I’m in Hollywood

Virginia is a little excited, and according to the name, this is a movie with a woman as the protagonist. With Eric's current fame, if she can play the heroine, she will gain a lot of attention no matter whether the movie is good or bad in the end.

Eric, you mean...I...I...

The expectant look of the girl in her arms made Eric feel a little guilty: I'm sorry, Virginia, your temperament is not suitable for this movie, you are too charming. The heroine I imagined should have a pure temperament. And be a little sexy.

Virginia didn't seem to hear Eric's words, her soft body leaned forward, clinging to Eric's body, her hands gently swayed on Eric's body through the suit, and lifted the charming little girl. The face said softly: Eric, maybe we can find a room to discuss the script, I believe I have enough strength to play the role you said.

The girl exhaled like blue, and the small hand below gradually touched the vital part of the man, where she squeezed lightly.

For a moment, Eric really had the urge to agree to Virginia, but he was a mature man with strong self-control after all.

He understood that if he agreed to Virginia's suggestion and found a room to discuss, he would have to let her play the heroine. Although it is not uncommon to be ruthless in the circle, he is not that kind of person. Moreover, his foundation is shallow now. If he repents at that time, it will also be a trouble for him to fight against the girl.

Taking a deep breath, he gently pushed Virginia away again, and Eric said, Virginia, I'm really sorry, although Home Alone and Back to Seventeen have both been released one after another. I succeeded, but many people still doubt my ability, and I cannot afford to fail. If there is a role that suits you in the future, I will definitely consider you first.

The last promise was optional, Virginia was unmoved when she saw that she had revealed her biggest bargaining chip, Eric, and while admiring the boy's self-control, she no longer bothered. After a dance, when the two separated, Virginia still left Eric a business card.

Why, are you still reluctant to part? Drew came out of nowhere, holding Eric's arm and teasing.

Of course, I'm a normal man. Eric smiled.

Then you can go to her. I believe Virginia will not refuse to spend the spring night with you.

Eric shrugged: But there is a price to pay. I am poor now, with a net worth of five hundred and twenty-one dollars and seventy-five cents, and I can't even afford a luxury suite in the hotel.

Drew licked his lips with his small tongue, and rubbed against Eric: Eric, there is something here that doesn't need to pay any price, and it can be delivered to your door.

Eric couldn't help but tap on Drew's head again: A hairy goblin who is cranky all day, bad review, return it!

Drew rubbed his head with a painful cry: Eric, I strongly protest that you always knock on my head, and I'll bite you again, I'm serious.

While playing, James Brooks came over with a glass of red wine.

Hey Eric, how's it going with Mr. Barry Diller?

It's not bad, we have reached a preliminary agreement, and for the next year, the films I make will be distributed by Fox.

James raised his glass and said: Then, congratulations, Eric, I believe your cooperation with Fox will be very pleasant.

Eric brought a glass of red wine,

He raised his glass and said, I hope so too.

After taking a sip, James said, Eric, come with me, I'll introduce you to some people in the circle, and they'd love to get to know you too.

It's my honor. Eric happily followed James to the crowd.

Drew, who was beside him, suddenly thought of something, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly followed.

...

This is Mr. Richard Zanuck, who was the producer of Spielberg's Jaws.

Eric raised his glass and said, Hello, Mr. Zanuck.

Richard Zanuck, in his fifties, with a thin body and a fierce face, showed a kind smile at this time: Hello, Eric, nice to meet you. Oh, and little Drew, in a blink of an eye. She is already a big girl, don't mess around in the future, you should learn more from Eric.

Drew looked like a good girl at this time: I will, Mr. Zanuck, can I toast you a glass of wine?

Of course. The other party replied.

Drew raised the glass, but there was a glass of juice in it. The girl seemed to have just discovered it, and said embarrassedly: Oh, I forgot that I can't drink now, Eric, can you replace me?

Eric nodded with a smile, touched Richard Zanuck, and drank the remaining red wine in the glass.

