When Jenny left the party venue, she relaxed to find that not many paparazzi had followed - although the number of paparazzi following her had temporarily increased due to the popularity of the show, most of the practitioners in this line were already familiar with Jennifer. Jefferson's style, although she has a lot of attention, this girl lives a very dull life, she hardly goes out at night, and like her boyfriend, she is a rare homely type in Hollywood. If it was daytime, there would be a few paparazzi waiting for her, hoping to follow her to the neighborhood to take some street photos of her shopping, going in and out of the mall, and drinking coffee, but it's night, and most people know that she will go straight home, and there is nothing to shoot except the butt of the car, so most of the paparazzi are waiting for Ryan. Gosling and his girlfriend Sandra. Bullock, so they have a better chance of getting something.

"Don't go home, Mary." She said to Mary, "Let's go to Lil's hospital, and then you drive her car back to our house, and I have somewhere to go." ”

Mary went to the airport to deliver the money first, and then came back to pick her up, so she probably knew what was going on, and she nodded, "Is Lillian okay?" - I like her a lot. ”

"It shouldn't be too much of a problem," said Jenny, pretending to be lighthearted, "why aren't you worried about the Chesa at all?" ”

"Between her and Mr. Vijeri?" Mary grimaced, "I think the concern is whether Lillian was eaten by Mr. Vijerry or anything else - are they alright?" Is the problem serious? ”

"Stop gossiping." Jenny said angrily and amusefully, and she glared at Mary, who was riding the red light, and was looking back at her with a look of concern, blinking wide-eyed and innocent concern. "Let's drive well."

At the hospital, she and Mary got into two cars, and Jenny waved goodbye to each other and drove to Lilian and Cesare's neighborhood. It was not early, the traffic in the city was no longer there, and she was soon at her destination - and she was relieved to see that the lights were still on in the house.

"Can I come in? Chesa? She searched through some of the miscellaneous items that Lillian had asked her to bring back, and took out the key and opened the door. Chesa, are you home? ”

The embarrassing truth is that there are still some remnants in the living room that have not had time to be cleaned up, two rows of candles from the doorway all the way to the dining room, and one that has not been blown out. Jenny carefully picked it up and blew, "Chesa? ”

She found Cesare in the master bedroom on the second floor, there was only a small lamp in the room, and the light and shadow effect was very warm to match the decoration, but the atmosphere was not like that, a figure was busy going back and forth between the walk-in closet and the master bedroom, packing up his clothes, and the bed was spread out with a large suitcase, which was already half full.

"Ah, it's you." Cesare still looked very calm, as if there was nothing strange about Jeanne's presence here. "Is there something wrong?"

"Lillian asked me to send something back," Jenny said awkwardly, "uh, she still needs me to send her passport to New York." ”

"Oh." Cesare pointed to the bedside table, "Everything she needs should be there, you can take the whole box away." ”

"Hmm." Jeanne said briefly, she coughed and cautiously squeezed past Cesare, "Trouble ...... aside"

She opened the box on the bedside table and looked at it, it really contained everything that Lillian would need, her passport, checkbook, and some important documents and certificates. Jeanne simply did as Cesare said, and took out the whole box, "Borrowed, borrowed." ”

Cesare moved out of the way and placed a photo frame on the bedside table on the lid, "This is a picture she cherishes, and I think you should send it to her along with it." ”

It was a photo of Lily with her parents, and the three people in the photo were all smiling happily, and Cesare's eyes paused on the photo before handing it to Jenny.

"Okay." Jenny was a treasure trove of words tonight.

Cesare turned his back again to pack his bags, "Is she in New York now?" What about work? ”

Lillian probably didn't contact Cesare, Jenny felt like she had fled back to New York, and she didn't even dare to let Jenny go to the airport to see her off, for fear that she would attract the attention of the paparazzi and let her be photographed, so that Cesare knew she was flying back to New York. - Although she thinks this logic is very nervous, it also shows that Lillian is not afraid to face Cesare at all now, and it turns out that Cesare does not need much evidence to guess that she must have flown home to hide now.

"There should be a few hours to go, and she's already on long leave today for work - she wanted to resign, but the dean didn't allow it." Jeanne said she simply dispensed Cesare from guessing. "So- yes, she found your ring box this morning, yes, she broke down, she didn't think she could possibly agree to your proposal, I don't know the exact process, but I guess she made the decision in the afternoon, and I happened to get a call from her when I left for the party in the evening."

Cesare listened to her with his hands crossed, then hummed and turned to begin packing his shirt.

"Where are you going to live?" Jenny asked, "Lillian said you could stay here forever......"

She looked at Cesare's face and swallowed the next words wisely, "But, ahem, you know, if you need a place to go, I've got several empty rooms there. ”

"I've booked a room at the Four Seasons Hotel." "But thank you for your kindness. ”

"And what about Washington? The hotel is always inconvenient for dogs. Jenny asked.

