Chapter 117

Feeling that the car door was pulled open, Janet, who was holding on the steering wheel, turned her head slowly. She didn't have the look she had in the performance, and her voice couldn't be corrected for a moment. She looked at Simon with eyes full of light, and her voice was still soft. "Little bastard, you bully me."

Simon looks at Janet's appearance and immediately regrets it. It's obvious that the repeated shooting for six hours in a row is a very exhausting thing. Women don't have any acting experience, and the energy invested in the whole process is far more than anyone else on the scene.

He reached out to take Janet out of the driver's seat. Before Simon could say anything, the woman rubbed her cheek against his arm. It seemed that she had found the right position, opened her mouth and bit her.

Simon was only wearing a short sleeve T-shirt. The touch of a woman's teeth really surprised him.

A moment later, Simon relaxed when he felt that Janet was only holding a piece of her own skin and apparently still keeping her rational and not biting too hard.

It's just that.

There was a moment of embarrassment.

The rest of the crew who had just thought something had happened had gathered around. Looking at the situation, most of them were smiling.

Simon feels the two rows of small teeth on his biceps. He just continues to hold the woman in his arms and tells everyone to stop work as if nothing had happened. Then he tells Jennifer to ask Neil Bennett to drive the car.

after such a toss, Simon finally leaves the studio with Jeanette in his arms and directly sits on her range rover at the door.

Neil Bennett escorted them to the car. Catherine opened the door and got on the co pilot. She turned to look at the two people in the back seat and said, "Simon, is it really OK?"

Simon gently raised his right arm, Janet's small head also moved, with a wry smile to Katherine said: "look, very hard," and then bowed his head to coax: "baby, raw is not delicious, home cooked and then bite?"

"Well..."

Katherine rolled her eyes as Simon said, and was relieved to see Janet groaning and wrapping herself around the man again. As soon as he got out of the car, Neil Bennett had already started it.

I didn't plan to go back to palisade with Simon. Catherine was about to tell Neil to stop the car when Simon's voice came from the back: "go to our place. We haven't got together for a long time. Let's have dinner together."

It seems that since the death of the bloody corpse night, I have never been with him too much. Katherine also has some memories of last year's three people cooking dinner together and going to the carnival.

I heard Simon say that, but I didn't dare to look back.

After glancing back in the rearview mirror and catching his eager eyes, she sat down.

The range rover drives out of the north gate of Fox Studios and quickly turns onto Santa Monica Avenue.

As soon as Simon began to ask Catherine to stay, Janet's little teeth tightened in his arms. He gently scratched the woman's waist. After she twisted her body and relaxed her teeth, Simon said to Katherine again, "how's the box office of blood corpse night?"

Today is July 30, Thursday.

The sixth week of blood dead night.

It's impossible not to know the box office of the film when you think of Simon's character who is used to controlling everything. Knowing that he was actively looking for topics, Katherine still said, "the total box office of last weekend was $32.19 million, and it should have been $36 million before the next one," so she looked up in the rearview mirror again and said, "thank you all the time."

The participation of the little men in the back row not only improves the quality of blood corpse night. What's more, it's just taking advantage of "Lola Run" and "Butterfly Effect" that this film gets such high attention and box office.

Catherine, she thought, regretted somehow.

Last Christmas.

Maybe.

It's time to take this little man to San Francisco.

Glancing in the rearview mirror again, looking at Janet who is shrinking in his arms like a kitten, she can't help but feel sorry for herself. She is really a failed woman.

The car soon returned to palisade's mansion.

Although the tone of her voice still hasn't changed, Janet regained some spirit after she got home.

It's 7:30 and it's getting dark.

Three people together in the kitchen to prepare dinner, after dinner watch TV chat, so to more than nine o'clock, Catherine wanted to leave, but was pulled by Janet stay.

Simon was naturally banished to other bedrooms.

In the master bedroom of the villa, two women took a bath and changed their pajamas. Janet took Katherine and sat down on the big bed together. Holding a map book, she showed the woman, "this is Tasmania. Simon and I are going to buy it all. Kate, guess how big it is? "

Katherine listened to Janet's voice, looking at Tasmania, which is still very prominent even compared with the Australian mainland, and said, "it's bigger than many small countries. How can it be bought?""The land in Tasmania is very cheap. We recently bought a 1300 acre farm. The total area of this island is 16.9 million acres. As long as we stick to it, one day it will belong to us completely. "

Catherine, imagining the distance between 16.9 million acres and 1300 acres, shook her head and said, "I don't know where all your crazy ideas come from."

Janet glanced at Catherine discontentedly. "It's not my crazy idea. It's a little bastard's dream."

"Well, dream," Catherine said with a smile, "and then?"

Janet blinked and wondered, "what then?"

Catherine pulled out the pillow behind her and held it in her arms. "I mean, even if you can buy the island, then what?"

Janet turned her head for a while, raised her chin, and said, "it's enough for a dream to come true. What's more, there must be a lot of things that will be interesting. What about a big island. "

Instead of arguing with Janet, Catherine said, "are you going to talk in that tone all the time?"

Janet put down the atlas, raised her hand and rubbed it on her face. After a while, she said again, "how are you doing now?"

Catherine shook her head. "It's still weird."

Janet didn't care, she said, "I don't want to change it. Anyway, little bastards like it."

After a long day's busy talking, Janet soon got tired. Catherine turned off the light and the two women lay down together.

In the dark.

Just after a moment of silence, Janet rustled up and said, "Kate, I'm used to sleeping with little bastards."

