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Chapter 424
the other side.
Debbie briefly told the story on the way. Paris, the Hilton heiress, immediately knew what she should do. She picked up her mobile phone and made a call, contacting the family leader of the hotel.
However, just as they walked out of the corridor, Eve's phone call came.
"Listen, I'm going to the door of your lounge soon." Eve's breathing was rapid, and she was trotting all the way on her five-inch high heels, "You are a hero in the eyes of many people now, and you must not Any gossip related to unspoken rules, even the possibility must be eliminated... So, leave everything to me, you need to go back to the party, and, Steven Spielberg wants to talk to you, I got him in the lounge of the Morton Hotel in 10 minutes. That's way more important than Henry Cavill."
In the executive suite of the Hilton Hotel, Henry still refused to open the door of the bedroom, Melody stood outside the door very worriedly, and Eve could already tell what he had been raped just after listening to Melody's description.
Should this kid be unlucky or lucky?
Unfortunately, with so many people at the party, he was the one who was recruited; fortunately, he chose to save himself instead of letting things go.
Vanity Fair is full of stories of innocent young people who quickly degenerate, but it doesn't mean that people don't appreciate tenacity and unyielding courage, even though Eve herself is unwilling to admit it.
Eve said, "I see. Before the drug is metabolized, the drug will only make his nervous system more and more excited, as if he has become an omnipotent superman, with a bunch of messy fantasies in his head, messing with him." It’s not good, I’ll still wear underwear outside.”
Melody became even more worried, and asked seriously: "So, does he think he can fly?"
"Superman can definitely fly." Eve's tone was taken for granted, with habitual teasing, "But the hotel windows have safety locks, so he shouldn't be able to fly out."
Melody scratched her cheek and asked hesitantly, "There is no movement inside now, Henry should be okay?"
"Want to know? It's not easy—" Eve sneered, and took out a spare key that just came along. "There are always more ways than difficulties, my dear."
Henry Cavill is not sober anymore.
Eve unlocked the door with the key and found him in the attached bathroom.
Under the dazzling cold white light source, he closed his eyes tightly and immersed himself in the bathtub filled with cold water, as if he wanted to use this method to resist the attack of the medicine.
I have to say that this sculptural face is really breathtakingly beautiful.
His almost transparent white skin was stained crimson, the tip of his nose and chin were dripping water, the wet thin shirt was clinging to his body, with a subtle divine beauty, entangled with the opposite sinful lust clear.
Perhaps because he heard the sound of someone coming in, he barely opened his eyelids a little, and in the blue eyes that were clear to the bottom in the past, there was a dim but scorching light surging at this moment.
But the moment he saw the person coming, the light quickly cooled down.
Eve covered the eyes of her little assistant, Melody, and pulled her out of the door, cursing in a low voice, "Oh, hell, is his manager here? Is it a man or a woman?"
She bets the guy wouldn't want another woman seeing him like this right now.
Melody said weakly: "Dani Garcia, she is Dashi Johnson's wife."
"Well, it's a woman again. Anyway, if I don't go in, you are not allowed in either." Knocking on the door, Eve asked, "Henry, are you okay?"
There was no sound from inside the door, not even the sound of water.
Eve leaned against the door and continued: "Henry?"
"I'm fine." Henry's voice was low and hoarse, with a touch of indifference, "Leave me alone."
After the words fell, he completely submerged himself in the water again.
at the same time.
The Morton Hotel executive lounge where the Vanity Fair party took place.
Josie was sitting next to the famous Hollywood director Steven Spielberg and said, "What they mean is that without unspoken rules, people will only see poor acting skills and poor appearance in Hollywood film and television works in the future." Ordinary celebrity second generation, or rich second generation who play for money? This is too ridiculous, Steven, I don't think you will agree with this point of view."
"I can't control everyone." Steven Spielberg didn't want to talk about this topic, and sighed: "Let's get straight to the point, Josie, on behalf of a group of people, I hope this farce will stop in moderation. You have succeeded, Josie, they are concerned about your fame and status, the entertainment of the gods, and even more concerned about the black notebook in your hand, so as long as the price is within a reasonable range, they are willing to stop this war."
Who can guarantee that the bottom of his butt is really clean?
Especially when these people are either still in power or old enough to enjoy their old age, no one wants to leave Hollywood or be in the headlines in the most disgraceful way that Harvey Weinstein did.
Josie understood what Steven Spielberg meant, and asked in a strange tone: "They want the black leather notepad in my hand?"
"To be precise, it is to destroy it." Steven Spielberg nodded, "This thing is so terrible, you may not realize its real lethality."
