Hollywood Hunter

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When she woke up in the morning, it was already more than seven o'clock. Sabina Freeli came to the bed in a dark blue silk nightgown, pushed open the bedroom window and leaned on the window sill to look out.

This is a bedroom facing south on the second floor of the villa.

Looking around, this Italian-style neoclassical villa is located at the highest point of a rolling hill in the southern suburbs of Florence. The villa has three floors. The light gray quaint appearance complements the rough stone walls around it. There are many other large and small manors scattered in the field of vision.

Judging from the terrain, the north side of the villa should overlook the entire ancient city of Florence.

Obviously, it was very likely that this place was once the residence of a nobleman. It is a pity that the monarchy was abolished after World War II, and the aristocracy in Italy has generally declined, and replaced by many capital upstarts that have risen with the recovery of the Italian economy.

Compared with the large tracts of farmland on the outskirts of other cities, the surrounding area of ​​this manor still maintains the original state of bushes. It is not difficult to imagine that the surrounding large tracts of land should also be privately owned.

Sabina Freili was curiously speculating about the price of the manor when someone knocked on the bedroom door.

Opening the door, Sabina Freili saw Sophia Fisher appear outside the door neatly dressed. The well-cut white shirt and beige trousers made her look a little more capable of a strong woman in the workplace.

"Good morning, Miss Freely, breakfast is ready, do you want to come with me?"

"Oh, okay, I'll change my clothes," Sabina Freeli nodded, remembering the pajamas on her body, scratching her neckline unnaturally, and continued: "Also, you are early too, Ms. Fisher. ."

With a smile, Sophia watched Sabina Freili take off her pajamas when she returned to the big bed, and said, "Don't worry, you can wash up first, or take a shower. In addition, I have already sent your car to me. The repair shop will be repaired at noon. However, it will probably cost a lot of money."

Sabina Freili was about to change into last night's dress, when she heard that, she picked up her clothes and walked to the bathroom. When she heard about the car, she glanced at Sophia with a guilty conscience, and said, "Thank you, Ms. Fisher."

Sophia kept smiling, she gestured slightly, and said, "Then, the restaurant downstairs."

Half an hour later, Sabina Furelli came to the dining room, and everyone sat at the table.

It's just that Simon Westeros had already eaten breakfast and was sitting at the dining table flipping through a thick stack of native Italian newspapers, holding a pencil in one hand, occasionally drawing in circles.

The pony-tailed female assistant named Jennifer was still taking small bites of food. She just greeted her lightly, then lowered her head and began to eat again. Because her hair was tied up, the female assistant showed a gleaming white like jade on her head. 's neck. Sabina couldn't help but take a few more glances. She was a standard black-haired Latina girl with a hot body, but her skin was wheatish, so she envied Jennifer's fair skin.

After saying hello, Sabina Freili took the breakfast that Sofia handed over, and ate the same small bite, looking for opportunities to have a few words with Westeros from time to time.

But I no longer have any expectations.

Everything went well last night, at least she thought so. Unexpectedly, there is another woman beside Simon Westeros, and she is a woman who is very jealous. Last night until she was taken to the guest room by Sophia, the female assistant stayed by Simon Westeros' side and didn't give her a chance.

Sabina Freeli had fantasized that Westeros might come to her bedroom late at night, but that didn't happen until dawn.

In addition, the relationship between the more mature Sophia Fisher and him is obviously not very ordinary, otherwise, this woman should not live here.

He is also said to have an official girlfriend.

The current situation is, um, what a philanderer.

Thinking of this, I feel that I should still have a chance, as long as the other two women leave.

However, the difficulty seems to be a bit big.

Thinking so wildly, after breakfast, Sophia put away everyone's cutlery. She wanted to help, and noticed that his female assistant was still sitting in the distance, and inexplicably raised some competing thoughts, but also sat still.

The atmosphere in the restaurant could not help but be a little stalemate.

Until Sophia appeared again, smiled and said to Jennifer, "Jenny, can you help me pack my luggage? I'm not sure if there is anything missing."

