Although there was a late episode in the morning that made Fincher's heart very unhappy, the day's filming was quite smooth, so Finch did not stretch everyone's overtime too long, and at six o'clock in the afternoon, he let the crew break up, and announced that he would start work again at eight o'clock to shoot the evening scene. If the shooting goes well, he can go back to bed at ten o'clock, and if the shooting makes him dissatisfied...... Then wait until the early hours of the morning.

Theolod wanted to take Norton to eat some food in Los Angeles, after all, they were both not very interested in the crew's box lunch, but Theorod thought of Natle again, so he politely refused Norton's offer to have dinner with him, and returned to the trailer by himself.

Nattle didn't show up on set during the morning filming, and he didn't show up until the afternoon when the shooting began, and then did his part as usual, as if his unexpected rampage in the morning hadn't happened at all. When Theolod went to look for him, he was looking at his work notebook while he was finishing dinner.

It seems that every assistant will have such a habit, the notebook is always in hand, and the schedule is densely and accurately written down to the minute, and Theorod's assistants in the previous life are also such people.

Hearing the sound of someone opening the door and getting into the car, Natel turned around and found that it was Theorod, turned back silently, turned the notebook to the blank page at the back, and then said: "I have replenished the mineral water in the refrigerator, your wallet and mobile phone are in the second compartment of the backpack, if you need to use the car, the car key is in the hanging basket next to the door." ”

"I'm here for you, Nat. Theolod said, somehow he always felt that when he had said this, Nattel's back paused slightly, "Oh, please, are you going to have dinner with this quick sandwich?" ”

"I think you should spend more time with your partner, didn't Finch say that? You should know exactly where there are many good restaurants in Los Angeles, so you don't need me to show you the way. ”

"Ed has something to do, I'll take care of dinner myself, so I'll have to bring my assistant and bodyguard, what if I'm accidentally recognized on the street? Do you still want me to drill through the dumpster?"

After a moment of silence, Nattel closed his notebook, stood up and picked up his leather jacket, put his index finger on his shoulder with his backhand, passed Theorod, grabbed the key in the basket, and walked out of the car without saying a word.

Theolod looked at his back, rubbed his eyebrows, and sighed helplessly. The hangover headache and fatigue had completely disappeared after a long day, and of course he knew what his friend was sulking at the moment, and he couldn't figure out why he would say that kind of thing, it was obviously not his style.

This thing...... It's too complicated......

Natel drove the car into the city and found a parking lot. The license plate number of the scooter that Theorod often uses is almost public, and the general public may not pay much attention to it, but the professional paparazzi and certain avid fans will surely recognize his car at a glance, and to be on the safe side, Natel chose to park his car aside and then switch to walking.

Before coming out, Theolod borrowed a dark blue silk scarf and a jazz hat from the clothing team, and by the way, he randomly found a pair of brown sunglasses from the sunglasses dedicated to "Taylor", and then matched a black undershirt T-shirt and a simple dark gray blazer. And on the streets of Los Angeles, where all kinds of fashion photography and makeup masters gather, there are more people in all kinds of trendy and cool clothes, and naturally no one will notice him.

It was getting dark, and the two of them walked down the street for nearly twenty minutes, not deciding on a place to eat, to be precise, Theorod was undecided, and Natel was three paces behind him, fulfilling the need for the bodyguard to keep the client safe but not to infringe on the client* and private space.

Neither of them said a word during this time, and Natel clearly had something on his mind, while Theolod ...... To be honest, he used to be just a lonely man, he didn't have a junior under his knees, and he didn't have the experience that ordinary parents should have in taking care of a child from birth to school, falling in love, getting married, having children, and holding grandchildren, so he didn't know how to solve Natle's problem.

He did always think of Natle as a friend, maybe the word friend is not quite right, as the first guy he knew in this world and did not hesitate to help him out of drugs/products, he just lacked a father-like character in his life, maybe he regarded him as his own...... In short, in Theolod's heart, Natel is still his junior, and he doesn't want Natel to take too many detours and do too many wrong things because he is young and ignorant.