He had no doubt that there were people willing to take the risk for it.
Josie couldn't help but look at Steven Spielberg a few more times, and found that he also seemed to believe in the so-called "black notebook", and finally understood why the enemy this time seemed not as crazy as she thought. up.
Of course, it is more likely that she is already strong enough.
When she first entered the industry, a David Geffen made her have to deal with it, struggling to survive under the cracks of various forces, but what is the current David Geffen?
The former Big Three of DreamWorks, one was indirectly sent to prison by her, the other was directly used as a mascot by her, and the last and most legendary one was sitting in front of her in an approachable manner at the moment, even waiting for her answer with some trepidation .
She is already standing at the top of this pyramid.
She can do whatever she wants, can't she?
But for some reason, David Geffen's disgusting old face flashed in her mind. Josie suddenly woke up from the delicate state just now, and when she looked at Steven Spielberg in front of her again , the last bit of scrutiny and arrogance is gone.
"Just a notepad?" Josie asked cautiously.
"No." Steven Spielberg sighed again, but still organized his language, and said: "Three conditions for peace talks. First, you must ensure that the name on the notepad will not be revealed in any way; Second, Tenshen-Universal no longer exclusively monopolizes your film contract; third, you must appropriately reduce your shareholding in Tenshen Entertainment Group."
Speaking of this, Steven Spielberg observed Josie's still calm and focused expression, and felt a little surprised, but he also took it for granted.
If she was really like an ordinary person who turned pale with fright or became irritable after hearing these conditions, she wouldn't be the Josie Howe who defeated David Geffen and Jeffrey Katzenberg paused.
So Steven Spielberg took a deep breath and continued: "In exchange, we old guys will agree to your new rules and trial list, whether it is Fox or Disney, everyone will bow to you Pride."
"That sounds good. But just before I came over, someone attacked my people again." Josie didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "Steven, how can I trust them?"
Steven Spielberg clearly didn't expect this.
But he was not prepared to waste time on this matter, saying only: "You should be aware that not everyone wants the peace talks to succeed."
Josie fell silent.
It took about two minutes before she said, "Well, I agree. I don't trust them, Steven, but I want to trust you."
Steven Spielberg left with a satisfied answer.
Shortly after he left, another voice came from the dimly lit lounge: "You really trust Spielberg?"
This person seemed to have been sitting in the shadows in the corner, or seemed to just appear quietly.
"Believe it?" Josie drank the remaining tequila in one gulp and put down the glass, "To be honest, Eli, I don't even believe you."
It is very foolish to pin your hopes on others.
Obviously, Eli McCullough also agreed with this point of view, so he didn't feel unhappy because of Josie's words, but raised his amber eyes and silently looked at the brunette by the bar.
Her profile was slender and thin, like the petals of a flower that is easily hurt, but in fact she was a woman with a heart of stone.
This is good.
At least it's better to let others hurt than to suffer alone.
Eli felt relieved and said, "They want you to reduce your shareholding, which fits in with our plan to acquire Marvel."
"However, I have a hunch that this merger will not be so easy." Josie got off the high stool, and gently smoothed the hem of her skirt while talking, "Forget it, leave it to Shirley Lansing and Harvey Brown. Spector. I paid them that much. When I finish "I, Robot", I need to take some time off and rent a luxury yacht to drift in the Caribbean. Don't ask me if you have anything to do Don't look for it."
By the time Josie reappeared, the party at Vanity Fair had passed its busiest time.
So she didn't stay any longer, but moved to the Hilton Hotel with the "Secret" crew and her little friends to attend the celebration party held by Tianshen Entertainment.
With the end of the internal strife, the three film companies Universal Pictures, Tianji Pictures and DreamWorks Pictures have entered the first honeymoon period. Jeffrey Katzenberg no longer has the publicity he had at this time last year, and made a symbolic appearance Then disappeared.
Shirley Lansing's promotion is just around the corner, Tom Rothman has become the director of the film and television department of Tianshen Entertainment, and Josie's first assistant in Hollywood, El Kazel, is in charge of the group's network department. Looks too young.