Feeling the faint ridicule hidden in Sophia's tone, Jennifer's face turned a little red, so she had to get up and walk out.

After the two women left, Sabina Freili relaxed a little and looked at the man who was still flipping through the newspaper. He had nothing to say: "Simon, are you leaving Italy?"

Simon looked up at the woman, nodded and said, "Yeah, I'll leave in the morning."

Sabina Freili was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's really a pity."

"It's nothing, there will definitely be many opportunities to come here in the future."

"Oh," Sabina Freeli asked quickly and boldly, stroking her fingers on the table top, "Then, can I still see you?"

"There should be a chance."

Simon picked up a pencil to mark an article, and glanced at the stunner across the table again.

Actually, he didn't know everything about the actress.

As far back as I can remember, Sabina Furelli played a 42-year-old **** in one of his favorite Italian films, "City of Beauty," performing every night at her father's club. That's a 2013

The film in 2008, directed by the famous Italian director Paolo Sorrentino, also won the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film. Simon was impressed by the many characters in the film as well as the carefully chosen soundtrack.

The current Sabina Freili should be twenty-four or five years old, at the peak of the beauty of a Latin girl. However, Simon still prefers the seductive silhouette of 'Ramona' licking the back of his hand when dancing in "The Beautiful City".

Seeing that Simon didn't speak, Sabina Freely took the initiative to find another topic and asked, "Simon, is this house yours?"

Simon didn't answer her question this time, but instead asked, "Can you dance?"

"I, um, know a little bit."

"Learn to dance when you have time," Simon made another mark on the newspaper in front of him and said, "If you have a chance next time, show me the dance."

Sabina Freili's eyes lit up and said, "Next time, when?"

Simon shrugged and said, "I don't know, maybe, there is no next time."

Sabina Freili felt a little confused, but she took it down seriously.

After sitting with the man in the restaurant for more than an hour, Simon finished flipping through the thick stack of more than a dozen local Italian newspapers. Sofia and Jennifer went back to the restaurant again and told Simon that the luggage had been packed and they could leave.

Simon gave Sophia a memo he had just written while reading the newspaper, and said, "Help me collect information about these people or companies. In addition, I have marked some news in these newspapers. You can make newspaper clippings when you have time. , and the same will be true of news about this list in the media in the future."

Sophia agreed, and everyone left the restaurant together.

The bodyguard had already driven and waited outside, and Sabina Freili also followed. Seeing a group of people getting into the car, she wondered if she should take the initiative to say goodbye. According to previous indications, there seems to be no one else in the villa. It's just that you can't go back to the city by yourself, right?

Noticing her embarrassing situation, Sophia took the initiative to say before getting in the car: "Miss Freili, you can stay here first, I will be back soon."

After the two cars drove out of the manor in turn, Sabina Freili returned to the villa, feeling the quietness around her, inexplicably becoming more curious, and wandering around the villa like a cat on her feet.

There were at least seven or eight rooms on each floor of the three-story villa. She finally found the entrance to the basement, but most of the doors were locked.

Florence Airport is not far from the southern suburbs. In less than an hour, Sophia came back again, but not alone, but also brought some entourage, to be precise, five young girls in their early twenties.

Sabina Freili looked at the girls whose appearance and temperament were not inferior to her. She felt a little inexplicable, and even had some unharmonious associations. Sophia just skillfully ordered a few girls to start cleaning the villa. She I brought some tools to the restaurant myself.

After walking into the dining room together, Sabina found Sophia sitting down at the table, still using scissors to cut the next page of news according to the mark Simon made on the newspaper, and then pasting it on a blank bound book with sixteen openings.

After watching silently for a while, Sabina Freili tentatively said, "Ms. Fisher, do you need my help?"

Sophia looked at her, nodded and said, "Okay, you can help me cut out the news that Simon has marked."

Sabina Freeli took the scissors Sophia handed them over and picked up a newspaper. This is Corriere della Sera, one of the largest circulation newspapers in Italy. Although it has the name of an evening newspaper, it is actually a morning newspaper.

