Chapter 67

"I'll call you back." His face changed slightly, and he went to the study.

"Juliana, this is Ben..." Ben dialled the familiar number.

How are you doing, Ben Juliana's light laughter came.

"Very well. What can I do for you?" Said Ben.

"I saw the newspaper."

"So what?"

"Perhaps you have other plans? If that's what I guessed, I hope you won't forget your good time at Morgan. "

"Boss is in good health. Thank you for your concern." Ben frowned. He could understand.

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

"I'm fine, that's it." Ben said he was going to hang up.

"Wait..." No one can guess the situation of Ben and Li. Don't deceive yourself if

I mean, if Morgan can give you the best pay, trust me. "

PA ~ ~

after hanging up the phone, Ben turned around and stood in front of the window looking at the rising morning light. His changing face was enough to show how restless his heart was.

With her arms around her arms, soothing his restlessness, Joanna put her face on Ben's back and whispered, "I love you, honey."

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

"Life is very peaceful now, I like this kind of life, I think, he (she) will also like it." Joanna released her arms, pressed her hands gently against her abdomen, and her face was shining with motherly radiance.

“…… Honey, are you pregnant? " Asked Ben in surprise.

When Jonah Ann nodded and snickered, a burst of ecstasy surged into my heart. The town's arms screamed to pick up his wife, but at the moment he met her, he took back his hands. He was afraid that something bad would happen because of his recklessness. He was so excited that he didn't know what to do.

"You're going to be a dad, honey, hee hee..." Joanna pursed and chuckled.

"Dad, I'm going to be a dad, I'm going to be a dad, ha ha..." Laughter and joy sweep away inner worries.

When Joanna had a sleepy afternoon nap, Ben calmed down a little and lay on the bed looking at her wife, who was in a deep sleep. Her heart was full of soft love and pride.

"Boss, you must make it through!" Ben said in his heart.

The fleeting "greed" in his heart was crushed into dregs. He knew that once Li Zitao really had an accident, he who had mastered all the industries would fall into the target of public criticism.

Even if he doesn't want to, he will involuntarily fall into the whirlpool, whether it is his own people, or those prying eyes, will stare at his every move.

With the coming of all parties and threats, a stable and peaceful life will be broken.

If some thoughts flashed from his mind when Li Zitao was just shot, now he only begged him to come back safely from danger.

The golden sun spreads all over the earth, and Hollywood's busy day begins again. Bergman, who is responsible for the selection of star theater design scheme, is haggard and somewhat absent-minded in his chair.

"Miss Bergman, these are the final three options, and we all agree that No. 3 is better Bergman. " Emo pushes the distracted Bergman.

"Ah?" With a blank wink, Bergman remembered that he was in a meeting.

Forced to look at the design in front of me, Baoman held his head

After giving the three plans to others to pick up, Bergman stepped back and looked at it carefully. After half a ring, he nodded and said, "it seems that we have made the same choice, plan No. 3."

"OK, let people contact each other now, and the workers will arrive tomorrow. I hope to hear the roar of machines then." Aimo ordered decisively.

The heads of the chamber of Commerce and the foundation dispersed, and Bergman's face returned to a dim and low state, and he was lying on the table powerless.

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

"Bergman, boss has a lot of people to take care of. I think what he needs most now is the decision-maker who can help him to carry out all his plans, instead of a woman who is beside him, washing clothes, delivering meals, caring, crying and coquettish."

"I know, but I'm worried I miss him very much. " Bergman gave Aimo a sad glance. "This woman doesn't look like a woman at all."

"I think boss also miss you." Aimo said without salt or salt.

"Hoo..." Facing the uninvited face, Bergman thought it was better not to listen to her "comfort" any more: "let's go and see the avenue of stars."

The avenue of fame is in the planning and surveying stage. Tomorrow, 4000 workers will be sent to Hollywood to be responsible for the construction of the Star Theatre and the avenue of fame.

"Ah, isn't this miss Ingrid Bergman? Look at your expression. Are you going to the funeral? " As soon as he walked out the door, Bergman heard Mayer's harsh taunts."Mr. Meyer, your mouth is like the dog poop from a stray dog. Please stay away from me. Although I like dogs, I also hate dog poop."

