Made in Hollywood

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When he got off the black Bentley and walked towards Tom Cruise's mansion, Duke found that the road where Hearst Manor was located was full of all kinds of luxury cars. Bentley, Audi and Cadillac were just entry-level. The existence of those limited-edition supercars around the world is enough to drive car lovers crazy.

"Although big-name stars have competition," Naomi Watts, who was holding his arm, said suddenly, "but at the level of Tom Cruise, they will basically not be able to tear their faces, and they will maintain each other. superficial relationship."

"There..." She gestured to a Lexus in front of her with her chin, "That's Mel Gibson's car, he's famously fond of Japanese cars and doesn't have a good relationship with Tom, but after Nicole Kidd Man came to the party for the sake of being Australian."

Duke shrugged and said nothing, letting Naomi Watts whisper in his ear.

"During the summer vacation, "Lethal Weapon 3" has been suppressed by "Speed ​​of Life". I heard that Mel Gibson has a little opinion on you. He has a bad temper. You better ignore him."

"I don't know anything like a savage."

Hearing Duke's words, Naomi covered her mouth and chuckled, "So you can also joke, it's not so boring."

"Am I rigid?" Duke never thought of himself as such.

When the two walked to the mansion, Naomi handed over the invitation and walked across the flagstone road with Duke in her arms. With the reminder of a waiter, she walked around the lawn of the front courtyard and walked towards the back garden.

"Perhaps you weren't rigid or boring." Naomi was replying to what she just said, "It's just too focused."

After roughly understanding the meaning of the petite girl around him, Duke said seriously, "In Hollywood, you must first know what you want, and after you know what you want, you will naturally find the way to your goal and find a way. You will focus Energy, you endure everything because you desire where you are going because you know you have to focus to get there.”

Naomi tilted her head and thought, "It seems to make sense."

Along the marble paved road, Duke and the two turned a corridor and entered the back garden. Under the bright lights, nearly a hundred people scattered into different circles with the swimming pool as the center, gathered in the huge courtyard. Waiters in neat uniforms shuttled back and forth with trays, constantly serving drinks.

"Hi Nami."

"Hi, Mary."

In front of Duke, Nicole Kidman in a short dress greeted him. Naomi Watts released his arm and hugged her gently. It seemed that the two of them had a really good relationship. look.

"Hello, Duke."

This tall slender woman obviously had an excellent memory. She walked over and shook hands with Duke gently. Before Duke could say anything, the real master of the family came here.

"Tom, let me introduce you." Nicole Kidman grabbed Cruise, "This is Duke Rosenberg, the director of "Speed ​​of Life"."

"Hello, Mr. Cruise." Duke took the initiative to extend his hand. As the host, Tom Cruise would not be rude, "Duke, can I call you that? Thank you, you created a Miracle."

It was probably because he looked up at Duke a little and didn't feel comfortable talking, Tom Cruise said a few polite words, and then took Nicole Kidman to greet the other guests. This pair of famous golden boys and girls in the United States is both a party host. The owner is also the center of the audience.

On such occasions, it is natural to get together with people who know or don't know. It is not difficult for Duke to say what to say to what kind of person on what occasion.

"Nami, is this your boyfriend?"

Just as he walked to the table by the pool and sat down, Duke heard a slightly rude male voice behind him, and saw Naomi Watts giving him a helpless look.

"Aren't you going to introduce me?" The man sat on Duke's side with a glass of wine, and immediately frowned, "Duke Rosenberg?"

Smelling the smell of alcohol from the other party, Duke turned slightly and nodded to him, "Hello, Mr. Gibson."

Since the other party's attitude is not good, he will not come up with a smiling face, but maintain the most basic courtesy.

"Boy!" Mel Gibson was obviously drinking a little too much, and he tapped the table in front of Duke with his finger, "I will definitely get back the face I lost in "Lethal Weapon 3"."

"I'm happy to accompany you." Duke didn't even look at him.

This guy is an alcoholic, has a bad temper, has a reckless personality, and is no different from a drunk now.

Although Mel Gibson drank too much, he still remembered what the occasion was, waved to Naomi Watts on the other side, and left voluntarily.

"Remember what I told you?" Naomi asked for two glasses of liqueur and handed one of them over, "Mel Gibson fired his agent because "Lethal Weapon 3" did not meet expectations to CAA."

Hearing Naomi mention CAA, Duke then remembered that many people at the party today, including two hosts, are both artists under CAA. He couldn't help turning his head slightly, his eyes quickly swept across the party, not only the artists, but also the artists. There were some CAA agents, like one of the women, Pat Kingsley, who later discredited Tom Cruise.

