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Chapter 887

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Judging from her figure, her 36D breasts were indeed a sign of maturity.

But what's with this baby face?

"Pour me a glass of wine."

"You're really an adult?" Chen Zhao was very doubtful.

"Then who did you come with?" asked the big-chested Brandon.

"I snuck in myself. Do you believe me?"

"Uh …" Brandon really did believe him.

Looking at his clothes, he indeed didn't look like a guest here.

"How did you get in?"

"I went around the beach," Chen Zhao said. "If I go around the pebble beach, it's easy. I can get some food and a bottle of wine. There's food and wine, and I can trick some girls."

"Then why are you telling me the truth?"

"Don't you know I drugged the wine?"

Pu —

"You really drugged it?"

"Hehe … What position do you like?"

"Ah!" Brandon screamed and ran away.

After two steps, Brandon realized something was wrong. She turned to look at the smirking Chen Zhao.

"You lied to me?"

"That depends on how you define the word."

"Do you believe that I'll get people to catch you?"

"No. Even if the people from the manor come, they'll just throw me out. I've eaten and drunk the wine. What can they do to me?"

Brandon was speechless. She'd never seen someone so shameless.

Just then, an old woman ran over.

"Is that your mother over there?"

"No, it's my manager, Ms. Landsky."

Chen Zhao looked at the old woman and knew that she wasn't a good person.

Lance ran in front of Brandon and said in an overbearing manner, "Brandon, why are you still here chatting with irrelevant people? I brought you to this party not to have fun. Come with me."

Brandon shrugged helplessly. She looked back at Chen Zhao and waved her hand.

"It's a pity that we're already married. Otherwise, this chick would really be able to get her hands on us."

Chen Zhao found it a pity, but Fali was still pregnant at home.

If he messed around outside, he'd be a scumbag.

Brandon followed Landsky back to the mansion. There were already many guests.

Landsky's gaze wandered around. Finally, her eyes lit up.

Steven! However, Steven was talking to another actor next to him at the moment.

Landsky glanced at the confused Brandon. "Go up and greet Mr. Steven."

"Ah? But I don't know Mr. Steven, "Brandon said hesitantly.

"Don't be so long-winded. Who doesn't know each other? Take this cup of wine."

Brandon was a little afraid of Lance. He walked towards Steven obediently and stopped a few times when he was a few meters away from Steven.

"Hello, Mr. Steven …"

Brandon had just opened his mouth to greet Landsky when Landsky purposely pushed him from behind.

"Ah."

Startled, Brandon swung his hand forward and spilled the wine on Steven.

Steven's face immediately darkened, but it was not convenient for him to flare up in public. He glared at Brandon and turned to leave.

"Mr. Steven … yes … yes …"

Steven didn't even give Brandon a chance to apologize. Under the guidance of the servant, he went to change his clothes.

"You can't even handle such a small matter." Lance looked at Brandon in disdain. "What the hell are you doing?"

Brandon was thin-skinned to begin with, and he had no experience in such situations.

"Do you know what will happen to you if you offend Mr. Steven?"

"What … what will happen to me?"

"Don't even think about working in Hollywood anymore. One word from Steven, and even the smallest film company won't hire you to make a movie. Remember that A-list actor, Libel? He's the best portrayal."

Brandon's face paled in fear, and he was about to cry.

Of course, she knew how pitiful Libel was. In her eyes, Libel was a big star.

But because he offended Steven, he ended up with no film.

What's more, he was just an unknown actor.

"I know a film company. Maybe they can help."

"Aren't they afraid of offending Mr. Steven?"

"Come with me. I'll introduce you to the producer."

Brandon followed Lance to a small courtyard. A few people were sitting there. One of them was a man in his forties, and the others were sexy women.

They were like stars surrounding the moon, surrounding the man.

"Hi, Mr. Holmston," Lance greeted him.

Holmston raised his head and glanced at Brandon, who was behind Lance.

Holmston's eyes lit up. "Hi, Miss, come and sit here."

Landsky tugged at Brandon, and Brandon reluctantly sat beside Holmston.

Holmston's hand was already on Brandon's bare shoulder. Brandon squirmed.

"Mr. Holmston, what do you think of Brandon? Is she suitable to be an actress in your company? "

A smile appeared on Holmston's face. "Is her name Brandon? Of course. My company is preparing a few movies. As long as Brandon signs, she can be the female lead."

Shock appeared in Brandon's eyes. She could be the female lead?

This was something she had always dreamed of.

But on second thought, it didn't seem right.

Even the Big Six of Hollywood couldn't prepare a few movies at once.

Moreover, they had only seen her once, and they were already giving her the female lead.

So, Brandon was immediately alarmed.

Although Brandon had a babyface, her brain was not as slow as it seemed.

"I'm sorry, I can't be the female lead yet. Thank you, Mr. Holmston, but I still want to start as a supporting character."

"It's fine if you want a supporting character. It's just a matter of saying the word."

Holmston laughed out loud and snapped his fingers. A woman beside him took out a contract from a briefcase beside her.

But she handed the contract to Lance first. Lance only glanced at it casually.

"Mr. Holmston is so generous. Brandon, hurry up and thank him. Your salary in Hollywood is less than twenty thousand, but Mr. Holmston is offering you a hundred thousand per movie."

Brandon was even more suspicious. She was very clear about her salary.

Although she was a newcomer in Hollywood, she had graduated from USC Film School.

She had some understanding of the rules in Hollywood.

She hadn't proven herself. She didn't even have a memorable role.

Why was he offering her a high salary?

"Ms. Lance, can I see the contract?"

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