King of Hollywood

Chapter 200 It's a coincidence, a coincidence

"If you think building block toys are not suitable, I can recommend this latest Winnie the Pooh to you. It is quite cute and big enough for a 2-year-old child." The pretty saleswoman said courteously.

"Then this is it." After looking around, Adrian finally decided to have this Winnie the Pooh doll. There is indeed nothing more suitable than this. Although the girl is past the age of chewing on toys, she is obviously a little too energetic. As long as she leaves his or Kate's arms, she will start running wildly around the villa, such as grabbing toys and throwing them everywhere. , After throwing it away, I don’t do this kind of thing less. She threw away two sets of Lego building block toys, so this kind of soft doll toys that can’t be thrown away is the most suitable for her at present.

There are a lot of things to be busy these days, and there are several women to deal with, so the promise to take her to the amusement park was temporarily postponed. Guy gets mad at this and makes baby threats on the phone. If Dad breaks the appointment, she won't like him in the future. Well, this is indeed a terrible threat, so thinking about it, he stopped by a nearby superstore and picked out a gift to coax his daughter.

"Then... just don't want that." When he walked to the exit and was about to pay the bill, a woman's voice came from the front, lacking in breath, with a trace of hidden timidity.

Adrian looked up involuntarily, and there was a woman about twenty-seven or eight years old standing next to the cash register. She had beautiful light brown blond hair and a pretty face. Although she was a little thin, she was still beautiful woman. She was taking out the bread in the basket at the moment, there were not many items in it, and there was not much left when she took out the bag of bread, and stood there awkwardly, seeming very uneasy.

The cashier glanced at her. Although he was a little impatient, it was not clearly written on his face. After tapping the computer a few times, he reported the amount: "A total of 37 dollars and 25 cents."

Hearing this number, the woman showed a hesitant expression, looked at the things in the basket, and seemed to want to forget to take it out, but finally bit her lip and took out her wallet, tremblingly took out some scattered banknotes and coins to pay the bill and left .

Needless to say, I can guess what's going on, but Adrian, who has a panoramic view, still feels a little curious. Where does this woman seem to be seen? He wasn't sure whether this sense of familiarity came from his previous life or this life, but he was sure that he had glanced at the other party's profile at some point.

After paying for Winnie the Pooh and walking out of the hypermarket, Adrian saw the woman again. She was walking quickly towards the parking lot with a bag in her hand. She was taking a tissue out of her pocket with her head down. The feeling of desperation suddenly magnified several times. Just as she was taking out a tissue, something was pulled out of her pocket, but she walked forward without realizing it, looking around, the sky was getting darker, and there were not many people around, Adrian shrugged walked over.

When I picked it up, it turned out to be a woman's wallet. I squeezed it lightly and found that it was almost empty. Adrian recalled the previous familiarity and couldn't help but flipped over, and then his eyes lit up.

"It turned out to be her..." Reading the name on the driver's license, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and information about her suddenly flooded out of his mind. Although those huge memories were messy because there was no search engine, as long as there were enough The clues can extract what is needed from it.

The timing really matched well, so it should be certain that it was her. While chasing after the woman, Adrian was thinking, and then various immature thoughts and plans flooded into his mind.

"Hey, sister, you lost your things." He yelled at the woman who was about to get into the car. It was a Ford that had changed hands several times, although it looked good and tidy, unlike some old cars It is rusty and mottled like that, but it may be scrapped when it is turned off.

"Something?" The woman who put the bag in the car turned her head and looked at Adrian in confusion, but after noticing the wallet in his hand, she touched her pocket in panic, and then grabbed it.

"God, I was so careless. If I lose this, I'm really doomed." She hurriedly checked her wallet and let out a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no loss.

Then she realized that the man who returned her wallet was still ahead, and immediately stammered and apologized a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, sir... I... I'm a little too excited... I..."

"It's okay, I understand, is everything there?" Adri nodded with a smile, "If everything is there, I will leave."

"Yes, they are all here, thank you, sir, thank you very much." The woman thanked her repeatedly, and Adrian waved his hand, then turned and walked to his car, which was only three parking spaces away from her.

After getting into the car, he didn't rush to start and leave, but paid attention to the woman's old Ford, a faint smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

After the seventh ignition, the car made a humming sound during the vibration, but in the end it still didn't start. She couldn't help but slapped the steering wheel heavily angrily. There was a loud slap, but then she crawled on it in frustration, and her body became extremely weak.

Thinking back on today's audition, the strong sense of humiliation came to my mind again. With a nonsense script with only a few sheets of paper, I ran to the other party's company every three days, but I couldn't get such a role. It's fine if you can't get it, but what did the damn person in charge say? "Haven't you auditioned yet? Oh no, we've already found the right candidate." At that moment, she felt as if she was stripped naked and standing in the street to be laughed at.