Of course, if measured by another standard of his, Liangtang is a standard cultist.

"Nami..."

Nicole Kidman came over at this time, "Can I borrow Duke?"

"Excuse me……"

Without waiting for Naomi Watts to say anything, Duke cast a suspicious look at Nicole Kidman, as if he had no relationship with the couple, right?

"Can I invite you over?" Nicole Kidman said politely. "A friend wants to meet you."

The host invited him without any excessive requirements. It would be quite rude to refuse. Duke nodded slightly to Naomi, got up and walked with Nicole Kidman towards the quietest corner of the party.

A few dozen feet from there, Duke saw the man sitting at the white round table joking with Cruise, and even though the lights were dim, he recognized it at a glance. It was the super giant of CAA. One of Martin Bob!

interesting!

Since it was almost here, Duke would not turn back halfway, with a faint smile on his face, he strode over.

The other party obviously saw him, but just stared sideways, Duke nodded slightly, pulled out the chair beside the round table, and sat directly on it.

"I've seen your new script." Martin Bob went straight to the topic, "If you hand it over to CAA's packaging service, I guarantee that the crew will start preparing within two weeks, and you will be the director!"

"What about the conditions?" Duke asked in the simplest terms.

"Modify the role of Goosby to a young, handsome, athletic chemist."

Hearing Martin Bob's words, the corners of Duke's mouth twitched slightly, the corner of his eyes swept across Tom Cruise's face, and then he stood up.

"Thank you, no need."

This is one of the reasons why he is most disgusted with the CAA packaging policy. Under their packaging services, the directors and actors are just pawns, and in order to take care of the needs of their A-level customers, they can often make many incredible requests.

Duke needs a broker, but doesn't like being a puppet.

Even if he is a vulnerable group facing the film company now, the film company is completely different from the CAA. They don't have so much control over the directors and actors. The two sides are business cooperation.

If you want to be famous and win heavyweight awards, you can go to CAA. This is not empty talk, as long as you don't mind their all-round intervention in your life.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Miss Kidman."

As a person with a good family upbringing, Duke will naturally not forget to say goodbye to his master, "Thank you, Mr. Cruise."

Tom Cruise's handsome face, although still wearing a polite smile, was somewhat stiff.

Leaving Tom Cruise's mansion, Duke found his Bentley, waited for Naomi in the co-pilot to fasten her seat belt, and started the car slowly toward the periphery of Beverly Hills.

"Actually, you don't have to go together."

Turning a T-junction, Duke looked in the rearview mirror and looked at the co-pilot, "I'm just not used to going to bed late."

"We came together." Naomi adjusted her position, "Of course we have to be together early."

She could see that something unpleasant should have happened, but didn't ask anything, which was also an attitude, and she didn't want to get involved.

"You go back to West Hollywood..."

When the car reached the outskirts of Beverly Hills, Duke asked, "Still go to my place?"

Naomi Watts turned her head and stared at Duke's profile for a moment. "Where you are."

The black Bentley accelerated suddenly, nimbly surpassed the cars, and drove towards North Hollywood like a ghost, and finally stopped in front of a brand-new apartment building. A tall figure, a petite girl, walked quickly. Went into the building.

"I thought you had a lot of patience."

As soon as she entered the room, Naomi was pressed behind the door, and she pulled Duke's belt with both hands, "Or...you always disguised yourself?"

Duke didn't speak, grabbed Naomi's wrist with one hand, and with the other hand, turned her petite body over and lifted her skirt directly.

"Damn it!" Naomi put her hands on the door of the house and turned around and prayed, "Don't be here..."

What responded to her was a stormy sprint, and then she rolled her eyes slightly, completely forgetting the thought of objection just now.

The long dark night had just begun, and the two gradually moved to the bathroom. When Duke carried her into the bedroom, Naomi was so lazy that she didn't even want to move her fingers. The hand unconsciously caressed the strong and angular body beside him.

Suddenly, Duke's fingers slid between her clearly visible ribs, causing her to let out bursts of 'gig' laughter.

Turning over, Duke raised his head in one hand and looked down at Naomi's clean body. These actresses made themselves too thin in pursuit of the photogenic effect.

"I'm out of strength."

Seeing Duke's eyes, Naomi couldn't help shrinking.

"Go to sleep!"

There was a crisp sound, and Duke patted her pretty buttocks. (My novel "Made in Hollywood" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign on the upper right to "Add a friend", search for The public number "qdread" and pay attention, hurry up!)