Chapter 1031

Start again, start again, continue to do it again. When old Larry announced that this was over, it was getting dark outside.

The cast members left after work. They were young men and women, and there were many non professional actors. For a time, the studio was full of chaos.

"Coat..."

Rachida Jones wanted to take off the school uniform jacket and return it to the crew, but Alicia hilveston tore the collar of the dress inside.

"No, leave a souvenir."

Song yachong, the dressmaker, waved, "help her deal with it."

"Let me see." The dressmaker came to have a look and asked, "do you want to change one with me?"

"No Rachida Jones doesn't want to wear the crew's clothes. She knows that the studio, the backstage activities of the youth comedy, and the clothes hangers are basically cheap goods.

"I'll sew it for you. Just a moment."

"No, I don't need it. I can't wear it in the future. Just help me cope with it today."

She saw that aplus had been cordially greeting the production crew leader all the way to the dedicated channel deep in the studio. She was very anxious, "the sooner the better."

"OK, we only need two paper clips."

The dressmaker is very professional. She takes out two paper clips and starts to handle the neckline for her on the spot. She bites one of them and pins the other on the collar of Rashida, and then does the same.

The door of the private passage was opened by the bodyguard, and Rashida saw a familiar figure, African American law Cochran, who hugged and shook hands with aplus. There's a beautiful and capable white professional woman, and black lawyers at Cochrane.

At the age of 20, aplus has attracted her immensely. She is good-looking, rich in gold, extremely talented and charismatic. She is still well-known.

I feel that the ideal mate is no one else. Even Tiger Woods, who has recently become famous and has a better image, is far inferior to him. The golfer does not have the domineering power of aplus.

Although he is quiet and quiet in the dining-room seat most of the time today, he doesn't give any directions, but he knows the entertainment industry well that he is the king of the whole crew. The director is obedient to him, and other people are also. No matter what he does, he will look at him. No matter what he wants, what does he think There will be someone to do it for him, without much ado.

It is said that Alicia hilveston, who was extremely difficult on the set, is as good as a kitten today. After fighting with herself, she still acts honestly. She just leaves after filming.

That's it. It's the subtle but seemingly ubiquitous sense of power around him that doesn't even need to be specially displayed. Even Oprah has to bow down to admit his mistake.

A man who is talking and laughing with Cochrane is like a bottle of poison that is lethal but must be tasted once in a lifetime.

"Am I not too reserved today?" She thought to herself.

"Well, look! Isn't it good? " The dressmaker's craftsmanship is very good. Two paper clips have repaired the neckline. It's not visible from the outside. It's just a fold.

"Thank you."

She grinned at each other and quickly followed.

"Sorry, miss." But by the bodyguard mercilessly block in the periphery, can only see aplus tall back.

"The situation is getting better and better After the election The struggle has entered a new stage The CBS weather anchor has just resigned on his own initiative... "

She heard from time to time Cochrane's words, 10 million, 10 million a year to launch a lawsuit against one of the three major wireless TV networks. He is the only one who has the courage to do so. Even the MJ and Simpson represented by Cochrane can't do it, and it seems that CBS is in a mess.

She did her homework before she came. It is said that Cochrane bought the ex-wife of CBS, the weather anchor, and got some strong evidence. However, CBS chose to abandon the car so soon.

"Uncle Cochrane."

When their conversation came to an end, they immediately gave a sweet voice. Their proud family background was not enough to see in front of aplus, but it was still useful. He had known Cochrane on social occasions before, although he seemed to have a very similar relationship with his big mouth father.

"Rashida?" Cochrane looked over and recognized himself. "With Quincy?"

"No, I'm playing in Florida, by the way Hey！ Aplus, I'm here, ha ha... "

What the hell am I here? How did you just say that? It's a shame.

She felt a fever in her face.

"Oh."

Aplus turned back, but waved to Mila, "Mila, where's taraji? Forget it. Don't call her. You take Rashida to the bar? Have something to eat. I have something to do. "

What the hell is it to ask my ex girlfriend to treat me? I hate it. Don't you have any interest in others?

She was very depressed, but she had to take the last chance, because aplus had raised her feet to leave with Cochrane. "I came here to skip classes." I don't believe you can play dumb."Not today..."

Aplus scratched his head and said, "tomorrow, my friends in Miami will come and play. There will be a party."

"OK, I'll be there."

Not bad, she chose to accept, "see you tomorrow?"

Aplus did not look at himself again, only made a OK gesture, his head first poked out the door, and then left with Cochrane surrounded by bodyguards.

