137. You have to take care of the small tent and everything by yourself

Not surprisingly, all the drinks at this Christmas dinner were gin, and the brands of these gin were exactly the same as Theorod's impression. Of course, his choice is still limited to soda and mineral water, but that doesn't stop him from drinking the soda water from the goblet to the taste of gin.

At the dinner, in addition to Heath and Channing, Theolod also met other actors, most of whom were young actors or models who were not well-known.

Like D.N.A., a small brokerage company that has just started, there are not many stars who can sign, and those who have just emerged and some fame will be divided up by the old brokerage companies, and the rest are some fledgling newcomers.

So Marshall didn't think about those stars who were just starting to bloom at the beginning, his standards were all young people who had just come into contact with the entertainment industry and had not even stepped into the entertainment industry.

Maybe the Marshall of this world really has something in common with that Marshall - just like they both like gin - although Marshall lived a poor and even poor life in the first half of his life, but after experiencing such a turning point in Theorod's life, he seems to have figured out a lot of things and suddenly opened his mind, and his vision of watching the selection of films gradually coincided with that person, so that although these young people failed to reproduce Theorod's success, the first work they starred in received a good response.

In this regard, Theolod sincerely and without any affection in his previous life, was happy for this Marshall. Looking at Marshall, who was standing on the stage with a microphone and making a brief speech, compared to the first time he saw him, his whole mental temperament was much better than before. Even he began to joke that he was just a "drunkard beggar" when he first met Theorod, and now he is wearing Armani's suit, although only in this way.

On more than one occasion, Theolod has received olive offers from other veteran brokers or companies, including large companies such as CAA. They continued to sell themselves in terms of film range, salary, contracts, media relations, etc., and they were more than a star and a half stronger than Marshall and D.N.A., Theolod listened carefully, thought about it carefully, and then smiled and politely declined.

This is the person who deserves to let him refuse more opportunities, this is his Theorod's agent, although he can't play the standard of the actor's agent now, but ...... He's not an actor now, is he? Theolod said to himself a long time ago that if this Marshall is just a piece of mud that can't be pasted on the wall, then no matter how similar he looks to the person he once liked, he will terminate his contract with him when the greater opportunity comes, but this Marshall has proved that he is not in vain.

Of course, Theolod couldn't have told Marshall about this intention in his heart, and Marshall couldn't have known that many times before if he had made a wrong choice, the only solid pillar of the D.N.A. would have left him, and some things were better rotten in the stomach, like that relationship.

The dinner lasted until midnight, from the hotel hall to the hotel bar, many people were drunk, and many people were soda like Theorod to keep them awake, these people did not dare to talk to Theorod too much at first, perhaps because of the difference in value. Many outsiders mistakenly think that the celebrity relationship between the same brokerage company and the same agent will be very good, but in fact, this is just a misunderstanding that is taken for granted, and it is very likely that they have never even met.

But Theorod was a master of all kinds of dinners, and he could make sure that he had a word or two with everyone at the end of a banquet, including the waiters who passed by, so the group of young people quickly mingled with Theorod as a catalyst.

Leaving the warm and noisy hotel bar, the cold wind in the middle of the night swished into his neck, making Theorod shiver instantly. A small puddle of water stains on the ground on the side seemed to be frozen, and Theorod, who was only wearing a shirt and a pair of pants, of course, couldn't withstand the sudden temperature difference, and slowly exhaled a white breath.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Well, the hell weather in Los Angeles, it's hot during the day and cold at night, but I really like New York. Hiss, who was standing on the side and waiting for the car with Theorod, hugged his arms and rubbed his arms, stomped his feet, and squeezed to Theorrod's side, probably trying to get closer to keep warm.

"Oh, you're in trouble. Despite the extreme cold, Theorod's voice was so impossibly calm and unaccompanied by a trill, that even the scarf around his neck was only put around his neck and behind his back. Under the cold wind, he still maintained his original grace and elegance with one hand in his pocket, and any angle was perfect and flawless.

"What do you mean, aren't you cold?" said Hiss, who crossed his arms, a little puzzled.

Theolod glanced at him and explained succinctly, smiling with a little schadenfreude: "There are paparazzi." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Fu*ck......" Hiss expressed his true emotions in a tone word, he reluctantly lowered his arms, leaned closer to Theorod, and looked up at the street that was still empty, he really didn't know how Theorod caught the mysterious paparazzi.

