"Who's that Asian guy? How does he know Mr. Steven and Mr. Rasfa? "James was furious. He'd offended someone he shouldn't have offended for no reason.
"I don't know. The first time we met, he came to the shop where I work to buy a car. The second time we met, he was driving a Ford SUV. I thought he was just an ordinary person." Paris was also regretting it now.
She looked down on James more and more.
However, there was still time. Perhaps she would have a chance to hook up with Chen Zhao again. After all, she had his number.
Plus, she'd gotten the substitute job anyway. James didn't need it anymore.
James blamed Paris for not being clear with him. Paris also looked down on James.
They just looked down on each other. The two parted on bad terms.
On the other hand, Paris went to look for opportunities. She wandered around to see if she could find a rich husband.
It was her first time in a rich man's manor, but Paris had a good eye for people.
She could tell at a glance what level most people were at. She didn't think much of assistant directors like James anymore.
Most of the people in the manor were like that too.
Paris stood on the balcony and observed the people inside and outside the building.
Basically, some people seemed to fall within her target range, but unfortunately, most of them had female companions.
Those female companions might not be the husbands of the male companions, but when they looked at their men, it was as if they were declaring their territory. Any woman who approached them would look at them like a tigress.
Even if Paris wanted to, she wouldn't have the chance.
From afar, Paris could see Chen Zhao lying on a chair on the beach alone.
She got an idea. She went to get two glasses of wine from the servant and strolled to Chen Zhao's side.
"Want one?"
"No, I have to drive later." Chen Zhao glanced at Paris. He really wasn't interested in her.
Paris had obviously approached him with a purpose. When they met for the second time, she'd left after hearing that he didn't have money. Chen Zhao wasn't interested in women like her.
Paris was indeed very pretty, but there were many of them in Hollywood.
For example, Yafen and Lucy weren't any lower than Paris.
If Chen Zhao really needed help, he could go to them instead of Paris.
"Chen, I'm sorry for what happened before."
"You've already apologized. You don't have to come here. Say it again."
"Chen, can you help me?" Paris went straight to the point and said, "I want to go to Hollywood first. For this, I can pay any price."
"Sorry, I can't help you."
"No, you can, as long as you help me say something to Mr. Steven. To you, it's just a sentence."
"We're not that close," Chen Zhao rejected.
If Steven needed a role in one of his movies and he happened to know such a friend.
Chen Zhao didn't mind recommending someone, like Yafen or Vincent.
But Chen Zhao wouldn't use his favor to help someone who wasn't even a friend.
His favor was not that cheap.
"Chen, I can do anything for you."
"Last time, a female star said the same thing to me. I don't lack women. With your looks, it's not hard for you to survive in Hollywood, but you don't have to find a chance with me." Chen Zhao was telling the truth.
A woman like Paris wouldn't dare to say that she would be super popular, but she would have many chances to get one or two roles in a year.
Just then, Paris heard a woman's voice from behind. "Move. This seat is mine."
Paris turned around and saw a woman in her early thirties. She wasn't as pretty as her, but she had an unquestionable aura.
Paris was the more aggressive type. She originally wanted to fight back.
"Don't anger her," Chen Zhao reminded. "She'll sink you into the sea."
Paris' expression changed slightly. Any woman who could enter this place wouldn't be easy to deal with. Judging from this woman's aura, she probably wasn't easy to deal with either.
Paris forced a smile and said, "Sorry to bother you." After that, Paris ran away with her tail between her legs.
Zola sat beside Chen Zhao. "Give me a drink."
"I just rejected that woman's request with the excuse that I have to drive. Now, you're giving me a drink."
"It's less than five kilometers from here. I'll get someone to drive for you later."
"Okay." Chen Zhao accepted the glass.
"I heard from Paul that you had some conflict with a woman. Is that her?"
"Yes," Chen Zhao replied indifferently.
"You can't be like this. You're being bullied and you don't know how to fight back."
"She's just a regular woman. Do I have to force her to the point where she has nowhere to go? She didn't hurt me at all. "
"So you're too soft-hearted." Zola shook her head. "Oh, how did you and Fali feel about the show last night?"
"You want me to tell you the truth?"
"Forget it. Of course you don't like it. I won't invite you again."
"That's the best news I've heard today."
Zola glared at Chen Zhao and sipped her drink. "But you have to lend me Princess."
"Do you need anything else?"
"You don't know how good it is when Princess goes on stage."
"As long as you don't borrow people every day, I'll agree."
"My show only happens once a season. Even if your Princess wants to go every day, she can't."
Just then, Chen Zhao's phone rang. He glanced at it. It was Gaia.
Zola glanced at Chen Zhao. "What, you don't want to answer?"
Chen Zhao's smile was a bit forced, but he still picked up in the end.
"Hi, Gaia. What's up?"
"Chen, tell me the truth. Do you really not know where Morgery is?"
"I don't."
"Swear."
"…"
Chen Zhao hesitated. Gaia immediately said, "So you do know. Tell me, where's that coward hiding?"
"You're my friend, and Morgery is also my friend." Chen Zhao clearly couldn't tell Gaia where Morgery was.
Otherwise, given their feud, Gaia would definitely cut Morgery into pieces if she found him.
"Just protect him. I'll find him. No one can stop me, not even you."
Hearing Gaia's words, Chen Zhao's head hurt. "If you have a relationship, I suggest you beat him up …"
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