"Alas

The door was closed and she sighed plaintively.

"Let's go." Mira's invited.

"Oh."

With Mila and her assistant, as well as winonica Weber and Irina pantayeva leaving the set, they don't have any conversation in the nanny car. She only chats with winonica Weber and Irina pantayeva.

Then, perhaps because Mila didn't seem to have a deeper relationship with her, or perhaps Mira's neutral dress and conversation lowered the alarm level, and after the four girls arrived at the bar, "don't you live together?" She asked.

"No, he lives on set, and the rest of the crew lives in hotels."

Mira didn't say there were Harry and Angelina Aker on the set, and even occasionally Brittany Murphy's silly girl was there.

"Well."

Rashida was more relieved. She followed Mira into the bar and saw many familiar faces that she had just seen on the set. All of them were new comers.

"Jared Leto, too?"

She saw Jared Leto's name and the repertoire on the small blackboard at the door.

In the past, when my sister and 2pac were dating, I didn't want to lose the "competition" between my sisters. I also planned to catch Jared Leto or little plum.

"Yes, his AP crew is in the studio next door."

Mila went to the corner of the bar and took the sign off the little table. "Sit down and have something to eat. Don't be restrained."

"Sherifen?"

Rachida recognized sherifen in the far corner, chatting with a gay man in gay.

"She's the queen of AP's cast."

Veronica Webber said, "it's always here."

"Queen?"

"It's just a metaphor, producer." Veronica Webber waved her hand and called the waiter for a drink and a simple meal.

Sherifen also noticed this side, and Mila nodded to each other from a distance, and said hello.

Big belly again? But seems to be ok with Mira?

Rachida was losing her grip on the relationship between these women.

And then the cell phone in the bag rang, "sorry." She took it out and saw that it was Dad's number again. She hung up subconsciously. She didn't know how many missed calls were. But she thought about it and answered, "Daddy..."

"So hard to send you to Harvard, you play truant for me missing?"

There was a stern rebuke from Quincy Jones.

"Just come out to relax." She replied.

"Don't play tricks, Rachida. I know where you are!"

"Mind me, old man!"

Her father and daughter did not agree with each other, and she lost her temper.

"How irritating

Quincy Jones was helpless at the busy beep of his mobile phone and urged the driver, "drive fast, how long will it take to get to the football monster set?"

"It's here." the driver rolled down the window, asked the man in the parking lot to look in the hall and said, "well, but it seems that you need a pass."

"I'm Quincy Jones! Tell aplus I want to see him! "

"Sorry, you can't get in without a pass, Mr. Jones. I really can't help it."

The black security guard looked into the car, recognized him, and replied respectfully.

Quincy Jones called Hayden again, and after being told to do so, aplus's bodyguard trotted over to put the car in.

"What are you doing here?" Aplus asked, sitting on the sofa.

The kid, as usual, doesn't respect himself. "Cochrane, you're here." After a while, Quincy Jones and Cochrane said hello and strode impolitely to open the door of the suite transformed from the studio lounge. There was no one in it and the baby daughter was not caught.

"Hey! What are you doing, old man? " Aplus immediately yelled.

In the shower room, there was a sound of water, and it was pushed away. A woman immediately screamed behind the ground glass, but she could vaguely recognize her skin color, which was definitely not her daughter's wheat color.

"Boss, please go out." Two bodyguards rushed in to hold his arm.

"I can go myself."

The rest room was not big. He felt more at ease. He was thrown out of the door impolitely and rushed to the next few doors. If he could open the door, he would open it. If he could not, he would listen to the sound.

"Where's Rashida?" Fortunately, there was no gain. He went back to question."Let him in."

Song Ya and Cochrane were both amused by the old man's nervousness, and motioned for old Mike to let him in again. "I played in my studio this afternoon, but I don't know where I'm going now." He didn't know what happened to the father and daughter, but it was always right to give Rashida a cover.

"Stay away from her, you little lecher!" Quincy Jones warning.

Song Yaxin said that if it wasn't for your shadow, the girl who took the initiative to rush to me, I wouldn't have to go down and not go, "don't worry, I'm not interested in her."

"Little nger."

Sweating all over, Quincy Jones sat panting beside Cochrane. "How did you come?"

Cochrane was too lazy to talk to him, pointing to the television. When acting for MJ, the two had a fight in the air, and they didn't have a good word for each other.

