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

After being asked out of the hall by the security guards, Witt found that Eric did not come out, and decisively ran to the back door, Eric and Jennifer are both rookies in dealing with the paparazzi, but they just thought of the backdoor strategy and completely underestimated the shrewdness of the paparazzi.

Witt didn't care about Eric's move out the back door, and 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 up in front of Eric, Witt asked, "Eric, is Miss Jennifer Connelly your new girlfriend?"

Eric didn't answer, grabbing Jennifer Connelly and walking briskly towards the parking lot. But the girl is wearing high heels and is destined to not be able to walk more.

Witt followed Eric step by step and persistently asked, "Eric, why are you here to watch the box office?"

"Eric, when will filming start, and are Cruise and Hanks also like Richard Gere, who encountered strong obstruction from the CAA?"

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

Seeing that nothing was found on Eric, Witt decisively shifted the target: "Jennifer, when did you start dating Eric, don't you mind that Eric has another girlfriend named Jennifer?"

"Jennifer, will you play the lead role?"

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

“……”

In the face of Werther's squeezing question, Jennifer's face slowly showed impatience, and she was about to say something, but Eric had already pulled the girl to the side of the Lamborghini car, opened the door, and quickly stuffed the girl in.

"Hey, Eric, does it mean that you two are not boyfriend and girlfriend when you treat Miss Jennifer so rudely, so what is your relationship, is it some kind of transaction? Eric, Eric......"

The scissor door of the Lamborghini was pulled shut, and Witt could only slap the glass of the sports car and raise his voice to ask, but unfortunately, he was destined to get no answer. The car starts slowly and quickly disappears into the traffic.

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

It's a pity that I encountered what happened just now, and many of the questions asked by the paparazzi hinted at some kind of deal between the actress and the male director, and Eric could only give up for the time being, considering Jennifer's feelings.

Eric didn't think about spending a sum of money to buy Werther's negatives and shut him up, after all, there was only one paparazzi on the other side. However, not to mention that the other party kept the tape recorder on, so he didn't have a chance to speak. And there is also a big risk in this kind of thing, once the price is not close to the purchase failure, it is just a small thing to watch a movie together, but it will be made big.

The Lamborghini stopped at the door of the hotel where Jennifer lived, and the girl still sat there quietly, not in a hurry to push the door and get out of the car, as if she was hesitating about something. Eric didn't rush, his fingers were beating like a piano on the steering wheel, he thought the girl had just been frightened and needed to sit there and relax.

"Mr. Williams," after a while, Jennifer Connelly finally looked up, and for the first time mustered up the courage to take the initiative to look at Eric, but there was a little more detachment in her tone, "You didn't break up with that girl named Jennifer Aniston, did you?"

Eric's fingers jumping on the steering wheel suddenly stopped, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Yes." ”

Although she didn't expect much, Jennifer Connelly still had a gloomy look on her face: "So, Mr. Williams, I think I may not be too suitable for the role in it, you might as well consider the others." ”

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

As expected, Jennifer Connelly had a struggling look on her face, and in the end, the girl's pride prevailed over her desire for fame and fortune: "I'm sorry, Eric, even if we don't have anything in the future, those newspapers will still gossip, I don't want to be seen as a ...... A woman like that. ”

Eric stared at the girl for a few moments before saying, "Well, as you wish." ”

He's overbearing, but he's not a bully, and since Jennifer Connery is so determined, Eric doesn't hold on anymore.

Hearing Eric's words, Jennifer Connelly did not have a happy look, she knew what it meant for her to give up, and her career might be at a low ebb for a long time to come.

The girl was about to push the car door and leave, but Eric suddenly stopped the other party: "Jennifer, wait a minute. ”

Jennifer had no choice but to sit back and look at Eric suspiciously, Eric fumbled in his up and down pockets for a long time, but couldn't find anything like a business card, so he could only take the girl's handbag, take out a lipstick from it, forcibly pull the girl's little hand that was a little resistant, and quickly wrote a series of numbers on it: "This is my home phone, if you need my help in the future, you can call me at any time." ”

Jennifer looked at the Arabic numerals in her hand, and finally nodded in thanks before pushing the car door and leaving. It wasn't until she walked into the hotel lobby that Jennifer Connelly dared to look back and find that the Lamborghini was still parked in place, and the girl quickly turned her head to withdraw her gaze.

Back in the hotel room, she felt a faint tiredness, put her handbag on the coffee table, unzipped off the zipper behind her and took off her long skirt, walked into the bathroom wearing **, turned on the faucet, the girl looked down at the string of numbers in her hand in a daze, stretched out her hand several times, and was reluctant to wash it away.

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

More than twenty minutes later, the girl was wearing a bathrobe and wiping her wet hair with a towel back to the living room, just as she heard a knock on the door.

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

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

"You ......" The premonition in his heart became a reality, Lester's lips trembled a few times, but turned into a gloomy voice: "Jenny, you are too impulsive, do you know how many girls submit information to Fireflies to get this role, more than 2,800, but only more than 200 got audition opportunities, I heard that Eric Williams also rejected several Hollywood A-grade actresses." Listen to these numbers and you should understand how lucky you are. ”