"Hello Lucy, I didn't expect to see you here."
"Chen, are you familiar with Mr. Steven?"
"No, I'm just his personal doctor." Chen Zhao said.
"I want to inquire about something, Chen. I wonder if you have time."
"If you want to ask about Mr. Steven, I'm afraid I have nothing to tell you. I have something else to do. Goodbye."
"Chen, don't you want to have an in-depth discussion with me?"
"Not interested." If it were in the past, Chen Zhao wouldn't mind being frank and frank with Lucy.
Lucy grabbed Chen Zhao, took out a wad of money tied with a rubber band from her handbag, and stuffed it into Chen Zhao's hand.
"What do you want to know?" Chen Zhao squeezed the wad of money.
It was almost a few thousand dollars, and I thought to myself that this woman carries so much money when she goes out on the street, isn't she afraid of encountering gangsters
"I heard that Mr. Steven and PLM have another cooperation project, right?"
"Well, that's what happened." Chen Zhao nodded.
"Then do you know Mr. Steven's role arrangement?"
"Lucy, I'm just a doctor. Do you think I can know these things?"
Lucy was a little unhappy: "If you can only provide me with this little information, then give me the money back."
"Since you know that I am a private doctor, you should know that I can't provide you with much information."
Lucy was even more upset. To be honest, a few thousand dollars to buy a positive answer was too expensive.
You must know that a few thousand dollars is not a small amount of money for her. She is now struggling to accept a role, and the maximum salary is only 100,000 US dollars, and she can't accept two or three a year.
"If Mr. Steven finds out that his personal doctor is accepting benefits from others but betraying him secretly, I don't know what he will do."
This woman is really weird, she is just fishing, and she has to rely on thousands of dollars.
"Then you'd better tell him quickly that you spent thousands of dollars to get information about him from me." Chen Zhao smiled: "Your thoughts seem to be more innocent than you appear."
Lucy gritted her teeth and watched Chen Zhao leave. Chen Zhao was right, she herself was not clean to begin with.
If Steven found out that she bribed his personal doctor, she might not even have a chance to compete fairly for the role.
At this time, Lucy's cell phone rang: "Lucy, do you want to take on a private job?"
This call came from Lucy's agent. This agent had a wide network of contacts, but Lucy knew that this agent would always arrange some unfair deals for his artists behind the company's back.
So when she heard what her agent said, Lucy hesitated.
Her current status in Hollywood is quite embarrassing, and she is stuck in a low position.
It has a bit of fame, but almost no market appeal.
It’s okay to say she’s a star, and it’s okay to say she’s a social butterfly.
It's not like she has never done anything like exchanging her body for the chance to perform a role.
Private life is different. To put it bluntly, private life is prostitution.
However, I make a lot of money from private work.
Close your eyes and the night passes.
And it can also greatly improve her financial situation.
Even though she is considered a celebrity, including some commercial activities and announcements, her annual income is over one million US dollars, but her expenses are also not small.
For example, Chen Zhao was given thousands of dollars to buy information.
She doesn't get one or two pieces of information a year. Sometimes, in order to win a role, she may have to find several insiders.
Even those first-line female celebrities may not be cleaner than Lucy before they become famous.
What did Lucy think about: "What price?"
"One hundred thousand dollars."
"So low?" Lucy felt that her price should at least double.
She is not a cheap prostitute, she is a star.
"The other party has a special status. If you can build a good relationship with him, it will be of great help to your career."
Lucy's eyes lit up. What she lacked most now was connections. After all, she had just come from Australia for half a year and knew almost no one in Hollywood. Her daily work was all arranged by her agent.
In Hollywood, the most important thing is human relationships. Many times, a character's character setting can be modified because of human relationships.
"Give me the other party's address."
Not long after, Lucy came to Beverly Hills.
It's not very far from where she lives, but the manor in front of her is much larger than the small villa where she lives.
Lucy dreams of living in such a manor. This is the life she longs for and pursues.
Entering the manor, Lucy saw a swimming pool larger than her villa, and a maid playing with her children in the pool.
Mary raised her head and glanced at Lucy, who looked at the maid with proud eyes.
Entering the villa, looking at the luxurious decoration, everything reveals the extravagance of the owner here.
For example, there was an oil painting on the wall. With Lucy's superficial understanding, she also knew that this painting was worth a lot of money, at least much higher than her commission.
"Hi, Lucy." Dale was naked on the upper body and wearing large pants on the lower body.
When Lucy saw Dale, she felt a little familiar, but also felt strange.
It seems that I have seen this young face somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while.
"Hello, have we met?"
"You may have seen me in some magazine." Dale said with a smile.
He has been coveting Lucy for a long time. This delicate face and perfect figure make him unable to stop.
Lucy's heart moved. If he could be published in a magazine casually, he must be someone with some status.
And looking at the size of this manor, it's definitely not an ordinary person.
"How should I address you as?"
"You can call me Dale, that's what my friends call me."
"Dale, your place is so beautiful." Lucy lightly licked her red lips and raised her fingers: "What are you waiting for?"
"Why don't we go back to the room? My room is more beautiful." Dale said.
"Ah..." At this moment, Fisher's cry interrupted the two people in the passionate kiss.
"Mr. Dale, you are going too far!" Mary came in and looked at Dale with angry eyes.
Dale's expression froze and he explained: "Well, we were just kissing. Lucy went to my room."
"I want to call uncle. I don't want to be here. I don't want dad anymore." Fisher pouted and said angrily. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone: "Hey, uncle, come pick me up. I don't want to stay." Here, I don’t want dad anymore.”
"Wait... Fisher, don't tell your uncle about this. It's dad's fault. Dad admits his mistake to you." Dell quickly grabbed Fisher's phone.
"Hey, Dale, what did you do again?" Chen Zhao's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Listen to me, this is just a misunderstanding."
"Dad and a woman were doing bad things in the living room."
"I didn't..." Dell wanted to defend, but Chen Zhao had already hung up the phone.
Lucy looked at Dale who was a little confused: "Dale, what happened?"
Dale's face looked a little ugly: "It's okay, it's nothing serious."
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