Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

Chen Zhao and Sha Lan were sitting at the door of the outdoor coffee shop. Chen Zhao said with disgust: "It's just a cup of three-dollar coffee, and you want me to put in a good word for you? Isn't it too cheap?"

"You want to blackmail me?" Sha Lan looked at Chen Zhao with disgust.

"Whatever you think." Chen Zhao took a sip of coffee.

"I will remember you! Just wait for me." Shalan stood up angrily and left.

Chen Zhao looked at Shalan's back and extorted a cup of coffee, which was not bad.

Chen Zhao was about to get in the car when a voice came: "Are you Mr. Chen?"

Chen Zhao turned around and realized that he had met him when he was buying a car last time, but he had forgotten his name.

"Who are you……"

"I'm Paris, don't you remember me?"

"Oh, Paris, I remember."

Paris saw the car behind Chen Zhao: "Mr. Chen, is this your car?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"Didn't you buy that Aston Martin DB11 AMR in our store?"

"Haha... I didn't buy it. In fact, I just bought it for others. I can't afford such an expensive car." Chen Zhao smiled.

In an instant, Paris's enthusiasm was extinguished. She glanced at Chen Zhao and lost any interest.

"I have something else to do. I'm leaving now. Goodbye." Paris waved her hand and turned around to leave without waiting for Chen Zhao's answer.

I originally thought that this Asian was a diamond king, but I didn't expect that he was just a pauper.

Paris was extremely disappointed. Although she had little money, she looked down on the poor.

Paris returned to her car and the phone rang.

"Hey, Paris, where are you now?"

"I'm on my way home." Paris heard the call from her boyfriend and responded impatiently: "Come back quickly, change your clothes, and get ready."

"What to do? What to prepare?"

"I received news that the great director Mr. Steven is casting for a new movie."

Paris raised her eyebrows: "Is there a role suitable for me?"

Although she is not an actress and has never acted, there is no girl in Los Angeles who does not dream of becoming a star, and Paris certainly does too.

"No."

"Then what should I prepare? What can I prepare?"

"Although there is no role for you, I heard that the heroine has been selected and the crew is now looking for a replacement for her. I showed your photo to the assistant director of the casting. He was very satisfied, but he wanted to do it himself Give you an audition.”

"You mean, let me be the heroine's stand-in?" Paris thought for a while and hesitated.

After all, the stand-in definitely doesn't have front-facing shots or close-ups. If that's the case, what's the point?

"That's right." Paris's boyfriend said very excitedly: "If you are familiar with the heroine, maybe you can find me a role through her."

Paris finally understood. After working on it for a long time, her boyfriend just wanted to find opportunities for himself instead of really thinking about himself.

"I still have my own job. If I become someone else's stand-in, what will happen to my job?" Paris said.

"Why are you so selfish? Why can't you think about it for me? If I can get a role, even a small role, I can become famous with this opportunity. As long as I become popular, you won't have to work at all. I I can support you.”

"But so far, I have been raising you." Paris said.

"It was different in the past. How could those small directors in the past compare with Mr. Steven? That was Steven!"

It may be different for the male protagonist and the female protagonist, but it's the same for someone who can't even get a passerby in a small director's work.

Paris didn't even know how she fell in love with this loser in the first place.

Nothing but unrealistic dreams.

And every time he went to the set for an audition, he was kicked out nine times out of ten.

Then he came back and yelled, saying that those directors didn't understand his talent and his performance.

All the money he spent on food, clothing, housing, and transportation were all his own, as well as the money he spent on smoking marijuana.

"Paris, listen to me, as long as you get this job as a stand-in, you will be paid $50,000, and I will be able to buy a new car by then."

Paris's heart moved, fifty thousand dollars, this price is really not low.

But can a stuntman be paid such a high salary?

As for the words about her difficulty, she didn't pay attention at all.

A rice insect who does nothing but relies on himself and despises his own car.

Back home, Paris' boyfriend Rocco couldn't wait to urge Paris to change clothes and put on makeup.

"Change your underwear to something sexy," Rocco said.

Paris turned her head sharply and looked at Rocco: "What did you just say?"

"What?" Rocco's eyes flickered.

Paris noticed that Rocco's eyes were evading: "Is this really an interview?"

"Paris, please help me, just this once. Please, this is fifty thousand dollars."

"Get out, get out!" Paris was furious.

Although she is not the kind of woman who restrains herself, this does not mean that she is willing to be betrayed by her man.

This good-for-nothing man completely subverted her perception of shamelessness.

As for the thin Rocco, he was beaten back repeatedly by Paris. The drugs had already emptied his body.

"Paris, listen to me..."

In a rage, Paris threw Rocco and all his belongings out of the house.

"Paris, please forgive me...please forgive me..." Rocco was still knocking on the door.

Paris took out the pistol from the drawer, opened the door and pointed it at Rocco's head: "Get out, never show up in front of me again."

Rocco was frightened to death and quickly begged for mercy: "Paris, I'm going, I'm going, don't be impulsive."

After watching Rocco dragging his rags away, Paris closed the door again.

Back inside, Paris noticed the business card on the table.

Do you want to give it a try?

What if I'm lucky enough to be selected?

That’s $50,000!

It was just a blink of an eye with your eyes closed.

The feeling is different when it comes to the choices you make.

At least Paris hated the feeling of being betrayed by her man.

If the assistant director's conditions are good, he might still be able to rely on him.

After thinking for a moment, Paris picked up the phone.

"Hello Mr. James, I was introduced by Rocco, my name is Paris..."