Brittany Murphy showed up with her Universal Music exec's fiancé, looking in good spirits after her critically acclaimed performance in "Mile 8" last year, looking to transition from rom-com sweetie to acting group;
Brad Lanfro is still filming in Canada. After the blood exchange therapy recommended by Dr. House, his physical and mental state has been good in recent years. There is a faint second Leonardo DiCaprio the voice of
The pair of Robert Downey Jr. and Susan Levine are still sweet. The troublesome characters who once caused headaches have completed a Hollywood-style prodigal return. The top ten good men created by the PR company are the last and the best. A critical step: a child;
Nicole Kidman, who won the Oscar as she wished, and her friend Naomi Watts came together. The two Australian beauties added a bit of color to the whole party, especially Nicole's state as if she had just divorced Tom Cruise On that day, she was so radiant;
But Leonardo next to him was a little drunk, clamoring to go to the hottest nightclub in the city to continue the carnival, Josie pushed him back to the sofa with one hand, and held her hand reluctantly. Let it go, completely forgetting that I still have a few parties tonight.
"How much did Leo drink?" Josie couldn't help asking.
"Who knows." Paris shrugged, and looked at Chris on the other side of Josie with a half-smile.
Chris touched the tip of his nose subconsciously, feeling dizzy as well.
"I don't know, I drank too much." He leaned his head on Josie's shoulder, "Let his bodyguards take him away."
After hearing this, Paris almost didn't laugh out loud.
So much fun tonight.
Not long after Josie left, the two started a secret rivalry, which turned into a drinking competition for some unknown reason. They drank one glass after another, as if they forgot that there was a photographer in charge of taking pictures at the Vanity Fair party.
Forget about Chris, he has always been Josie's loyal fanboy, and he was successfully upgraded to a date before, and he is one step away from an official relationship announcement.
But what about Leo?
As one of his countless ex-girlfriends, Paris has never seen such a naive side of him, which made her feel lucky that the two broke up early, but also couldn't help but gloat.
Oh, for God's sake!
How could the arrogant Mr. DiCaprio be jealous of a young man who is almost inferior to him?And according to Paris's observations, he obviously hadn't thought about why he was jealous, or even realized that he was jealous.
To be honest, the national CP of the Ofuna couple, even Paris was crazy about them in the movie when she was young, but after entering Hollywood and really getting in touch with Josie and Leonardo in reality, she did not Thought it was possible for them to come together.
Leaving aside how chaotic Leonardo's private life is, Josie's side is obviously focused on her ever-expanding media empire. Even falling in love is just a tonic in her spare time. The two of them seem to be incompatible with each other. electronic product.
Even if they did try to date, Leonardo could bear his unprecedented status gap in this romantic relationship?
Paris was looking forward to this very much, and immediately gave a gag order to the friends who were playing together tonight, waiting to see Leonardo's good show.
Debbie briefly told the story on the way. Paris, the Hilton heiress, immediately knew what she should do. She picked up her mobile phone and made a call, contacting the family leader of the hotel.
However, just as they walked out of the corridor, Eve's phone call came.
"Listen, I'm going to the door of your lounge soon." Eve's breathing was rapid, and she was trotting all the way on her five-inch high heels, "You are a hero in the eyes of many people now, and you must not Any gossip related to unspoken rules, even the possibility must be eliminated... So, leave everything to me, you need to go back to the party, and, Steven Spielberg wants to talk to you, I got him in the lounge of the Morton Hotel in 10 minutes. That's way more important than Henry Cavill."
In the executive suite of the Hilton Hotel, Henry still refused to open the door of the bedroom, Melody stood outside the door very worriedly, and Eve could already tell what he had been raped just after listening to Melody's description.
Should this kid be unlucky or lucky?
Unfortunately, with so many people at the party, he was the one who was recruited; fortunately, he chose to save himself instead of letting things go.
Vanity Fair is full of stories of innocent young people who quickly degenerate, but it doesn't mean that people don't appreciate tenacity and unyielding courage, even though Eve herself is unwilling to admit it.
Eve said, "I see. Before the drug is metabolized, the drug will only make his nervous system more and more excited, as if he has become an omnipotent superman, with a bunch of messy fantasies in his head, messing with him." It’s not good, I’ll still wear underwear outside.”
Melody became even more worried, and asked seriously: "So, does he think he can fly?"
"Superman can definitely fly." Eve's tone was taken for granted, with habitual teasing, "But the hotel windows have safety locks, so he shouldn't be able to fly out."
Melody scratched her cheek and asked hesitantly, "There is no movement inside now, Henry should be okay?"
"Want to know? It's not easy—" Eve sneered, and took out a spare key that just came along. "There are always more ways than difficulties, my dear."
Henry Cavill is not sober anymore.
Eve unlocked the door with the key and found him in the attached bathroom.
Under the dazzling cold white light source, he closed his eyes tightly and immersed himself in the bathtub filled with cold water, as if he wanted to use this method to resist the attack of the medicine.
I have to say that this sculptural face is really breathtakingly beautiful.