The most important news on the front pages today is undoubtedly the news that Giuseppe Tonadore has won the Palme d'Or for Cinema Paradiso.

Sabina Freili originally thought that Simon Westeros would mark this important news, but the truth was dollars. After careful inspection, she finally found a page of news that was marked, but it was about Maserati. Sabina Freili knew about the luxury sports car company and read it curiously. The news was that Maserati was in trouble and might seek a sale in the future.

Why flag such a news?

Does Simon Westeros want to buy Maserati?

He does have that power.

only.

Sabina Freili thought for a while, but still couldn't figure out any clues, so she had to cut out the report seriously and hand it to Sophia next to her.

Sophia took the news, glued it to the newspaper clippings, read it carefully, and compared it to the memo with a long list of lists left by Simon before he left.

Seeing the long list of lists on the memo, Sophia felt inexplicably a heat flow in her heart.

Fiat.

Armani.

Ferrero.

Prada.

Maserati.

Agnelli family.

Silvio Berlusconi.

...

...

Some of these lists are already well-known in Italy, some are just upstarts, and some are still unknown.

Sophia didn't have Sabina Freeli's doubtful feeling. Seeing this list, she could clearly feel some kind of strong aggression.

The aggressiveness of Simon Westeros.

Sophia is absolutely sure that if given the chance, Simon will definitely make a move to these lists on the memo, just as Westeros bought a lot of them.

Tech company stocks do. The continued recovery in other sectors of the tech-heavy North American stock market in the past two years is a clear testament to Simon's foresight.

Now, Sophia can realize that the little man is no longer satisfied with this.

Or, he has never been satisfied with just letting his investment grow rapidly, he should always pursue endless rapid expansion. To be precise, it may be to invade the world, or to dominate the world.

Such ideals may only exist in fantasies for many others, but he has really been doing it.

Since its birth in 1986, in less than three years, the industries under the name of Westeros Company have involved the three major fields of media, technology and fashion, and the growth rate of each company has exceeded that of many established families for hundreds of years. It is not difficult to imagine that as long as this expansion rate continues, that young man will definitely create an unprecedented miracle of wealth, far exceeding the former Morgan or Rockefeller.

Thinking of this, Sophia couldn't help but regret it.

Perhaps, she should have been more active last night, eating this little man first, instead of silently waiting for him to take the initiative. The little man seemed to take little initiative, he just took everything for granted.

"Ms. Fisher?"

A voice beside her interrupted Sophia's musings. She came back to her senses and found that Sabina Freili had handed over several newspaper clippings.

Packing up her mind, Sophia began to paste these newspaper clippings seriously, and asked casually, "Florence is not the film and television center of Italy, Sabina, why are you here?"

"I just finished shooting a movie, just over there in the eastern suburbs, and I happened to be in Florence for a few days. I got the invitation to the party last night from the crew." Sabina Freili explained, watching A girl flashed by outside the restaurant, and asked curiously, "Ms. Faisy, are they all maids in this villa?"

"Forget it," Sophia nodded and said, "However, this is only a part-time job. They are all students of several universities in Florence."

"Oh," Sabina Freili nodded and added, "I also tried to include the National Film Academy a few years ago, but unfortunately I failed, so I could only try to enter the entertainment industry directly. Unfortunately, in this circle in Italy, It's really hard to develop in Italy, especially for actresses, because Italy doesn't have many opportunities for actresses at all."

"So, you want to go to Hollywood?"

Sabina Freili looked over expectantly and said, "Ms. Fisher, can you help me?"

"I can't help you, Sabina, look at the outside, they are no worse than you in any qualifications. However, you are much ahead of them, at least, you have met Simon, although they serve this manor , may also know that the owner of the manor is Simon Westeros, but it is difficult to have the opportunity to meet Simon."

Sabina Freeli stopped cutting the newspaper and asked tentatively, "So, what should I do next?"

Sophia smiled, shook her head and said, "I don't know, maybe, you should expect him not to forget you."

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