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I walked out of the pub and looked up at the sky which had been cleared up. The sunlight was rarely revealed from the cracks in the clouds. The beams of light seemed to give people a sense of holiness.

Adrian took a long breath, felt the fresh air after the rain, pulled his hat to cover his eyes. Although he can be sure that no reporter found himself out, and that no one would recognize a director in the street, it is always good to be careful.

He walked along the street casually, looking at the signs in different shapes and considering his own affairs. There are so many plans for Philadelphia story, true lies, four weddings and a funeral, movies promising Jean Reno and Anne Rice's novels. What's more, Jurassic Park is in the process of production, and ghost horse elves is about to be released - and I have to go to the premiere because it's dis who made and released the film Ni.

And the investment in Schindler's list is about to start preparing. Spielberg will invest in the film as soon as he finishes making Jurassic Park. He has been waiting too long.

In this way, almost eight films are related to Bosworth film industry. Although for a medium-sized film company, the number of films invested or produced in a year is definitely more than that. However, it is good to know that almost all of these films have a box office of over 100 million yuan. They will not be released this year, otherwise, many people's glasses will fall to the ground 。

Seems to be a little too fast? Adrian shook his head. There will only be more in the next few years. After this year, his personal pace of making films will slow down, but the number of such films produced, invested and distributed by the company will only increase.

Throughout the 90's, Hollywood's high box office movies are far less gorgeous than those after the 21st century in terms of special effects, but some internal things are much higher than those films with special effects as the selling point. Because, in the eyes of many people, Hollywood in the 1990s is the most outstanding and eye-catching time, because every year at least there will be a film that can be called a boutique from the effect to the connotation.

There are many reasons for this conclusion. The large-scale use of special effects is one aspect. The rise of high investment and the opening of Eastern European film market are also related. Adrian doesn't want to think about these problems. All he has to do is make sure that most of the high-quality films produced in the 1990s will be accompanied by him or Bosworth film industry.

he can do this completely. Who knows better than him which films will sell well and which films have high reputation? Anyway, now that the funds are sufficient, through investment, production or distribution, you can get a foot in these excellent films. Yes, he can't guarantee 100% that he will get the same box office as he remembers when he "remakes" these films, but for gambling, 70% is enough to bet.

It seems crazy to do this, but once it is done, we can get far more than money benefits. After some things are accumulated, the influence that erupts can be absolutely astonishing. Adrian's empire needs such an influence in the future, so he has planned it from the beginning.

He stopped, took a deep breath again, and reached for a taxi. Looking at the view of the street retreating from the window, Adrian stopped thinking about the movie, and it was time to relax.

After paying the fare, Adrian walked straight through the lobby to the elevator. After entering, he naturally pressed the button on the 14th floor as if he lived here.

As the elevator went up, he soon arrived on the 14th floor and tidied up his clothes in front of the mirror at the end of the corridor - even if the clothes he was wearing were ordinary. Adrian strode to the door of room 1416 and rang the doorbell.

"Who can I speak to, please?" A few minutes later, a woman's voice sounded behind the back door.

"Room service, ma'am." Adrian's mouth was covered with a smile.

The door of the room opened, and the beautiful girl in the thin shoulder dress with a short black silk coat appeared in front of Adrian. Her dark brown hair had been left on her shoulders, her brown eyes were staring at him without blinking, and her sexy thick lips were slightly open, as if she were longing for something.

"Everything?" She leaned against the door with an indescribable languor.

"There are all kinds of services." Adrian raised his eyebrows.

The next second, Monica comes up and hugs him and blocks his mouth. Adrian, though somewhat unexpected, was equally impertinent to ask for it. At the same time, he put his arm around her waist and walked into the room and closed the door.

BAM, it's like a signal, and the kissing gets warm. Adrian reaches out and peels off Monica's silk jacket, and Monica unbuttons the belt around his waist. Even so, their mouths have not been separated, and they have to move to the room while touching each other's defense.

