Chapter 2 Love Talk Expert
Song Weiwei only smoked Porter brand cigarettes. Before coming to the United States, she specially prepared half a suitcase, but she didn't even pass the security check, which can be said to be expected.
Mrs. Michelle's shop happened to be near Song Weiwei's rented office, so that she could go out under the scorching sun, in addition to going to the company, she was looking for a leisurely place, lighting a cigarette and enjoying a comfortable life.
Song Weiwei and Michelle can be said to be friends for two reasons, Porter makes cigarettes only in Michelle's shop, and then there is the essence of women is gossip, and their topics always revolve around the trivial things that happen in the neighborhood and outside, or the headlines in the news newspapers.
"It's the fourth day, my little beauty, haven't you waited for his call?" Michelle didn't plan to get rid of Song Weiwei, this girl didn't have any friends, let alone relatives in the United States, she couldn't help but think of herself who had just come to New York, just as silly and cute.
She didn't need to think about her lonely appearance to know that this was a failed pick-up. "It's okay to be a little naughty, it's just a little star who has no status. ”
"Are you talking about me?" If you want to say that the timing of James's appearance is really bad, this conversation is obviously completely listened to, but James is very gentlemanly, and he did not show displeasure, but took off his sunglasses elegantly and walked to Song Weiwei's side with brisk steps.
"Is this beautiful young lady willing to have a meal with me, a third-rate artist, today?" he spoke wittily, but Michelle blushed between the lines.
"Of course!" Song almost jumped up with excitement, as if she was afraid that the other party wouldn't hear it, she repeated loudly: "Of course I do!"
"James Bush. ”
"Song Weiwei, Chinese. "Most Europeans can't tell which country Asians are from, and similarly, Asians can't tell Europeans, they all look the same, so you always have to make it clear when you introduce yourself.
James lowered his eyes amusedly, and reached out to fasten his seat belt for Song Weiwei, who was sitting in the passenger seat. "I know you're Chinese. "I studied in China for two years, so face blindness rarely happens to me." ”
"There's a lot less unnecessary embarrassment, isn't it?" Song thought for a moment, "What did you learn in those two years in China?"
"The filming was needed, and that drama happened to take place in China during the war years, so I had to experience it firsthand. As soon as James finished speaking, Song next to him giggled slightly. "But you can't go back to the past China, don't tell me you went to the museum and listened to a bunch of big truths. ”
"No, I spent two years living in China, trying to figure out the characters and the scenes in the script through observation. "James was serious when he said this, and like he said, it was all true.
James can spend all his personal time studying the script for a play, no matter whether the box office is good or bad, the most important thing is that he can show the character he figured out to the audience well, which is rare in the circle.
Now few people are willing to spend time and energy to pick scripts, and they are busy making money, often living up to the audience's love.
"Where are we going?" James suggested that he could find a restaurant to sit in first, which he was not familiar with, so he had to ask Song Weiwei. "Or not, Starbucks?"
"Very good, good, hahaha. Talking to Song Weiwei made James inexplicably happy, she could have chosen a high-end Western restaurant, in short, she had to pay by herself, and in the end she didn't expect her to come to Starbucks to order a cup of rich cocoa tea. If it weren't for the sincerity in her eyes, James would have wondered if this girl was saving money for herself.
"You're a very interesting girl. James looked at Song Weiwei seriously, and then said, "Why don't you like a better man." "He's not a good condition, and he's afraid he's making a lot of money in the United States.
"No, no, no. Song shook his slightly straight index finger a few times. "None of them appear in my eyes, only you. ”
James's sjogren's disease was repeated, and he quickly drank all his iced coffee and ran to the front desk to refill the glass. How did she open her mouth and shut up one sentence after another with this kind of sultry love talk? If this continues, his not very easy heart will be unable to stand it.
"Come back, where are we going next?" Song Weiwei asked.
"Send you home. James replied with lightning speed.
He needed to go back and think about what to do next, it was four o'clock in the afternoon, the fourth day that James had known this girl, but after less than two hours together, he had a feeling of falling in love with each other.
James didn't even have such a quick impression of his ex-wife, he was in the way of this woman, and it would be terrible if something irreparable happened if it continued like this.
"Oh well. Song Weiwei didn't say much, but at least she could see that she was unhappy, James was driving people away, how could she not see it.
James parked the car downstairs in Song Weiwei, the atmosphere in the car was extremely embarrassing, at this moment, both of them hoped that the other party could say something first, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement, and Song Weiwei gave up and unbuckled his seat belt and planned to get out of the car.
"Wait. James covered his forehead, he gave up the struggle and raised his hand in surrender. "Next time, don't go to Starbucks, come to my house. ”
For a full minute, Song Weiwei failed to insert the key into the door lock smoothly at the door of the house, and finally slid in front of the door and hugged his legs and smirked. Oh my God, is this an olive branch to himself? What does it mean to be invited to his house as a guest? Get some sleep? No, no, Song Weiwei wants more than that.
After all, James is very attractive to her, if it is a date, forget it, Song Weiwei cares more about whether he can get this person.
Kim bought a takeaway for Song Weiwei, and he hadn't seen anyone report to the company for half a month, he came to see if this girl was really planning to give up her career, but he didn't expect that waiting for him was someone sitting on the ground outside the elevator door.
"Nymphomaniac, you, Song Weiwei. Kim rolled her eyes and pulled the man up.
"No, teacher. Song touched his blushing little face slightly, patted it lightly, and then opened the door and let Kim enter the room.
"In love?" Kim was a little upset, he asked her to come to the United States to work, and she was not responsible for her work at all. Kim is very good at brainwashing himself, and whenever he has the urge to get angry, he will silently repeat it a few times: My world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable, this is not good.
This trick really works.
"No, no. Song Weiwei hurriedly denied it, her actions were like a child who had done something bad in the eyes of others.
"It's good if not, focus more on your work, and don't delay the project process. Song smiled slightly flatteringly, and her eyes were immediately attracted by the food in the bag, dumplings!
"I know you love to eat, and this is made by the new Chinese restaurant downstairs of the company. "Just Song Weiwei's gobbling up, people who don't know how many days they think they've been hungry. "Eat slowly, no one will rob you. Kim seemed to remember something, and then instructed, "I want you to focus on your work." This reminder meant that Kim had something to say, he must have seen the car that was taking her back, but luckily Kim didn't see who the other person in the car was, otherwise the fight wouldn't have been as simple as that.