After a few chats, James led Eric to the others.

These are all contacts that may be used in the future, so Eric cheered up and chatted with the other party, so he didn't notice that Drew always used various methods to make him drink more wine.

After turning around for more than half a circle, Eric finally found that he had drunk too much, and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.

Seeing this situation, James had to give up temporarily and continue to introduce other people to Eric: Eric, you are drunk, come here today, there will be opportunities in the future, I will let someone send you back.

Mr. James, let me take Eric home. Drew said quickly.

Drew stuck with Eric for one night, James subconsciously thought that Drew was Eric's girlfriend, did not realize what was wrong, nodded: Okay, Drew, remember to go back and let Eric drink more some water.

Druen snorted, found a waiter, and the two helped Eric to Eric's car in the parking lot.

Ms. Drew, do you need me to drive you back? the waiter asked politely.

Drew nodded, handed the car keys to the waiter, and opened the back door of the car by himself. Eric had fallen asleep in the back seat by now.

Drew squeezed into the back seat and sat down. He vigorously lifted Eric's head and put it on his lap. After explaining the address of Eric's house, the waiter nodded and started the car.

...

After paying the tip and sending the waiter away, Drew let out a light cry of joy and quickly returned to the bedroom.

Throwing off the high heels, Drew climbed directly onto Eric's big bed, looked sideways at Eric's sleeping face, reached out and touched it obsessively, and muttered: You can't run away now, you are now It's mine.

Lie down tightly against Eric, Drew's eyes kept swept around, this bedroom was filled with the warmest memories of Drew since he was sensible, remembering the last time he had a drug addiction, Eric was meticulous. Taking care of him, Drew felt that he should do something too.

He took off Eric's clothes with great effort, and only his shorts were left. Drunk people always look dead and dead, and Drew was a little out of breath after doing this. After covering Eric with the quilt, Drew went to the bathroom to find a towel, turned on the warm water and rubbed it awkwardly. After wringing it out, he returned to the bedroom and carefully wiped Eric's face.

In his sleep, Eric quietly let Drew do all this. After wiping his face, Drew knelt on the bed and looked at everything in front of him. He suddenly felt that it would be great if he could stay by his side forever. For him, She has worked hard to get rid of the drug addiction, and as long as he speaks, she can make any changes for him.

It's just that the precocious Drew didn't understand that Eric was not like the men she had met who were polite on the surface but full of nasty thoughts about him in his heart. He really didn't have much affection for himself. She even felt that Eric treated her like a daughter.

Although this kind of feeling is very warm, and she doesn't hate him from time to time to knock her on the forehead with a lesson, but this kind of relationship is not what she wants, so she doesn't want to be his 'daughter', um... If he wants to It is also possible to play some Play. But she wants to be his woman, she loves him.

Thinking of this, Drew was slightly excited. He threw the wet towel in his hand directly on the cabinet beside the bed, and stripped it naked. He lowered his head and looked at his exquisite figure with satisfaction, and then quickly lifted the quilt. Get into Eric's arms.

touch, touch, touch... touch, touch, touch... touch, touch, touch...

Under the somewhat ambiguous bedside light, in the bulging quilt, the industrious little bee was busy for a while, and finally stuck out her little head from the quilt in disappointment, her face was slightly red, and she was slightly panting. Some unwillingly glared fiercely at Eric, who was still sleeping, wishing he could rush to take a bite.

Don't they all say that men will be wild after drinking, why are they not very good when they are in front of this person?

The girl was going to forcefully eat a meal of overlords and make certain things into established facts, so that Eric would no longer treat himself with the attitude of treating his daughter. However, after a while of busy work, although the 'cutlery' responded, it always failed to reach the level of self-service.

Maybe next time, he should prepare some medicine to cheer him up. Drew, who was a little tired, turned his thoughts around depressedly, took Eric's arm to rest on it, changed a comfortable position, and leaned on Eric's chest. sleep soundly.