American Legendary Life

　　 "I'm going back to call." His face changed slightly, and he got up and walked to the study.

　　 "Juliana, I'm Ben..." Ben dialed the familiar number.

　　 "Ben, how are you doing recently?" Juliana's light laughter came.

　　 "Good, is there something?" Ben said.

　　 "I saw the newspaper."

"So what?"

　　 "Maybe, you have other plans? If it is as I guessed, I hope you will not forget your happy time at Morgan."

　　 "BOSS's body is very good, thank you for your concern." Ben frowned, he could understand the meaning of the other party.

　　 "Ben, people always have to think more about themselves." Juliana continued.

　　 "I'm fine, that's it." I was about to hang up.

　　 "Wait..." Didn't hear the disconnection, Juliana sighed with relief, "Ben, Lee's situation can be guessed by anyone, don't deceive yourself, if...

　　I mean if, Morgan can give you the most generous reward, trust me. "

　　Snap~~

　　 hung up the phone, Ben turned to stand in front of the window and looked at the rising morning light, his ever-changing complexion was enough to show how unsettled his heart was.

　　A pair of arms passed around his armpit to appease his restless mind and body. Joanna put her face on Ben's back and whispered: "I love you, my dear."

　　 "I love you too, Joanna." Ben responded affectionately.

　　 "Life is very peaceful now. I like this kind of life. I think he (she) will like it too." Joanna let go of her arms and pressed her palms gently against her abdomen. Her mother-like gleam shone on her face.

　　 "...My dear, you, are you pregnant?" Ben asked in surprise.

When Jonah Ann nodded and laughed, an ecstasy surged into his heart, and this town arm shouted and wanted to hug his wife, but when he touched her, he withdrew his hands, fearing that something bad would happen because of his rashness. , Excited dancing, I don’t know what to do.

　　 "You are going to be a father, dear, hee hee..." Qiao Anan pursed her lips and chuckled.

　　 "Dad, I'm going to be a dad, I'm going to be a dad, haha..." laughter and joy sweep away the inner troubles.

　　After Joanna's sleepy nap, she calmed down a little and lay in bed looking at his wife who fell asleep next to her, filled with soft love and pride.

　　 "BOSS, you must stand through!" Ben said silently in his heart.

　　 The fleeting "greed" in the heart was crushed into scum. He knew that once Li Zitao really had an accident, he who would control all industries would fall into the wrong direction.

　　 Even if he doesn't want to, he will fall into a vortex involuntarily, whether it is his own person, or those peeping eyes, will stare at his every move.

　　 All parties draw together and threats follow, and a stable and peaceful life will be broken.

　　 If when Li Zitao was just shot, some thoughts flashed from his mind, then now he only begs Li Zitao out of danger and returns safely.

　　 The golden sunlight spreads over the earth, and the busy day in Hollywood begins again. The haunting man who is responsible for the selection of the design of the Star Theater is haggard, sitting in a chair absent-mindedly.

　　 "Miss Bergman, this is the final three selections. We all agree that the No. 3 plan is better... Bergman." Aymo pushed the Bergman who pushed away God.

　　 "Ah?" Blinking blankly, Baoman remembered that he was in a meeting.

　　 looked down at the three designs in his hand, and Bergman forced himself to focus on his eyes, "help me hold it."

　　Give the three design drawings to others to pick them up. Bergman stepped back and looked carefully. After a half-noise, he nodded and said: "It seems that we have made the same choice, plan No. 3."

　　 "Okay, let people contact the other party now, and the workers will arrive tomorrow. I hope to hear the roar of the machine at that time." Aymo ordered decisively.

　　 The heads of various departments of the chamber of commerce and the foundation dispersed, and the look of Bergman returned to the dim and low, and he lay limply on the table.

　　 "Aymo, I want to go to Chicago." Bergman murmured.

　　 "Baoman, there are a lot of people around BOSS who are taking care of me. I think what he needs most now is the decision makers who can help him continue to execute various plans,

　　 Instead of standing beside him, washing and delivering meals, caring for the woman who is crying and coquettish. "

　　 "I know, but I am very worried...I miss him very much." Baoman glanced at Aimo with some sadness, ‘this woman is not like a woman at all. ’

　　 "I think BOSS misses you as well." Aymo said nonchalantly.

　　 "Hoo..." Facing the unexplained face, Bergman felt it was better not to listen to her'consolation': "Let's go, let's go and see the Avenue of Stars."

　　 The Avenue of Stars is in the planning and measurement stage. Tomorrow, 4,000 workers will be dispatched to Hollywood to take charge of the construction of the Star Theater and the Avenue of Stars.

　　 "Hah, isn't this Miss Ingrid Bergman? Seeing your expression, is it going to attend the funeral?" As soon as he walked out, Bergman heard Meyer's harsh mocking.