"If you can't decide where to settle your dinner in half an hour, we'll have to rush back. Natel finally uttered the first sentence in a long time.

Theolod looked up and looked around, and suddenly a restaurant on the corner caught his attention, he squinted slightly, as if remembering something, smiled lightly, and pointed casually: "Let's go to that one." ”

As he spoke, he ignored Nattel's opinion behind him and walked straight towards the restaurant.

The restaurant looks like it has just been renovated and is doing a brisk business, and Theorod is glad that there is still a table of two people left in a not-so-good position. Theolod looked at the familiar corner, raised an eyebrow behind his sunglasses, and he sat quietly a little further inside, nonchalantly picking up the menu.

Nattel, who was opposite him, had a very unpleasant face, and if it wasn't Theorod who was with him today, maybe he would have left at this time.

Keith Reggie is the owner of the Keith pasta restaurant, and he does have a little talent as a chef, but God gave him the talent at the same time, but also gave him some snarky and small-bellied chicken intestines. In his early years, he was still a chef in a five-star hotel, but because of dissatisfaction with the experience, he promoted a "junior" with less qualifications than him to head chef, sent the manager to the hospital, and squatted in prison for a while.

After he came out, he opened the pasta restaurant, and at the same time, he used his connections in prison to hire several parolees to help him. The meager wages and labor that could be exploited by these parolees, who did not have a second restaurant, seemed to give him a taste of the sweetness, and over time he became a professional employer of these parolees.

In the face of the huge daily turnover, the expenses such as store rent, taxes, employee salaries, etc., are not a problem at all, and in a few years, he has doubled the size of the store with enough money he has saved. Reggie has finally regained some of the glory he had when he was a chef at a five-star hotel, even more so than he did then, because he is now a restaurateur who is making money every day.

Every day, when waves of admiring customers pull out money or credit cards to check out, Reggie is Reggie's favorite moment of the day. When his fleshy face appeared among the guests with a smile on his face, he felt like a king of his domain. But the parolees weren't so comfortable, so he had to keep an eye on the bastards, who he thought was a great gift in offering them the job, and they deserved to work for him with gratitude.

That night, as he walked to the hall contentedly from the waste in the kitchen, and walked to inspect the territory, he saw a fellow that he knew well.

Nathaniel Popper.

It turned out to be this ungrateful bastard. As soon as Reggie saw his back, he remembered his previous experience of being scolded as a dog by him, and he still slammed the door on him in front of so many parolees! Reggie suddenly hated it, he didn't have time to care about you for the expansion of his store, but he didn't expect you to run to the door with a big grin.

All parolees working under him were forced to sign an "unequal treaty," and Natl was no exception. If each employee terminates the contract without authorization during the contract period, he or she has to pay a hefty amount of liquidated damages, but if the employee finds another job during the employment period, if he can show proof of employment, he can waive the liquidated damages and leave freely - after all, in order to find cheap labor such as parolees, Reggie plays a warm sign of "helping fellow parolees to integrate into society as much as possible", which is why so many fools voluntarily come here to work.

Of course, except for those parolees who still have a little hope in their hearts, everyone knows how difficult it is for people with criminal records to find jobs, so Reggie's addition of the waiver of liquidated damages is just a big pie for those fools, and he doesn't believe that these social scum can find other jobs.

Facts have also proved that from the opening to the present, there are very few employees who leave freely without liquidated damages, and they can be counted on five fingers.

So, when Reggie threatened Nattle with a lawsuit against the prosecutor and sent him back to prison on the grounds that he had breached the contract, he received a job certificate belonging to Nathaniel Pop. There were too many guys who tried to deceive his eyes with fake certificates before, and they were all caught by him in the end, not to mention a "gangster/gangster" like Nattle?