"Don't look for it, you're too obvious, don't scare him, he's probably hiding in the building opposite. Theolod didn't even glance at the target on the other side, he lowered his head and slowly put on his gloves.

Heath noticed that there seemed to be a flash of white light in the building opposite, he waited helplessly, patted the pocket of his jacket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to Theorod, Theorod shook his head, he took it back and lit a cigarette for himself. After waiting for a while and not seeing the car coming, he said to Theorod: "Let's go in and wait, there are too many people picking up the car at this time, and God knows if we will be frozen when it is our turn." โ€

Theolod was about to nod his head - for he was also a little unable to hold back his apparent composure - but before he could say anything, a car pulled up in front of him.

When he saw the car, and the man who had stepped out of it, Theorod knew that the smile on his face must be very uncomfortable.

It's Natle.

The sudden appearance of the other party without even saying hello made Theolod, who was still pretending to be a scumbag to him before, didn't know how to react, it stands to reason that as an assistant, he should be on vacation now, and tonight's dinner is an internal dinner of D.N.A. Nattel, who is only in partnership with Marshall and not really joined D.N.A., is naturally not in the invitation ranks, but how does he know when this dinner will end and when he will leave?

Could it be that Marshall called him? Then he didn't come so quickly...... Moreover, Theolod always thought that the other party did not want to see him.

Natel didn't say anything, he got out of the car, still holding a dark blue tweed coat in his hand, and walked up to Theorod, who suddenly fell silent, with a blank face, unfolded his coat, and turned to look at Hiss, who was squeezed together with Theorod shoulder to shoulder, hand by hand, to keep warm.

Perhaps the deterrence in this look was too much, and Heath silently looked to the side and took a few steps back. Natel then looked at Theorod again, shook his coat by the way, and motioned for Theorod to put his coat on.

"You reminded me of the importance of a good assistant. Heath sighed, "If you have any good candidates in the future, you can recommend them to me." โ€

Theolod smiled at Hiss with some embarrassment, took his coat, and tugged at it, only to find that Natter had no intention of letting go, and he stared at him quietly, without explanation. Considering that there were other people on the side, and there was a paparazzi squatting not far away, in desperation, Theolod silently turned around and asked Natel to put the coat on his shoulder.

"I've got a good candidate right now, and Nat is a very good assistant, and I've promoted him from personal assistant now, and he can take you with him. Theolod could only use joking with Hiss to relieve the unnaturalness in his heart and the awkward atmosphere between the two.

Heath looked at him, Nattle standing behind him to be precise, and immediately shook his head with a smile: "Well, forget it, I won't rob you, and besides, I'm afraid I can't afford the expenses of the assistant now." โ€

"......" Hiss's quick clarification made Theorod believe that Natl behind him must have given him a "not very friendly" look.

"Get in the car, it's not too early, I'll send you back. In the next second, Nattel's lukewarm voice came from behind Theorod.

"No, my car ......"

"Stop here for now, and let Herman fetch it himself early tomorrow morning. โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ All right. โ€

Nattel's insistence only allowed Theolod to say goodnight to Heath. He walked towards Nattel's car, and he wanted to sit in the back seat at a distance, but the other man took a step ahead of him and opened the front passenger door. Theolod had to look at him again, the other party still maintained a serious face, his expressionless face made him unable to see his true feelings, and he couldn't guess whether the other party had really forgotten all about the previous one, or whether he was dead and only planned to maintain a working and ordinary friend relationship with him.

But his attitude now is more like a pure work relationship that even ordinary friends can't do.

So Theolod also chose not to say a word to cooperate with Nattel.

But he seems to have guessed wrong, because Natel doesn't seem to be going to stay silent until he sends Theorod home: "Actually, there are some things I haven't told you. โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ I have it, everyone else has it, everyone has it, you don't have to and you don't have the obligation to report everything to me......"

"I'm not completely out of life in North Las Vegas, you know what I mean, and I'm sure you've been aware of it. Nattle ignored Theorod, he looked at the deserted street in front of him, and calmly confided his biggest secret, "Yes, Gavin Bennett is my subordinate, and I brought him from my hometown to Los Angeles." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ No, all right, Nat, please don't ......"

