Chapter 320： How can I hurry up

"Whose car is this?"

After closing the car door and tying the seat belt, Natalie asked curiously.

"Birthday gift for you, do you like it?" Ryan stepped on the accelerator, and the red Maserati left the street rented by Natalie and galloped towards the east section of Long Island.

"The colors are too bright, the style is too ostentatious, keep up with the East..." At this point, Natalie shrugged playfully.

Listening to the string of reasons the girl said, Ryan shook his head slightly. Fortunately, this was not a gift he had prepared. This sports car was borrowed from the pink goblin at the Waldorf Astoria hotel where he was staying.

"Well, actually this car belongs to Pali."

Ryan opened a heart-shaped ornament in front of the car. Inside was a photo of a girl with platinum blonde straight hair.

"You haven't contacted for a long time?" Natalie asked calmly.

"Yes." Ryan turned the steering wheel, waited for the car to turn, and then said, "I happened to meet her when I went to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel today. My car here was parked in the villa. Borrowed one."

"Paris is still the same?"

"Almost, I said goodbye to her without a few words."

After all, I haven't contacted for a while. Paris Hilton was willing to lend him this limited edition sports car. First, she had established a relationship since she was a teenager, and second, she wanted to go to Hollywood to develop.

The car stopped in front of a villa, Ryan and Natalie walked out of the car door one after another, opened the electric gate, and entered the courtyard of the villa.

The villa is in a typical French style. The red roof is very bright and the white walls are spotless. After walking through the small vestibule, the two enter the living room. The area of ​​the house is not large and the decoration is simple. Obviously not prepared for long-term residence.

Despite the limited area of ​​the house, the location is excellent. When you walk up to the balcony on the second floor, you can see the beautiful coastline not far away. And the sparkling water, occasionally when the sea breeze blows, you can still smell the slightly salty breath.

After walking around the villa, the two of them prepared black tea and snacks together, and returned to the balcony, sitting at the woven rattan table, enjoying afternoon tea while admiring the sea and sky in the distance.

"Very nice place, you can settle here." Natalie stared at the sea in the distance, sipping black tea.

"Do you like it?" Ryan seemed to say casually. "You can move in if you like, Nat."

Natalie turned her head and stared at him blankly.

"This can save money. The rent of your small villa should be very expensive?" Ryan immediately found a reason.

"I just got a job, and the salary is enough to cover my expenses." Natalie lowered her eyes. Turning his head away, I can't see that I've been heartbroken just now.

jobs? Pay? These two words caught Ryan's attention, and he asked curiously, "What movie did you take?"

"The title of the film is tentatively called "The End of the Heart", and the director is still of Chinese origin." Natalie probably felt that she hadn't mentioned it to Ryan, and she explained in detail with a little apology. "Originally, when the other party invited me, I refused because there was a **** scene in it, so I didn't tell you, but a few days ago, director Pooh Wang sent someone to send a new script, and they deleted those too much. Sensitive scene."

Ryan nodded slowly. Of course he knew which movie Natalie was talking about.

"That's right, Nat." Ryan pointed to the house next door suddenly, "I heard that this villa is for rent. You can rent it to us as neighbors."

"Ryan." Natalie stared into his eyes and said very seriously. "The next year, I will participate in the sat test, filming "Heart End", and the post-dubbing of "Star Wars". I don't have time to think about other things."

"Sorry, Ryan."

Presumably knowing that the words just now were a bit over, Natalie put down the tea cup and shook her big hand on the wicker chair.

"It's okay, dear... Nat." Holding the small hand in his palm and gently squeezing the protruding joints, Ryan asked, "Have you thought about which university to apply for?"

"The first choice is Harvard."

Without any hesitation, the girl gave the expected answer.

"Clinical psychology?"

"Hmm~"

For Ryan, there are really no surprises.

The sea breeze gradually cooled, and the sky dimmed. Unconsciously, the two of them sat on the balcony chatting for half an afternoon as if they were children.

"What do you want for dinner?" Ryan didn't mean to let Natalie leave.

"Do you or me?" Natalie asked.

"This one……"

Ryan looked at the little hand he was holding, then looked at his own hand, and quickly made a decision, "Let's go out to eat."

In the French restaurant of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, the melodious and soothing piano sound played like running water. Ryan looked helplessly at the pink fairy sitting next to Natalie, and couldn't help but sigh in secret.

"How do you know I am here?"

