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Don Johnson also asked curiously: "Simon, does this name have any meaning?"

Simon searched his memory, and said: "It probably comes from the Indian aboriginal language, which means 'eternal smile'."

"'Eternal Smile', what a beautiful name," Melanie Griffith praised, looking at her husband: "Don, what do you think?"

Don Johnson nodded and said, "Very good."

"Then our little guy will be called Dakota, Dakota Johnson," Melanie Griffith said, looking at Simon again, and said, "Since you started the name, Simon, how about How about you being godfather to the little one?"

Simon shook his head and refused: "Forget it, I'm not prepared for this. Besides, I don't believe in religion."

"It's such a pity," Melanie Griffith didn't have any expectations at all, she reached out and pulled her husband towards him, and said, "Simon, "Miami Vice" will probably end next year, Don If you want to try to develop on the big screen, do you have any chance for him in the 10 films you have made this time?"

Don Johnson is about 40 years old this year, and he is still in the golden age of a Hollywood actor. He has a handsome appearance and a tall figure that are very suitable for a tough guy on the screen.However, he has always developed on the small screen in the past, and the hit drama "Miami Vice" starring in recent years can be said to be the pinnacle of his career.

Naturally, Simon would not agree to anything immediately, nor did he directly refuse, saying: "If there is a suitable role, I will contact you."

Melanie Griffith was blunt and said, "Then, let's leave some contact information for each other."

As he spoke, he stabbed his husband.

Don Johnson quickly took out his business card and handed it to Simon.

Simon took the business card from Johnson, took out his wallet with one hand and looked through it, took out a small stack of business cards and put them in the food tray he was still holding in the other hand, and handed one to Don Johnson.

The business card Don Johnson handed over contained various public and private contact information, but Simon's business card only had his office phone number.

However, the Johnsons were very satisfied with Simon's business card.

Many guests watching the situation here saw Simon handing out business cards, and they were obviously more eager to try.Just as the Johnsons turned around from Simon, another person walked over.

There were only five or six business cards in Simon's wallet, which were robbed in a blink of an eye. He also had a stack of other people's business cards in his hand.

After several conversations, they finally took the time to sit down at a free round table, and a blond woman followed Jessica Lange and Sam Shepard.

Simon recognized the sexy actress named Rebecca Demorny, and without getting up again, he pointed to his tray and joked, "There are only crab cakes, do you want it?"

Seeing that Simon didn't look unfamiliar at all, Rebecca Demorny responded with a familiar smile, "Okay."

Having said that, Rebecca Demorny bent over and twirled a piece of crab cake from Simon's tray across the dining table, sat down opposite him and ate it, occasionally licking it lightly. Very sexy lips.The woman was wearing a low-cut black evening dress tonight, and the vacuum inside the action room was completely exposed to Simon just now.

Simon didn't feel anything. Although the scenery was good, it wasn't his taste.

Rebecca Demorny chatted with Simon casually. After eating the crab cakes, she put the bamboo stick in the space of Simon's dinner plate, took out a card from her handbag and handed it over, saying, "Simon, this is My business card, remember to come to me."

Before Simon could react, Rebecca Demorny stood up gracefully and floated away.

Simon picked up the hard card with a magnetic stripe in front of him. This is a room card with a room number attached to it.

"Fun 'business card,' isn't it?"

Another female voice sounded from the opposite side, slightly hoarse. Simon judged from his experience that the other party should be smoking, and raised his head. This was a round face of a pure and charming mature woman.However, what attracts Simon most is the deep V dress that the woman is propped up high.

Linda Carter.

The heroine of the "Wonder Woman" series of TV series in the 70s, the sex idol of a generation.

Simon was still stroking the room card and said with a smile on his face, "Good evening, Ms. Carter."

Linda Carter put her arms on the dining table, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Mr. Westeros, you are not going to buy me a piece, um, that one?"

Simon pushed the tray towards the woman and said, "If you want."

