"XX!" Spielberg looked at his back dumbfounded, shook his head twice, made sure he wasn't drunk, and hurried to follow.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Heng stopped, and he found Olivia at a glance.

In the far corner, a waiter in a white uniform was whispering something to her, and she listened expressionlessly, quickly waved her hand away, lowered her head and thought for a long time, and then raised her head and walked towards the stairs with an expressionless face.

"Second floor! No......" Spielberg covered his gaping mouth in shock, and turned to Zhang Heng's gaze full of sympathy.

Although he is not a Hollywood veteran, his boss is, and his boss's father has been the head of Fox for more than ten years, and he has heard such a scene from his boss countless times.

Parties, dinners, cocktail parties, actresses, male producers or key figures, some secret room on the second floor, deals......

For a role that can make a name for itself, Hollywood is willing to give thousands of women with their bodies!

It's just that Spielberg can't figure out how Olivia, who has always had a good reputation, could become such a person.

Zhang Heng rolled his eyes, and watched her pale pink figure disappear at the corner of the stairs, her mouth twitched twice, and her body did not move at all.

Can you bear this?

Spielberg gave him a smirked look of disdain, suddenly feeling that he wasn't so excited to meet him tonight.

Zhang Heng didn't have time to pay attention to Spielberg at all, and at this time, his eyes were attracted by a figure who hurried in from the door.

Primham greeted the people who were looking at him on the road and walked up the stairs without pause, and finally disappeared into the hallway almost three steps in two.

"Can you bear it now?" Spielberg looked at coldly.

He didn't disappoint him for long, and Zhang Heng quickly strode towards the stairs as if no one was around.

"Hey, Zhang, you must not be impulsive!" he hurriedly chased after him.

The second floor resembles a hotel, with a carpeted walkway and two rows of rooms with closed doors.

At the door of the room where Primham last disappeared, Zhang Heng stood quietly.

Undisguised laughter and screams came from inside the door, both men and women.

"Zhang, don't be impulsive, everyone can't end the scene. Spielberg chased after him, grabbed his arm and whispered, his eyes observing his expression with mixed eyes.

"I'm fine, thank you, Steven. Zhang Heng patted him on the shoulder, and his hand was in his pocket for a long time but he didn't find the target.

"Give. At some point, Spielberg had taken out a pack of cigarettes, put one in his mouth, lit the lighter, and lit one himself.

This time, Zhang Heng didn't cough anymore, and he successfully recovered the skills that he had quit for many years in his previous life.

"Dude, let me tell you, this kind of thing is commonplace in Hollywood, and there is a red couch in an interview room at Universal, do you know what that means?" Mr. Spielberg said, puffing through the clouds.

Zhang Heng shook his head.

"When an actress walks into this interview room, she either turns around and walks away, and if she chooses to sit down for the interview, it means that she is willing to accept any interview, including making the interviewer cool on the couch. ”

Spielberg wrote lightly, but the twinkle in his eyes showed that his heart was not so calm.

Zhang Heng suddenly smiled and looked at him deeply, "Steven, if one day, you can control the fate of many people, will you choose this interview room?"

"Me?" he thought for a moment and shook his head, "probably not, my teachings don't allow me to do that. ”

"What about you?" he stared at Zhang Heng.

"Oh, I don't know. Zhang Heng smiled, "People have two sides, angels and demons live in our hearts at the same time, it depends on who has the opportunity to gain the upper hand." ”

Spielberg looked at him quietly for a moment, then nodded heavily, "You're right, but I still wish there were more angels in this world." ”

After smoking a cigarette, the two lit another one, Zhang Heng took a deep breath, raised his head and spit out a smoke ring, and was about to pull him away, but saw the cigarette at the corner of his mouth fall inexplicably, and his eyes looked behind him blankly.

Zhang Heng hurriedly turned his head, and was dumbfounded, Olivia was coming out of a door not far away, looking at him with an unkind expression.

"You're following me?" she said, gritting her teeth.

"Yes, no, no. Zhang Heng said incoherently.

"Olivia, that's the case......" Spielberg saw that it was going to be bad, and hurriedly went up to tell the two of them what they had seen before.

"Why, do you suspect that I've come upstairs to do something wrong?" she said sarcastically.

"You'll have to consider how I feel, I'm your boyfriend after all, even if it's just for one night. Zhang Heng muttered, suddenly saw her eyes red, her heart softened, and she whispered with concern, "Are you okay, what happened?"

Olivia gritted her teeth and pushed open the door behind her, "Then please take a good look, my male companion." ”

The room was empty, and the telephone on the coffee table had somehow fallen on the carpet, looking a little messy.

Zhang Heng approached her and looked at her a little bewildered, "I'm sorry, Olivia, you quarreled on the phone?"

"It's none of your business, tonight is going to pass anyway. She glared at him and walked around him to the stairs.

"Go after him, according to my experience, now is the most critical moment!" Seeing him standing still, Spielberg jumped to his feet in a hurry.

"What are you doing?" a door opened, and Primham stepped out, arranging his shirt and looking disapprenantly at the people in the hallway, his expression becoming very strange when he saw that it was the three of them.

"You three going upstairs together?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I just went upstairs to answer a phone call, and Zhang and his friend came up with me. Olivia hastened to explain.

"Really?" Primham's gaze swirled meaningfully around Zhang Heng and Spielberg, and then stared at Olivia, "Whatever you want, as long as you like, I will never say more." ”

At this time, a girl poked her head out of the door and looked at it, then immediately retracted and slammed the door, at this moment, Zhang Heng saw that it was not Leslie, and couldn't help but secretly admire the playboy's reckless behavior.

Olivia glared at Primham, "You better mind yourself, I didn't see anything!"

Primham smiled, a wicked light in his eyes fleeting.

Zhang Heng walked over and stood in front of Olivia, blocking his very unpleasant face.

"Mr. Primham, you're done with your busy day, please give me some time, I have something very important to discuss with you. ”