King of Hollywood

"Still angry?" After sneaking back to Natalie's dormitory at Harvard all the way without any danger, seeing that she hadn't spoken, Adrian immediately asked her in his arms.

Natalie's shoulders moved, as if she wanted to break free from his arms, but she stopped immediately, and just turned her head: "No, it just feels... a little strange."

"Okay, then there won't be a next time." Adrian smiled and kissed her face comfortingly, without mentioning that it was her initiative.

Of course, Natalie's skin is still very thin in this regard, so she is very vague, but even so, the hint of "you can go to the library" is quite obvious, probably she still holds a trace of Adrian It may be out of consideration for her and the hope of refusing or pretending not to understand, but this is a bit too naive.

She is really smart, she can fully think about the problem, and find the correct answer from it, but because of this, sometimes she will think too much under the deliberate guidance of others, and thus make wrong judgments. Learning is not a panacea, and it needs a lot of practice, not to mention that she only studied clinical psychology for one year.

So after Adrian first used "Whale Rider" to give her a blow, and then had a confession-style talk with her at the Oscar night party, and then gave her a little hint, a sign of hope appeared in her heart. come out. Then automatically amplify and crystallize it, and what he's doing now is reinforcing that feeling of hope in her.

Because of the way he'd been acting, Natalie believed that she would have to pay a price, a big price, to get rid of him after getting what she craved. As long as the price was within an acceptable range, she would not be unwilling, so after Adrian came to Harvard, she thought of what he had said. Natalie gritted her teeth and gave a hint.

Because of this, although she resisted most of the time before, it was not very strong. What I am most worried about is nothing more than being discovered, and then destroying the reputation that has been painstakingly accumulated, but because the price is very necessary, and being held there by Adrian cannot escape, coupled with his superb teasing techniques , under the double torment of body and mind, Natalie will naturally have distorted pleasure, such as simply being seen by others, so that she doesn't have to worry about such self-defeating thoughts after being completely finished. So I resisted and actively catered to again and again.

Perhaps Natalie may not be aware of this subjectively, but her body cannot lie. The pleasure she brought to Adrian at the last moment of tension can prove it, so she can clearly feel the changes in her body Adrian never took her resistance to heart.

It's worth the effort he put in. Adrian has never worried about being seen, needless to say what a fraternity in an American university is. Of course, there are still some elites among them, but they are definitely not the majority. Adrian's fraternity at Stanford 90 years ago made a lot of trouble.

Although he went to Stanford, it is not that he has not been to Harvard. Victor graduated from Harvard. Therefore, I am also very familiar with the Harvard fraternity, and I know their secret strongholds and contact codes very well. Generally, such codes are only known to insiders, and there are few changes. After a while, it was easy to coax the guy outside away.

That's it for the time being, Adrian then returned to Los Angeles, where there is still a lot of time to deal with. He doesn't intend to stimulate her too deeply now, although he really wants to take her to try under the so-called bronze statue of Mr. Harvard - well, this is a joke, it is almost impossible to come to that kind of place once, And idiots do things that go too far. Then again, this is just the beginning. If you have any ideas, you can take it slowly in the future. If Natalie can wake up and correct her position during this time, then he will be very happy, but if not...

"If I had to choose one, David, I would choose Penny Green. She speaks sharply and looks cold to everyone. I don't want to deal with her at all." In the office of the planning department, Two male employees on break are commenting on their female colleagues.

"Really?" The man named David touched his chin, "But, Saul, why do I feel that you are more like talking about our department head."

The man who was about to drink coffee almost spit out. He looked at his friend with wide eyes: "Why do you have such thoughts, David?"

"Sharp, cold, a little unreasonable, isn't the Queen of the Iceberg like this?" David said with a smile, "You'd better be careful, Sol, don't speak ill of the Queen of the Ice at work, last time Paul and the others Talking about her by the water cooler, she walked by like a ghost and freaked them all out."

"Although Ms. Theron is harsh and indifferent to people, she is not unreasonable, and she is very capable, and she has won a lot of benefits for our department, isn't she?" Saul immediately refuted his friend, "Look Looking at the reality shows she planned, if it wasn't for "Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire" because of 9/11 postponement, I bet it wouldn't be much worse than "American Idol", and she seems to be planning a new reality show based on this..."

"Okay, Saul, we all know who's behind her," David gestured, "so it's not surprising that she can do this, of course, I'm not saying she's incapable, she does manage the entire department Well done, but look at it for what it is—wait, you're in love with her, aren't you?"

