When the news of the Palme d'Or broke, the entire town of Cannes was boiling, and media reporters scattered all over the city flocked to the Palais du Cinéma.

Due to the time difference, it was still daytime on the east and west coasts of North America, and the news came back, causing a commotion again, and many evening newspapers temporarily changed their layouts, pushing the news of the award to the headlines.

At the end of the ceremony, the judges rushed to the closing press conference and, as usual, had to spend a lot of time explaining the reasons for the results. Simon's winners were also arranged to be interviewed by reporters in a separate press conference hall.

After holding the box containing the Palme d'Or and taking pictures, everyone sat down on the stage and began to ask questions, and all the reporters in the hall instantly raised their hands.

The host chose a tall black-haired reporter, and the other party asked directly without answering the microphone: "Simon, I'm journalist Mark Winster, as the youngest Palme d'Or winner in the history of the Cannes Film Festival, how do you feel now?"

With a smile on his face, Simon said, "I'm excited and honored, it's one of the most memorable moments of my life." ”

After the warm-up question, Mark Winster continued: "I heard you're preparing, Simon, will you make a similar anti-genre film with this personality in the future?"

Simon nodded without hesitation: "Of course, there are many very interesting ideas in my mind, and it would be a shame if I couldn't put them on the big screen." However, I believe that the plan will also be a very good film, not worse than and at all. ”

Another reporter asked, "Simon, I'm journalist Peter Richardson, you just said you have a lot of other ideas, can you name one?"

"That's not going to work," Simon refused with a smile, "Tell everyone in advance that there will be no novelty in the future." ”

In the midst of everyone's chuckles, another reporter was hit, and the other party took the microphone and looked at the stage and said: "Simon, I'm Arthur Brady, a British journalist, compared to the discussion of the meaning of life and the concern about racial issues, do you think such a film full of swear words, violence and drugs is really worthy of the Palme d'Or in your hands?"

The Palme d'Or results of most years at the Cannes Film Festival have been met with a variety of skepticism.

Simon knew that he could not escape this situation, and was not surprised to hear the reporter's question, and affirmed without hesitation: "I think my film deserves this award." ”

After saying this, without waiting for the other party to ask, Simon took the initiative to explain: "First of all, Arthur, you have to understand that the merits of the movie itself have nothing to do with its position, and the judging scale should include all aspects of its script, photography, lighting, and editing as a movie. I don't deny the profundity of the idea itself, but in terms of the overall quality of a film itself, I am confident that it is better than them. ”

Arthur Brady asked, "In your opinion, Simon, should the festival completely break away from the idea of a film and judge a film completely neutrally?"

Simon shook his head and said, "Obviously, this is just an extreme of your personal imagination. Film is actually a kind of ideological carrier, filmmakers use it to express what they want to express, and the audience can freely choose what they want to see. As an important bridge to promote communication between the two, the film festival should be inclusive, and without touching the bottom line, it needs to allow films of various genres, themes and ideas to enter its own platform and affirm accordingly. As for me, I didn't deliberately promote gore and violence, the film is essentially a black comedy of dissensibility and absurdity. ”

With Simon's words, the reporters in the audience showed thoughtful expressions.

Seeing this situation, the reporter who was no longer given a chance to find fault continued to find fault and quickly chose the next questioner.

After all, only a few media can enter the interior of the Cinema Palace to conduct interviews, and after the brief press conference, Simon and his party were surrounded by a crowd of reporters as soon as they left the Cinema Palace. In the dense flashing lights, media reporters with various accents asked questions loudly.

This was followed by an official gala dinner.

Simon didn't bother to deal with the reporters around him, and escorted Janet next to him to squeeze through the crowd and get into a car on the side of the road and leave quickly.

It was late at night at the end of the celebration dinner, and the next day, more media reactions about winning the Palme d'Or further spread, and Simon, a winner who won the Palme d'Or at the age of 20, is obviously the youngest winner who will not be able to break the record in the future, which can be imagined to cause discussion and controversy.