Do celebrities want you to be an assistant to Theolod Recht, an assistant to a celebrity, and a person who can't do anything but fight? If you are Lecht's assistant, then he will be the president's press spokesman! Look at this talent for fraud, and he has learned quite officially, and if you have this ability, it is better to make a McDonald's job certificate, and maybe you can deceive him. Hollywood star assistant? Do you think he's mentally retarded?

Reggie looked at the certificate, laughed three times on the spot, and then directly tore it to pieces and threw it into the trash, he didn't even bother to learn about Theorod's team, in his eyes the gap between the two was more than 108,000 miles, and the celebrities were not so blind to hire a guy who would bring scandal to themselves as an assistant.

He also wanted to ask Natel for liquidated damages, but the matter of expansion was put on the agenda, and he naturally forgot about Natel's affairs, and thought that when the business was stable, he would go to Natel again, but he obediently sent it to the door by himself, and he really thought that he was at ease?

Reggie snorted coldly, at this moment Nattel's appearance in his restaurant as his guest was a provocation and contempt for him, so he went straight to the table in the corner.

"I didn't expect your garbage to appear in front of me with a face. ”

The gloomy Nattel almost went berserk when he heard this, but in the end he endured it and didn't even look at the disgusting guy next to him.

Seeing that Nattle was silent and silent, Reggie thought that he was admitting it, so his expression became even more proud: "What? Do you want to pretend that you don't know me? If it weren't for me, you would have starved to death on the side of the road." ”

“…… What's the matter?" Nattel glanced at him coldly.

Hmph, let's see how long you kid can pretend to be cool. Reggie sneered in his heart, and glanced at his companion by the way, judging from the other party's dress, he should be a rich boy, wearing sunglasses, crossed his legs, leaning back in a chair, holding a newspaper in one hand and coffee in the other, ignoring them.

It seems that this garbage dog has made a rich man a friend, but what about a rich man? Now I haven't seen you wading into troubled waters, and I don't want to dirty my clothes, so I sit high and ignore it? The other party's attitude seems to give Reggie some kind of encouragement, so he arrogantly says: "What about my 100,000 liquidated damages?"

This sentence made Natle instantly look at Theorod opposite, the other party's brown and yellow sunglasses made it difficult for him to see his eyes, he could only vaguely see the long eyelashes that hung down, he seemed to be fascinated by the news in the newspaper, and did not hear the word "liquidated damages" in Reggie's mouth at all.

"I have sent you a proof of employment. Natel withdrew his gaze from Theolod and looked at the silver knife in his hand.

"Proof it, ha, can't you really tell it's fake?" Reggie sneered, "You scum, you can do anything for money, let alone a mere fraud?"

“…… So, you don't recognize that proof?" Nattel didn't laugh angrily, if he didn't hear any anger in his voice at this moment, which would have exploded under normal circumstances, he was very calm and even said with some strange words, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Reggie.

This glance seemed to have some deep meaning, and the cold gaze made Reggie instinctively chill, and couldn't help but take a step back, and he immediately reacted that he was ugly, and finally became a little annoyed: "I don't admit it, I only recognize the 100,000." Either you hand it over today, or I'll inform your prosecutor and let you go back to your jail tonight and squat......"

Reggie's threat eventually lost momentum, as he saw the sneer and mockery on Nattel's face, which somehow aroused Reggie's instinctive fear and made him forget to speak.

He seems to have forgotten who Natle was before he entered the bureau, and he seems to be a "gang/society"...... If he is in a hurry, will he do it?

No, it can't be, it's a big deal, there's no way he's going to do it......

"This gentleman ......" An elegant and gentle voice fished Reggie up from the ice cellar, and the speaker was none other than Theorod, who was identified by Reggie as "Brother Child", he put down the coffee he had not taken a sip at this moment, and slowly folded the newspaper, the melodious tone and elegant movements were like that of an old gentleman from an English aristocracy, "Do you have any opinion on my friend?"