Finally, with a plop, they both fell to the ground, followed by a heavier gasp. A man and a woman did not say anything, so they started the most primitive action on the floor of the hotel.After a good fight, Adrian lay on the ground and held Monica in his arms.

"You seem very excited today." When Monica wakes up from her lethargy, she grabs her soft hand, turns her head and looks at Adrian, saying in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Of course, we haven't seen each other for a while." Adrian said with a smile and a kiss on her delicate clavicle. In fact, there is another reason, just as the old saying goes: wife is better than concubine, concubine is better than stealing. Taking the opportunity of going out with Neville to discuss the film, I went to the Claridge Hotel to have a tryst with Monica, who came to London specially. This kind of furtive feeling is really exciting.

How are you doing? The film publicity work is over. Have a good rest? " Adrian continued.

"Not bad, shopping, beauty, sports and fitness." Monica answers lazily.

"You don't have to look at it." Adrian exclaimed, the hand on her waist began to knead, and slowly went down and in. "You're charming all the time, Monica."

If Kate was here, what would it be like? Because the "steal" associated with the picture let Adrian more exciting, the original did not fade down things suddenly up again.

"What are you thinking? Your little girl? " Feeling it, Monica simply turns around and grabs it.

"Do you really think so, Monica?" Adrian looked at her with a smile.

"Yes, that's what I think, women's intuition." there was an indescribable smell in Monica's voice, and her hand movements intensified.

"Well, what you say is what you say." Adrian laughed.

Monica bit her lip, suddenly turned over and pressed Adrian. Then she straddled her legs over him, looked down at him, lifted up her things and sat down heavily.

"You are very good Ed... " She gasped and her eyes narrowed slightly. "I remember I seem to be five years older than you But It doesn't mean It doesn't mean... "

"It doesn't mean anything?" Adrian laughs and shakes his waist in a prank.

"Oh, damn it." Monica screamed, leaning forward, grabbing Adrian's shoulders and staring at him fiercely, "do you think I'm going to give in? I'm telling you, ED, I'm going to drain you to the last point this afternoon. You don't want to make love with your little girlfriend after you go back "

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her eyelashes moved slightly, and she rubbed her face against the pillow, and Monica finally woke up from her deep sleep. She opened her eyes slightly, turned around and subconsciously wanted to hold the people around her. Only when her arms were empty did she find that she was lying alone on the bed with a thin quilt wrapped in her bare body.

Stunned for a few seconds, Monica finally reacts. She puts down her arm, shrugs her shoulders, and then lies on her back in bed with a faint sigh. Then she found that the bedside lamp was on and looked out of the glass window. It was already dark.

Well, at least he was careful before he left. She was going to sit up when she was suddenly attracted by the small card on the bedside table.

It was a very simple card. It could be seen that it was made by hand. There were simple strokes on the cover. Although there were only a few strokes, it outlined the sleeping appearance of Monica lying on the bed.

Monica picked up the card, turned the bedside lamp a little brighter, and opened it.

"Hi, dear Monica, when you saw this message, I had already left, but I couldn't find a better material to make the card. I'm sorry I can't be with you tonight, but I want to tell you that on my way back, I think about your lips all the time. Good night, good dream. "

Although there were only a few words, Monica, leaning against the head of the bed, looked over and over several times, and finally put her eyes on the simple strokes on the cover. This is not the first time to see such a simple stroke. Although Adrian didn't call her during the closed shooting period, he wrote her a letter every week. The letter didn't write too many things, but at the end of each letter, there was a small simple stroke. Although it was simple, it completely grasped the charm and knew who the painting was.

After a long sigh, Monica puts on her pajamas and comes out of bed. She didn't turn on the light. She went to the freezer barefoot and took a bottle of champagne and a cup. Then she sat down on the chair beside the French window, poured a glass for herself, and slowly tasted it. The light from outside spilled in through the glass and sprinkled on her body, drawing her shadow to the elder elder.

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