to be mixed with Mandy now. In fact, this is very normal. When we met, we made an appointment to have a meal, then came back to bed, broke up the next day and never saw each other again. This kind of thing is not a feature of Hollywood.

"I happen to have time, so I came to find you in advance." Adrian explained, scanning the living room before saying, "Why don't we go out and find a bar or coffee shop."

"No problem, the Avery bar two streets away, their gin is quite good." Mandy said immediately, he immediately noticed Charlize next to Adrian, and his eyes lit up: "This beautiful and beautiful Who is your miss?"

"My personal assistant, Charlize Theron; Charlie, this is Mandy Gale." Adrian introduced it, and said half-warningly after the two shook hands: "Don't think about her, Mandy Dee."

"Okay, okay, let's go." Mandy put on a few clothes and was about to leave, but Elizabeth came out of the bathroom angrily at this time.

"What the hell is going on, Mandy?" she asked with her hands on her hips, still looking fine in her bra and panties.

"Hey, what's going on?" Mandy spread her hands inexplicably.

"I said, don't fucking mess with my stuff anymore but what are those in the bathroom?" she asked screaming.

"Damn, how do I know what's going on, I'm going out now." Mandy waved his hand indifferently.

"Fuck you!" Elizabeth immediately gave him a middle finger, turned around and walked back to the room.

"Bitch." Mandy cursed indifferently, and then told Adrian and Charlize to leave.

At this time, this word was just a mantra, not a real curse, so even Elizabeth who entered the door didn't react when she heard it. Adrian also just shrugged, Charlize frowned but showed no other expression.

After coming out of the sea view apartment, they each drove to the Everly bar two streets away. After ordering two glasses of wine and exchanging a few pleasantries, the two began to talk about serious business. There was an episode in the middle, Charlize was stopped by the guard because she was under 21 years old - if it was the evening when the situation was hot, she might still be able to get in, but unfortunately it was afternoon. In the end, it was Adrian who guaranteed that she would not be allowed to drink, so she was allowed to enter the bar. ()