King of Hollywood

"Wait for me for ten minutes, no, twenty minutes." After telling the driver Glover, Charlize straightened her casual clothes, and then walked towards the brightly lit Melita Hotel with her small bag.

Bypassing the large number of reporters guarding the door, she entered the hotel through the side door, but was stopped outside the lobby.

"Your name is not on the list, Miss." said the waiter at the door.

"It is true that my name is not on the list, but I am Mr. Adrian Cowell's personal assistant. I need to see him for something." Charlize tried to explain, but no matter what she said, the waiter always believed in one thing: not on the list Cannot enter inside.

Charlize almost went crazy, but fortunately she found a familiar person passing by the door, and immediately stopped him: "Great, Laffer, can you help me convince this guy to let me in?"

"Charlie? What happened?" Laverne, who wanted to come out to breathe, recognized Charlize.

"Ed said that if the itinerary changes in the past few days, he must be notified as soon as possible. I just discovered a problem and may need to adjust all the itineraries, so I rushed over, but they didn't let me in." Charlize simply Said.

"I understand, then," Laverne turned his head to look at the waiter's badge, "Paul, listen to me..."

With Laverne's testimony, Charlize finally entered the party hall, but she walked all over the hall without finding Adrian's figure, but was accosted by many people.

"Mr. Claude," she finally found a familiar figure after a few minutes, "Hi, I'm Charlize."

"Ah, it turned out to be the beautiful Miss Charlize, is there anything I can do for you?" Claude, who was chatting with a woman, asked with a smile immediately, but immediately he thought of something, and his smile changed Unpredictable: "You are looking for Ed, right? He's not here, maybe you can find him upstairs."

Charlize raised her beautiful eyebrows immediately, and after looking at Claude for a few seconds, she said thank you, and then walked towards the stairs. The moment she turned around, she made an obvious eye-rolling movement.

Claude, who saw it in his eyes, chuckled twice in his stomach, and didn't take his attention back until the woman beside him called him.

"That is indeed a beautiful girl." The woman said with a smile, her eyes rolling and showing no other emotions.

"That's my best friend's personal assistant—by the way, where did we just talk about? Are Iguazu Falls and Niagara Falls right? I think..." Claude simply brought the topic back.

Charlize, who stepped onto the second floor, still couldn't find Adrian's figure after turning around several times. Of course, this had nothing to do with the large space on the second floor of the hotel.

"Do you want me to knock on the doors of the rooms one by one? To disturb him doing something...?" Charlize grunted annoyedly, and she decided that if she couldn't find anyone at the end of this passage, she would Just go back and forget about it.

As if God heard the complaint in her heart, Charlize finally heard Adrian's familiar voice at the end, but when she took a few steps to rush over to understand the matter as soon as possible, she walked two After taking a step, he suddenly stopped again, because Adrian was not the only voice coming from the corner.

"Okay, that's enough, Ed, I don't want to hear this, so be it, I'm going down, and I'm leaving."

"You know, Julie, you look really cute like this."

"Don't give me such sweet words, Ed, they don't work anymore... woooo..."

"...ah, still sweet and fragrant, I like your lips, Julie."

"You can save this and tell others, Ed, if you dare to do it without permission... woo..."

"Oh, it's so cute, if only I had a camera, I can take a picture of you now as a souvenir. Well, let's go to the room, don't worry, we don't do anything, just chat. "

"Please, Ed, please don't be like this, don't drag me in, you are illegally detained"

"Be good, Julie, let's talk calmly, and you'll be happy."

After the sound of kisses, quarrels, and ear-to-eye contact, finally there was a bang of the door closing. Charlize, who stood in the middle of the aisle, stood there for a long time, gritted her teeth and grunted heavily, then turned and walked in the direction she came and went without looking back.

I'm so dizzy to work for such a boss, Charlize thought angrily, scratching her hair. Look at the things he did in London, just went out on a date with a woman he didn't know, and then fooled around in the lounge with a woman he knew for a few days. As for now, just chatting? The devil would believe her to bet that after the "chat", he would definitely spend the night at another woman's house. Just a fucking asshole

"Drive, go back." After getting into the car and closing the door heavily, Charlize said angrily to the driver.

Glover glanced at her, said nothing, and started the car.

