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Josie left through the back door of the lounge.

She felt slightly out of breath, accompanied by less obvious symptoms of racing heart and trance.

At this time, Josie didn't know the seriousness of the matter, she just thought it was the result of the recent continuous work or the hypoxic environment in the lounge, so she wanted to take a rest, so she didn't go directly to the parking lot. Instead, he chose to turn halfway to a garden cafe on the middle floor of the building.

The cafe has already closed, and the empty garden is only lit with a few low-power outdoor lights, hidden under the bushes. The wind does not see the fire that belongs to California during the day, but a slight coolness, which just blows away the The scorching heat that radiated from the Tianling Gai made people heave a long sigh of relief.

The security team was split in two, one driving to the parking lot and the other guarding their employer not too far away.

Josie sat on the steps in a daze.

Very rarely, she asked her bodyguard Jason for a cigarette, lit it between her fingers, and stared at the orange-red fireworks without moving.

Jason walked back to the shadow behind Josie, and used a wireless headset to keep in touch with other colleagues from time to time to ensure that she would not be disturbed by anyone.

No, maybe right now.

The misty gray-white smoke was blown away by the wind in front of her eyes. Under the cover of the bushes, Josie followed the sound and looked in the direction of the footsteps, only to see a figure walking in this direction in the distance.

The silhouette was probably that of a man, with a hoodie and a dark top of hair faintly visible.

Bang, bang, bang—

He was throwing a small ball in his hand.

"boss?"

Jason beside him was asking her if she needed to block this person from approaching.

Josie paused and waved her hand.

At this time, the man had come closer to Josie, about five meters away, but due to the angle and light, he had no idea that there were other people beside the thick bushes on both sides of the garden.

The ball bounced on the ground again and again.

After about [-] or [-] jumps, the man suddenly threw the ball away with an "Aww" and couldn't help cursing: "Disgusting! Bastard! Fuck it!"

After scolding, he took a few deep breaths, as if he wanted to vent his anger in this way.

The only thing left in the air was the man's overly obvious panting.

After another ten seconds, the panting stopped, and suddenly the man murmured to himself: "Why, she is friends with this kind of scum, I can't believe it... No. More importantly, now, What should I do? Is he really going to lose my job? Just because I punched him before he tried to touch my ass? Well, he just kicked me out of the party...although I wouldn't Love it here."

A man, perhaps a boy, is more appropriate.

Because his voice is really very young, and it sounds with a distinct British accent, confusion, chagrin, and childish vulnerability.

So, choose a job, or endure being sexually harassed by a man?

Josie moved the corner of her mouth, and suddenly became interested in listening.

"This is Hollywood?"

"I thought I already had the role, so now they can replace me for this crap?"

"Oh my god! I really love this character and StarCraft, I flew to America at my own expense to audition, and I really beat everyone, didn't I?"

The boy's problems followed one another, and it was clear that his relatively innocent personal world had just been hit head-on by the big dye tank of Hollywood.

"—Is this really what I want?"

Three "really" in a row, he couldn't bear to squat down with his head in his arms, as if he could temporarily escape everything he suffered tonight.

Isn't Hollywood supposed to be the city of glitter?

Why is there such a disappointing dark side hidden under the spotlight, which almost shattered most of his long-term vision for this place and this industry, and also made him fall unsuspectingly from the paradise where he just got the role. I don't know how to move forward.

He let out a long, faint sigh.

At this time, a familiar ball flew out of nowhere and hit his furry head.

"pain--"

The boy exclaimed, and was about to find the culprit who disturbed him, when he heard a female voice from under the tree not far away, asking: "Good evening, boy, I just heard that you may die soon because you refuse the unspoken rules." About to lose your job, is that right?"

The boy who was asked stood up first, and then subconsciously raised his head to look in the direction of the sound. Across a row of neatly manicured bushes, he could only find a backlit silhouette and a little fireworks jumping in the opponent's hand.

It was this raising of the head that completely exposed the boy to Josie's sight——

Under the moonlight, his face was very clear.

A pair of big Bambi-like eyes, round and bright, are slightly panicked at the moment;

Ancient Greek sculpture-like contour lines, broad forehead, straight nose, well-proportioned mouth shape, and even the chin has an extremely charming groove.

Just such a face is enough for people to understand why he was chosen.

Because of his unique handsomeness, inexperienced youthfulness, and slightly clumsy innocence, he formed a very recognizable face.

Contrary to the youthful look on his face, his body shape is exactly that of a real man.

Nearly six feet tall, with wide shoulders and a wasp-waisted inverted triangle figure, wearing a very ordinary dark hoodie and jeans, which is a bit rough for an actor's profession, but with the addition of that face, he wears out of the vicinity The poster in the AF store looks like a male model.

No need to ask.

The first time she saw him, Josie knew the role this person got in the "Queen of Blades" crew, because the script was suitable for this young and handsome man, and there was only one role.

