"Even if my name is not involved, the past few days have been a difficult one..."

In a noisy, dimly lit bar room, Matt Damon drank half a cup of amber whiskey in one sip, leaning against the sofa, his eyes were a little dull, and he looked at the ceiling with a painful expression and sighing.

"Okay, man, it's not your fault, this kind of plundering happens behind the door, out of the public eye. Hollywood has heard too many things like this, here is Hollywood, this always happens, isn't it?"

Little Lizi shook her head helplessly and looked at Matt Damon's lost appearance. I really don't know how to comfort her. In fact, when she worked with Harvey, she heard him boast about the women who had sex with him. He brags about this kind of thing in a small range, but after many times, everyone was a little skeptical, because if they believed him, it meant that they believed some big-name female stars, some of them were their friends, and had encountered the worst things.

"Buzz"

Matt Damon opened his eyes suddenly, and watched the phone on the table start to shake again and emit a flash of light. He reached out to pick up the phone and took a look, then fell into hesitation.

"Bang!"

Little Li Zi snatched her phone and threw it into the ice bucket. Looking at Damon with a speechless and depressed look, "I will give you a new one tomorrow. Don't be soft-hearted. He is not worthy of your own. He is like a trapped beast, still struggling dyingly. I ask all Hollywood industry bigwigs to help keep his job and avoid him being fired by the board of directors, but obviously, no one does this.

Big Ben, Clooney received more favors from him…”

As he said that, Little Plum patted Matt Damon on the shoulder and poured him a glass of whiskey. Matt picked up a sip and drank it, and then went to get the bottle to pour the wine.

Little Lizi looked helplessly, suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but put on Matt's shoulder and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to have a good drink. After that Andy moved into the Flower of Lis, she hasn't invited us to visit. Let's go now!"

"ah?"

"Ah what, I'm leaving!"

"But, but now..."

"What if he doesn't matter, I'll go out and call him. This guy is also a bastard. He must not sleep now. Maybe he's still on some woman... Ahem, okay, my fault!"

Matt Damon's face turned ugly, and he looked at the jokey little Lizi with a constipated expression. He took out his cell phone from the ice bucket and shook it. Lizi dragged it away from the bar.

Returning to the western suburbs of Los Angeles, the city of Brentwood, which reveals a modern architectural sense, is brightly lit in the super-large living room with a blue suspender home group. Nicole Kidman, wearing a blue suspender home group, has a half-burning cigarette on his slender fingers. His sharp eyes have been replaced by anxiety. His white and glowing skin feels a hint of chill in the night wind.

"That's all you can think of?"

Nicole's eyebrows were almost upside down, her eyes were filled with disappointment and dismay. She looked at her agent who had been her for 14 years and asked in a sharp and clear voice.

"Nicole, you know, we have always had a good relationship with Harvey, he...well, let's not talk about him anymore, you have to know, he helped you get the Best Actress..."

"Sheit! Don't mention that fat pig, let alone that damn actress queen. I paid the price, that's what I deserve! fxxk! Since then, I've been completely insulated from the awards and have been ridiculed as a box office poison!

Look, in the "Return on Investment Ratio" released by Forbes, I am at the bottom. The film company spent 1 dollar on me and could only get a return of 1 dollar. Damn it!

You go! Now, leave my house right away!”

Nicole, who was already in a bad mood, had a heroic white and glowing face. Her beauty dissipated and became a little fierce. Her eyes stared at the agent who was smiling bitterly and issued an order to expel the customer.

"Sheit! A group of birds raised, and even asked me to pretend that something didn't happen..."

Nicole Kidman's fingers were slightly excited and trembled with cigarettes to his mouth. After taking a sip, he cursed constantly while squirting while continuously squirting the ashes in the ashtray.

"It's not surprising at all. I've said that Caa will do nothing in this matter and will not even dare to come forward to help you, because the new gatekeeper Carl was kicked out of the company by them in a humiliation. What they are more worried about is to anger him and the person behind him again!"

At this time, a handsome middle-aged uncle walked out of another room next to the living room, with a sneer on his lips, walked to Nicole while saying that, took the cigarette out of her mouth, and put it in the ashtray to extinguish it.

"Nicotine will damage your skin!"

"Hayer, I... do I really need to see Andy Smith?" Nicole looked at the handsome middle-aged man sitting opposite him, not caring about his cigarette extinguishing. His beautiful and delicate face showed a tangled and hesitant expression.

"You are very resentful of this best solution at all? Is it the same as the outside world that you are a little unhappy with him?" Heyerkosinsky asked with a frown.

"No." Nicole smiled bitterly on her beautiful cheeks, shook her head and denied. Thinking of the scenes when she saw Andy several times, the other person's eyes flashed with the heat. As a woman, she was so familiar with it. This little guy didn't have any kind intentions. She used to think it was quite ridiculous, but the world was impermanent.

"Why?" Seeing Nicole showing a yu-stop look, Heyer frowned tighter, put down his legs and leaned forward, and looked at Nicole and said, "Nicole, since you want me to be your agent and build a studio, then your trust in me, just like Julie, trust me, listen to me, you don't tell me everything frankly, I can't help you!"

A hint of shame flashed across Nicole's fair pretty face, covering her cheek with her right hand, then sighed, combed her golden hair behind her head, and said to Heyer with a lot of laughter and cry: "There is no contradiction, but he is my fan. You know, the little boy is always full of fantasies. He looks a little like a little... greedy!"

"Ah? Are you sure..." Heyerkosinsky didn't believe his ears, his forehead was covered with black lines, and the corners of his mouth were twitching unnaturally. He felt an incomparable toothache. He looked at Nicole not as funny as he was talking nonsense.

I looked up and down again at the beautiful Nicole Kidman, who was 1.8 meters tall, maintained a perfect figure curve. His skin was white and not as white as a human, and he even had some reflections. His delicate and beautiful face, his golden hair, charming blue eyes, and especially his long and slender legs, were indeed very beautiful.

"Ahem, it's impossible? He, is he 24 years old this year? You, sorry, I don't mean that. No man can resist your charm, just Andy Smith..." Heyer was choked by his spit, mainly because the amount of information was too large and too explosive, which surprised him a little, and he was a little incoherent.
Chapter completed!