Chapter 116: Madam (2)

"Rob, will you let me stay with Angie alone for a while?" The lady said suddenly.
Mr. Robert froze, then nodded: "Okay, then I'll be unaccompanied, and I'll be fine if there is something." He said, stood up, went to the back room, and gave Angela a secret wink. .
After the husband entered the room, the old man looked at the girl and said, "Can you tell me now?"
It seems that the wife has a particularly keen insight into the child. Suddenly, there was such a weird thought in Angela's head. She smiled bitterly and said, "Ma'am, you are sick now."
"Dear, don't think of me as fragile." The old lady shook her head. "If it was really what I said, you should be more than just looking at me."
The embarrassment of having to be disassembled made Angela's cheeks flush to her ears, and she bowed her head embarrassedly, sitting in a chair and writhing. At this moment, she was completely a child.
"Well, Angie, since you are coming to see me, then you must be talking to me about what you want to tell me. I'm listening now." Madam's tone remained soft.
The girl who returned to normal quickly bit her lip, took a deep breath, and explained what she saw in Krakow in the past few days, as if she opened the floodgate and kept feeling bored. The stagnant air in my heart finally poured out.
The old lady closed her eyes and listened quietly, as if she was asleep. Only when her eyelids trembled, and Angela kept talking, she sighed softly: "So, Angie, what are you going to do? "
"I want your support and encouragement!" The girl took her hand, bit her lips gently, and then said seriously: "If I hadn't been clear before, then I already know what I should do!"
She looked into her eyes, speaking slowly and firmly: "There are many things, many history have been buried or tampered with or ignored, unintentionally and intentionally, this is disrespect for the dead, even blasphemy! I want to dig out , Dig them out with your own hands, so-"
Angela paused for a long time, as if accumulating the strength of the whole body, saying forcefully: "I want to be a director and a producer, I want to shoot my dusty things and show them to those forgotten See, I want them all to remember, not to leave them behind! "
The lady blinked, revealing a sense of astonishment, and then heard the girl continue to whisper, "I know that even if you tell your parents, they won't take it too seriously, so ... will you support me?"
Looking at the girl's bright and green eyes, the old lady was silent for a long while, then said gently: "This is not easy, dear, I know Hollywood, it may have many good actresses, but good women The director's female producers are countless. The reason is not clear in one or two sentences. Do you really want to go this way? "
"Yes, I know, but I believe I will be the one who is different." Angela's retracted hand was fisted and said loudly.
The lady was silent for a moment again, and then laughed lightly: "Well, I support you, and I believe that you will be the one who is different."
"Thank you for your encouragement, ma'am." Angela exhaled, and couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged his wife, struck her face, and stood back in terror when she came to her senses. The lady smiled again and shook her head, and looked at the late sky: "Okay, let's go in, otherwise Rob will have to talk again."
"Okay, I'll push you in." The girl immediately came to the back of the wheelchair and was pushing the wheelchair into the room. She remembered something, bit her teeth, and said suddenly, "Mrs., promise me, when I When the director's first movie is released, you must watch it! "
The old lady was keenly aware of what she said, and she was very clear about her own body, and the doctor's words were still in her ears, but she nodded with a smile: "Okay, don't let me wait too long."
"No, I promise." Although Angela knew it was almost impossible, she said against it.
At this time, Mr. Robert came over, took the handle of the wheelchair, helped push Mrs. into the house, and looked at the girl at the same time: "Stay for dinner, Angela."
"Thank you, Mr. Robert, but I have been disturbing for so long, it is not used anymore, and the lady needs to rest." Angela said, although there was some reluctance, she did stay longer.
"Are you really leaving? It's late."
"Please rest assured, Mr. Robert, both my agent and babysitter love to be outside." The girl refused with a smile, then looked at his wife: "Well, ma'am, I'm leaving, please don't forget our agreement. "
"Of course." Madam nodded with a smile.
"Agree? Can you tell me?" Robert asked suddenly.
"Of course not, it's my wife and me's secret!" Angela snapped.
"Okay, secret." The old man didn't ask much, just shrugged.
Then, the girl said goodbye to the couple, got out of the house, and came to her car. Sparrow and Grace talked happily, without feeling bored.
"Well, Uncle Sparrow, let's go. It's getting dark. If we can't get back to Geneva, we'll have to stay one night in Morges." The girl got into the car and said.
"As you wish." Spiro nodded, started the car, and couldn't help but complain a little: "It's really unfair, why can't we go and see the old lady?"
"Don't complain, just drive quickly. After I find the place to live, I still have something to discuss with you." Angela interrupted politely.
"Very important?"
"Very important!"
"Okay, then look a little faster."