David paused, narrowed his eyes with a smirk, and Saul immediately showed a flustered look, but he quickly calmed down: "So what? Ms. Theron is indeed very... beautiful, sexy and attractive." Don't tell me, David, that you don't have any unusual thoughts about her."

His colleague and friend suddenly showed a choked look, stared at him for a long time before bursting out laughing: "Well, I admit, the Iceberg Queen is very attractive, not just me, this department and even the entire company, many Men fantasize about her, and honestly, she should be in a movie instead of an office. But Saul, we all know who her man is, right?"

"Oh. Of course," Saul sighed, "The great director of miracles, the head of the world's number one media group... I heard that there are many women who are close to him. Hell, if these are true, why? He can, I mean why can a rich man possess so many women?"

"As you said, Saul, rich." David shrugged. The two men then gossip about the Marvel director until the phone rings.

"Hello, this is the planning department. I'm Saul Campbell." Saul pressed the speakerphone directly, and then a clear female voice came out: "The person responsible for sorting out the materials of "Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire" Sol Campbell?"

He instantly recognized the other party's voice, immediately jumped up and sat up straight, and replied in a respectful voice: "Yes, ma'am, what can I do for you?"

That quick reaction left David dumbfounded, of course. He also reacted immediately, and quickly sat down in his seat.

"David Scott, who is also in charge of this, is also next to you." The clear voice on the other side of the phone continued to ask.

"Yes, ma'am." Saul replied without hesitation.

"Sort out all the materials of "Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire", from planning to collected opinions, and a series of ideas derived from it, and when I return to the office at 3 o'clock, I will put it on the table See them." Just after finishing speaking, he hung up the phone. It's like giving an order.

But Saul and David looked at each other, and got busy without saying a word. The orders given by the department heads themselves could not be handled casually. However, because of the iceberg queen's constant power, they didn't notice that the voice on the other end of the phone was compared to usual. Somewhat odd in tone.

After hanging up the phone, Charlize's lips were sealed again. She was lying on Adrian's large desk at the moment. A coat, a skirt, and a high-heeled shoe—the other is still on one foot of Adrian's legs, and the panties are also hanging on the ankles, moving to the rhythm of the close together. Shaking up and down.

Since Charlize went, the table has been occupied by Ivanka. Although she would occasionally come over to discuss some work matters with Adrian, but the frequency was too seldom, so as long as there was a chance, the two would never stop having a hearty lingering. So after hanging up the phone. The two fought fiercely for more than ten minutes before they calmed down amidst fierce and high-pitched moans.

"I've always thought it would be a shame if this show could only last one season, watching men and women interact and find ways to please each other on screen in different ways, and they would unknowingly plug in and chase The show, so I thought there might be another way to keep the show going," Charlize said as she sat at her desk after the tenderness, while getting dressed.

Then, she glanced at Adrian, snapped his hand on her thigh angrily: "Where is your attention, Ed? What I said, or my thigh?"

"Of course it's your thigh." Adrian bowed his head and kissed her inner thigh, and continued to fondle her. Charlize could only roll her eyes at this.

"Okay, dear Charlie, you have to have confidence in yourself, just like "Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire". Since it's your idea, just go ahead and do it boldly," Adrian shrugged.

"I just want to be the best." Charlize sighed.

"As long as you try your best, it doesn't matter if you fail," Adrian laughed. "Isn't this what Hollywood has always advocated?"

Charlize shrugged her shoulders and said nothing, but there was a knock on the door at this moment. It would not be someone else who knocked on the door when the former secretary was still in the room, so Adrian said directly: "Please come in."

"This is the information you want. Stanford recommended three people, all of whom are very good programmers." Ivanka handed the folder to Adrian, and then calmly talked to the person sitting on the desk. Charlize, in shirt and panties, said hello.

"Thank you, Yi Ni." Adrian took it with a smile, and then patted the table on the right.

Ivanka gave him a blank look, but sat down as she said, and then Adrian put his other hand on her thigh, and he still lifted his skirt to make direct contact, and slid with his hands behind him, showing an intoxicated look: "It's really awesome."

So, with two slaps, the former and current secretary picked up a document and slapped it on his head. Such a tacit understanding is worthy of being a successor.

"If you just want to say this, then I will leave." Ivanka said as if to leave.