Cesare paused, and Jenny added, "Lillian didn't talk to me about the dog, and I guess you can make a decision - in the meantime, you can foster it in my house, and we have a part-time worker to take care of it." ”

"Thank you then." Cesare put a stack of white shirts in his suitcase, "I don't think she'll answer my phone calls these days, so I can only ask you to convey that I'll find a house in a few days, move all my things, and then I'll send her back the keys, which is the Manhattan address." ”

"Uh, okay." Jenny said.

There was a brief silence in the room, and Cesare bent down to open a large drawer, his blonde hair sliding down, shimmering in the moonlight.

"Do you want to talk?" Jenny asked.

Cesaret paused, he didn't look up, his voice a little muffled. "What are you talking about?"

"I don't know, the selection of the film after that, the PR strategy, Lillian, what do you want to talk about?" Jenny walked to the little study, poured two glasses of whiskey, and walked back, "We can talk about whatever you want." ”

Cesare took the glass, stared at it for a moment, then craned his neck and sipped it all in, and Jeanne wordlessly handed over another glass.

They eventually moved to the small study, where Cesare belonged, and the whole room was full of his traces—his books, his computer, his cigar facilities, and his wine collection—where Cesare seemed to relax a little, and after a cigar and a small half-bottle of whiskey, his shoulders finally relaxed under the influence of the alcohol.

"What do you want to talk about?" He asked a second time, but before Jenny could reply, he ordered, "Speak." ”

After drinking, his voice is usually hoarse, but this 'speak' is very sharp, and Jenny turns her glass and blurts out without thinking, "I've always minded last year's conversation." ”

She didn't say which one it was, and both of them knew it. Her slightly awkward, estranged relationship with Cesare now was the result of that conversation.

"Mind what?" Cesare asked rhetorically, perhaps a little drunk, in an aggressive tone, "Have you proven your vision, or is it a failure that you want to talk to me about?" ”

"Oh," Jenny said, holding up her hand, trying to make a joke, "I don't think even I would be so miserable, I'm not here to ask the teacher, you've had a miserable few months - failed, Lillian left you, I proved me right-"

"—And Cameron transferring her film affairs to Ino." Cesare picked up her words, and he looked up and exhaled a large smoke ring. "yes, the last few weeks have been at my low point."

"Cameron?" Jenny frowned, "Diaz? Why did she kick you-"

In Cesare's eyes, she pointed her finger at herself with a sudden realization. "Because of me?"

"Because of you." Cesare nodded, and he suddenly showed a sincere smile, "Do you know how many female celebrities in CAA are hating you right now?" Jefferson, do you know how many girls in town want to be you? Tens of thousands! You should go and share your successes with them, instead of spending time here drinking with a loser. ”

"Who said you were a loser." Jenny scoffed, "Don't tell me you're going to knock you down with such a setback - you know, the moment you say you're a loser, you're really a loser." I want to give you that quote - I'm disappointed in you tonight, Vijri. ”

Instead of being angry, Cesare smiled happily, took a greedy puff on his cigarette, and muttered, "Who isn't?" ”

Jenny filled him with wine, "Don't do that, we all let ourselves down - and I have too, and I was disappointed in myself from that conversation last year. ”

"Why?" Cesare finally got a little bit of a cooperation.

"I feel like I'm doing a bad job," says Jenny, "and I don't have a good grasp of the rhythm at all, and you've seen through my weakness, and all of a sudden I turn over my cards, trying to cover it up with femininity, but I don't do it well...... I made almost every mistake I could. ”

"But it turned out well." Cesare said, "How many more times do you want me to praise you, how many times do you want me to point it out?" You're now leading a summer box office miracle, and you're right, a genius decision. ”

"Oh, it looks like Lillian relayed those things I said." Jenny laughed self-deprecatingly as she thought of that excited afternoon, "But I don't think she conveyed it all—a lot of what we said that day was about you." ”

Cesare didn't speak, but shifted a little, turning his head at Jenny.

"We think you're responsible for my poor performance that day." "In fact, you're mostly responsible. ”

“hmm。” Cesare said.

"Do you know how I felt when I found out that you weren't interested in you?" Jenny asked herself, "Despair, I thought I was going to lose these two projects, and then I decided that I had to act, not only to act, but also to invest in the production - and then instead of joy and joy, I was afraid...... I'm not afraid of box office and risk, I'm afraid of facing you, I'm afraid of the process of negotiating with you, I'm even afraid of communicating with you, if I knew my idea you wouldn't approve of. You're a terrible person sometimes, Chesa, and I think you've been using all the factors at your disposal to create an image of an indestructible tyrant, when people obey you, they get sweet sweets and treats, and when they want to rebel - you've used all your power to make this choice very terrible, hinting at an unexpected, ominous ending, and the moment I decided to negotiate with you, I realized that you had been committed to being spiritually emasculated. Cut me, all you need is a puppet with great acting skills, not Jennifer. Jefferson. ”

