Chapter 32: Go to My House for a Coffee
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"We're just temporary partners."
Uma Thurman shrugged his shoulders absently, and Duke didn't mean to continue asking. Friends describe the temporary ** relationship, in Hollywood is countless.
If you are interested in each other, you can come together, if you think it is good, you can go on further, otherwise you can wave goodbye, Hollywood is playing out such a drama every day, from extras to big-name stars to first-line production directors are no exception, whether it is insiders or the general public, no one will be surprised or surprised by this.
In the more than half an hour since he arrived at the banquet hall, Duke has lost count of how many glasses of wine he has drunk, although most of them are champagne, but his amount of wine is not very good, although he is not drunk Cheng DΓΉ, but he also feels slightly lightheaded.
"You go to the bathroom and vomit once."
Nancy, the agent who had been invisible, walked over at this time, stood next to Duke and whispered, "It will feel better this way, and then you can come back and continue." β
"I'll go if necessary." Duke nodded slightly.
"That's good......" Nancy Josephson took his arm and led Duke to the left side of the ballroom, "I'll introduce you to a few people." β
"Some of them you may not like." As she walked, she whispered, "But even if the other party has an enmity with you, you must refrain from this occasion." β
"Nancy." Duke whispered back, "I think you should understand that I'm not impulsive. β
"Hi Rei......"
The female agent let go of the hand holding him, beckoned to the front enthusiastically, walked over and hugged a woman about forty years old who turned to this side, "I haven't seen you for a while, you look young again." β
"Nancy, it's always nice to listen to you every time."
After the other party's words were finished, Nancy Josephson looked over and introduced, "Lei, this is Duke. Duke, this is Ms. Leigh Sancheni, a very good producer. β
"It's a pleasure to meet you......"
Duke took the initiative to reach out his hand, and the two shook it gently, and then, like all social interactions, said some unnutritious clichΓ©s.
"Leigh Sancheni is a producer with whom Twentieth Century Fox often collaborates."
Leaving the small circle, Nancy briefly told Duke some information about the other party, "She has James Cameron's new project in her hand, and Twentieth Century Fox is almost certain to do it." β
"Will this project affect us?" Duke immediately asked.
"It didn't make much of a difference." Nancy explained as she walked, "The amount of investment Cameron is asking for is too high, and Fox will only pay 15 to 20 percent of it, and the rest will be solved through guΓ² financing." β
The project must be True Lies, thought to himself, but Duke didn't say it, his eyes off Nancy and in front of him, where quite a few people gathered, most of them around the two women.
The two women, one petite and the other tall, seem to be very intimate.
The petite one was Naomi Watts, while the other tall woman in high heels was definitely over six feet, with a characteristic broad forehead and a distinctively sickly white complexion, which was unforgettable, and despite the passionate smile on her lips, there was always a cold feeling.
"This is a woman with a complicated mind." Nancy reminded Duke in a low voice, "What do you think of Nami?" But the two Nami together are no match for her. β
"Hey, Nami......" Nancy pulled Duke over briskly, and waited for the people around her to disperse before she said, "Why don't you introduce your friends?" β
Although they are not first-line figures, they are also famous, in fact, there is no need to introduce them, and Naomi Watts just said a few words.
"Hello, Mrs. Cruise."
Hearing Nancy's greeting, Duke's eyes swept over the tall woman's face like lightning, keenly catching a hint of gloom in it.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Kidman."
Gently shaking it on the other party's slender fingers, Duke said directly, "You can call me Duke......"
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Duke." She nodded at this and smiled a little sincerely, "You can call me Nicole or Mary." β
"It's my pleasure."
Just like Nancy, many people in Hollywood know that Nicole Kidman is not a simple woman, but they only regard her as a symbol around Tom Cruise, and only Duke knows that this woman's scheming and means can definitely rank among the top first-line actresses in the future.
"I've seen your 'Earth Ambitions' this year."
Beckoning a waiter, Duke picked up four glasses of champagne from the tray one after another, handed them to the three people around him one by one, raised his glass to them, took a sip, and said, "Your heroine is impressive. β
"It's a pity that it lost to your "Speed of Life and Death" at the box office."
Having said that, Nicole Kidman doesn't have too many regrets on her face, "I hope we have the opportunity to work together in the future." β
"There's definitely a chance." Duke politely replied.
"It's almost time, I think I should go."
As soon as she drank the wine in her glass, Nicole Kidman said goodbye, "Goodbye, Nami. Goodbye, Duke. β
Seeing the tall back hurrying away, Naomi Watts took two cups of soda from the passing waiter, handed one to Duke at random, looked in the direction of the door, and said, "Her husband is a man with super control, after Mary married him, she had to give up Catholicism and believe in Scientology, and she can't stay too late to go out alone to socialize, she is through Tom Cruise to gain a foothold in Hollywood, but is it worth it?" β
"Whether it's worth it or not is only understood by those who are in it."