"Okay, okay," Adrian raised his hands, "Well, Charlie has an idea for a reality show, and she wants to ask me what I think, but I don't plan to give her opinions, so why don't you talk about your ideas? Views."

"About a man who lied about getting a huge inheritance and then asked for marriage on TV?" Ivanka, who often handled documents for him, quickly remembered.

"Not quite, it's another one. An idea I derived from this show." Charlize continued to get dressed while she was talking, and when she was dressed, she was almost finished.

"Frankly speaking, Charlie, I haven't done a show, so I can't give you valuable advice." Ivanka said after thinking about it, but immediately she added: "However, your show is Men pick women to date, right? So why not make another show where women pick men?"

Charlize hadn't spoken yet. Adrian clapped his hands.

"That's great, Ennie," he said with a grin, and then looked at Charlize, "Look, Charlie, there's never a shortage of ideas worth working on, so what are you worried about?"

"Okay. I see." Charlize shrugged. "Then, I should go back. I asked them to prepare the materials before, and I need to read them myself."

Charlize's idea derived from "Who Will Marry a Millionaire" is a, how to say. The dating show, the dating show for real millionaires. There are still many single millionaires in the United States. When Adrian first woke up, he was a millionaire, so there is no shortage of "actors". After the hype, I will definitely want to really understand what a millionaire is like. Maybe the ratings are not as good as "Who Will Marry a Millionaire". But it's definitely not low, it's just that it's not suitable for the broadcast that "frauded" the audience just now, so it's just handed over.

What's more, this has been verified. Adrian remembered that there was indeed such a dating show called "The Bachelor" in his previous life. The basic setting almost coincides with Charlize's ideas. It has to be said that her talent has been fully utilized. And now, Ivanka's wisdom is also slowly revealed. Although it is only a sentence, she points out another program of the same type, which was introduced by the mainland in her previous life, "Don't Disturb Very Much"!

So Adrian showed an ambiguous smile: "Let's have dinner together tonight, Charlie, and Yi Ni."

"Oh?" Charlize raised her eyebrows, then looked at Ivanka, "Are you free tonight, Ennie?"

"Of course, it's a pleasure to have dinner with you, Charlie," Ivanka smiled cooperatively. "It's just the two of us, isn't it?"

"Yes," Charlize puffed up her chest and regained her glamorous appearance, walked in front of Ivanka, put her arms around her waist and kissed her on the lips, "There will be no annoying flies around of."

Adrian shook his head with a smile, ignored their pretentious gestures, and picked up the document that Ivanka sent in and flipped through it. No matter how surprising the two of them's ideas are, there is no need to pay too much attention to it now. The idea similar to "The Bachelor" may be approved after "Who Will Marry a Millionaire", but "ut" does not need to come out now , there are so many programs, wouldn't it be better to wait until their value is almost developed before releasing them? So now his main concern is the matter at hand.

"Yini, let all three of them come here." Adrian said to Ivanka after reading the information.

In the large conference room, three casually dressed young men who were not more than 20 years old sat in their seats, flipping through the documents in their hands. Adrian stood at the head with his back to them, patiently waiting.

Soon, the three young men finished looking at the things in their hands, exchanged opinions, and then the one wearing glasses asked aloud: "Well, we have finished reading, Mr. Cowell, it seems that you want to do something A social networking site, but the information seems to be not very complete."

"Of course, this is just an idea that came to me by chance," Adrian turned around and smiled at them, "After all, I am not a professional website maker, and this is just an experiment Attitude, so it is normal that the information is not complete, you can complete it according to your own ability, if I think it is good, I can keep it.”

He paused here, and waited for the three young people to digest it before continuing: "You have already signed the contract before. If the website is good and has business value, you will become the original shareholders. If there is no value, you can also get it." It’s a lot of money, so you can work hard and try to perfect it.”

The three young people then began to discuss in low voices again, and finally the young man wearing glasses spoke: "We have had a preliminary discussion, and without affecting our graduation thesis, it will take about one hour from programming to establishment to debugging. It takes two months, and if actions such as beautification of the appearance are required, it will take about three months to go online and put it into practical use.”

"No problem." Adrian agreed very simply, and then secretly glanced at the young man wearing glasses. Relatively speaking, he was more active than those two, perhaps because of his talent.

"So, what are you going to name this website, Mr. Cowell?" the young man with glasses asked again at this time.

"I have to die." Adrian replied casually. (To be continued..)