Producer [American Entertainment]

After eating with Wendy, William realized that he seemed, seemed, probably forgot about his cousin.

Sabatino in the office didn't speak, nor did he blame William, but just looked at the documents in his hand as usual, with a normal look of "it's okay, I don't have to eat".

Normal shit!William's guilt was like a river against the current.He stood by the chocolate-like wooden door, embarrassed and uneasy, as if he came home late when he was a child, only to find that Mary's mother had not eaten and insisted on waiting for him, and his heart was about to be roasted with regret: "I promise this is the last once."

I will never forget you again, and if something really happens, I will call and report it.

Sabatino nodded. He still looked like an unshakable Buddha, but he finally felt less depressed. He only said one word: "Good boy."

Mr. Special Assistant delivered Sabatino's lunch, and thoughtfully prepared one for William. At that time, William thought it was a waste, and he was already full.As a result, er, let's just say, William learned a new word from his cousin, beautiful and delicious.The cousin is still the same cousin, but watching him eat is like looking at an oil painting, with a fragrant lunch, just looking at it makes you hungry again.

Mr. Special Assistant pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He still has this "foreseeing" ability.

After the second lunch, William was completely stuffed, which explained why there were stomach medicine and candies prepared in advance by Mr. Special Assistant next to his lunch plate.

"..."

With a round belly, William suddenly and stubbornly refused to take stomach medicine. He always felt that he was admitting defeat, which was tantamount to admitting that he was a child who didn't know how hungry he was.William no longer cared about his image, and lay down directly on the milky white sofa. The moment he sank into it, he felt as if he had seen heaven, and he didn't want to move at all.He whimpered and chirped like a lazy cat.

Sabatino seemed to be very used to this too. He naturally sat next to William's pale golden head, and while looking at the processing documents related to the follow-up of the protest, he let William rest on his thigh and raised his hand to rub William. little belly.

Tell the truth, Te!Don't!special!Don't!Shu!Clothes!

William didn't even think about it, under the bright afternoon sun, his spirit became more and more confused, the slits of his eyes became smaller and smaller, and later, as soon as he opened his eyes, it was time to get off work.

No words are enough to describe William's feeling of shame and anger at that moment.

Sabatino, who hadn't changed his movements from the beginning to the end, adapted well. He wiped the sweat from William's forehead, fed William a few mouthfuls of light salt water, and finally took off the cover for William. solid color throw blanket.William was speechless to find that the corner of the blanket was embroidered with his family crest and fancy English "Will.C" with gold thread, exactly the same as the one he used when he was in kindergarten.

"...I don't even want to know where this thing came from." William's expression was indescribable.

Sabatino was kind and generous: "Then let's talk about today's movie screening. How was the response?"

"Very successful!" Speaking of the job he likes, William immediately became energetic, and he happily described the performance of one of the senior executives.Without the blessing of scary sound effects, Blood Red managed to scare the experienced executive. Although the other party insisted that he was not scared, it is an indisputable fact that he was afraid to go to the bathroom alone that day.

Watching his own film achieve such an effect gave William an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.He finally has confidence in himself, he loves this line of work, he can do this line of work, and he can do it well.

"Of course you can do it, my dear, you are the best." Sabatino was never stingy with compliments to William, although, uh, it was more like coaxing a child.

William obviously likes this kind of thing. Apart from being unbearable when others treat him well, William has another shortcoming that he doesn't boast.Of course, it is limited to compliments from family members.Like Edward's father, the father and son would immediately tremble and be refreshed when they were praised.

For example, Mary's mother said: "You are really strong. Have you exercised recently? You can carry so many things without getting tired. It's great."

Edward's father would immediately smile "hehe", and continue to work as a bag carrier for his mother after all his illnesses disappeared, accompanying him to the shopping mall, running up and down the whole day, the kind of hard work.

William used to disdain his father for getting caught so easily, and felt particularly ashamed.Later, he found that he often became his mother's real doll for a day for no reason. At the last moment when the string called "reason" in his head broke, what he often heard was his mother saying: "Oh, my son. Damn, you are so handsome in this dress, the pose is well placed, why is my mother's baby so amazing."

That year, William was five years old.

Forget the past.When William came back to his senses, he and his cousin had already maintained a casual posture of sitting and lying down, and they really fished until they got off work.William's pressure was endless, he thought, maybe he should go to New York to meet director Armand earlier, so he can't go down like this anymore!

"Do you still want In-N-Out for dinner?" said my cousin.

"let's go!"

... Struggle or something, let's start tomorrow.

Before leaving work with Sabatino, Sabatino said the last thing of the day: "Your car in the UK has been completely refitted and shipped back to Los Angeles. I just had one drive to the company. The others are still in the marina warehouse in the port of Santa Monica, with your personal yacht. Shall I have them deliver the car to Beverly?"

William went to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked down, but couldn't see anything, the MGM skyscraper was still very tall.However, even if he couldn't see the shadow of the luxury car, William knew: "They don't belong to me, they belong to my father."