"This fear was present throughout our phone call, and before I met with you I was thinking, what if you decide to terminate the partnership? What would happen to me if I lost you? And then you know what results I got? Jenny shrugged, "I signed a contract with the CAA, I could already fire you, I could change agents, and I could get the film I wanted, and I could have my free will — and at that moment, the idea became very appealing." I was thinking about this throughout the whole process of our negotiations: the worst and the worst, I just 'broke up' with you, and even at that time, I already had the idea of firing you. Because I know you're not going to agree with me to play peace...... I know you won't allow me to have my own ideas, so why should I force myself to negotiate with you? You're so terrible, I'd rather fire you than continue to rack my brains to fight you and defeat you. ”

She took a sip of her wine, "So I guess that's your problem - all the people who know you don't expect you to change your mind through dialogue and communication, you are so rock solid that anyone who tries to change you will become desperate, and eventually, they may choose to give up." ”

"Are you trying to hint at my reason why Lillian fled back to New York?" Cesare asked, his tone inaudible and unrecognizable, but unexpectedly quick.

"I'm just telling you, I almost fired your mentality that day." Jenny shrugged, "Of course, maybe there's also the mood when Bell has to take it." You have to think of Lil...... That's your own business. ”

Cesare put the glass back on his desk, and he slowly pushed it with his fingers in a circular motion, "Would you mind telling me then?" ――What made you not fire me that day? ”

"I don......'t know," said Jenny, who was also a little confused, and could only say as she pursued the real reason, "you are the one who excavated me, and I don't want to break up with you if it weren't for the lack of choice." I am also a little reluctant to leave you, your domestication has been fruitful, and I have become accustomed to your meticulous service......"

She thought of her faint knot in her heart for more than half a year, and finally sighed, "Well, I confess to you, in my heart, I have regarded you as my friend, even though I know that I am only a tool for your dreams, a tool for disobedience—but I do see you as a very important friend. I admire your calmness, sanity and self-confidence, and it seems that any question will have an answer to you, and if I leave you, who should I talk to about my troubles? ”

"So in the end, it's all about your needs." Cesare said his tone was sarcastic, but not malicious.

"So in the end, it's all about my needs." Jenny rightly admitted, "Is there anything wrong with that?" ”

Cesare let out a few chuckles, and the room fell silent for a moment.

"You know what?" This time, he was the one who took the initiative to break the silence. "I've been reflecting on myself lately."

"Really?" Jenny was surprised. "You, reflect on yourself?"

"I've been thinking about what Lillian relayed," Cesare let out a deep breath as if he were about to exhale the wine, "and of course reflecting on the fact that neither you nor Bell can work happily with me, and when Bell is the only case, that's her problem, and if you have an opinion, then it's mine." Skipping the complicated logical analysis, I came to the conclusion that if I continued to work in this way, then maybe I would keep repeating the process of finding a potential newcomer - pinning my ideals on her or him - and then losing him/her when he had achieved something, and the chances of finding an artist with potential who had no opinion all the time were close to zero and negligible, so this road would not work. ”

The calm and sane Cesare returned, and he continued, "But if I treat dream seeds like you like ordinary clients, then the only possibility is that they grow into the people I am now - no one can always make genius choices, I can guarantee that good choices will be made most of the time, but my clients have a good chance of making normal or even bad choices, if I sometimes give in to their insistence, Then they may become big names in the ups and downs, but they are still far from my goal. It seems that no matter what I choose, the chances of achieving my dream are close to zero. ”

"But it's not an easy goal to achieve." Jenny interjected, "As you told me, even if you do everything you can, the odds of success are still frighteningly low. ”

"yes." The corners of Cesare's lips curled, "You never know what's going to happen in the future - it's like." ”

"It's like." Jenny agreed, "It was a good movie -- a good choice, but it was bad luck." ”

"So you really don't laugh at me for that." Cesare said.

"I don't think I'm going to laugh at you for anything," Jenny replied, "and in fact, the more I've been exposed to the production profession over the past year, the more I've admired you." I think if you were to play my deck, you would be doing a lot better than me. ”

She sighed bitterly, feeling sorry for herself like a disgruntled child, "I think I'm a very mediocre person, I can't do almost anything, and I negotiate like a dog. , the tug-of-war with Wendy is always tied up - when you walk into the house, everybody knows you're a player, but I, I'll never have that temperament, I'm not good at it, I don't like it - these things are like a doomed game to me, but I have to force myself to play it again and again, and it feels really bad. ”

"But you can act." "That's enough for you, and I'll do the rest—I mean, if our partnership is going to continue," Cesare said. ”

"Do you think we'll continue to work together?" Jenny asked.

"I don't see why not." Cesare mused, "But maybe something needs to change." ”

"For example?"

"I think ......," Cesare said in a jerky tone, as he seemed a little unsure, "I want to hear your opinion first." ”

For the first time on this heavy night, Jeanne had a pleasant smile - she had never expected to hear such a phrase from Cesare's mouth until tonight.

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