History always belongs to the victors.

Just like the 1999 Oscars in the original time and space, there was too much controversy about winning awards such as Best Picture and Best Director, but it was the one that was remembered after all, and the other four nominated films, except for Spielberg's, were difficult to leave too much impression on the audience.

As for the Palme d'Or, Simon can be sure of two things, the quality of the film itself is enough to qualify for this award, and there will be no scandals such as buying awards and bribery behind the scenes, so there is no doubt about the Palme d'Or in his hands.

That's enough.

Because of various trivial matters, we continued to stay in Cannes for a day, and early in the morning of May 25, everyone was packing their bags and preparing to leave, when a business sedan drove into the mansion and stopped at the door of the villa. Natasha Kinski still looked nonchalant, lazily getting out of the car, and the driver unloaded three large suitcases from the compartment and drove away.

As a jury member of the main competition unit, the festival originally arranged a hotel for Natasha Kinsky.

Now, this treatment is obviously over, which is actually the reason why the woman forcibly borrowed the house from Simon on the stage of the awards ceremony.

Simon and Janet greeted her, and Natasha Kinsky saw Janet, lifted her spirits a little and hugged the woman, and then looked at Simon, and then looked at her own large boxes.

Simon was unmoved and pretended not to understand the woman's hints.

Janet smiled and took Natasha Kinsky's arm and walked towards the villa, "Let's go, I'll let Neil help you move, and you'll live in our master bedroom." ”

Simon followed the two girls into the living room, where Jennifer and Sophia Fessey, the real estate agent at the time, also came to greet Natasha Kinsky. Simon and Janet leave Cannes, and the house needs to be taken care of by Sophia Faisi.

Natasha Kinski heard Sophia Fishy introduce herself, and said very unceremoniously: "Ms. Fishy, can you hire a butler for me? and a cook, a maid, and a chauffeur." ”

Sophia Faisy didn't know what to do, but nodded: "Of course it's no problem, Ms. Kinski, I'll send some shortlists tomorrow so you can interview in person." Is there anything else you need?"

"Not for the time being," Natasha Kinski shook her head, and Simon gestured calmly, adding, "By the way, the bill is on Westeros." ”

Sophia Fercy was stunned, subconsciously glanced at Janet, and then at Simon.

Simon felt Sophia Fessie's ambiguous eyes, leaned back on the sofa with some self-abandonment, and said, "It must all be women." ”

Sophia Fesse pursed her lips and smiled, "Yes." ”

Janet and Jennifer also smiled and continued to pack their things, and Natasha Kinski followed.

Simon had just picked up a copy of today's newspaper and noticed that Sophia Fesse was still standing there, and couldn't help but look at the other party. The feminine real estate agent, who is probably in her thirties, looks very attractive today in a white women's shirt and a black tube skirt, with low heels on her feet.

Noticing Simon looking at herself, Sophia Fesse stood still before she said, "Mr. Westeros, is there any more questions?"

Simon put down the newspaper and asked directly, "Sophia, how much money have you made in the past three years?"

Sophia Fessie thought for a moment and said, "Before tax, it's about 1.2 million francs." ”

"Are you married?"

Sophia Fesse did not twist either, and said: "Married, divorced, there is a pair of children, and the custody belongs to me." ”

"Then, will you come and give me a job, I will pay you 1,200,000 francs a year," Simon simply put down the newspaper and looked at the woman, "as for the date of employment, until your next marriage." ”

Sophia Fesse looked at Simon and said, "What are you going me to do?"

"Butler," Simon said, "is mainly responsible for helping me take care of the property in Europe." ”

Sofia Fisci: "Mr. Westeros, you don't seem to have much property in Europe. ”

"So, your other task is to continue to help me buy real estate until the property belonging to Westeros can be found in all the major cities of Europe. ”

Sophia Fesse's eyes finally flashed with some surprise, and she said, "It's going to cost a lot of money." ”

Simon said: "Making money is my business. ”

Sofia Fessie thought for a moment and said, "In that case, Monsieur Westeros, 1,200,000 francs a year is not enough,"

Simon shrugged and said, "If you want more, you need to prove it to me first." ”

Sophia Fesse didn't hesitate too much and said, "What should I do next?"