As we all know, Edward's father is a senior prodigal son, he is the real rich second generation, and William is at most a not-so-rich rich third generation who has not inherited much money.Edward's father can't do anything else, he is definitely a leader in spending money. He has cultivated countless money-burning hobbies since he was a child, and collecting sports cars is one of them.

It doesn't make sense for Edward's father to be poor about cars and rich about watches, because he likes both.

William has no interest in cars. As an alien who has experienced suspension cars, spaceships, and flying by himself, no matter what brand a land car is, it seems to William that it is just a land car.

However, William still expressed his great welcome to these luxury cars that traveled across the ocean.

because……

There is no need to raise money for William's first independent film in the future.

In fact, if all those cars were sold, it would be enough for William to make several big productions with an investment of over ten million.

Old Samuel just left the company at that time, facing the ostentatious sports car downstairs that attracted many people's attention, he snorted disdainfully through his nose.

Today's young people don't need to boast, the rich second generation is really the rich second generation.There is enough money to ship this car from the UK to the US, enough to buy a few more directly in the US, okay? !Check out what taste this is!So ostentatious!Damn it, labor and management really want this car, it's limited worldwide, and even if you have money, you can't buy it!Where the hell did William get it? !

Mr. Edward is proud and proud. I am a VIP of many luxury car brands. If I have money, I can be so cool.

After William went downstairs with Sabatino, he also saw the concept supercar.aston.Martin, a local brand of Gayton in the UK, has been focusing on limited supercars for 100 years, and it is the sports car brand that has been used the most times in the 007 series of movies.Edward owns the same series of every sports car 1978 has driven up to 007, even including an original version in the movie.

"Sean Connery is too handsome to describe in words." Wendy is a diehard 007 fan, "Even if Sean no longer plays 007, he will always be 007 in my heart."

"Want to drive it? I can lend you that one, it can really be driven, it's just..." The appearance is a bit earthy, in terms of William's aesthetics.

"No, no, it's a great honor for me to touch it!" Wendy said.anthomaniac.White said, "Wait, you have the original?! The original from the movie? The original that Sean Connery actually touched, acted in and drove?"

William nodded. Isn't that obvious?

Wendy finally couldn't help screaming, her behavior didn't attract much attention, because many female employees of MGM had the same behavior as her.

"Do you want me to give you a ride? Although this is not a 007 series sports car." William is always very generous to his own people.

"No need, BOSS, I still have some things to do." When Wendy said this, she gritted her teeth a little bit complacently, and her emotions were very complicated, but her main target was obvious - standing not far away. Secretary Jiye in the crowd.

"Well, I'll drive that one another day to fulfill your wish." William got into the car with a smile, and said to his cousin, "Hey, want me to take you for a ride?"

It's like the kind of dandy who is very common on the streets of New York and London, driving a supercar and casually flirting with beautiful women on the side of the road.

Sabatino got into the car calmly: "Santa Monica, thank you."

Yiqi Juechen, in the roar of the unique rhythm of the supercar, the two brothers disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Leave a common thought for those present, the world of local tyrants is really difficult to understand.

Wendy puffed her chest out, like a white peacock ready to fight, she deliberately found a colleague from the mail room in the crowd, a gossip lady who could talk a little bit: "Hey, Ann, I didn't pay attention just now To you, how are you doing recently?"

"Obviously, of course it's not as good as you," An said excitedly, "Is that the big boss's car just now, or your boss's car?"

"My BOSS. His car has been in the UK before, and he is willing to drive the car he is used to driving. Before that, even if he wanted to share the car with his cousin, he was not willing to let it go." Wendy's voice Neither high nor low, just enough to ensure that everyone around her can hear.

"You would never have guessed that some time ago in the company, there were rumors that your BOSS is actually just a poor boy with a reputation, and he has no background to pretend to be a fake tiger. How ridiculous, I mean, he is the cousin of Lexenbra No matter how poor you are, how can you be so poor? I firmly believe that the Lesenbra family, even the gardener, earns more than me. But it was really rumored before that you have a nose and an eye. Why do you say that your boss has nothing to do with the big boss? Very indifferent; the blood red crew has no money, if your BOSS is really rich, can you donate generously? What else can you see him eating In-N-Out, the cheapest set meal."

Wendy shrugged: "Get along coldly? Then what did I just see? My BOSS is rich, so it must be related to whether he gives money to the crew? The crew doesn't belong to him, it's just logical. In-N-Out is true. Yes. But this is probably the difference between people with real background and ordinary people? They can afford tens of millions of cars, and they can also eat a few dollars in hamburgers. Strange taste, huh?"

Ann giggled: "It's not surprising, my dear little Wendy, rich people always have personality, this is personality."

When you have money, even eating roadside stalls is a kind of chic; when you have no money, eating expensive French food is nothing more than pretending to be a prince in a dragon robe.

Wendy fully understood this sentence during the short day she returned to MGM.

In the days when William was no longer, Jiye did not try to find trouble for William, but he did, but was easily KO.

Wendy glanced at Ji Ye with disdain, people's words are scary, so you have to really believe your rumors!