But even so, she still has to keep fighting, thinking about the shriveled wallet, thinking about paying the bill before... She smiled wryly and looked at the bag on the passenger seat. These should be enough for her to last for a while, right? If it wasn't for the kind person who returned the wallet she lost just now, she really doesn't know what to do next, unless...

Her smile became more bitter, even if she wanted to, she had to have a chance, didn't she? With a sharp slap on the steering wheel, she held her face and kept rubbing it. It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright

Start the engine again, this time the classic car finally did not strike, and finally started after a few bangs. She breathed a sigh of relief, and finally felt better, with a rare smile appearing on her face, and then drove onto the street. Probably the bad luck had passed, and the classic car drove smoothly all the way without any problems, which made her feel better again.

But this kind of good mood didn't last long. When the apartment was shaking in front of her eyes, she suddenly opened her eyes wide. Then she stepped on the accelerator and drove past. After the car stopped, she jumped down and rushed to the apartment in a panic. Run to the door.

"Mrs. Lawrence, don't beg you like this, don't be like this," she grabbed a middle-aged woman who was dragging a box outside and begged.

"Go away." The dark-skinned, middle-aged woman who was obviously of Mexican origin said impatiently, shook off her hand and threw the box on the street at the door, and the place was already full of things.

"Listen to me, Mrs. Lawrence, I've already... I've won a role, and I'll have money soon, please don't do this, please give me another two days, please." She begged and pulled again Hold each other's arm.

"You've owed me several months' rent, bastard, do you think my place is a relief center?" The middle-aged woman yelled fiercely, and walked away from her again and walked inside.

She didn't chase after it, no, she didn't chase after it, she was so anxious that she almost cried, and finally had to pick up the messy things thrown on the street one by one, and seeing a broken statue made her feel even more sad, If it weren't for this on the street, maybe she would have cried.

"Okay, all your things are here, take these and get out of here, don't let me see you again" the middle-aged woman said and threw out another bag, slamming it on the ground with a ding-dong sound, " Of course, if you continue to default, I guarantee you will receive a subpoena from the court"

"I know, Mrs. Lawrence, but please don't drive me out like this, I know you are a kind person, just two days, just two days." Sniffing, she grabbed the other's arm again, pleading Said in a tone, even if there is too much sorrow in her heart at the moment, she can only swallow her good words and continue to accompany her. If she is kicked out, she really doesn't know what to do.

"I've heard enough, you always say two days of grace, but after a few months of grace, I haven't seen you take out a penny, to be honest, I've seen enough women like you, I thought this place was full of gold , I dreamed of being an actor, thinking that I would become famous when I came here, but in the end I couldn’t even pay the rent, so most of them became street girls. You can see that you are not much different. You should go stand on the street for a few months and pay the debts. Let’s pay back the lower rent.” The middle-aged woman said in vicious words, “If I’m not a kind person, I’d just throw these things out, and I’ll pack them up for you?”

She stared blankly at the middle-aged woman, her lips trembling slightly, her face getting whiter and paler, the unprecedented humiliation wrapped her up, her soul seemed to have left her body and floated into the distance, until a voice rang in her ears: "What happened, Naomi?"

She finally woke up from the feeling of being ashamed, and turned her head to look. The man who returned her wallet in the parking lot before came to her, and looked at the things on the ground with a puzzled look. He looked at her and the middle-aged woman who had just shut up.

"What's going on, Naomi?" He asked again, but she stared at him blankly, forgetting to answer for a while.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged woman asked first.

"I'm Naomi's boyfriend, can you tell me what happened here?" The man raised his eyebrows and asked in a tone that was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Ha, you're Naomi's boyfriend, that's just right, I'm your girlfriend's landlord, and your girlfriend already owes me several months' rent," the middle-aged woman said domineeringly.

However, the man ignored her at all. Instead, he grabbed Naomi's shoulders, showing an angry and distressed look: "This is what's on your mind? Oh, you are such a silly girl, why didn't you tell me?"

"I...I..." Naomi finally came to her senses, but looked at his sincere face and didn't know what to say.

"Well, I know, you are very strong, you hope to work hard on your own, you don't want me to interfere too much, but you have to think about yourself? If I don't come here today, you plan to keep it a secret How long have I been? If I don't come here today, are you going to spend the night in a nearby park? Damn it, do you still think I'm your boyfriend?" The man said angrily and helplessly.

Turning her head after him, she asked in a cold tone, "How much does she owe you?"

