can get out of the way under the intentional unspoken rules of Hollywood agents and producers, this girl is considered a type of IQ that is enough, Song Ya feels that she is not less than Fergee's heart, but not as materialistic as Beckie.

"That's right, I'm interested in you, and it started when I first met in South Africa."

He simply admitted shamelessly, as he said to Taraghi, he was too lazy to use his kung fu to chase such an unknown girl, "At that time, I was always in the book to take the photos I took of you, but don't worry, I won't use money or power to force others to achieve their goals." Yeremov, help her with this, go to the Taraghi room, I'm ready to rest. ”

"Yes, Miss Theron."

Yeremov turned to his side and motioned for the girl to go out with him.

"Thank you." The girl's voice was inaudible, and she was helped by Taragi and obediently left the room with Yeremov.

You're in good shape......

Song Ya looked at her back and swallowed her saliva, she may be a little small and strong in the eyes of others, but it is quite suitable for her own taste, and it is perfect to lose weight casually.

There are some things that he believes Yeremov will help say, a figure who once served as an executive of a big Hollywood company, and his rank is higher than that of those small agents who have no bottom line.

It was really tiring to play a song, and within a few minutes, when he was about to fall asleep, he was woken up again by the noise outside the door.

"What!? Mawota? ”

At night, the person in charge of security is usually the honest man Mawota, who is shouting outside: "Mr. APLUS is resting, please don't disturb him!" ”

"You're bothering me right now!"

Song Ya complained loudly, and there was a knock on the door soon, "Mr. APLUS? There were several ladies in the lobby who said that you forcibly restricted the personal freedom of a young lady. ”

“WTF？” Song Ya opened the door, and several hotel security guards and managers gathered at the door, stopped by Mawota, and looked inside the room while he opened the door.

"I stayed in the presidential suite! That's how you serve!? Song Ya scolded, "I won't live here again next time I come to Los Angeles!" ”

"Sorry, there are a few girls in the lobby who are noisy, and if you let it go, it will have a bad impact on your reputation, and they threaten to call the police and find a reporter."

The housekeeping manager folded his hands pitifully, "You don't have a girl to stay overnight, do you?" ”

"Nope!" Song Ya was about to throw the door at the door, when she suddenly remembered something, "Mawota, go to the next room and call Miss Theron out." ”

In fact, the doors of the next rooms were open, Tony and the silencer were sleepily peeking out, Old Mac had put on his jacket and started working, and Tarraghi had led Charlise Theron out.

"Well, maybe a few of my friends, sorry, I had a lot of things going on today, and I forgot to tell them that they were safe."

Charlise Theron explained in embarrassment, thinking that she must have used the same trick against the producer, making the little sister wait outside, and starting to 'rescue' as soon as the time was up and she didn't see her come out.

"So you're not physically confined are you, are you?" Hotel security confirmed with her.

"Nope." She replied.

"In that case, miss, shall you come down with us downstairs and talk to your friends?" The room manager looked at Tony and the others who came around, and he was still not at ease.

"Okay." Charlise Theron followed them and said sorry as she walked up to Songya.

"I'm helping you with good intentions, but don't get me in trouble." Song Ah warns her.

"I'm really sorry." She apologized again in a panic, clasped her hands around her chest, and accompanied by Yeremov and Taraji, followed the security guards downstairs to comfort the little sisters.

"Women are such a nuisance!" Song Ya just wanted to slam the door, but suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he found a figure at the entrance of the emergency passage staircase at the end of the corridor, dressed in white and with long hair......

“WTH…… Hey!? Who's there? There was no such thing as ghosts in this world, and he would never admit to being taken aback.

Old Mike rushed over.

"Uh-huh......"

It was a woman's voice, and the woman in white took the initiative to walk into the light, and the dim light of the corridor illuminated a flawless face.

"Xue Linfen?" Song Ya was simply 'flashed', and he recognized the other party at a glance, he had seen all the photo movies and everything, and it was impossible to admit it when he put on clothes!

