This is a secluded alley, more than ten meters to the left is the street, just as Eric walked out of the alley with the girl, a thin figure rushed over.
After Wei Te was invited out of the hall by the security guard, he found that Eric had not come out, so he ran to the back door decisively. Both Eric and Jennifer were rookies at dealing with the paparazzi, but they just thought of the back door strategy and completely underestimated the shrewdness of the paparazzi.
Werther didn't care about Eric's behavior coming out of the back door. He didn't take pictures this time, because the camera stored a lot of intimate photos of the two of them, which was enough. Holding a tape recorder in front of Eric, Werther asked, "Eric, is Ms. Jennifer Connelly your new girlfriend?"
Eric didn't answer, and grabbed Jennifer Connelly and walked quickly to the parking lot. But the girl was wearing high heels, so she was destined not to be able to walk much.
Werther followed Eric step by step, and asked persistently: "Eric, why did you come to watch "The Dragon Killing Array"? Is it because you are worried that it will threaten the box office of "Feng Yue"?"
"Eric, when will the filming of "Dark Wars" start? Did Cruise and Hanks encounter strong resistance from CAA like Richard Gere did back then?"
Although Eric is a rookie in dealing with paparazzi, he has firmly remembered the most useful one, that is, in the face of paparazzi who suddenly appear, no matter what the other party asks or how provocative they are, it is best not to say a word. Because no matter what you say, the paparazzi will twist it to their will.
Seeing that he got nothing from Eric, Werther decisively shifted his target: "Jennifer, when did you start dating Eric, don't you mind that Eric has another girlfriend named Jennifer?"
"Jennifer, will you play the leading role in "Dark Wars"?"
"Jennifer, are you moving to Eric's Beverly Hills mansion?"
"..."
Facing Werther's pressing questioning, Jennifer slowly showed an impatient look on her face, and was about to say something when Eric had already pulled the girl to the side of the Lamborghini car, opened the door, and quickly took the girl stuffed in.
"Hey, Eric, you treat Miss Jennifer so rudely, does it mean that the two of you don't have a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship, so what is the relationship between you, is it some kind of transaction? Eric, Eric... "
The scissor doors of the Lamborghini were closed, and Witte could only slap on the glass of the sports car and asked loudly, but unfortunately, he was destined not to get any answer. The sports car started slowly and quickly disappeared into the traffic.
Along the way, Jennifer Connelly kept her head down and remained silent. Eric was neither a gentleman nor a patient person. He planned to take down the girl tonight.
It's a pity that what happened just now, the paparazzi asked many questions in the direction of some kind of deal between the actress and the male director. Concerned about Jennifer's feelings, Eric had to give up temporarily.
It's not that Eric didn't think about spending a sum of money to buy Werther's negatives and tell him to shut up, after all, he's only a paparazzi. However, not to mention that the other party kept the tape recorder on, so he had no chance to speak. Moreover, this kind of thing also has a lot of risks. Once the price cannot be negotiated and the acquisition fails, what was originally just a small matter of watching a movie together will become a big deal.
The Lamborghini stopped at the door of the hotel where Jennifer lived, and the girl was still sitting there quietly, not rushing to push the door to get off the car, as if hesitating for something. Eric didn't rush, his fingers were dancing on the steering wheel like playing a piano, he thought the girl had just been frightened and needed to sit there to relax.
"Mr. Williams," after a while, Jennifer Connelly finally raised her head, and for the first time mustered up the courage to take the initiative to look at Eric, but her tone was a little more alienated: "You are not with that man named Jennifer Aniston's girls broke up, right?"
Eric's jumping fingers on the steering wheel stopped suddenly, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Yes."
Although she didn't expect too much at first, Jennifer Connelly still had a sad look on her face: "Then, Mr. Williams, I think I might not be very suitable for the role in "Dark Wars", you Just think about the others."
"If it's because of what the paparazzi said just now, Jennifer, I won't pester you anymore," Eric promised casually, making up his mind to stabilize the girl first.
As expected, there was a struggle on Jennifer Connelly's face, and finally the girl's pride overcame her desire for fame and fortune: "I'm sorry, Eric, even if we have nothing in the future, those newspapers will still make irresponsible remarks , I don't want to be seen as... that kind of woman."
Eric stared at the girl for a while before saying, "Okay, as you wish."
Although he is domineering, he is not a bully. Since Jennifer Connelly is so determined, Eric will not persist.
Hearing Eric's words, Jennifer Connelly didn't look happy. She knew what her giving up meant, and her career might be at a low ebb for a long time to come.
The girl was about to open the car door to leave, but Eric suddenly called out to her: "Jennifer, wait a moment."
Jennifer had no choice but to sit back and look at Eric suspiciously. Eric fumbled in the upper and lower pockets for a long time, but he couldn't find a business card or anything. He could only take the girl's handbag and look inside He took out a lipstick and forcibly pulled the girl's resisting little hand to quickly write a series of numbers on it: "This is my home phone number. If you need any help from me in the future, you can call me anytime."
Jennifer looked at the Arabic numerals on her hand, finally nodded and thanked, and then opened the car door and left. It wasn't until Jennifer Connelly walked into the hotel lobby that she dared to look back, and found that the Lamborghini was still parked in place, and the girl quickly turned her head to look away.
Back in the hotel room, she felt a faint sense of exhaustion. She put her handbag on the coffee table, unzipped the back zipper and took off her long skirt. She walked into the bathroom in her underwear and turned on the tap. A string of numbers, I stretched out my hand several times, but I was not willing to wash it away.
In the end, he sighed softly, went back to the living room to find the address book, wrote down the number, and then returned to the bathroom to continue taking a shower.
Twenty minutes later, the girl returned to the living room wearing a bathrobe and wiping her wet hair with a towel, when she heard a knock on the door.
"Jenny, I just heard a waiter say that you are back, why are you back?" Manager Lester asked anxiously with a bad premonition in his heart.
"Sorry, Jim, I just turned down that role."
"You..." The premonition in his heart became a reality, and Lester's lips trembled a few times, but it turned into a sigh: "Jane, you are too impulsive, do you know the girl who submitted information to Firefly to get this role How many, more than 2,800, but only more than 200 got the chance to audition. I heard that Eric Williams also rejected several Hollywood A-list actresses. Listen to these statistics, you will You should understand how lucky you are."