Villas in the Santa Monica Valley.

Joey took out a bowl of vegetables from the refrigerator early in the morning, poured some ketchup and salad dressing on it, stirred it with a fork, and sat in front of the TV while holding it.

At this moment the doorbell rang, and she answered it in her slovenly pajamas.

The cat glanced at it, then opened the door in astonishment, leaned on the door frame and looked lazily at the handsome and unrestrained brown-haired man, "What's the matter?"

Hughes pushed open the door directly, and his tall body pressed in front of Joey. He showed a familiar smile, "Seeing the news, I feel the need to confirm your safety."

Joey made a "click" motion to his neck, laughing at himself, "Afraid I'm being given this by extreme racism?"

Hughes walked into the villa, "I just didn't expect that you would actively participate in such political activities."

Joey said helplessly: "No one will choose to resist when it is not a last resort."

Joey poured Hughes a glass of water, "Is that what you're doing?"

Hughes looked at Joey with an unpredictable smile.

He felt that Joey had become braver. Compared with the Joey he had known before, the Joey in front of him was brave and fearless, as if he had transformed into someone he didn't know at all.

After she disappeared a few days ago, it turned out that she went to Broadway to play a big ticket.

Everything in front of him made Hughes realize that the Joey he knew seemed to be back.

He was happy to see her so rejuvenated.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and put on a mocking smile, "Have you had a good time on Broadway?"

Joey sneered, "Do I need to report this to you?"

Hughes lit a cigar, bit his lips and looked at Joey with a smile, "So what's next, what are your plans?"

"Make a movie." Joey said very simply.

Hughes stared at her energetically, "What kind of movie?"

Joy continued to hold the salad and started to eat. She always had no scruples in front of Hughes. Even though she was wearing pajamas and unkempt at the moment, maybe this is the benefit of being in love once. When we meet again, we can no longer deliberately modify it. She said: " It could be made into a series of films.”

Hughes threw down the cigar, walked to the bed and opened the curtains, and the sun shone directly into Joy's eyes, making her squint, and she yelled, "God, what are you doing?"

Hughes smiled jokingly, "What shameful thing did you do?" Then he walked up to Joy, leaned over and sat on her on the sofa, "Tell me, what series of movies do you want to make."

"Super blockbuster movie series like "Harry Potter" and "Star Wars." Joey gave him a sideways glance.

Hughes' unruly and evil smile hung on the corner of his mouth again, and he looked at Joey contemptuously, "Are you still awake?"

Joey knew that was his reaction, "Whatever you say."

Hughes put his hands on his chest and took a few steps on the spot, seeming to be in professional thinking, "What type?"

"Romance."

Hughes suddenly laughed loudly, as if mocking Joey, "I was wrong, not only did you not wake up, you also overslept."

Joy gave him a hard look, she was used to his ruthless verbal stimulation, "Will you die if you say a few words?"

Hughes stared at her with mysterious eyes like black cats, and he asked her, "Why did you take such a risky thing?"

"Because I want to use this as a bargaining chip to invest in United Artists. This is one of my blueprints for my career plan, and I must do it." Joey truthfully explained.

Hughes laughs at her, "So you chose the love chick flick that's the closest thing to success to start a mega-hit series?"

Joey continued to stare at him, "That's right, I just choose love chick movies, I've already chosen!"

Hughes leaned on the sofa, put his legs on his legs and said with a smile: "It's because women are full of unrealistic fantasies, that's why you make such a stupid choice, isn't it?"

Joey looked at him with a provocative expression, and her tone was full of gunpowder-flavored confrontation, "Then you should see if I am making unrealistic fantasies."

Impossible Joey, you can't do it, Hughes thought.

In Hollywood, those series of super-grossing movies have never had romance movies, and they are basically fantasy movies or spy movies.

Because romance movies mean that the main body of the movie audience is framed, that is, female audiences, which is not good for the coverage of the box office.

Hughes thinks that Joey's thoughts are too simple.

As an excellent producer, he has completely rejected Joey's idea in his heart. If he were to face someone else, he would turn around and leave after coldly satirizing him, but Sitting opposite is Joey, all this is different for Hughes.