After putting down the car window and blowing the cool breeze for a while, Charlize finally calmed down. Well, there was no way she chose to apply for the job at Bosworth Films. At that time, she was in a very embarrassing situation. Although she was still working in a restaurant to earn money while she was studying and training, her savings were still increasing. few. Although her grades are good and she has a lot of internship experience, but for some reason, she is always rejected by different companies.

So, as time went on, she could barely afford the rent. Although her mother reassured her that they could find a cheap apartment, where else could it be cheaper? Black community in Queens?

Therefore, when Charlize saw the recruitment information of Bosworth Films in the newspaper, she immediately submitted her resume. She had indeed collected information about Adrian, and she also knew the amazing achievements of the man who sat on the bench and encouraged her to try new things, so she hoped that the current predicament might be improved because of this relationship.

As it turned out, Charlize was right. Adrian remembered her and gave her a well-paying job when she came to Los Angeles alone. It's just that she never expected that this handsome, talented and considerate man would have such a chaotic private life

Forget it, as long as he remembers to pay me on time. Charlize let out a long breath. Looking out of the car window, the motel she's currently staying in is coming up, and she can move out when she gets her salary this month.

"Thank you, Glover." Charlize said to the driver after getting off at the door of the hotel.

"Are you sure you don't need to use the car tonight?" the driver asked.

"Hmm... can you wait for me for a while? I left in a hurry before, and there are still some things in the room that I haven't cleaned up. I need to take a look first." For some reason, Charlize suddenly said this.

"No problem, but remember to notify me." Glover nodded.

What the hell was I thinking? Still worried about not notifying him immediately? It's not my fault, Charlize thought inexplicably as she walked towards the motel.

"Hey, Charlie, are you back so soon?" In the corridor on the second floor of the hotel, a thin black man greeted her with a smile, holding a long and slender thing that looked like hand-rolled cigarettes between his fingers.

"Things are settled, of course I'm coming back." Charlize responded, although this short black man likes to smoke marijuana and is a bit wretched, but overall it's not bad, at least better than some...

"Of course it's time to come back after the fun. Do you think those people will keep her overnight, Tad?" A somewhat sinister voice came from the next room, and then a young woman with heavy makeup came out and looked at Charlize. He made no secret of the disgust and hostility in his eyes.

"Come on, Maggie." Although the short black man named Tad was stunned from smoking marijuana, he still had some sense, but it was too late. After hearing Maggie's words, several people staying in the corridor Unanimously booed.

"It's okay, Todd." Although Charlize was talking to Todd, his eyes were coldly looking at the woman. She turned her head a little guilty, but immediately turned back to stare back at her.

It's not worth getting mad at a bitch. She said this to herself in her heart, and then went back to her room. Even so, Charlize was in a bad mood, and even she didn't know why. Although she has been ridiculed by a woman with similar words, she has never been so annoyed like tonight, and she always thinks of Adrian unknowingly.

Well, it's probably because... No, no, calm down, Charlie, don't think too much, Glover is still waiting to answer. Charlize rubbed the sides of her head, and then her heart moved slightly. Because Adrian reserved a room for her in the villa, she also has the key to the villa. Anyway, because of what happened just now, I don't want to stay here tonight, why not go to the villa? Ed obviously won't be staying there tonight, and when he comes back tomorrow morning, you can give him the itinerary as soon as possible, so that he can't blame anything...

After making up her mind, Charlize automatically filtered some things in her mind, packed up the remaining materials in the room, took them with her and went out.

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The night of carnival is finally over, and the aftermath of the Oscars is just beginning, for example, the Los Angeles Times, which came out the next day, used "Another Oscar night, sad Adrian continues his pathos" as an example. The headline of the front page; while the headline of the entertainment section of the "Washington Post" is dominated by a photo of Adrian walking out of the music center with his head down, looking dejected; as for the "New York Times", although the front page photos are all used It is a bust of several big winners, but the news about Adrian's "6 nominations and only 1 award" is also published in the most conspicuous position in the upper right corner.

Just like last year, the media once again overwhelmingly sided with Adrian, and it seemed even more intense than last year. After all, there are three movies a year with different styles, but they all received good reviews at the box office, but failed again at the Oscars. And Gui, no matter what, is worthy of sympathy—anyway, sympathy doesn't cost money, and it can attract attention for them. ()