Catherine felt Janet's little paw on her waist. She felt strange. She held her hand down and said angrily, "then go to him. What are you doing with me?"

"Ha ha," Janet said, putting her whole body close to Katherine and hugging her completely. "So do you

The same?

How could it be the same?

Why is it the same?

Catherine's mind flashed a series of confused ideas, feeling that Janet had no other action, then gradually relaxed.

It seems.

So, it feels good.

So he slowly reached out and put it on Janet carefully.

Thinking that she would go to sleep like this, just for a moment, Janet said, "Kate, the little bastard should not be asleep yet?"

Catherine had some bad hunches: "huh?"

Janet said, "shall we call him over?"

Come here?

What are you calling for?

Do what!

How can this work!

Pa -

"ah, it hurts."

"No more nonsense, or I'll leave."

"Well, hum," Janet seemed to curl her mouth. "I just made up my mind, Kate. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Catherine raised her hand again.

Janet quickly begged for mercy: "well, well, I won't say, sleep."

After a hard day, Janet soon fell asleep.

However, Catherine didn't sleep well all night, and all kinds of confused thoughts floated in her mind involuntarily.

I don't know how long later, it seems that I heard some noise. Catherine opened her eyes and found that the sky outside the curtain gap was already bright. As expected, Janet was still clinging to her, wondering if she would hold someone all night.

It's really

And then I feel a little bit hot on my cheek.

No sleep at all, gently off Janet's arms, look at the time, it's only six o'clock in the morning.

After washing, he walked out of the bedroom and found that the door of the study next door was open. He realized that the sound he just felt was not an illusion. He had already got up.

Janet just filmed for six hours in a row yesterday, and finally got tired to bite. His work these days is obviously more arduous. I didn't expect that he would get up so early.

Maybe.

That should be him.

If he didn't work so hard all the time, how could he have everything now.

Standing at the door of the bedroom, Catherine hesitated, and went towards the open door.

Simon still woke up at five o'clock today, earlier than Catherine thought. At this time, he was standing in the corner of the desk, coffee in hand, holding the microphone to speak with Noah Scott in Chicago.

The same 20 point rise, the S & P 500 index from 270 points to 290 points took a month and a half, but from 290 points to 310 points, it took only three weeks.

Simon remembers that the limit of the S & P 500 before Black Monday was around 330. So, from July 27, when the S & P 500 broke 310, he ordered Noah Scott to change hands again.In the previous four days, more than half of the company's 6800 contracts had been closed. At the same time, we started to establish long contracts again at the rate of 1000 contracts per day.

A total of 6800 contracts, according to the average increase of about 20 points, the theoretical profit of each contract is still as high as $10000.

After the liquidation, the principal of westero's account will reach about $200 million, and Simon plans to increase his long contract share to 10000. Next, 10000 contracts, 310 points to 330 points. As long as there is no accident, westero will accumulate $300 million in principal before September.

The September delivery month in memory is far more turbulent than the previous June.

However, with a principal of US $300 million, Simon can still make a small profit under the overall downward trend in September. In October, until the big crash on October 19, Simon had more than two weeks to make the final layout.

Noting Catherine's presence at the door, Simon smiles at the woman, makes a good morning gesture, and continues to discuss today's buying and selling plans with Noah Scott.

Seeing Simon on the phone, Catherine wanted to avoid it, but when he said good morning to her in silence, he subconsciously came in and stood in the other corner of the wide desk, pretending to listen to him with great interest.

However, she was at a loss about the terms such as long positions, closing positions and changing hands.

Just can't help but want to stand beside him.

Listening absently, I noticed that he had changed into a long sleeve shirt today and wanted to laugh.

The bite mark that Janet left yesterday probably hasn't gone.

Then.

The man suddenly handed over his coffee cup.

She was puzzled, but she took it, holding it in her hand, and glancing at the half cup of coffee in the cup.

What does that mean?

For yourself?

It's not polite not to drink.

But it's not.

It's obviously something you've had, right?

After hesitation, she put the cup to her mouth and took a sip.

Good coffee.

It's just, it's weird.

Why to drink cheek to be able to feel some heat?

Then.

When the fax machine in front of him was buzzing, he used his free hand to sort out the pages of documents vomited from the fax machine, and her cheek became hotter.

Moreover, although still a serious appearance, but your mouth smile, when I can not see it?

Little bastard!

Soon the fax machine stopped working, and he reached for it again.

It was a little impulsive to pour coffee on him, but I just thought that it was too much, so I handed it back, but it didn't give him any good face.

Instead of picking up the coffee cup, the hand caught her by the wrist.

I'm not Jennie.

What is this for?

Thinking, she felt that she had been pulled in front of him, and the hateful face with a smile came up to her, kissed her on the lips, and then separated. She has no time to react to you!

He glared at him with warning.

If you dare to do anything too much, you will get angry.

He really didn't do anything too much.

As if nothing had happened at all, he said something in an emphatic tone as if nothing had happened.

What is this?

So I got mad.

He reached over and pinched his other arm hard, leaving no force at all.

I can't bite, can't I pinch?

Little bastard!

Simon gasped for breath from the stabbing pain in his arm.

That's cruel.

It's more painful than Janet's bite.

The phone is still connected, completely dare not show what strange, can only silently beg for mercy to the woman.

Catherine's heart soon softened at his pitiful appearance. Let go of hand, once again stare at him, just turn round to walk toward the study outside.

It's just that.

Subconsciously speeding up the pace, how to look at all have a sense of escape.