From the bottom of his heart, he thought that Joey's ideas were naive, but when it came to his mouth, he changed his words again, as if he had already started to pave the way for Joey to plan the movie, "How much start-up capital do you need."

Now it was Joey who was confused, and she said incredulously: "What? You mean you want to invest in me? Didn't you criticize my idea as useless just now?"

The smile on the corner of Hughes' mouth looked a bit naughty, "Isn't it possible?"

Joey was speechless, "So who is the lunatic?"

Hughes rested his legs and lit the cigar again, and then threw a series of questions, "How much money is needed? When will the filming be? How long is the cycle? What is the expectation for the leading role?"

Joey told him, "I don't need your investment. I'm rich now, Hughes. Really, I made a lot of money on Broadway."

Hughes bit his cigar slowly, "I didn't expect that one day you would be like those flamboyant people who started talking in a condescending tone after you got rich."

Joey sat on the sofa and glared at him, "I'm just rejecting you, Hughes, where do you talk from the top?"

Hughes sat next to Joey, threw down his cigar and looked at her, "You can't refuse me, even if you don't need investment, you still need a producer who can control everything for you, and I know what you need."

When he was talking, those dark green eyes stared at her with fiery gaze, around her slightly curly hair, white neck, and delicate waist. He liked to see the back of her neck most, like a withered flower. roses.

Joy felt very flustered under such gazes. She thought that such gazes would remind her of those pleasant memories in the past, because in her memories with Hughes, such gazes were full of them.

However, they apparently broke up.

This is obviously very wrong.Because Hughes gave her a sense of crisis.

But they obviously broke up.

At this time, Hughes got up and approached Joey.

Joey didn't know why, forced by such a sense of crisis, he took a few steps back, but in exchange for Hughes' ridicule, he laughed, "What do you want to hide?"

Joey didn't know what she wanted to hide, but felt that Hughes' breath and eyes made her very uncomfortable. He seemed to have the habitual tone and way when the two fell in love before, but now they are not like that relationship, they should draw the dividing line between each other more clearly.

At this time, Joey's cell phone rang suddenly, and Joey immediately turned to answer the phone to ease the embarrassment and frozen atmosphere.

It's Renee's call.The two talked about something and nothing.Joey was absent-minded.

When she finished answering the phone, she saw Hughes still sitting there with his legs crossed and smoking a cigar calmly.

Seeing his calm look as if nothing happened, Joy thought that the sense of crisis just now must be because she thought too much, and Hughes seemed so normal that he couldn't be normal anymore.

She walked up to Hughes and sat down, "Continue with the topic just now. Indeed, I need a producer like you, so my project will go much smoother. If you are willing to join, that would be the best."

Hughes did not speak, but elegantly finished smoking a cigar. Look, this guy is really addicted to cigarettes. He has only sat for a long time, and there are already several cigarette butts in the ashtray.

Then he said, "That's fine. We'll discuss the specific details after your project takes shape."

He really believes that Joey's project is impossible to succeed in his heart, but he will still try his best to participate in this project and help it complete.

Because Joey needs his help.

He will always offer his support unconditionally.

Years of habits, he always thinks and solves her affairs as his own, and he hopes that her life and career will always be unimpeded.

He chose to leave her to cheer her up, but he never intended to really leave her.He hoped that she would become what she should be, stand on the top of the tower with her outstanding talent and talent and look down on everything.

He doesn't care how much she will achieve, he just hopes that she will not waste her life again.

Now it seems that he really knows her well enough, her dream chasing heart has not been extinguished, and she is still the talented, outstanding and enterprising girl.

But he felt it was time to leave here, because just now, when he was trying to think about these things, his mind was full of those intimate pictures with Joey.

Can't remember what time of the morning it was.

Her straight black hair fell on her narrow shoulders, covering the faintly attractive part of her chest, half of her body was exposed from the thin blanket, and she smiled shyly at him, that smile was so sweet that it seemed to melt half iceberg.

She said, "Good morning."

The author has something to say: This chapter was updated on April 4th, the character writing is broken, please change it on April 5th

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