"This is your dinner list for tonight. One egg, two apples, and one drumstick."
"Do you want to starve me? Do you know that I ate three chicken legs yesterday? Do you want to see a dead body when you see me tomorrow? "
"You can refuse," Chen Zhao said casually.
Just then, Mr. Doman walked over. "Chen, have you and Normans finished training today?"
"Yes, I've finished."
"Are you staying for dinner?"
"No, I have something else to do."
"Okay. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow … Ms. Normans."
"Asshole, I hope you get hit by a car when you go out," Normans cursed angrily.
"Normans, shut up. Chen's doing everything for your health."
"Mr. Doman, forget it. I won't take it to heart. Ms. Normans, I hope you're prepared. You'll have more exercise tomorrow."
"Asshole, asshole … You're taking revenge."
"Good luck."
…
Chen Zhao left the manor and received Yafen's call.
"Chen, are you free?"
"Are you not feeling well?"
"I'm done with the movie. I want to see you," Yafen said vaguely.
"Perfect. I'm in Beverly Hills. I'll go find you."
Thinking of Yafen's alluring body, Chen Zhao couldn't help but lick his lips.
Chen Zhao sped up and went to Yafen's mansion.
Yafen welcomed Chen Zhao passionately. Chen Zhao focused all his energy on Yafen.
Yafen was stripped naked in a few moves, and then he mounted the horse with his spear.
Yafen screamed wildly. She seemed to be in pain but also excited.
Chen Zhao's strength allowed him to do more difficult moves with Yafen.
It could also make Yafen even more excited. After a few screams, Yafen started begging for mercy.
But Chen Zhao wouldn't let her go so easily. He hadn't had enough yet.
They did it twice on the sofa, three times in the bedroom, and one more time in the bathroom.
In the end, Chen Zhao carried the washed Yafen out of the bathroom. The two snuggled on the sofa.
Yafen's eyes were misty. She had to admit that Chen Zhao's superb stamina and skills had deeply fascinated her.
"Chen, did you take your medicine today?"
"No, I don't need it."
"How long has it been since you vented?"
Chen Zhao smiled but didn't say anything. He had just fought with Zola yesterday.
"Chen, I don't have any work recently. Can you help me talk to Mr. Rasfa and Mr. Steven?"
Chen Zhao thought about it. Before coming, he had already guessed that Yafen had contacted him for a reason.
"I can put in a few words for you, but I'm not sure if I can help."
"Of course, as long as you're willing to help."
Chen Zhao would put in a good word for Yafen, but he didn't know if it would work.
A film company could easily invest tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of US dollars, and the actors they chose had always been carefully selected.
From acting skills to image, they had to meet the requirements.
Also, the competition between various companies was also a factor that determined the actors.
No one could casually decide on an important role.
Even the chairman of a company or the director of a movie couldn't just agree to the next important actor.
Rasfa might not have absolute decision-making power. Plus, Chen Zhao wouldn't force Rasfa to do things.
He and Yafen hadn't reached that stage yet. To put it bluntly, he and Yafen only had a physical relationship.
If Chen Zhao helped, it would be a favor. If he didn't, it would be his duty.
Chen Zhao would only put in a few words for Yafen if it was within his abilities. He wouldn't force Rasfa and force Yafen to get a certain role.
Chen Zhao was very clear about this, and Yafen obviously understood it too.
None of the women who could survive in Hollywood were stupid.
She only wanted to follow Chen Zhao's lead, but she wasn't sure if Chen Zhao could help her.
"Chen, are you coming again?"
"Can you take it?"
"Of course. As long as you're willing, I'll accompany you anytime."
"Then let's continue."
…
Chen Zhao and Yafen fought fiercely again before reluctantly separating from each other.
When Chen Zhao returned home, Fali wasn't ready for dinner yet.
The first thing she said when she saw him was, "Chen, go take a shower."
"What?"
"You have the smell of another woman."
"Really?" Chen Zhao sniffed his arm. "What smell?"
"A woman's smell."
"That obvious?"
"Yes, it's very obvious. Next time you go home, you better clean yourself up first."
After taking a shower, Fali had already prepared dinner.
"Fali, I've already asked Sienna to help me find the ghost ship. Don't go to work these few days."
"Chen, why would the ghost ship target me?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's just a coincidence." Chen Zhao didn't understand either.
There was nothing special about Fali. At least, Chen Zhao didn't find anything special.
The only explanation was that Fali was unlucky.
Just then, Chen Zhao heard a car stop outside. Soon, there was a knock on the door.
Chen Zhao jogged to open the door and saw Pierce South standing outside.
Chen Zhao was a bit surprised. What was Pierce doing here?
Chen Zhao didn't like Pierce, because Pierce was a very smart businessman.
Last time, he and David had cooperated in the kidnapping. They didn't say anything, but Pierce had already guessed his identity.
Pierce South had even helped him find Trede Pemton and Winry Gargamel, the culprits behind the winery fire.
Therefore, Chen Zhao instinctively didn't want to interact with Pierce. People who were too smart would always be feared. Pierce was like that.
"Mr. Pierce, how can I help you?"
"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Pierce looked at Chen Zhao with a smile.
"Not convenient." Chen Zhao directly rejected Pierce's request. This was also his attitude. If he knew what was good for him, he should leave.
Pierce smiled. He didn't mind Chen Zhao's attitude.
"Mr. Chen, did you kill Trede Pemton?"
"What are you talking about? I don't understand."
"You also gave Trede Pemton's gold to the victims' families, right?"
"Mr. Pierce, if you have something to say, just say it. If there's nothing else, please leave." This time, Chen Zhao asked him to leave.
"Mr. Chen, I came with sincerity. I want to work with you. Is this how you treat your guest?"
"I don't think it's possible for us to work together. If you want me to help you convince the townspeople to open a chemical factory on the winery's original location, I'm afraid you've found the wrong person. My connections in the town aren't as good as you think."
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