Portia felt like she'd lost all her face.
As for the audition, she'd forgotten about it.
She ran away from the audition studio like she was running for her life.
The audition almost broke her.
When she got home, Portia felt like her world was collapsing.
Portia just wanted to get herself drunk.
She didn't know how much she drank.
She didn't stop until she heard a police siren downstairs.
…
"Hello, who's this?" Chen Zhao was unhappy to see an unfamiliar number.
"Hello, are you Miss Portia's boss?"
"Yes. Is there a problem?"
"I'm from LAPD. Miss Portia's in the police station now. We asked for her contact, but she only gave us your number."
"She's in the police station? What did she do? "Chen Zhao asked, frowning.
"She's drunk at home."
"That's not a reason for her to be in the police station."
"She screamed in her apartment. The neighbors thought something happened inside."
Portia lived in one of those old-fashioned apartment buildings where the neighbors were separated by a door or a wall.
Basically, if a man and a woman made a little louder in bed, the neighbors could hear them.
"Okay, I'll have someone bring her out."
Chen Zhao's head hurt too. It was always the assistant who solved the boss's problems.
Why was it the boss who solved the problem for the assistant when it came to him?
"Alex, my assistant's in the police station. Bring her out."
An hour later, Alex drove Portia, who reeked of alcohol, to Moon Villa.
Alex walked up to Chen Zhao and looked at him suspiciously. "Chen, did you do something to her?"
Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. Fali walked out. "Hey, Alex, Portia? She doesn't look well. "
"Auntie Portia, what's wrong?" Gerlyn ran out too.
After all, Gerlyn and Fali were the ones she interacted with the most at home.
"Gerlyn, what about me?"
Seeing that Gerlyn didn't greet her, Alex was very unhappy.
"Auntie Alex." Little Gerlyn revealed an angelic smile and opened her arms. Alex leaned over, and Little Gerlyn hugged Alex's neck.
"Help me deal with her, and ask her what's going on."
Chen Zhao did not want to get involved in Portia's problem.
Looking at her current state, she was either heartbroken or someone had died in her family.
Chen Zhao couldn't be bothered to talk to her.
Fali and Alex carried Portia to the bathroom. Portia was still yelling, "Wine, I want more wine."
Not long after, Chen Zhao, who was watching DVDs in the living room, heard Portia crying upstairs.
After a while, the noise gradually subsided.
Fali and Alex came downstairs.
"How is it? Did her relatives die? Or is there something wrong with your relationship? "
"Chen, is it really okay to curse her family like this?"
"Alright then, what happened to her?"
"It seems like she went to a movie set for an audition today, and then something went wrong, but we don't know the details."
"Was she assaulted at the audition studio?"
"I don't think so. She doesn't have any injuries," Alex said.
"Do you know what movie it is?" Chen Zhao asked.
"I don't know, but I know the address. It's on set 122 in Hollywood."
"I'll call and ask," Chen Zhao said. "How's Portia now?"
"She's already asleep."
Chen Zhao thought for a moment and picked up the phone.
"Rasfa, it's me."
"Chen, I heard that you went to Japan. I remember that the volcano erupted there. Weren't you trapped there?"
"The lockdown was lifted long ago. You still don't know?" Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. "I want to ask you something."
"Tell me, what is it?"
"Do you know what movie is being filmed at Hollywood's Studio 122?"
"Studio 122. Let me check." After a few minutes of silence, Rasfa said, "It's James' new movie, Apocalypse Now. Why do you ask?"
"It's James' movie?"
"Yeah, you don't know?"
"I don't know either … Never mind, I'll call James."
"Okay, our movie is going to be released soon. Are you paying attention?"
"It's not released yet."
"The premiere is on September 29th. Are you and Fali coming?"
"Nah, we're not celebrities. We won't go on the red carpet."
After chatting with Rasfa for a while, Chen Zhao hung up and dialed James' number.
"James, it's Chen."
"Chen, how come you're free to call me?"
"I heard that your new movie started filming. Is that right?"
"Yeah. Why? Do you want to be a guest?"
"No, I have a friend who went to your crew for an audition today. When she came back, she was in bad condition. It seems like something happened to her. Can you help me look into it? I want to know what happened."
"No problem. What's your friend's name? I'll call you later. "
"Portia."
About 20 minutes later, James called Chen Zhao back.
This kind of thing was not difficult to investigate. After all, when it happened, it happened in public. Dozens of actors and staff at the scene saw what happened.
…
In the morning, Portia found herself in an unfamiliar environment.
But she soon knew where she was.
Although she was a little drunk, Portia still couldn't let go of the humiliating experience the day before.
Knock, knock.
"Portia, are you up?"
Fali's voice came from outside the door. Portia didn't really want to respond.
Eventually, she said, "Fali, come in."
"Portia, how do you feel?"
"Not good. I feel like my head is going to explode."
Portia got off the bed and stretched. "Fali, why am I here?"
"You went to the police station and Chen had someone send you here."
"Did I … did I say anything yesterday?"
"No, you were already drunk when you came back. I had to spend a lot of effort to wash you. You fell asleep not long after." Fali didn't want to open Portia's wound.
Portia still felt embarrassed. "Thank you … Sorry for the trouble."
"It's just a small thing," Fali said. "Get up. You'll feel better after eating breakfast."
When Portia arrived at the dining room, she realized that Chen Zhao and Fali's family's breakfast was terrifyingly sumptuous.
It was even more sumptuous than the breakfast provided by the hotel. She really didn't understand how much time Chen Zhao and Fali had spent preparing breakfast.
。 Nine Heavens Divine King
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