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On the beach of Simon's San Lucas Manor, with several consecutive rhythmic blasts of Barrett's heavy sniper, the mini target boat floating on the sea a thousand meters away was completely reduced to pieces.
The shooter was Nancy Brill.
The small female executive was wearing a denim suit, her short hair tied into a short ponytail, and she was half-kneeling in a temporary bunker shooting position, looking quite cool as she fired.
After emptying a magazine, Nancy, who had a blushing face, took off her soundproof earmuffs, rubbed one shoulder and sat down directly next to her, letting the man who had been guarding her just take the gun away and change the magazine, while saying: "I found a problem."
Simon changed the magazine and glanced up: "Huh?"
Nancy took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped the sweat on her face, and said: "Watching the target ship on the sea being smashed, I actually felt a little happy. Obviously you must have it too. I'm just confused. This is abnormal. What is the desire for destruction?”
Simon changed the magazine and ordered the female guard not far away to put another target ship over. Then he put the Barrett back on the gun stock and fixed it. He smiled and said: "This is a philosophical question. How can I follow it?" Don’t waste your time talking about this topic with a woman you’ve already tricked into sleeping with.”
Nancy rolled her eyes and said, "Asshole."
Simon patted the reinstalled Barrett: "Are you coming again? If you don't want to play, I will play?"
Nancy immediately stood up again, deliberately pushed Simon away, and took a good posture. When the man next to her thoughtfully took the soundproof earmuffs on the sandbag and put them on herself, she did not fire. Instead, she opened some earmuffs and looked at Simon. , still pursuing the question just now: "Do you have any idea why?"
Simon stepped aside and said, "It's probably genetic instinct."
Simon's theory of genetic instinct is almost universally known to the women around him. Nancy obviously disagrees and curls her lips: "Isn't it too far-fetched this time?"
"Not at all," Simon said: "Just like wild beasts instinctively attack the same kind that invades their territory, hunting and killing their own kind and destroying each other's lairs are all in the final analysis to gain more survival resources for themselves. In order to reproduce better and pass on one's own genes to the greatest extent. Therefore, just as sex can bring pleasure, destruction, especially the overwhelming destruction caused to the target with the help of firearms, can also stimulate pleasure."
Nancy thought about it and couldn't refute.
Still couldn't help but argue: "I think this should be limited to humans, special creatures on earth."
Simon smiled and said, "It seems you have a problem with humans."
"certainly."
"So left-wing?"
Nancy raised her chin proudly: "I'm French."
Simon could only give a thumbs up in admiration.
To be precise, Nancy is a French-American. As an early immigrant, her family has nothing to do with France except for her ethnicity and surname. However, this did not delay the small female executive from skillfully making a racial joke.
Nancy gave the middle finger back in a nonchalant manner, stopped bickering, put on her earmuffs again, and turned her attention to a red target ship that was once again released on the sea.
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The roar of the heavy sniper sounded again.
The game continued for more than an hour, until the strong little female executive felt that her shoulders couldn't bear it, so she gave up.
It was about ten o'clock on Saturday morning.
After packing up her things, she was about to go swimming in the petal swimming pool and get a massage. Nancy listened to the man casually instructing the female guard to clean up the wreckage of the target ship on the sea before leaving. While holding the man's arm and walking towards the battery car, Nancy said: " You are so careful, environmentalist, I didn’t even expect it.”
Simon smiled and said: "Obviously you are not left-wing enough."
Nancy could only roll her eyes again
After getting on the battery car and waiting for the female guard to start the car, Nancy leaned next to the man and continued: "If you are a pessimist, why are you an environmentalist?"
"I'm pessimistic about the future of the world, but that doesn't mean I don't plan to do anything. That's not a contradiction."
"It seems to make sense," Nancy nodded, looking over with her beautiful blue eyes: "How far do you plan to go?"
"To the extent that I can do it, just like what I said just now, of course I have to do it. But if anyone comes and asks me to take responsibility for the pollution caused by human society to the ocean, I will tell him to get out." Simon As he said that, he looked at Nancy next to him, who was actually a few years older than Janet but still had a childish face that was petite due to being well-maintained: "What's going on, you have a lot of questions today? "
Nancy did not avoid Simon's gaze, nor did she coyly act like a little girl. She said directly: "I have been hesitating recently about whether to have a child." She paused for a moment, then added: "It will be too late if it's too late. ”
Simon actually remembered that Nancy was already 33 years old when she joined the company, and it seemed like a long time passed in the blink of an eye.
