Chapter 115 Numbers

This is a small and secluded alley. Going more than ten meters to the left is the street. Just as Eric and the girl walked out of the alley, a thin figure rushed over.

After Werther was asked out of the hall by the security guard, he found that Eric hadn't come out, and ran to the back door decisively. Both Eric and Jennifer were rookies dealing with paparazzi, but they only thought of the back door strategy and completely underestimated the shrewdness of the paparazzi.

Werther didn't pay attention to Eric's move out of the back door. He didn't take pictures this time, because the camera stored a lot of intimate photos of the two people, which was enough. Holding a tape recorder in front of Eric, Werther asked, "Eric, is Miss Jennifer Connelly your new girlfriend?"

Eric didn't answer, grabbed Jennifer Connelly and walked quickly to the parking lot. But the girl was wearing high heels, and she was destined to not be able to walk much.

Werther followed Eric step by step and asked persistently, "Eric, why did you come to watch "Dragon Killing Array" because you were worried that it would threaten the box office of "Fengyue"?"

"Eric, when will "Dark War" start filming, did Cruise and Hanks also encounter strong obstruction from CAA like Richard Gere did?"

Although Eric is a rookie in dealing with paparazzi, he firmly remembers the most useful one, that is, in the face of the sudden appearance of paparazzi, no matter what the other party asks or how provocative it is, it is best not to say a word. Because no matter what you say, the paparazzi will distort it according to their own wishes.

Seeing that Eric had nothing to gain, Werther decisively shifted his target: "Jennifer, when did you start dating Eric, don't you mind that Eric has another girlfriend named Jennifer?"

"Jennifer, will you play the heroine of "Dark War"?"

"Jennifer, will you move to Eric's Beverly Hills mansion?"

"..."

Facing Werther's pressing questioning, Jennifer slowly showed an impatient look on her face. Just as she was about to say something, Eric had already pulled the girl to the side of the Lamborghini, opened the door, and quickly pulled the girl away. stuffed in.

"Hey Eric, did you treat Miss Jennifer so rudely, does it mean that the two of you are not boyfriend and girlfriend, so what is your relationship, is it some kind of deal? Eric, Eric… …”

Lamborghini's scissor door was pulled closed, and Werther could only pat the sports car glass and asked in a louder voice, but unfortunately, he was destined to get no answer. The sports car started slowly and quickly disappeared into the traffic.

Along the way, Jennifer Connelly bowed her head and remained silent. Eric was neither a gentleman nor a person too patient, and he planned to take the girl down tonight.

It's a pity that what happened just now, the paparazzi asked a lot of questions alluded to the direction of some kind of transaction between the actress and the male director. Eric could only give up temporarily because of Jennifer's feelings.

It's not that Eric never thought to spend a sum of money to buy Werther's negatives and make him shut up, after all, only the other party is a paparazzi. However, not to mention that the other party kept the tape recorder on, so he had no chance to speak. And there is also a lot of risk in this kind of thing. Once the price cannot be negotiated and the purchase fails, it is just a small matter of watching a movie together, but it will be a big deal.

Lamborghini stopped at the entrance of the hotel where Jennifer lived, and the girl was still sitting there quietly, not in a hurry to push the door and get out of the car, as if she was hesitating. Eric didn't rush, his fingers jumped like a piano on the steering wheel, he thought the girl was just frightened,

Need to sit there and relax.

"Mr. Williams," after a while, Jennifer Connelly finally raised her head, and for the first time summoned up the courage to take the initiative to look at Eric, but her tone was a little more alienated: "You didn't talk to that guy named Jennifer Aniston's girls broke up, right?"

Eric's beating fingers on the steering wheel suddenly stopped, hesitating for a moment, but still nodded: "Yes."

Although he didn't expect too much, Jennifer Connelly still had a sad look on his face: "Then, Mr. Williams, I don't think I'm too suitable for the role in "Dark War", you Consider others."

"If it's because of the words of the paparazzi just now, Jennifer, I won't pester you again in the future," Eric assured bluntly, making sure to stabilize the girl first.

Unsurprisingly, a struggling look appeared on Jennifer Connelly's face, and in the end the pride of the girl prevailed over the desire for fame and fortune: "I'm sorry, Eric, even if we have nothing in the future, those newspapers will still make irresponsible remarks. , I don't want to be seen as... a woman like that."

Eric stared at the girl for a while before saying, "Okay, as you wish."

Although he is domineering, he is not a bully. Since Jennifer Connelly is so determined, Eric will no longer insist.

Hearing Eric's words, Jennifer Connelly didn't look happy. She knew what it meant to give up. Maybe her career would be at a low ebb for a long time to come.

The girl was about to open the car door to leave, but Eric suddenly stopped the other party: "Jennifer, wait a moment."

Jennifer had to sit back again and looked at Eric suspiciously. Eric touched the upper and lower pockets for a long time, but couldn't find a business card or the like. He could only take the girl's handbag, from the inside He took out a lipstick, forcibly pulled the girl's somewhat resisting hand, and quickly wrote a series of numbers on it: "This is my home phone. If you need any help in the future, you can call me at any time."

Jennifer looked at the Arabic numerals on her hand, and finally nodded and thanked before opening the car door and leaving. After walking all the way to the hotel lobby, Jennifer Connelly dared to look back and found that the Lamborghini was still parked in the same place. The girl quickly turned her head and looked away.

Back in the hotel room, she felt a faint sense of exhaustion, put her handbag on the coffee table, unzipped the zipper on the back, took off her long skirt, walked into the bathroom wearing **, turned on the faucet, the girl lowered her head and stared blankly at the A string of numbers, I stretched out my hand several times, but I was not willing to wash it out.

In the end, he sighed lightly, returned to the living room to find the address book, wrote down the number, and then went back to the bathroom to continue taking a shower.

More than 20 minutes later, the girl returned to the living room wearing a bathrobe and wiping her wet hair with a towel, when she just heard a knock on the door.

"Jenny, I just heard a waiter say that you're back, why are you back?" The agent Lester asked nervously with a bad premonition in his heart.

"Sorry, Jim, I just turned down that role."

"You..." The hunch in his heart became a reality, Lester's lips trembled a few times, but it turned into a sigh: "Jenny, you are too impulsive, do you know the girl who submitted information to Firefly to get this role? How many children are there, more than 2800, but only more than 200 got audition opportunities. I heard that Eric Williams also rejected several Hollywood A-level actresses. Listen to these data, you You should understand how lucky you are."