If it weren't for his mother's help, Duke wouldn't know when he would be able to do what he is now, "Hollywood only looks at the results, never the process." β
"yes." Naomi Watts touched his glass, revealing two small front teeth that protruded slightly, and took a sip of soda, "You're the lucky one to get a good result, but not everyone is as lucky as you." β
She pouted at Nancy's back on the other side, "Take me as an example, I participated in three auditions after "Life and Death", and the producer of an independent film hinted to Nancy, and Nancy also asked me to agree to the other party's request, but I refused, and of course the role was gone. β
"The ...... of independent cinema," Duke shrugged, "is a more chaotic place than the commercial film industry." β
Hollywood has a variety of written and unwritten rules, but the financial composition and power structure of large-scale commercial films are extremely complex, and the important roles in them are by no means obtained by being willing to take off their clothes and sleep with others, and no director or producer dares to joke about tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars in investment.
Independent films, on the other hand, with a small amount of investment and a single source of funding, and relatively large producers or directors, are actually far dirtier than the mainstream commercial film industry.
"What about you, what about your second work?" Naomi Watts asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Nancy is working." Duke suppressed the surging wine and sighed slowly, "But so far, no production company has made it clear that it wants to set up a project." β
"It seems that you are a new director...... "She poked Duke's chest with her finger, "and life is not as good as I thought." β
"You imagine?" Duke wondered.
"Production companies are rushing to find you to invest, and countless media are rushing to visit you."
She leaned closer, there was almost no smell of alcohol on her body, she probably hadn't drunk much, "A lot of beautiful women are chasing you and offering courtesy." β
"That's a scene from a movie."
Probably because of the wine, Duke felt a little headache, pinched the corner of his forehead, and said, "I'm still worried about the investment in the new project, and the media shifted the target after a few days of hype when the film was down, as for the woman?" Except Uma Thurman was a little more enthusiastic about me than before......"
"Sorry......"
With that, Duke felt that he couldn't take it anymore and turned and walked towards the bathroom.
Seeing the back of Duke leaving, Naomi Watts tilted her head and thought for a moment, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, beckoned the waiter to ask for a handkerchief, followed her, and waited at the door of the bathroom.
Nancy Josephson's words are definitely empirical, Duke felt much better when he stood in front of the faucet and washed his hands, he could drink some wine, but the amount of alcohol was definitely not good, and he was much more relaxed after spitting it out.
Facing the mirror, he looked at the dress, it was still clean, and he sighed lightly in the palm of his hand, the smell was not too obvious, Duke calmed down the rhythm of his breathing, and slowly walked out of the bathroom.
"Better?"
As soon as he walked out, a handkerchief was handed to him, Duke took it and wiped the corners of his mouth, "Thank you, it's much better." β
"The pie is almost over." Naomi Watts took the initiative to take the handkerchief back and threw it into the trash can on the side, "Fox's people are basically gone, you better go back early." β
Knowing that his physical condition was not very good, Duke shook his head to make himself sober again, and then said, "Nami, help me say hello to Nancy." β
After saying that, he did not go back to the banquet hall, but walked along the side corridor, towards the outside of the hotel, just out of the bright glass door, before he reached the parking lot, he heard the sound of dense high heels falling behind him.
"Duke, Duke......"
Turning his head to look at Naomi Watts, who was hurrying to catch up, Duke asked suspiciously, "Did something happen?" β
"You've drunk a little too much...... "I'll take you back." β
The current state is really not suitable for driving, and Duke did not refuse, simply followed Naomi Watts to her red Ford and sat in the passenger seat.
When the car pulled out of the parking lot, he lowered the window pane and said to the side, "Santa Monica, marina area." β
The red Ford sped west along the highway, and the drunkenness and the evening breeze caused Duke to fall into a dazed state.
He didn't know how long it took, but he felt a little dry in his mouth, and he opened his eyes hard, only to find that the car was parked under an apartment building, which didn't seem to be Santa Monica.
"Are you awake?" Naomi Watts' crisp voice rang out next to her, her blue-green eyes shining with a faint water, "I don't know where you live, so I brought you to West Hollywood." β
"Is there water in the car?" Duke asked, pinching his forehead.
"No......" Naomi Watts looked sideways at Duke and gestured to the apartment building next to her, "Go to my place for a coffee?" β
Naomi Watts looked at Duke, and Duke was looking at her, and the air seemed to smell of sparks, the most primitive desire between men and women. Look, the most original attraction.