Hearing the woman's question, Simon did not dodge: "Then what?"
"Still hesitating," Nancy took her hand out of Simon's arm, reached over and touched the man's face: "I've always been very opinionated, but this time, can you help me make the decision?"
Simon nodded, and then said decisively: "Then give birth to one."
"Don't you think about it?" Nancy blinked, and her tone did not mean to complain about the man giving the answer too quickly without thinking. She just continued: "I mean, your child and I."
Simon put his arms around the slender waist of the small female executive: "Of course, if you suddenly say that you want to have a child with someone else, then I will be a failure."
Nancy withdrew her little hand from stroking the man's face and leaned her head closer: "The problem is, I'm very scared. Maybe you know why I haven't been willing to get married these years, and what about the children?"
Simon just nodded slightly.
Because Nancy was too short, her conservative biological father once questioned that she was not his daughter. Even after the development of technology and it was proved through DNA testing, the gap between her and her closest relatives could not be restored. In addition, she was as tall and tall as Lolita. In appearance, people always treat her like a doll, and this is exactly the thing that women dislike the most, so they show strong resistance to the pursuit of the opposite sex.
Even now, Nancy's love for Simon would definitely be far-fetched.
The breakthrough between the two was that a woman, alone for so many years, suddenly felt lonely, frightened, or envious of the lives of others around her, and wanted a companion, that's all.
Seeing Simon nod again, Nancy rubbed her cheek slightly on the man's shoulder: "Then I'll give birth. I need you to tell Jenny about this."
The words finally came out with a little guilt.
Simon patted Nancy on the waist: "Okay."
"You sound like an asshole if you are so blunt."
Simon could only feel helpless again: "Women are so difficult to raise."
Nancy glanced sideways and said, "Actually, I know that when you went to China some time ago, another woman was pregnant."
"Um."
"You have so many children, what will you do in the future?"
"That's their own business."
Nancy thought about it and thought it made sense. However, from the perspective of a prospective mother, I criticized again: "When you put it like that, it sounds like a bit of an asshole."
Simon had long been immune to this and said with a smile: "A very cruel reality is that you women are always more likely to fall in love with bastard men."
Nancy was speechless again, paused and said, "Anyway, my little guy won't have to worry about you in the future. My own money is enough for him."
On this year's "Forbes" list of America's 400 richest people, Nancy, who holds a large number of shares in Daenerys Entertainment, ranks 137th on the list with a personal net worth of US$1.1 billion. Although it is not comparable to those at the top, But on a global scale, the global list in the first half of the year also ranked 286th.
If we look at female billionaires alone, they are at the forefront.
The child of such a rich woman, and of course a father named Simon Westeros, is equivalent to breaking through the sky just from the starting line.
Simon listened to Nancy's decision, and of course he had no objections. He also joked: "Maybe you can have a few more children. If you only have one, it will be too much to divide your assets."
Nancy rolled her eyes again: "I'm hesitant to get one. I... don't even know how to take care of a child."
"Of course we don't have to take care of the kids ourselves."
"I don't want it," Nancy refused immediately: "I'm not like you. I will definitely take care of the child myself."
"I understand, I know what you mean, but what I mean is that you can teach the child by yourself. If you want to take care of the child on weekdays, you can still find a few more people."
Nancy insisted: "It's none of your business anyway."
Simon immediately raised his free hand next to him in a gesture of surrender: "OK."
"Then..." Seeing that Simon had no objection, Nancy hesitated for a moment with a slightly red face, and then said: "In the afternoon, you and I will collect some."
Simon didn't pretend to be stupid, he just felt a little weird: "Or, how about we stay here for another night?"
Nancy said: "My life has been bad recently."
Simon said: "Then wait for the right day. If you do that, I will always feel like it's not mine."
"Asshole, it's yours or someone else's," Nancy said, but she didn't insist. She just warned, "Remember to explain to Jenny."
"Don't you have a very good relationship in private?"