His almost transparent white skin was stained crimson, the tip of his nose and chin were dripping water, the wet thin shirt was clinging to his body, with a subtle divine beauty, entangled with the opposite sinful lust clear.
Perhaps because he heard the sound of someone coming in, he barely opened his eyelids a little, and in the blue eyes that were clear to the bottom in the past, there was a dim but scorching light surging at this moment.
But the moment he saw the person coming, the light quickly cooled down.
Eve covered the eyes of her little assistant, Melody, and pulled her out of the door, cursing in a low voice, "Oh, hell, is his manager here? Is it a man or a woman?"
She bets the guy wouldn't want another woman seeing him like this right now.
Melody said weakly: "Dani Garcia, she is Dashi Johnson's wife."
"Well, it's a woman again. Anyway, if I don't go in, you are not allowed in either." Knocking on the door, Eve asked, "Henry, are you okay?"
There was no sound from inside the door, not even the sound of water.
Eve leaned against the door and continued: "Henry?"
"I'm fine." Henry's voice was low and hoarse, with a touch of indifference, "Leave me alone."
After the words fell, he completely submerged himself in the water again.
at the same time.
The Morton Hotel executive lounge where the Vanity Fair party took place.
Josie was sitting next to the famous Hollywood director Steven Spielberg and said, "What they mean is that without unspoken rules, people will only see poor acting skills and poor appearance in Hollywood film and television works in the future." Ordinary celebrity second generation, or rich second generation who play for money? This is too ridiculous, Steven, I don't think you will agree with this point of view."
"I can't control everyone." Steven Spielberg didn't want to talk about this topic, and sighed: "Let's get straight to the point, Josie, on behalf of a group of people, I hope this farce will stop in moderation. You have succeeded, Josie, they are concerned about your fame and status, the entertainment of the gods, and even more concerned about the black notebook in your hand, so as long as the price is within a reasonable range, they are willing to stop this war."
Who can guarantee that the bottom of his butt is really clean?
Especially when these people are either still in power or old enough to enjoy their old age, no one wants to leave Hollywood or be in the headlines in the most disgraceful way that Harvey Weinstein did.
Josie understood what Steven Spielberg meant, and asked in a strange tone: "They want the black leather notepad in my hand?"
"To be precise, it is to destroy it." Steven Spielberg nodded, "This thing is so terrible, you may not realize its real lethality."
He had no doubt that there were people willing to take the risk for it.
Josie couldn't help but look at Steven Spielberg a few more times, and found that he also seemed to believe in the so-called "black notebook", and finally understood why the enemy this time seemed not as crazy as she thought. up.
Of course, it is more likely that she is already strong enough.
When she first entered the industry, a David Geffen made her have to deal with it, struggling to survive under the cracks of various forces, but what is the current David Geffen?
The former Big Three of DreamWorks, one was indirectly sent to prison by her, the other was directly used as a mascot by her, and the last and most legendary one was sitting in front of her in an approachable manner at the moment, even waiting for her answer with some trepidation .
She is already standing at the top of this pyramid.
She can do whatever she wants, can't she?
But for some reason, David Geffen's disgusting old face flashed in her mind. Josie suddenly woke up from the delicate state just now, and when she looked at Steven Spielberg in front of her again , the last bit of scrutiny and arrogance is gone.
"Just a notepad?" Josie asked cautiously.
"No." Steven Spielberg sighed again, but still organized his language, and said: "Three conditions for peace talks. First, you must ensure that the name on the notepad will not be revealed in any way; Second, Tenshen-Universal no longer exclusively monopolizes your film contract; third, you must appropriately reduce your shareholding in Tenshen Entertainment Group."
Speaking of this, Steven Spielberg observed Josie's still calm and focused expression, and felt a little surprised, but he also took it for granted.
If she was really like an ordinary person who turned pale with fright or became irritable after hearing these conditions, she wouldn't be the Josie Howe who defeated David Geffen and Jeffrey Katzenberg paused.
So Steven Spielberg took a deep breath and continued: "In exchange, we old guys will agree to your new rules and trial list, whether it is Fox or Disney, everyone will bow to you Pride."
"That sounds good. But just before I came over, someone attacked my people again." Josie didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "Steven, how can I trust them?"
Steven Spielberg clearly didn't expect this.
But he was not prepared to waste time on this matter, saying only: "You should be aware that not everyone wants the peace talks to succeed."
Josie fell silent.
It took about two minutes before she said, "Well, I agree. I don't trust them, Steven, but I want to trust you."
Steven Spielberg left with a satisfied answer.
Shortly after he left, another voice came from the dimly lit lounge: "You really trust Spielberg?"
