Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

The Wayne Old House is located in Bristol on the outskirts of Gotham. It is a well-known attraction that every tourist will go to.But now, the huge building was burnt to nothing, and the whole building was in ruins.

It is said that Mr. Wayne Jr. transferred all his property to the housekeeper Alfred before he went on a trip, but probably no one would really recognize the latter as the owner of the Wayne house.

After the incident, the media lamented that little Wayne was lucky: that day was clearly his birthday party, and not only celebrities from Gotham City, but also distinguished guests from other cities attended the party.It is said that Master Wayne became "unconscious" before drinking a few sips of wine that day, and said a lot of offending words in a daze, driving all the guests out of the manor, and the manor caught fire immediately.

The humiliated guests all criticized his frivolous behavior when they went out that day. When the manor was burned, they became frightened again, discussed, sighed, beat their chests and feet, and shook their heads. I found out, "I played golf with Thomas Wayne many years ago", "I was a classmate with Old Wayne when I was young", and even "Although I have never met Mr. Wayne, I have admired him for a long time." "Extremely", vowed to stand in the position of the elders, the position of invincibility, and throw doubts at Little Wayne from all directions like snowflakes.

Why would you speak wild words on an occasion like a birthday party?

Why so carelessly burn down a mansion with the memories of their fathers?

Why are you still talking and laughing happily after the incident, as if you are not affected at all?

Thousands of words converged into one accusation: How can there be such a prodigal son in the world, who has completely lost the face of the surname "Wayne"!

From everyone's point of view, this incident was Bruce Wayne's fault, and this "everyone" of course also included the female agent Maha Dakshir and the assistant.Maha has never supported the relationship between the cash cow under him, and of course he has to make a big fuss when he finally seizes this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He can't wait to stick to the cash cow's ear and yell that Wayne is not a good match, and the little assistant frequently Help out on the sidelines.

Jennifer listened indifferently at first, but as she listened, she heard this sentence: "If the Waynes are still alive, I don't know how disappointed they will be—"

"Amanda!"

Jennifer threw the script on the coffee table and snapped.

The reprimand seemed to have finally woken up the little assistant who was so excited. She shrank her neck and closed her mouth immediately.

Jennifer took a deep breath: "Okay, if you say if, I'll tell you if. If the Waynes were still alive, Bruce wouldn't need to face so many accusations. He might need some guidance from the elders on the board, but he certainly doesn't need to." Pointing and pointing from those irrelevant people. During the half a year I was with him, everyone was pointing fingers at him, other people don’t know him, so I still don’t know him?”

The little assistant pouted, not daring to say any more.

Maha looked at this and then at that: "What are you going to do? He treats you well materially, but those scandals... After the manor was burned, the public opinion about him is one-sided, why not take this opportunity -"

She didn't say any more.Jennifer interrupted her shaking her head: "I'm going to Gotham tomorrow."

Maha was not very surprised, but just reminded: "There will be an exclusive interview at 3 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Jennifer said, "Wait a minute. Do you think reporters won't ask me that? Or, do you think other people won't make a big fuss about it? Do you think I should take this opportunity to talk to him?" Break up, I know you are doing it for my own good, but if you think about it carefully, is it really appropriate to break up at this juncture?"

"Of course not." Maha shrugged, "The popularity of "Wild Challenge" is so high, the media's discussion of you has already focused on your ability, why should we turn their attention to the lowest level of gossip? ?In Hollywood, only the most incompetent and most boring people need to hype their feelings, the unfamous get the famous ones, and the unexposed ones get exposed ones.”

Jennifer just showed a smile.

"You're right," she nodded, "so, not only will I not break up, but I will also help to get this matter over."

***

The next morning, Jennifer packed her bags and boarded a plane to Gotham.

Although she wrapped herself up tightly, because of her reputation, people still cast suspicious glances along the way, and she didn't relax until the car drove to the outskirts of Gotham.

But when the car went deep into the wilderness, she didn't have much time to think about being disturbed by people. Originally, she could already see the magnificent scene of the manor from this angle, but now she could only see some crooked fragments, some scorched and broken walls. In the distance, it seemed that someone was walking on the ruins.When she arrived at the private land, the driver Maha hired did not dare to drive further, so she got out of the car and walked inward.