Nancy glared over: "You explain!"
Simon curled his lips and raised his hand again in a polite manner: "OK, let me explain."
After saying that they came to the petal swimming pool, the two of them went to the tropical-style wooden house by the pool to take a shower and put on their swimsuits. Then they came outside. After a refreshing swim, they went ashore. Nancy lay on the lounge chair under the umbrella and felt it. Looking at the warm sunshine that was scattered, he also asked someone to massage his shoulders, and suddenly mentioned another thing: "Jenny said you raised a little beauty here, from the Hearst family?"
Simon rubbed Nancy's small shoulders with moderate force and nodded: "Yes."
"Where are the people?"
"A little wild cat that can scratch people," Simon defined it and said with a smile, "Do you want me to call you?"
Nancy had no intention of dealing with the little girl, nor was she interested in being jealous. She just said again: "As for the Hearst family, you are quite domineering."
From Nancy's perspective, before someone was born, the Hearst family was definitely the top family in the pyramid that was the most difficult to shake in this country. She never expected that it would be like this.
Simon said in a casual tone: "I have never deliberately targeted anyone. From the beginning to the end, they are deliberately provoking me. You can't make me give in all the time, right?"
Nancy hit the nail on the head: "You didn't provoke others. The problem is that because of the Internet and the like, you directly destroyed many people's jobs."
Simon shrugged: "I can't help it. If we were to hinder the progress of technology because we were concerned about some people's jobs, we would still be in the Stone Age, wearing animal skins, living in caves, holding up wooden sticks and howling to chase wild animals. "
Nancy couldn't help laughing as she listened to Simon's description, but she retorted again: "You always use these theories that seem reasonable but actually have loopholes that make it difficult to argue."
Simon also laughed: "They should be lucky."
Nancy turned her face and looked at someone: "What?"
Simon said: "I'm glad I'm still willing to reason with them."
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After lunch, Simon and Nancy left San Lucas separately.
Nancy returns to Los Angeles and Simon flies to New York.
After being away from the United States for a while, I have been in Los Angeles for the past week, and the next few days will be divided between women and children on the East Coast.
In the front cabin living room of the Boeing 767, after getting on the plane, Simon began to work, mainly reviewing some Daenerys movie project materials during this period.
He was accompanied by three vases.
The Pearl Trio.
Since it was packed and flown over, my plans changed last night and I couldn’t enjoy it, so I took it with me to the East Coast.
In the living room of the front cabin, Simon was leaning on the sofa, dressed casually, and the other three women were wearing very cool sexy suits, which were both pleasing to the eye and convenient for men to do something at any time.
Simon decided in advance to read a batch of project materials on the plane. Of course, Simon had no lack of self-control, but he only occasionally got addicted to it.
After reading a post-production progress report for the "Lord of the Rings" series in his hand, and asking Big Eyes, who was standing by the TV not far away, to operate the video recorder to play a few samples, Simon briefly commented, then put the material aside and replaced it with Got another one.
This is "Chicago."
The little maid, who was clinging to Simon like a cat, listened to the man instructing her big eyes to play the corresponding box of audition videos in smooth Chinese. She hesitated for a moment and finally said: "Mr. Westeros?"
Simon quickly browsed the general information of "Chicago". After hearing this, he just glanced at it casually and motioned for the little maid to continue.
Seeing that the man was paying attention to her, the little maid did not make any meanderings. It is said that Westerners are very direct, so she said: "I want to come to Hollywood to develop my career. Mr. Westeros, can you help me?"
Simon did not refuse directly, but casually said: "How is English?"
The little maid was immediately speechless.
Simon continued: "Let's master English first. In addition, I have invested in several projects you participated in in China. You have gone to Hollywood, what will happen next?"
When the little maid heard what the man said, she was not discouraged. Instead, she looked expectantly: "Mr. Westeros, do you mean that if I learn English well and complete those projects, I will have a chance to come to Hollywood?"
"Yes," Simon responded, and then said: "Okay, don't disturb me, be quiet."
The little maid shut up immediately, but her expression could not hide the joy.
When Big Eyes and Ziwei Hua saw this, they both regretted not speaking up. Now, the man told them to be quiet. They were worried that they would be self-defeating and did not dare to speak rashly.