Hollywood Hunter

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In the morning, I was woken up by the faint knock on the door, and after dazedly refused a few words, I fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, a ray of sunlight came in through the gap in the curtains and just fell on the head of the bed. He waved his hand to drive away the annoying light, and suddenly remembered that there was still something to do this morning, and immediately lost sleepiness.

I touched the alarm clock on the bedside table and glanced at it, it was 8:50.

This alarm clock should be fine, right?

He shook it in his hand and pressed it to his ear again.

click, click, click...

So he slumped back into the pillow and struggled for a while, but he still had to face the reality.

Picking up the phone by the bedside and dialing a series of numbers, after connecting, he put on a sullen tone and claimed that he was not feeling well.

I escaped from work smoothly, and my mood became very good.

Still can't help thinking.

It would be better if it could go on like this.

There is such an opportunity.

It's just that what she wants is true freedom, not being a man's secret.

He sighed secretly.

The changing mood dropped again in the blink of an eye.

Some dressed and washed mechanically, left the bedroom, and when they came downstairs, they happened to meet the girl who likes to wear a ponytail and came out of a room with a stack of documents. When she saw her, the girl greeted her politely: "Ms. Kinski ,Good morning."

Glancing at the door behind Jennifer, she nodded, "Morning, where's Jenny?"

Jennifer came over and said, "She went shopping and will be back around noon. Do you want breakfast?"

"Well, thank you."

"follow me."

Came downstairs and sat down in a small dining room. Jennifer brought a breakfast and put it in front of her and said, "Ms. Kinsky, just put the cutlery here, you can call me if you have anything. "

Watching Jennifer leave, Natasha Kinski picked up the cutlery and started eating slowly. The villa seemed very quiet, but she inexplicably enjoyed this feeling.

certainly.

It would be better if there were housekeepers and maids.

That man, who can buy such a big house at will without hiring a servant, is a weird guy.

There is also the matter of lodging.

I don't know how to get him to let go, alas, trouble.

Now that the morning work has been dismissed, there is no need to leave in a hurry. Filling her stomach, Natasha Kinski remembered the situation when she went downstairs, so she came to a door on the second floor and raised her hand to knock.

Getting a response, he pushed the door and walked in.

A very large study, more than 200 square meters, there are many easels in the room, so it looks a bit like those art classrooms in the university.

Seeing her come in, the man behind the desk who was typing on the keyboard just nodded and turned his attention to the computer screen again. She didn't make a sound either, pacing like a cat, admiring the movie concept on the easel one by one. picture.

Batman.

She still knows this.

only.

Burning bats, overturned heavy trucks, exploding buildings, ruined cities... Can these all be achieved in a movie?

Before she knew it, she came across his desk and glanced at the man who was focusing on work. She dragged a chair, turned upside down on the back of the chair, and looked at him curiously for a while, before finally saying, "You can do this in this study. It's unique."

Simon continued to type a string of words on the keyboard without raising his head, and said, "The advantage of having money, I said that I wanted some easels, and they sent a car, and the study was big enough, so I left them all. Now. By the way, as a film festival judge, don't you have something to do?"

"I was going to attend a premiere in the morning, but I got up late and pushed it away."

"The organizer will definitely consider a judge like you carefully next time."

"It doesn't matter," she reached out and picked up a few pages of drawings from the desk and looked at it, "Is there really such a good billionaire who doesn't go out to fight criminals every night?"

"In reality, probably not."

"Definitely not, just like the "Patti Hurst" we watched during the film review, the girl was kidnapped, not only did not become a hero, but was assimilated by the kidnapper. She is already an adult. By comparison, I don't think a kid who sees his parents killed would aspire to be a vigilante unless he's not normal anymore."

Simon raised his eyes and looked at the woman opposite, and said, "Your judgment is very accurate. I also think that Gotham is a lunatic asylum, whether it is Batman or the Joker, no exception. The difference is that Batman is unable to extricate himself. What people think is right, the clown can't help but do what people think is wrong."

"Oh."

Natasha Kinski responded casually, apparently not too interested in Simon's point. Simon didn't care either, and continued to type characters on the keyboard.

The two were silent for a moment, Natasha Kinski looked at the man across the desk, and suddenly said, "What about you? Westeros, what kind of person are you? I heard you interrupted once. Five people's legs."

"justifiable defense."

"I'm not asking that."

"I refuse to answer that kind of question."

"Okay," Natasha Kinskey

Jiu looked at Simon and said, "Then, what kind of person do you think I am?"

"Is there a reward for answering correctly?"

"If the answer is wrong, you can lend me this place to live."

Simon glanced at Natasha Kinski's glamorous face at the peak of a woman's beauty, and said casually, "You are a person who lacks a sense of security."

"Um."

"Because of the lack of security, you like men older than you. You want to be attached, but you pursue independence and fear becoming a vassal."

Natasha Kinski's eyes froze for a moment, and then she said indifferently, "What else?"

“You crave attention, but you don’t feel like you care. So, when you really become the center of attention, you become very anxious and often act inappropriately. So in the eyes of many people, you His temper was a little withdrawn and eccentric."

Natasha Kinski stared at Simon and stopped talking.

Simon did not stop, and continued: "This is actually a self-destructive tendency, perhaps a childhood experience, you feel that you are an unfortunate person, you feel that the whole world is not worth cherishing, even if it is destroyed, it doesn't matter. You are too Small, you can't destroy the world, you can only destroy yourself. If I guess right, you like to steal things, and you haven't changed that habit even after you became famous."

Feeling the slightly playful smile at the corner of Simon's mouth, Natasha Kinski pursed her lips, took out the pen she had just picked up when she took the sketch from her trouser pocket, and threw it in front of Simon: "Okay, you caught it. , what are you going to do?"

"This, your skills are still good. I just guessed and didn't catch it." Simon smiled and pushed the pen back, saying, "If you like it, you can take it. I rarely use a pen."

Natasha Kinski picked up the pen and threw it directly on Simon, a little annoyed and said: "Westeros, you are such a bastard."

Simon caught the pen that flew over and said helplessly, "Ms. Kinsky, maybe you should leave. I'll have someone take you back."

Natasha Kinski sat still, still staring at Simon, and said, "You guessed everything right, so, what reward do you want, do you need me to accompany you to bed?"

"Unfortunately, I have no interest in a woman who is in a state of self-destruction."

"Oh, are you really not interested?"

Natasha Kinski said, stood up and started unbuttoning her shirt.

Seeing this situation, Simon calmly saved the manuscript he just wrote and turned off the computer.

Then run away.

Crazy women can't be provoked.

Who knows if the critical moment will really bite.

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