"A Los Angeles police spokesman said the detention of a driver suspected of deliberately causing a traffic accident is completely legal, and the prosecution has obtained strong evidence..."

The TV is talking about the latest development of the accident.

"Ha ha, what else do you have besides the 60000 yuan? Don't think I didn't know you were abusing your relationship with Los Angeles judicial politicians, aplus, Cochrane. You shouldn't have been messing with this kid

Quincy Jones sneered.

"If it's OK, you can get out of here." Song Ya didn't like to listen, so he asked to leave.

"White people, those white people won't be happy to see you toss around like this. They've set us ceiling, ceiling, understand? Don't think you can do whatever you want if you buy two media with only two money. Don't think that if you don't do something wrong, the white people won't unite against you. "

"If they really want to kill you, they will never leave such stupid evidence. The whole thing will turn around soon, Cochrane, and you will be in trouble."

Sonya and Cochrane both laughed.

"I've been fooling around for decades, and I know the virtues of the white people in motura. Don't ignore my advice."

Quincy Jones is in a better mood, but he still has to put up his seniority. He thinks that he is sincere for the other party. "Maybe I'm not so pleasant to say, but you need to hear some different voices. Boy, some lawyers are eager to encourage you to take a lawsuit for money. The more the better, the better. The case with CBS should not be Fight. "

"You're always so annoying, Quincy."

"Aplus is not the same. He has already stood in front of the ceiling. With the last leg, he will be higher than the boss Johnson of bet."

"And die."

Quincy Jones said, "the Los Angeles police can't hold the driver's new evidence. Let's see how you end up! Bear with it, let it go, and it will soon be over. "

"If you let me, you won't gain gratitude. If you take the opportunity to step on it, you'll only be afraid of more." Sloan came out after the bath and dressed.

"What are you going to do with the driver's case?" Asked Quincy Jones.

"Are you here to spy on some people, old man?" Song Ya scolded impatiently: "to tell you the truth, we are not familiar with each other. If it was not for the information of the song 2pac provided by Rachida, you could not even enter this door..."

"Little bastard! Don't respect your predecessors

"That also requires some people to be respected."

"Stop it." Sloan stopped their quarrel and switched to a local channel in Los Angeles.

"The driver joined a gang in the Southern District of Los Angeles in his early years, and we interviewed one of his former Gang associates."

The reporter broadcast the news, and then the picture was given to a black man with a blurred face. He said, "that guy always wanted to be a big ticket winner. At that time, he always said that Lao Tzu wanted to make a fortune, and he would do earth shaking events. He could be on the news. So when I saw him in the news, it didn't surprise me at all. "

"Many gang members like to say that." The reporter questioned, "but it may not be true."

"He's different. He's serious. I can feel it."

Sloan changed another channel. After the election, there was more exposure of this kind of news. "The suspect, the driver's early criminal record includes intentional wounding and involvement in organized criminal activities..."

The TV station interviewed the retired police officer who handled the driver's case at that time, "I have an impression of him. He is the standard street bastard who takes the prison as his home..."

"His lawyer said he had been reformed."

"That's not normal, right? I think he's actually promoted. You know what I mean? Some gang members will be hidden by the organization like spies, and they seem to live an ordinary life. But in fact, they need to do more important things for the organization secretly, such as spying on police intelligence, or being a killer. " The retired officer replied.

"The driver had a lot of bad deeds in his early years..."

"Is a happy family life just a disguise?""Suspicious behavior..."

"It's hard to explain why the driver who worked around Beverly Hills for many years drove the wrong way on the day of the crime."

"Beverly Hills residents are very concerned about this vicious case. The business of the freight company where the driver works and the party service company that employs it are poor..."

After the Los Angeles police arrested the driver for the second time, the media began to explore the driver's past and criminal motives, just like the Simpson case at that time, as if they had turned into Sherlock Holmes.

"Because it is generally believed that if the police arrest the suspect again so soon, they must have sufficient evidence, and the media do not want to be the one with hindsight. It is faster than the police to dig out the material and get the ratings."

Sloan put down the remote control. "Although some big media are still silent, the ratings drive small stations and tabloids to actively seek evidence for us and the rationality of the arrest."

"Do you know media science? Quincy. " Song Ya asked the old man who looked more and more ugly.

"Little nger..." Quincy Jones can't be mad.

"Ha ha, as long as I can win, or look like I can win, then the rationality of a lot of things doesn't need to worry about, because at this time, there is evidence for me."

Song ya, with a smile, picked up the glass. "Your daughter should be in the bar nearby, not free."

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