"Reluctantly," Linda Carter didn't reach out, and raised her chin slightly to indicate the room card in the man's hand: "Will you 'visit' that lady just now?"

Simon shook his head and smiled, "No."

"Ok?"

"I have a shadow of places like hotels and wouldn't stay in a hotel room unless I had no choice."

"Interesting quirk, why?"

Simon said: "Probably blame Hitchcock's "The Shining"."

Linda Carter laughed and said, "Mr. Westeros, do you think I don't know that "The Shining" belongs to Kubrick?"

"Oh, I got it wrong," Simon shrugged and asked, "What about you, Ms. Linda, what are you up to lately? I like "Wonder Woman" very much."

"Simon, you can actually call me Linda," Linda Carter said, her tone becoming lonely again, "I recently came to Los Angeles to audition for a TV movie, I don't know if it will be successful, I'm already out of breath. "

"Which company, if you don't mind, I'll say hello for you."

Linda Carter rolled her eyes slightly and said, "How could I mind this kind of thing. However, don't bother you, a big shot."

Simon smiled and said nothing more.

He beckoned the waiter to serve another glass of champagne, and carefully handed Linda Carter a glass as well.

Linda Carter thought Simon would continue to court her, but unexpectedly he was quiet.Unwilling to get up and walk away like this, he took the initiative to find a topic and said, "I just talked about "The Shining", Simon, do you like Stephen King's novels very much?"

Simon nodded and said, "I generally have some impressions."

"It's no wonder you've written so many great horror scripts. I just watched "The Sixth Sense" last month. Seriously, it's far better than the movie adaptation of Stephen King's novel."

"Thank you."

Linda Carter paused for another moment, and waited for Simon to eat the last sandwich on the dinner plate, and said angrily, "Simon, do you always let women take the initiative to find topics like this?"

Simon pushed away the empty dinner plate and said with a smile, "Of course not, it's just that I'm usually a little slow to react in front of beautiful women."

"Is that a compliment?"

"Yes."

"Unfortunately, I am no longer those little girls."

Simon looked at the woman on the opposite side, his eyes became a little more aggressive, and said: "Actually, I don't have any feelings for little girls."

Linda Carter subconsciously avoided Simon's eyes, and inexplicably felt like she was playing with fire.A voice in her heart had already begun to urge her to get up and leave, but her body did not move.

Some rumors about Simon Westeros in the circle also faintly emerged in his mind.

It appears to be true.

just.

I am really playing with fire!

Across the dining table, Simon had already stood up, stretched out his hand to the woman, and said, "Linda, can I ask you to dance?"

Seeing that the man had completely restrained the aura just now, and looked very gentlemanly, Linda Carter comforted herself that it was just a dance, so she nodded with a smile, raised her hand and let Simon drag her to the dance floor in the hall.

then.

And then.

It was about eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Linda Carter felt that she was taken out of the hotel, got into a car at the private exit from the lobby leading to the parking lot, and came to a hillside in Palisades, the western suburb of Los Angeles. In the mansion.

For a moment, Linda Carter even felt that this man must have let the ghost around him cast a spell on him.

Chapter 282 Check (Revised)

Wake up in a strange big bed, the sky is bright.

Listening quietly to the rustling sound of dressing beside her, Linda Carter still couldn't help wondering how it all happened.

Perhaps, a certain man is just too attractive, young, handsome, rich, with almost no flaws.Maybe it's vanity, well, being taken by him after the party last night, surrounded by envious eyes of many younger and more beautiful women is a feeling she hasn't enjoyed for a long time.Perhaps, since he sat down opposite him, he has been tempting himself.

Yes.

Hitchcock's The Shining!

Heh, how could such a man who can be called a movie genius make such a low-level mistake, he probably just wanted to relax himself: Look, Simon Westeros also makes mistakes, it’s no big deal.

Recalling the details of last night, I originally approached him with a little caution and even awe, but after his little mistake, I was indeed no longer so restrained.

anyway.

In short, she played with fire.