Valerian Mengsk, the son of script villain Arcturus Mengsk, will be the second head of the Empire of Man in a possible sequel.

I have to say, this casting is very suitable.

The crux of the problem is, how dare someone use her movie to extend a sinful hand to this poor little lamb in front of him?

In the darkness, Josie's slender fingers rested lightly on the cigarette, and the subtle expressions on her face were almost unreadable, making it impossible to peek into her inner emotions.

In just a few seconds, the boy put away his previous gesture, and said politely and with a sense of distance: "I'm sorry that I may have disturbed you unintentionally, ma'am, but I don't think this problem should have anything to do with you."

He felt that this female voice seemed familiar.

But this alone did not give him the urge to confess his heart to strangers.

Josie didn't mind, and just reminded the other party: "You can send an email, Tianji Films has a comprehensive punishment plan, especially for such sexual harassment and unspoken rules, even if it is attempted."

Well, even if he didn't say it, she seemed to have heard it all...

The boy scratched his head in distress.

He squeezed the little ball and muttered in a low voice: "It's too embarrassing, I'm a man—"

To be touched by another man?

It was a nightmare!nightmare!

"Boys don't mind being touched on their butt?" He heard the female voice ask back, with a serious tone.

"It's not exactly." The boy simply found a step and sat down, putting his hands on his knees, "Can you understand? I'm pretty good-looking and I exercise well, so occasionally there are ladies Whistle at me, too—wait, why am I saying this to you!"

"Okay." At this moment, Josie put out the cigarette in her hand and asked, "What's your name?"

"Henry. My name is Henry," the boy replied.

After several minutes, there was still no voice from the mysterious woman under the tree. He couldn't help but walked over to have a look, but the entire garden was deserted.

If Henry didn't know very well that he wasn't drunk tonight, he might think that everything he just encountered was just a dream.

But isn't this really a dream?

The next morning.

Eve took her little assistant, Melody, and knocked on the door of the cliff villa.

Josie's two assistants, Debbie and Ella, are already in place. Makeup artist Michelle Baker is confirming with the brand publicist the makeup look for the gown on the red carpet premiere of "The Trap 2". Baker's assistant is Lay out the tools they brought one by one, and wait for Josie, who is doing the fitting today, to appear.

Eve greeted everyone, glanced at the time on her watch, and asked a little strangely: "Hey, where is our dear robot lady?"

"The boss came back in the middle of the night last night and called the doctor, feeling a little unwell." Eve who answered was Jason who was in charge of the security team. He winked and motioned for Eve to come with him, "She had a drink at the tree house lounge. A sip of added wine, it looks like Angelina Jolie asked someone to order it, but before we found out that something was wrong, the other party took the initiative to find someone to contact the boss. While confessing the incident, he also stated that he was framed of."

Eve's cat-like eyes widened, she curled her lips and said "Wow", noncommittal, she just asked, "What happened? How is Josie's condition now?"

"DAMA." Jason said, "The intake is very small, so there should be no addiction, but she still wants to go to Princeton for a detailed examination as soon as possible."

"I will arrange it." Eve nodded.

Knowing this, the top public relations expert in the industry instantly felt relieved.

On the one hand, Eve has heard that Josie's intake should not be addictive, so correspondingly, the trouble becomes much easier to deal with;

On the other hand, Eve herself dabbled in these things as early as college days, until a few days ago, she had a few mouthfuls at the party, and didn't think it was a big deal, at most it was too exciting and exciting. Unable to control own behavior.

The general public has a high degree of acceptance of DAMA.

But for Josie, this is one of her bottom lines that must never be touched. This big star who has always been well-educated and hardly swears was furious immediately.

"Call the police." While sitting there letting Michelle Baker put on her makeup, Josie informed Eve about how to deal with this matter, "Whether it's Angelina Jolie or whoever, I don't care, this person must be punished."

She is in a very bad state today, her eyes are red, her lips are slightly dry, and she doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

Eve secretly observed Josie's face, and did not agree, but asked hesitantly, "What if it's really Julie?"

Josie glanced at Eve from the mirror, crossed her arms, and sneered, without answering the obvious question.

"Okay. I understand what you mean." Eve shrugged and spread her hands, "But have you ever considered that "Queen of Blades" will be re-cast and the progress will be slowed down, which means that it has not yet been officially announced." A lot of money has been spent to start filming."

"So?" Josie raised her eyebrows and asked back, "Aren't you really going to let me endure what happened last night for the so-called 'win-win'?"

Her tone was dangerous.

"You know, I'll always be on your side." Eve raised her hands in surrender, "But you give me at least twelve hours to make some public relations plans."

"Eight hours." Without doubt, Josie continued, "There is one more thing. Find time to chat with Lucy. There have been a lot of rumors about my sexual orientation in the city recently. I find it strange that we The public opinion monitoring did not discover it first, but let an informant in Lucy's hand get the news."