This person seemed to have been sitting in the shadows in the corner, or seemed to just appear quietly.
"Believe it?" Josie drank the remaining tequila in one gulp and put down the glass, "To be honest, Eli, I don't even believe you."
It is very foolish to pin your hopes on others.
Obviously, Eli McCullough also agreed with this point of view, so he didn't feel unhappy because of Josie's words, but raised his amber eyes and silently looked at the brunette by the bar.
Her profile was slender and thin, like the petals of a flower that is easily hurt, but in fact she was a woman with a heart of stone.
This is good.
At least it's better to let others hurt than to suffer alone.
Eli felt relieved and said, "They want you to reduce your shareholding, which fits in with our plan to acquire Marvel."
"However, I have a hunch that this merger will not be so easy." Josie got off the high stool, and gently smoothed the hem of her skirt while talking, "Forget it, leave it to Shirley Lansing and Harvey Brown. Spector. I paid them that much. When I finish "I, Robot", I need to take some time off and rent a luxury yacht to drift in the Caribbean. Don't ask me if you have anything to do Don't look for it."
By the time Josie reappeared, the party at Vanity Fair had passed its busiest time.
So she didn't stay any longer, but moved to the Hilton Hotel with the "Secret" crew and her little friends to attend the celebration party held by Tianshen Entertainment.
With the end of the internal strife, the three film companies Universal Pictures, Tianji Pictures and DreamWorks Pictures have entered the first honeymoon period. Jeffrey Katzenberg no longer has the publicity he had at this time last year, and made a symbolic appearance Then disappeared.
Shirley Lansing's promotion is just around the corner, Tom Rothman has become the director of the film and television department of Tianshen Entertainment, and Josie's first assistant in Hollywood, El Kazel, is in charge of the group's network department. Looks too young.
Brittany Murphy showed up with her Universal Music exec's fiancé, looking in good spirits after her critically acclaimed performance in "Mile 8" last year, looking to transition from rom-com sweetie to acting group;
Brad Lanfro is still filming in Canada. After the blood exchange therapy recommended by Dr. House, his physical and mental state has been good in recent years. There is a faint second Leonardo DiCaprio the voice of
The pair of Robert Downey Jr. and Susan Levine are still sweet. The troublesome characters who once caused headaches have completed a Hollywood-style prodigal return. The top ten good men created by the PR company are the last and the best. A critical step: a child;
Nicole Kidman, who won the Oscar as she wished, and her friend Naomi Watts came together. The two Australian beauties added a bit of color to the whole party, especially Nicole's state as if she had just divorced Tom Cruise On that day, she was so radiant;
But Leonardo next to him was a little drunk, clamoring to go to the hottest nightclub in the city to continue the carnival, Josie pushed him back to the sofa with one hand, and held her hand reluctantly. Let it go, completely forgetting that I still have a few parties tonight.
"How much did Leo drink?" Josie couldn't help asking.
"Who knows." Paris shrugged, and looked at Chris on the other side of Josie with a half-smile.
Chris touched the tip of his nose subconsciously, feeling dizzy as well.
"I don't know, I drank too much." He leaned his head on Josie's shoulder, "Let his bodyguards take him away."
After hearing this, Paris almost didn't laugh out loud.
So much fun tonight.
Not long after Josie left, the two started a secret rivalry, which turned into a drinking competition for some unknown reason. They drank one glass after another, as if they forgot that there was a photographer in charge of taking pictures at the Vanity Fair party.
Forget about Chris, he has always been Josie's loyal fanboy, and he was successfully upgraded to a date before, and he is one step away from an official relationship announcement.
But what about Leo?
As one of his countless ex-girlfriends, Paris has never seen such a naive side of him, which made her feel lucky that the two broke up early, but also couldn't help but gloat.
Oh, for God's sake!
How could the arrogant Mr. DiCaprio be jealous of a young man who is almost inferior to him?And according to Paris's observations, he obviously hadn't thought about why he was jealous, or even realized that he was jealous.
To be honest, the national CP of the Ofuna couple, even Paris was crazy about them in the movie when she was young, but after entering Hollywood and really getting in touch with Josie and Leonardo in reality, she did not Thought it was possible for them to come together.
Leaving aside how chaotic Leonardo's private life is, Josie's side is obviously focused on her ever-expanding media empire. Even falling in love is just a tonic in her spare time. The two of them seem to be incompatible with each other. electronic product.
Even if they did try to date, Leonardo could bear his unprecedented status gap in this romantic relationship?
Paris was looking forward to this very much, and immediately gave a gag order to the friends who were playing together tonight, waiting to see Leonardo's good show.
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