Chapter 134

At the end of the conversation with Catherine, Wang Jian also prepared to greet Tom and Dorsey to leave here.

Because now it's not just beautiful women or handsome guys who come to chat up, but a couple of men and women.

Wang Jian had to sigh about the openness of the entertainment industry, and at the same time, he continued to look for companions in the crowd.

Tom was surrounded by some beautiful women and had no time for him. I don't know what he said, the beauties also gave out a silver bell like laugh from time to time.

On the other hand, Dorothy is surrounded by several beauties, who are telling something seriously. Just look at the women's expressions, they are almost ready to cry.

"Dorsey is not talking about computer maintenance with Broadway actresses again, is he?"

Wang Jian said to himself with a smile, remembering some interesting things he had heard about Dorothy.

Well, he can do it.

"May I sit here, please?"

Suddenly, a clear female voice interrupted his thoughts.

"If it's just sitting, of course." Wang Jianman said carelessly: "however, it's unnecessary to direct acting skills."

"You look a little familiar, don't you...

" best seller writer (prison break producer) " Wang Jian shakes his head and makes up what he wants to say in his heart.

But the next moment, I heard, "do you live in an East Coast Apartment?"

Huh?

The curious woman sitting next to Wang has a little wrong guess.

This young white woman was wearing a tight skirt, black stockings and long chestnut hair.

"I'm sorry," Wang Jian recalled to his apartment neighbors. "Because of the busy work, I don't know my neighbors very well."

"You live in an East Coast Apartment, too?"

This man has no impression of himself at all?

Vera gritted her silver teeth and squeezed out a smile. "I work there in my spare time."

"You live in 419. That apartment is still my cleaning area."

Wang Jian thought for a moment, the usual apartment cleaning is really good.

This also makes love clean and lazy, and saves a lot of trouble.

"Oh, thank you very much." He picked up the beer and touched it. "Why are you here, to accompany your friends?"

"Well." Vera sipped her beer. "My friend said the author of the novel harem would be at the party."

"I like this work best. I want the author to sign it." She shook her head regretfully. "There are so many people. Which one is it?"

After Lin en's edification, Wang Jian is not a good bird.

"The harem?" He looked at Vera with a puzzled face. "I haven't seen it in the bookstore."

Vera had no idea that Wang Jian's reaction was like this.

Dead man, even to my mother!

She looked adored and said in a sincere tone: "this work has not yet been published in a physical version. It was published on a website."

"It is said that the author of Hougong, in order to give literary lovers a place to publish their works, has invested to set up a website."

She lifted her long hair and her blue eyes fixed on Wang Jian. "I think such a man is very great. He is the one who really loves literature!"

Wang Jian nodded with deep agreement, "yes, in this materialistic New York City, such people are really rare."

This man is too cheeky!

Vera choked and didn't know what to say.

And then Naomi came out of the bedroom.

Hum, super tight short sleeveless skirt, 8-inch high heels.

This time, I'm in a vacuum!

Wang Jian, right? Why don't you bow down to me and offer me the role of Anne Boleyn?

But suddenly, she found a woman sitting on the sofa, leaning forward to hook up with Wang Jian.

“bitch！” Naomi squeezed out a word from her teeth, "how dare you collude with your own target on my mother's territory?"

She cut her curly blonde hair with her hand, took a deep breath, and walked by.

"Wang, what are you talking about, so happy?" She sat down directly next to the target. "Who's this lady? Can you introduce her?"

Vera took a look at the woman and recognized her.

"Naomi Watts, it's prison break that makes her famous? In this way, she really has something to do with the king

"You can do it. Why can't I?"

She smiles and reaches out her hand. "Vera famega, sort of a Broadway actor."

"Oh, actors!" Naomi sighed, "I just don't know what role I played?""Well, Broadway is tough, isn't it? I've seen too many women who want to use this place as a springboard to become a star. "

She bent down and poured a glass of beer at the right angle for Wang Jian to see.

"What's more, many young women are trying to be famous

"Yes." Vera also sighed, "these girls are as ambitious and young and beautiful as Anne Pauline."

She glanced at Wang Jian. "By the way, Miss Naomi, you were born in 1968. You should be 28 years old this year, right?"

"28 is really not young for an actress."

"Anne Pauline?" When Nao heard the name, she felt nervous.

She took a furtive look at Wang Jian.

Once again, Wang Jian's mood is totally different from that of Christmas Eve.

The three women have a certain relationship with themselves. As for the two actresses...

ha ha, just go to the theatre.

"Just now, Miss Vera and I were talking about the author of harem and the protagonist Anne Pauline."

Sure enough, it's for Anne Boleyn!

Naomi leaned slightly against Wang Jian.

"But in the book, young Anne Pauline still has a fantasy." Her hand was slightly close to Wang Jian's arm. "When she grew up, she was willing to pay any price to achieve her goal."

"Am I right? Wang

Wang gradually shrugged and turned his eyes to Vera famega.

To tell you the truth, compared with the story of Zhen Huan in my mind, the story of Po Lin family is only half written.

If the adaptation of this work is successful, then we have to prepare for the second season.

In fact, it can be used as a collection of materials...

"young Anne Boleyn is satisfied to be a lover, but when she is older, she wants to be a queen."

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself."

"I was born in 1973 and just turned 23 this year." Vera smiles.

Sure enough, age comparison is absolutely the most important thing women care about.

Naomi now completely relies on Wang Jian, hoping to prove her charm with a man.

Vera famega, on the other hand, was drinking beer with a smile. She was only wearing high-heeled shoes, but quietly climbed up to Wang Jian's leg.