"I asked the people in the lobby to pay attention, and they will notify me when you come back."

Paris Hilton took the fork and gently poked the steak in the disk. She didn't mean to have dinner at all. She looked at Natalie again, "Hey, Nat, won't you be upset?"

"Of course not." Natalie smiled politely. "We haven't seen each other in a few years, Paris."

"Yeah, you two have become big stars." The rich daughter's tone, with undisguised envy, "After graduating from high school next year, I also plan to go to Hollywood to develop."

"Do you want to go to Hollywood?" Natalie was a little curious. Does this girl born with a golden spoon need to go to that Vanity Fair to roll around?

"Yes, I want the world to remember the name Paris Hilton..."

"Cough~" Ryan coughed lightly, and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, "Sorry, I ate a bit faster."

"It's okay." Paris Hilton suddenly moved forward and asked seriously, "Ryan, can you give me some advice?"

Although up to now, this girl has not completely escaped from the category of naive play, but this does not mean that she is a fool, but the elite education she received since childhood, let her vaguely know how to use every advantage.

"You can sing? Have you received professional vocal studies, Parrie?" Ryan asked seriously.

"No." Paris shook her head.

"What about acting? Do you have relevant experience?" Ryan continued to ask.

"No." Paris then shook her head.

"Do you know anything about script creation or film and television production?"

"will not."

This time I didn't wait for Ryan to continue asking questions. She said anxiously, "I used to be an amateur model and shot covers for many magazines."

"So." Ryan put his right hand on the dining table and stretched out a finger. In line with his own tone, "You should develop towards fashion."

"Fashion?" Paris shook her head subconsciously.

"Don't be too busy denying it." Ryan pointed to her pink shirt. "You have a lot of experience in dressing up. For example, today's dress suits your style very well..."

Natalie's eyes drifted from Ryan's face, as if he had never praised himself this way before? Damn it.

"Ryan, are we friends?" Paris didn't even listen to those words.

"Of course." In any case, the friendship established as a child is far more reliable than the people who have come together now.

"Then you can find a role for me."

Paris Hilton suddenly grabbed Ryan's right hand on the table and shook it gently. "It's better to be a popular character soon, I want to become a big star soon."

You really don’t know how polite! Natalie's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the two hands that were joined together.

Almost at the same time that Paris's voice fell, Ryan withdrew his hand calmly and said softly. "Pali, the words may not sound very pleasant, but without acting skills, it is difficult to find a suitable role."

"Then what to do?" Palristo lifted his chin, showing a thoughtful look.

In fact, Ryan wanted to tell her that you were one of the heirs of the Hilton Group. As long as you are introduced into that circle, you don't need to make any extra moves, and you don't even need to make outrageous moves. Just relying on your identity and appearance is enough to attract the attention of many media.

But this is not suitable for speaking in person.

"I have an idea." Paris' eyes lit up and asked. "Ryan, I remember you don't have a girlfriend?"

Ryan didn't answer, but looked at Natalie. The Long Island girl had already answered for him, "He didn't."

"That's fine." Paris doesn't care who the answer is. "Tomorrow, we will pretend to be a couple and go around Fifth Avenue..."

Having said that, she shook her head, and without waiting for Ryan to refute, she said excitedly, "Ryan, let me be your girlfriend!"

"What?" Ryan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Let me be your girlfriend." Paris doesn't seem to be joking, "Don't you think our age identities are all right?"

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of a knife and fork hitting the disk, and Natalie Shi Shiran stood up, "Ryan, I'm full, take me home."

"Sorry, Paris, it's late, I'm going back." She looked at her side again.

"Good." Ryan stood up quickly, "Goodbye, Parrie."

He no longer gave this troublesome opportunity to speak, pulling Natalie, and leaving the Waldorf Astoria without looking back.

"Paris is just joking."

In the driving car, Ryan glanced at the passenger seat, and the Long Island girl was calm.

"Have you met before?" Natalie asked softly after a long time.

"Yeah." Ryan nodded and said slowly, "You should know how some women in this circle are."

Natalie pressed her lips hard and stared closely at Ryan's eyes. She thought it would be very rare for him to persist until now. Maybe she should make some concessions and change.

"Ryan, don't forget two days later." Natalie reminded before getting out of the car.

"Your birthday, dear Nat."

ps:

Next, I will find a pure vase role for Paris Hilton, hands-on plus coquettish ()