　　 "Mr. Mayer, your mouth is like **** pulled by a stray wild dog. Please stay away from me. Although I like puppies, I also hate shit."

　　 The former Bergman was a reticent baby who was so shy that he liked to be "talking" to the illusionary character in his mind.

　　But after going through Chicago’s “crazy graduation journey,” and then determined to come to Hollywood, the good-looking baby erected a strong bunker in his heart.

　　 Now, this layer of bunker is still wrapped with barbed thorns.

　　 "You..." Lewis stared at her ugly, and Bergman also stared back unscathed. "Look what, you stupid shit."

This fat, ugly, arrogant, rude and rude old man dare to curse her lover, thinking of the thorns on the fortress of Bergman's soul here, as if to get out of the cage, tangled and entangled to form a cell, strangling him Among the thorns.

　　 "Bi Chi with fangs, don't think that you can do whatever you want in Hollywood by relying on a yellow pig. I am the master here. One day, I will make you cry and beg me."

　　 Mayer sneered and closed the door, glancing up and down at Bergman's perfect body. The wicked light bloomed in his eyes, and he went away with an evil smile.

　　 "Go to death, fat pig!" Bergman waved his fist angrily at the leaving car.

　　 "Baoman, you are wasting your energy, the best way to fight against the enemy is to steal the things he is most proud of, watching him kneel in front of him crying and crying, begging..."

　　 turned his head to look at Aimo, who was indifferent, and Baoman suddenly felt a chill from her body, ‘offending such a woman must be a terrible thing. ’

　　 is in the brain to fill the various ‘cold-blooded past’ that Aimo might have happened, and looking up again, Bergman found that she was gathering people around.

　　 "What is she doing?" Baoman leaned up curiously.

　　 "Everyone willing to leave a name to testify, 200 US dollars per person, cash." Ai Mo holding the book in one hand, the other hand took out thousands of US dollars in cash from the bag.

　　 "I will." A man dressed in shabby clothes who used to run only in the old days raised his hand and squeezed beside Aymo.

　　 "So as I said, I swear in the name of God, I said...Mr. Louis Meyer insulted in public...

　　 "A yellow pig" with strong racial discrimination...

　　All of the above are facts. I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears...

　　The address of the incident is...the time of the incident is...signature and painting..."

　　 Watching Aymo calmly take a copy of the transcript certificate back into the bag, Baoman was a little afraid to hide back, and could not help shivering.

　　After Ai Mo came to the Hollywood Police Station, paid a donation of US$2,000, and received a transcript from the on-duty traffic police, Bergman suddenly wanted to mourn for Meyer for 3 seconds.

　　 "These can only get him into trouble, it is not enough." After coming out of the police station, Ai Mo smiled and said to her: "The next time you come out, Miss Bergman."

　　 "???" Who am I, where am I, and what do I do? ?

　　 The car stopped at the door of the Roosevelt Hotel. Bergman looked down at Aymo's fingers and happened to see Mr. Robin Hood sitting by the window drinking sullenly.

　　 "What do I need to do?" Bergman didn't think she wanted to seduce Robin Hood by herself unless she wanted to lose the job now.

　　 "Douglas Van Punk, the uncrowned king of contemporary Hollywood actors, he has his own relationship in every big company,

　　 And very loved in the actors' guild ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The people behind the scenes in front of the stage respect him, and in the eyes of the audience is a handsome and handsome Hollywood superstar, with great influence. "

　　 "I know everything you said, then what?" Baoman blinked.

　　 "Do you want to talk about his relationship with Louis?" Aymo smiled mysteriously.

　　 "Of course, anyone knows that Van Punk and the **** old man are inseparable, and his college chairman is still Meyer for him... although he is very prestigious."

　　 "Maybe you forgot to say that the woman Douglas fell in love with."

　　 "Are you saying Joan Crawford?" The news has long spread to Hollywood, and everyone knows that Douglas Jr. took her away and ran away for the sake of her and her father.

　　 "Want to hear why Douglas is firmly against it?" Aymo has a weird expression, which makes Bergman feel afterward.

　　 "Jon Crawford is related to that dead fat pig?" Bergman asked with a bright eye.

　　 "She is a frequent visitor to Mayer's office. Of course, she likes to lie on the desk or kneel in front of the chair every time?" Aymo said frivolously.

　　 "Aimo..." Bergman didn't know what to say.

　　 "And the relationship between the two of them has been cracked before, but also to thank BOSS, now, it is the best time to fight him."

　　Aimo's voice was clanging, and he stared brightly at Douglas across the window, as if he would be in his palm in the next second.

　　 experienced the contempt, helplessness, ridicule, and isolation of Aymo, and then stepped out of everyone's longing, representing the honorable Royal Lawyers, he made a determination in his heart.

　　 "No matter who it is, as long as I am willing to give me a chance, I will dedicate all my life to him, and do everything I can to help him, even if you do not use any means."