Naomi was shocked, and then realized that something was holding him back, but before she could speak, the other party had already turned around and grabbed her hand, and said in an irresistible tone: "Okay, leave it to me, Do not speak."

As she spoke, she blinked her eyes imperceptibly, and Naomi couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then she understood something again. An inexplicable feeling filled her heart, and she swallowed the rejection that was on her lips.

"Tell me, how much?" The man looked at the middle-aged woman again, and resumed his indifferent tone.

"Well... $2,000." Under the intense gaze, the landlady who was stunned lost her previous arrogance, swallowed and reported a number.

"No, it's just..." Naomi couldn't help calling out, but before she finished speaking, the landlady started calling Qu: "Don't forget, Naomi, the other expenses these months are all I handed it over, are these..."

"Okay." The man's voice sounded, not loud, but the slightly harsh tone stopped the possible quarrel between the two women.

"Is $2,000 right?" He asked for confirmation, then took out a checkbook from his pocket, wrote a few strokes under the dim light, tore it off and handed it to the landlady.

"Yes, yes, thank you." The other party quickly glanced at the check and said happily, "Then I won't bother you..."

"Wait" Before she could leave, the man stopped her again, then wrote a few more notes on the checkbook, tore it off and handed it over again.

"This is?" The landlady held it in her hand in doubt, took a breath after seeing the number clearly, and looked at him with disbelief.

"I'm going to go out with Naomi now, and when I come back, these things," he pointed to the huge pile of things on the ground, and said in a condescending tone, "must all be neatly placed where they were before, understand? "

Said that the man there emphasized his tone: "It must be exactly the same as before it was thrown out."

"But..." The landlady looked hesitantly at some things that were obviously broken on the ground, and her implication was obvious to the dialect, if you do it, you can get the money, if you can't, it's a pity.

"Find a solution for yourself," the man said bluntly, "As long as Naomi thinks it's acceptable, then it's acceptable."

Looking at the things on the ground, and then at the check in her hand, the middle-aged Mexican woman showed a frantic look, and immediately agreed: "No problem, no problem, I will definitely satisfy Sister Naomi. "

In just a few minutes, the address changed from "***" to "Sister", and even the smile was flattering, which shows how powerful the magic of money is.

"Okay, Naomi, let's go." The man put his arms around Naomi's shoulders.

"Go? Where are you going?" Naomi, who was watching all this in a daze, asked dreamily.

"You forgot?" The other party laughed, "We're going to Jack's party, hurry up, if it's late, he'll be nagging again."

Then he showed another look of surprise: "Oh, I forgot, you must not be in the mood to go to the party now, why don't you find a place to have dinner, and then go shopping, I will stay with you all the time tonight."

Speaking of holding her in his arms and walking towards his car, Naomi was dragged by him like a puppet in a daze, and it was not until she got in the car that she finally had the ability to think. Immediately after the car started, she looked back. Outside the apartment, the landlady was beckoning for help to carry the previous things in. The light-handed appearance and the previous roughness were completely opposite.

Then he turned his head and looked at the man driving the car. He was holding the steering wheel and looking ahead. His facial features were clearly defined, as if they were carved out of strong sticks. His eyes were darker than most people, like the bottom of a deep lake. Perhaps he wasn’t so handsome. , but do not have a kind of attractiveness, giving people a solid and reliable feeling.

Thinking back to the other party's caring expression, gentle words, and various methods used to maintain her self-esteem before, that inexplicable feeling strongly filled her chest, and all kinds of feelings came out. She didn't know anything else, but the figure on the second check to the landlady certainly wouldn't

"I...I will pay you back." After a long silence, Naomi finally spoke, and she wanted to slap herself when she opened her mouth. Why did she say such a thing?

Even so, she still tried her best to control her emotions and continued: "Although I don't know why you want to help me, please give me your business card, this money... just treat it as my loan from you... I will definitely... will Pay back..."

After swallowing her saliva, she continued: "Please...let me get out of the car in front, I will...stay outside for a few hours before going back, so..."

But after talking for a long time, there was no response, so Naomi had no choice but to keep her mouth shut. After a few minutes, the man's voice sounded: "How about we find a place to have dinner first?"

"No need..." Naomi had just uttered the words of refusal, and her stomach made a grunt at this moment, which made her feel a lot embarrassed.

The man smiled silently, still so gentle: "Your stomach is protesting, Naomi, don't wait for mine to protest too."

Having said so much, she couldn't refuse any more. Fortunately, the man in front of her didn't take her to any high-end restaurant, but chose a mid-range restaurant on Fronser Street, which made Naomi relieved. I don't know why I got angry. \u003c/p\u003e