"I also have a casino over there, and if you can go back and check it out, you'll be able to identify the biggest one, mine. โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ That's it, Natle, I don't want to know ......"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to understand the internal details for a while, in short, it is some gray transactions that are not trivial or serious, and the people on the FBI side asked me to keep the identity of the informant secret...... Well, you just pretend you didn't hear anything, and I thought I was hiding it from you for your good, but I thought about it again, and said it was for the good of others, but in fact it was all for myself, because of my own selfishness, because I was afraid, because I was afraid that you would stay away from me, and try to get rid of me. But there's no need for that now, you say?"

Natel glanced at Theorod, and that glance made all of Theorod's words stuck in his throat, and the other party's confession made him suddenly have a bad premonition.

"On my birthday, I received a DVD of the movie, which seems to have been given to Herman by that kid. โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

"Who framed Roger Rabbit", it seems to be this name, I recalled, what a coincidence, the one we watched when we evaded the ticket, is it this one? โ€

"Probably, I don't remember either......"

"Anyway, I took it apart and watched it that night, and it was a cartoon, and Herman actually gave me a cartoon? โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Hmmm......"

"Oh, it's here. โ€

Theolod looked at the familiar house, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his intuition told him that when the car stopped, he had to get out of the car quickly, and Natl had always been more perceptive than he thought.

Nattle drove the car onto the trail in front of the garage, loosened his seat belt, turned off the ignition, turned off the lights, and it was as dark inside the car as it was outside. Theolod glanced at the security lock next to the window, it was still locked, and he silently withdrew his hand to open the door and looked at Nattel.

Natel also looked at him without saying a word, he seemed to be waiting for something, but he waited for a long time, but he couldn't wait for what he wanted, but waited for the polite request of "please open the lock, okay?"

In that moment, Natel frowned, "You're such an idiot, okay? Sometimes you're really stupid. โ€

"......" Theorod wasn't quite sure how he could upset the other person, or that even if he knew, he would pretend he didn't know anything, so as to avoid a lot of unnecessary entanglements.

But after scolding that, Natel suddenly said: "I remember that I am still your bodyguard, although I have never had the opportunity to fight properly, but I am very dutiful to tell you that there are absolutely no paparazzi near Maggie's house, and you have to believe that I can do this." โ€

"Hmm...... Thanks? So what?"

"So?" Nattel smiled lightly, raised his eyebrows, and in the next second, the skills he had exercised from fighting in the street made Nutel suddenly reach out before Theorod could react, hold down the back of Theorod's head and bring it in front of him, lean over and kiss his longing for the pink lips, โ–กโ–ก the soft lip flap hard, and before the other party could react, burrow into the warm and moist mouth.

He owes him a kiss, a real kiss, like this, until their mouths are filled with each other's tastes, until the tips of their noses rub together and exchange breaths in each other's bodies, rough, passionate, lingering kisses.

"I sense from that kiss that you're not unresponsive," Nattel ended the kiss with a suck on his lower lip, he pressed against Theorod's forehead, and the hand behind his head slowly rubbed the fine blonde hair with an ambiguous force, "So, I thought about it, I was thinking, what you said before, does it still count?"

Theolod was not stupid, he immediately reacted to what Natl was talking about, and his face became very amused at that moment.

"I'm kidding. Natel said, grabbing the bag under Theorod and letting go of him quickly, unlocking the door.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Belch...... Late... Good night......"

Theorod almost wolf-swept out of the car, slammed the door, and rushed into the house. It wasn't until his own door closed behind him that he leaned against it and sat down on the floor with a sigh of relief, and it wasn't until this moment that his face, which had remained calm, flushed.

His heartbeat could not be calmed until now, and he dared to guarantee that this was the first time he had been so wolfish in his previous life or in this life, and it was also the first time that his face was red to such a point.

Theorod looked down at the small tent showing signs of awakening, and he thought, he'll have to take matters into his own.

On the other side, it wasn't until he drove the car out of the residential area that Natel applied the brakes hard and stopped on the side of the road. All sorts of maddening emotions made him grab his hair and slam his head at the steering wheel. He couldn't believe that he had actually done what he had just done, and that the other party's lips and tongue were really ......

No, can't think about it anymore!

Natel looked down at the small tent showing signs of awakening, and he thought, he'll have to take matters into his own hands again.