"HELLO, APLUS, I'...... Uh, live downstairs, just heard the movement and came up to take a look. ”

The white dress on Xue Linfen's body turned out to be a bathrobe, her hair was still wet, she held a glass of wine with one hand, and the belt around the waist of the bathrobe with the other.

The other party is only a year older than Hallie, but he looks much more mature, which is another kind of amorous.

"Sorry to bother you, Miss Finn, it's okay, a misunderstanding."

Song Ya motioned for Old Mike to lift his guard, "A girl who escaped from Hollywood producers, we had contact before, so she came to me for help." ”

After a little explanation, although the other party doesn't seem to have a reputation for big mouths, everything is uncertain in Hollywood.

"I hear you." She smiled at Song Ya, "This kind of thing often happens in Hollywood, I'm not surprised, it's okay, then I'll go back to my room, goodbye." ”

"Uh......"

It's so easy to let herself go, don't call APLUS, "Wait, Miss Finn. ”

"How?" She looked back.

"Don't you live in Los Angeles? Why do you still want to stay in a hotel? Song Ya asked.

"This ......" The other party was a little embarrassed by this question, and subconsciously touched the corners of her forehead, and Song Ya seemed to see a scar flashing under her hair.

"That photographer boyfriend of yours?" Song Ya asked directly, so that she could explain it when she came to stay in the hotel, and she seemed to have seen the news of the love change between the two in the gossip tabloids recently.

"SORRY, APLUS, I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT THIS." She said a little upset.

"Don't put up with it, I've seen too many domestic violence men in Hollywood."

What a great opportunity! Song Ya was completely sleepy, and beckoned to her, "Come on, talk to me, I only beat one last time." ”

"Oh!"

It dawned on her, "Was it at the Spielberg house?" ”

"yes, you've heard that, too? Wesley Streep, knocked out by my punch. Song Ya began to boast: "It is said that he has practiced karate and is very capable of fighting, but in fact, he is not vulnerable at all." ”

"This is Hollywood, everybody has heard of it."

She finally laughed, and the gossip nature of women was stimulated, "But who is the heroine?" Halle Berry? ”

"Hey, I can't say that, come on, come on."

It's really a coincidence, Song Ya can't stand this kind of natural stunner, and waves her arms frequently, for fear that she will leave, "Let's talk, I can't sleep anyway, I'm very interested in Hollywood, but the circle is too narrow, and there are just some things I want to ask you." ”

How could this kind of twenty-seven-year-old actress, who has made cool films and experienced several ups and downs in Hollywood, be fooled by such a low-end excuse, leaning against the wall, she smiled and bowed her head, shook the residual wine in the cup slightly, and thought about it for a while, "Forget it, my clothes are not very convenient." She gestured to her bathrobe.

"Oh, forget it." The bathrobe or something is actually completely ineffective, Song Ya can make up the other party's figure according to the movie brain, he deeply regrets, "Is it convenient to leave a phone call?" ”

At this time, the elevator door opened, and Charlie Theron, accompanied by Tarraghi, walked out, "Who is this?" She also saw Xue Linfen.

"Girl, you're alright, aren't you?" Xue Linfen asked.

"It's okay, thank you." She looked at Song Ya and then at Xue Linfen, as if she didn't recognize the identity of the other party.

"It's not easy to break into Hollywood, and seeing you now is like seeing your younger self, if you need any help......" she glanced at Song Ya.

"Taraji." Song Ya snapped her fingers at Taraghi.

"Just make this call." Xue Linfen took the pen handed by Taragi and wrote a string of numbers.

"Go ahead."

Song Yamu watched her disappear at the staircase, and briefly asked Yeremov about her progress, and Charis's agent took the bait and agreed to meet tomorrow to talk about the brokerage.

"About a café." Yeremov said: "I will let my men accompany Miss Theron." ”