Chapter 917: Accustomed to it
It was completely dark, but the rain in Chicago was getting heavier and heavier. With a crisp electric jump, the high-powered stadium lights outside the window were half extinguished.
"Damn it!" Loud complaints from the staff came in.
Mira's eyelashes twitched a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes, and heard some small sounds of knowing Suoso, and she sat up on her elbows, feeling the thin blanket slip off her chest without hindrance.
"What are you doing?" She saw Halle Berry bending over in the corner fiddling with something.
"Didn't do anything."
Hallie replied casually, "Are you sober?" Water on the table. β
"Thank you." She wrapped the blanket around her body, got up to get water, and walked barefoot behind Hallie while drinking from it.
It turns out that this is APLUS's honor corner, "no, no, no......"
Harley was concentrating on the Oscar trophy in her hand, as if trying to fit the only gold figure in APLUS into her small handbag, but she couldn't fit it horizontally or vertically, so she turned around and rummaged through the study.
Mira's eyes were attracted by the three Grammy Gold Record Player trophies, the 36th Best Single of the Year, the 37th Best Contemporary Rhythm and Blues Album and the Best Film and Television Song.
She picked up the general award for the single of the year, and just wanted to enjoy it up close, but she didn't expect the base and the record player to be separated, and the loudspeaker suddenly fell to the side, so frightened that she hurriedly used another hand holding a thin blanket to help, and the blanket naturally fell to the ground.
"I thought you would lose your temper when you woke up." Hallie finally found a large file bag and walked over to put the little golden figure inside.
"I'm not so drunk that I am delirious."
Mira restores the gold record player to its original condition and carefully puts it back.
"You shouldn't have come back to him, he's not going to stay for a woman at all now." Hallie said, "You shouldn't have given up on the Fifth Element. β
"I think I prefer to sing." Mira replied, "And it was true that I was naΓ―ve at the beginning, I hurt him, and he continued to help me later." β
"You? You can't sing well, and even DIVA can't keep his heart. β
Hallie tucked the file bag under her arm, feeling bad, so she simply carried it generously with her hand, "He won't be hurt by you, I haven't seen a tycoon who can make so much money be really hurt by a little girl, and most of the bigwigs in the entertainment industry are very attentive." Paramount boss Lei Shidong has two lovers outside who are responsible for secretly finding a new love for the old man, Hefner of Playboy Magazine, you know what kind of extravagant life he lives, right? Not to mention the scum directors such as Polanski and Woody Allen, everyone is accustomed to this environment. What about the Luc Bessons? The people of the United States don't know him very well. β
Mira stared at the mirror used to reflect the light in the Honor Corner, which was the reflection of her own body, "He pursued me hard, but I also kept hearing about him and other actresses from others. β
"That's a raccoon dog, hehe, at least APLUS is still young, and he can't grasp the degree of pleasing women in the entertainment industry, he always exerts too much force, I think a second female with a python disaster is completely enough, am I right?" Hallie asked.
Mira shook her head, "I've been through it all, I've lost it, I don't know what I want now, and I have enough money to spend now......"
She went to the ground next to the sofa and picked up her various clothes, and said as she wore them, "I do fantasize about going back to the old days with him, but unfortunately...... It only lasted one day, I came in the morning, and I was really, really happy before I entered this house, Tony, Silencer, Al, Big A, Eric, and him, it seemed like nothing had changed in five years, we were at the shooting range reminiscing, playing wildly, and having fun without worry......"
"Come on, what do you think?" Harley hit her: "That's just because Big A will look at things and curry favor with APLUS, at least I remember Tony and Al complained about your bad temper, they didn't like you to yell at APLUS all the time." β
"Really?"
Mira's movements paused for a moment before she put her evening dress down from her head.
"Go down and get something to eat, you're hungry." Hallie helped her zip her back and double-checked, "It's beautiful, it's perfect." β
"Hmm."
The two of them put on their shoes and opened the door and went out, "Hey, Mike." Harley smiled at old Mike, who was sitting on the couch by the door reading the newspaper.
Old Mike narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand without saying a word.
"Uh......" Hallie rolled her eyes and handed him back the bag containing the golden man, "I just wanted to borrow it for two days." β
Old Mac tucked the file bag behind his back and picked up the newspaper again.
"Dead old man!"
Before he reached the staircase, the buzzing sound of conversation and the smell of perfume rushed to his face, Mira looked down from the staircase, there were many white-collar temperament blacks in the hall who were out of step with the record industry, and the scumbag who had just been exposed was standing in the corner of the side, with his index finger bent under his nose, chatting with a rather familiar middle-aged black man with a very serious expression, and there was a blonde woman standing next to him who interjected from time to time, it was his public relations consultant, Ms. Sloan.
"By the way, where's that Eli from before?" She took Hallie's arm and descended the steps.
"I don't know, Sloan is a lot bigger than Eli, and she used to have a lot of energy on Capitol Hill." Hallie said: "APLUS is not the person you remember, he is much richer and more powerful now, and the black man next to Ms. Sloan is one of the most influential African-American media people, Gordon. β
"I remember, the host of the BET station." Mira said.
"Now I'm doing things for APLUS, does A+CN know? It's Gordon in charge. Hallie approached as she greeted the passers-by, "Hi, is it convenient to join?" SHE PUSHED MILA TO APLUS'S SIDE AND WENT TO THE OTHER SIDE HERSELF.
"Uh......"
Song Ya was very surprised, he thought that he would make a big fuss after waking up according to Mira's temper, but he didn't expect her to stick to his side silently without any expression, her beautiful face leaned up slightly, and she naturally kissed herself twice.
So he was more daring, and tentatively put his arm around her waist, but there was no response, and he turned his head gratefully to look at Harley, and hugged her tighter, "Go on, it's okay." He responded to Gordon's inquiring look.
"Rashida is going to me in the afternoon, Rashida Jones."
"I think we're going to have to say a few words to Quincy Jones, us, and the inner city broadcaster," Gordon said. β
"Is it for the Oscars?" Ms. Sloan asked.
"Yes, the outside world is attacking him for being nondescript in that fashion show, and I think we can support him from an anti-discrimination perspective, and he chose three of the five models of African American, and one of the Asian Americans." Gordon nodded.
"Okay, I'm not going to stumble that old thing this time." Song Ya replied casually.
"That's great." Gordon was delighted.
"How's the 10 million campaign going?" Song Ya asked.
"Chicago and Baltimore are making the best progress right now because we have TV stations in both cities......"
Mira listened quietly as she looked over the man's shoulder, and saw that his other hand had wrapped around Harley at some point......
She looked at the others again, Gordon, Sloan...... And all the people who came to say hello from time to time didn't have any reaction to this, very, accustomed to it......