A few workers wearing hard hats were walking through the ruins and found that they had an extra companion. One of them nodded shyly at Jennifer, while the other's eyes lit up and his lips squirmed, looking very pleasantly surprised.If it wasn't for the old butler's elegant English accent, he would probably come forward to ask for a group photo and autograph

Under Alfred's command, the workers could only pretend not to see the actress, and worked together to move the charred building debris to the truck.The muffled sound of bricks colliding with the floor of the car was heard far and wide in the open field.

"Alfred." Jennifer walked over.

"Ah, Miss Davis." Alfred immediately showed an appropriate smile, "I haven't congratulated you in person, it's an amazing feat to successfully complete the challenge in the Pacific Ocean."

Jennifer thanked her and asked again: "What's going on? I heard that something happened to the old house as soon as I came back."

Alfred showed a worried look.He glanced not far away, and for a moment, his eyes coincided with those of him standing on the stairs on the stormy night: "It's just a small accident, I'm afraid Master Wayne always doesn't know what is enough is enough, and it's also my fault that I happened to I am seeing off the departing guests." Even though he said this, there was not much sense of blame in his tone, as if he was trying to excuse his young master.

Jennifer nodded understandingly and followed his gaze.

About tens of meters away, Bruce Wayne was standing beside a large rock talking to the workers.He was wearing very homely casual clothes, and his hair was combed back meticulously, allowing the sun to hit the angular face unobstructed.Anyone who faced such a dilapidated scene would be extremely distressed, but he smiled and seemed indifferent, as if what happened was not something terrible and bad, but something very good.

Jennifer felt weird in her heart, so she said to the old housekeeper who was still waiting: "Go and do your work, I'll go and see him."

After the other party left gracefully, she turned and walked towards Bruce.

Walking along this road, while observing these ruins, while thinking about the appearance of the old house before it burned down.After walking a few steps, she squatted down at a corner, reached out to wipe off the floating ash on the ground, and frowned.

It was reported that Master Little Wayne set fire to the living room after he was drunk, and the traces of burning in the corner gave a completely different answer.There are multiple independent fire points in this small corridor alone, which is consistent with the characteristics of arson, but judging from the traces, multiple fires broke out at the same time; judging from the direction of spread, it was not the living room that caught fire first.

In other words, Bruce had to get drunk, then leave the living room, and set fire to several places in the house within a very short period of time.Large-section wooden materials are not easy to burn, but now they are completely burned, which only shows that after the fire broke out, no one tried to do anything to deal with the newly ignited flames.

She was puzzled, but she didn't show the slightest bit on her face.

"Jenny?"

Just then, Bruce saw her and interrupted her thoughts with a greeting.Jennifer looked up and saw a bit of astonishment flashing across his face. "Jenny, I didn't know you were coming."

She raised her eyebrows: "Of course I want to see what's going on. I just took a long trip and you burned the house down."

Bruce smiled awkwardly.He quickly walked a few steps over to pull her up, glanced casually at the corner of the wall: "Why are you looking so engrossed?"

"It's nothing." Jennifer subconsciously said, "Look around, there was an interview today, Maha helped me push it to three days later, when the reporters will definitely ask about you and Wayne's old house, you have to Give me something to talk about."

Bruce stared at her, momentarily speechless.After a long while, he hesitated and said embarrassingly: "Actually, I don't know what happened. I drank too much and drove away all the guests.... I didn't know anything after that." .”

"How many drinks can bring down our Mr. Wayne?" Jennifer didn't believe it.

"I don't like them," Bruce said. "You know those people. They didn't come to celebrate my birthday at all. They just used Wayne's name to glorify themselves."

So your old man drove them all away in a rage, and even burned the house down in anger, okay.

Jennifer raised her eyebrows, half-believing. "Then what are you going to do now?"

"The damage to the manor...is my fault. I plan to rebuild the manor exactly as before. If you want, you can stay with me tonight to look at the drawings." Bruce replied.He showed his signature smile, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, it would be difficult for him to face this expression.

Jennifer sighed.The doubts in my heart were slightly suppressed, but the other party's expression was downplayed, and those blue eyes were like beautiful glass beads, which made people upset.

Her face darkened: "Because of your affairs, the reporters chased after me for interviews every day. Stay overnight? Go stay overnight with your underwear models!"

This was said without hesitation.

"Wow!" Bruce raised his eyebrows and smiled flatteringly, "Underwear models? Where are there any underwear models? Don't believe those gossips, what entertainment impurities, what gossip tabloids, there is only enough to be used as toilet paper in the manor."

Then you really have a lot of toilet paper in your house.

Jennifer shook her head calmly, turned and walked to Alfred.