Once Bergman was a quiet, shy baby who liked to "talk" with the imaginary characters in his mind.

But after going through Chicago's "crazy graduation trip," and then making up her mind to come to Hollywood, the baby has built a solid fortress in her heart.

Now, there are thorny thorns in the wall castle.

"You..." Louis looks ugly to stare at her, Bergman also does not show weakness's stare back, "look what, you this piece of stinky dog excrement."

The fat, ugly, and insolent old man dares to curse her lover. When he thinks of the thorns on Bergman's spiritual fortress, he seems to be coming out of the cage, entangled and entangled to form a cell, strangling him in the thorns.

"Bitchi with fangs, don't think you can do whatever you want in Hollywood with a yellow pig. I'm the master here. One day, I'll make you cry and beg me."

Meyer closed the car door with a sneer, glanced up and down at Bergman's perfect body. The light of immorality bloomed under his eyes and went away with an evil smile.

"Die, fat pig!" Bergman shook his fist at the leaving car.

"Bergman, you are wasting your strength. The best way to attack the enemy is to rob him of his most proud things and watch him kneel in front of him, crying bitterly and pleading hard..."

Looking at Aimo with a cold look, Bergman suddenly felt a chill from her. "It must be a terrible thing to offend such a woman."

Looking up again, Bergman found that she was gathering people around her.

"What is she doing?" Bergman came up curiously.

"Those who want to leave their names as witnesses will be $200 each, in cash." With a notebook in one hand, emo took out thousands of dollars in cash from his bag with the other.

"I will." A man in shabby clothes, who used to be able to run, raised his hand and squeezed to Aimo.

"Then, as I say, I swear in the name of God, as I say Mr. Louis Mayer insulted in public

"A yellow pig" with strong racial discrimination

All the above are true. I have seen and heard with my own eyes

The address of the incident was It happened at Signature and signature... "

Looking at Aimo calmly take back a record of the proof in the bag, Bergman some scared back to hide, can not help but hit a shiver.

When emo came to the Hollywood police station, paid a donation of $2000, and got a "written certificate" from the traffic police on duty, Bergman suddenly wanted to mourn for Meyer for three seconds.

"It just gets him into trouble, it's not enough." After coming out of the police station, emo said to her with a smile, "it's your turn, Miss Bergman."

“？？？” Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do??

The car stopped at the door of the Royce hotel. Bergman followed aimer's finger and saw Mr. Robin Hood sitting by the window drinking a bottle.

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

"Douglas van punk, the uncrowned king of contemporary Hollywood actors, has his own relationship in every big company,

and is very popular in the actors guild. People in front of and behind the stage respect him. In the eyes of the audience, he is a handsome Hollywood star with great influence."

"I know all that you said, and then?" Bergman blinked.

"You want to talk about his relationship with Louis?" Amy smiles mysteriously.

"Of course, anyone knows that van punk is inseparable from that damned old man, and his college president is still won by Mayer Although he has great prestige. "

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

"You mean Joan Crawford?" The news had been all over Hollywood, and everyone knew that little Douglas had fallen out with her father for her sake and ran away with her.

"Would you like to hear why Douglas was so strongly opposed?" Aimo has some strange expression, which makes Bergman have some hindsight.

"Joan Crawford has something to do with the dead fat pig?" Bergman asked with a bright eye.

"She's a frequent visitor to Mayer's office. Of course, she likes to lie on her desk or kneel in front of a chair every time?" Aimo brow is frivolous, the tone disdains to say.

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

"And the relationship between the two of them has been split before, but also thanks to boss, now is the best time to fight for him."

Emo's voice was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were shining at Douglas opposite the window, as if he would be in the palm of his hand the next second.

After experiencing contempt, helplessness, ridicule and isolation, amo made up his mind when he stepped out of the Royal lawyers group, which is the representative of honor and respect."No matter who is willing to give me a chance, I will devote my whole life to him and try my best to help him, even by any means."

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