"Draw up an employment contract for me," Simon pulled out his checkbook, quickly signed a check and handed it to Sophia Fice, "This is your first year's salary, as for next year, it depends on your performance." You know what I want. You give your loyalty, I will give you everything you want, you deceive me, I will leave you with nothing. ”

Sophia Fessie took the check and carefully put it away, saying, "You won't be disappointed, Mr. Westeros." ”

Simon nodded, gestured upstairs, and said, "The housekeeper is not needed, you will be the housekeeper in the future, help me take care of this place, and also take care of that woman." ”

Sophia Fesse nodded and said, "I understand. ”

Simon leaned back on the couch, picked up the newspaper, noticed that the woman still hadn't left, and asked, "Is there any more questions?"

"Mr. Westeros, you just said," said Sophia Fissie, who hesitated slightly, "until my next marriage." ”

Simon shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes, it's obvious that this is a man's possessiveness. ”

"Oh, Mr. Westeros, you're pretty straightforward. ”

"So?"

"I'm a normal woman, Mr. Westeros, and I've got a good partner, he's ......"

"Cohabitation counts. ”

"Huh?"

"I mean, you're going to live with him for a long time, and you're going to get married. Then your job will be lost. ”

Sophia Fesse pursed her lips and said, "You're such a boss. ”

Simon said: "Obviously, an annual salary of 1.2 million francs is not so easy to get, and you can lie to me." ”

"What if it's discovered?"

"As I said, I'll probably spend 12 million francs to let you know that you shouldn't have deceived me. Simon looked up again, looked at the woman and said, "So, do you still want this job?"

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Sophia Fesse's eyes finally flashed with some surprise, and she said, "It's going to cost a lot of money." ”

Simon said: "Making money is my business. ”

Sofia Fessie thought for a moment and said, "In that case, Monsieur Westeros, 1,200,000 francs a year is not enough,"

Simon shrugged and said, "If you want more, you need to prove it to me first." ”

Sophia Fesse didn't hesitate too much and said, "What should I do next?"

"Draw up an employment contract for me," Simon pulled out his checkbook, quickly signed a check and handed it to Sophia Fice, "This is your first year's salary, as for next year, it depends on your performance." You know what I want. You give your loyalty, I will give you everything you want, you deceive me, I will leave you with nothing. ”

Sophia Fessie took the check and carefully put it away, saying, "You won't be disappointed, Mr. Westeros." ”

Simon nodded, gestured upstairs, and said, "The housekeeper is not needed, you will be the housekeeper in the future, help me take care of this place, and also take care of that woman." ”

Sophia Fesse nodded and said, "I understand. ”

Simon leaned back on the couch, picked up the newspaper, noticed that the woman still hadn't left, and asked, "Is there any more questions?"

"Mr. Westeros, you just said," said Sophia Fissie, who hesitated slightly, "until my next marriage." ”

Simon shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes, it's obvious that this is a man's possessiveness. ”

"Oh, Mr. Westeros, you're pretty straightforward. ”

"So?"

"I'm a normal woman, Mr. Westeros, and I've got a good partner, he's ......"

"Cohabitation counts. ”

"Huh?"

"I mean, you're going to live with him for a long time, and you're going to get married. Then your job will be lost. ”

Sophia Fesse pursed her lips and said, "You're such a boss. ”

Simon said: "Obviously, an annual salary of 1.2 million francs is not so easy to get, and you can lie to me." ”

"What if it's discovered?"

"As I said, I'll probably spend 12 million francs to let you know that you shouldn't have deceived me. Simon looked up again, looked at the woman and said, "So, do you still want this job?"