Although, my heart feels empty.

Well, not right.

Silently raised his hand and groped to his chest... It's not that his heart is empty...

I gave birth to a son last year, and the little guy in the family is less than one and a half years old.In order to keep in shape, she basically did not feed the children herself.

"woke up?"

A voice suddenly came from beside her ear. Linda Carter looked at the man beside the bed who was buttoning his shirt with a reddish face, responded, and pretended to be calm: "Morning."

"Morning," Simon smiled, fastened the last button, and said, "Sleep a little longer, and I'll get someone to prepare breakfast for you. Besides, the driver will be waiting outside in the morning and can take you away at any time."

Linda Carter noticed a men's watch on the bedside table, stretched out a white arm to reach it, and took a look in front of her eyes.

It was not yet a quarter past six.

Thinking of what Simon said just now, she realized something and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah, it's about work."

What kind of work can I have at six o'clock in the morning? She felt that he wanted to escape, but she still couldn't help asking: "Don't you eat breakfast?"

"Well, not too hungry."

Linda Carter froze for a moment, thinking of something, her face turned even redder.

Bastard, of course you're not hungry.

Simon noticed the woman's reaction, and realized that his answer was somewhat ambiguous, which made him a little embarrassed.He actually made an appointment for Amy's work breakfast at seven o'clock, and he just answered subconsciously just because he didn't want to explain too much.

After getting dressed, seeing the woman huddled under the sheet still holding her watch, Simon stretched out his hand to signal.

The woman noticed that Simon stretched out his hand towards her, and she shrank subconsciously. After realizing it, she handed over the watch embarrassedly.

Simon casually put on his watch, looked at the woman on the big bed, hesitated for a moment, took out his wallet, unfolded the checkbook to fill in for a moment, and tore off a check.

Linda Carter turned her head slightly to avoid Simon's gaze, but noticed the man's movements from the corner of her eyes, turned her head, and quickly widened her eyes slightly, her tone was already a little more angry: "What are you doing? "

Simon paused holding the check, and said softly, "No other meaning, you can buy whatever you like."

Linda Carter gave Simon a hard look, stopped talking, and simply turned around.

Simon looked at the figure of the woman and said softly, "I'm sorry, Linda, next time I come to Los Angeles, I'll treat you to dinner."

"Asshole, you can go now."

Simon said sorry again softly, after thinking about it, he still put the check gently on the bedside table, turned and left the bedroom.

The door slammed softly.

After about ten minutes, the sound of the car engine was faintly heard.

That bastard should have left.

Still a little angry.

So he cursed a few more words in a low voice, tired of anger, couldn't help the eyelids twitching, and continued to sleep.

When I woke up again, the light coming through the gap in the curtains was already very bright.Pulling off the quilt and wrapping her body, she got out of bed, walked to the window and opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows leading to the terrace, and the annoyingly bright sunlight immediately filled the entire bedroom.This villa has an excellent view. Standing inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see downtown Los Angeles at the foot of the mountain and the blue Santa Monica Bay under the sun.

Some are greedy for this beautiful scenery, but know that these cannot belong to themselves after all.

Thinking of what he did a few hours ago, he became angry again.Although not as rich as him, her husband is also a well-known financial lawyer with an annual income of millions of dollars. With the popularity brought by "Wonder Woman" back then, she herself has been able to get a lot of money through TV and movie commercials and other endorsements over the years. income.

In short, she is not short of money.

Originally, this was an exciting but not too bad experience, but he wanted to give her money like he would send that kind of woman.

asshole!

Repeating the sentence again, she was not in the mood to look at the scenery again, so she turned and walked to the bathroom.

After simply washing up, getting dressed, he picked up his handbag and was about to leave when he noticed that the check that should be signed by him was placed on the bedside table.Because it is placed with its back to the cover, the number on the front cannot be seen.

I hesitated.

I said in my heart that there would never be a next time anyway, so let's see how much that bastard signed.

Just look.

So I picked it up.