The car left in the dust, leaving only the small houses shrouded in the setting sun behind.

"Well, we're going to talk about a very important thing now." Angela waved a small fist at Spiro, who was sitting on a high-backed chair, and then took a bit of dissatisfaction and added an important tone: "One thing is right It's important to me. "
She did have some dissatisfaction. The winter in Europe was too dark, and it was completely dark before Morgue. Although it is not far from Geneva, Sparrow opposes driving in the night, so in the town's hotel I lived there. Although it didn't matter where I lived, Angela was a bit unhappy because she hadn't achieved the set goals, so after dinner, she ran to the agent's room aggressively to discuss the matter in the name of wanting to blame.
"Okay, I'm listening." Spiro, sitting on a high-backed chair, poured a glass of water for himself and replied with a smile, knowing that Angela was just pretending.
Sure enough, the girl suddenly slackened after glaring at him for a long while, and after walking around the room two times, she said, "I want you to help me, Uncle Sparrow."
"Hope is not robbing the bank," Spiro said jokingly.
"Of course not. I'm not going to find you if you want to rob the bank." Angela shrugged, and then said seriously: "I want you to help me buy the adaptation and production rights for two books!"
"I understand the adaptation right, but why do you need to buy the production rights?" Mr. Broker was puzzled.
"Because I will be the producer of this adapted film in the future!"
Sparrow opened his mouth and looked at the girl inconceivably: "Did I hear it wrong? You want to be a producer ?!"
"Yes, I will not only be a producer, but I will also be directing these two films myself!" Angela raised her hands and said very seriously, without any jokes.
"But Angie, did you tell Mr. Jared?"
"No, I'm not going to tell them for the time being, so you can't tell them either!" The girl said before him, staring at him.
"It's impossible, Angie. You know, Mr. Jared asked me to report your movements to him at any time. I can't hide it for you. Besides, if you want to purchase the right to adapt and produce books, you will have to spend money. To spend money-don't you think your father would know? "Spiro said with a smile and shaking his head.
Angela grabbed her head and blurted out, "Can't you lend me money?"
As soon as she said this, she knew that it was wrong. How could this be possible? Sure enough, the broker was very helpless. Heck, why can't I grow up to an age where I can independently control my property? !!
The girl pinched her chin and walked around the house two more times, and suddenly patted the table: "So, Uncle Sparrow, you tell my dad that I want to buy the right to adapt and produce two books, But you also told him at the same time that I asked you to conceal what I wanted to do in front of him and said that I didn't know you had told him about it. "
"Wait, wait, why am I a little confused, you want me to tell Mr. Jared what you are going to do with him, but I told him behind you, and why did I do this, and It's your request, God, it's a mess. "Sparrow shook his head.
"It's not confusing at all. In simple terms, I asked you to tell my dad everything I did, but not to mention that I asked you to tell him this." Angela shrugged, and then went out the door: "Okay That's it. I'm going back to the room now. You can spend some time thinking about how to tell my father that tomorrow I will tell you the details of the two books I want to buy! "
Leaving Sparrow a little dazed, Angela quickly ran back to her room. Well, the first way wo n’t work, then go the second way. Sooner or later, my father will know that he has always been a ghost. But in this way, he will only treat his daughter as just fun, and he will not object-if he knows that Angela has set his own life goal ...
I hope he doesn't think so much. After putting on her clothes, Angela came to the bathroom and started washing. Well, remember that when Pianist was first released, she was n’t called Pianist, but she could n’t remember the original name, but do n’t worry. Radisro Spieman's autobiographical novel, as long as he is found, he should still live in Warsaw. But ... Angela wiped her face with a towel before suddenly remembering that "Labe's Diary" should be John Rabe's family found the manuscript when he arranged his relics in 1996, and then published it. He had to wait at least 4 Years.
The girl shook her head and was slightly anxious, but it didn't matter. The Pianist had to get the production right before Roman Polanski, but no one grabbed her from the Diary of Rabe, so she had time.
But will you really shoot them well? of course! Now that my mother can be born again, are you afraid that you can't do this? !! Angela squeezed her fist, and then looked at herself in the mirror. Her golden hair was put on her shoulders again, and her face was still beautiful.
"Ready? Miss Mason?" She put her fist against the mirror. "This is the most important decision you have made so far!"
The girl in the mirror looks at herself with a smile, as if watching a good show is about to start a gong. Just walk and see, Angela retracts her fist and raises her eyebrows, even if the old woman is now a woman, she can also play a role! She then sat down on the toilet with her face covered with her belly, um, okay, she had to solve some problems before that.
(Hudderly, the third is more, but ms is more like the first more ... no matter how much it is, the extra code is braille to calculate the interest) 2k novel reading network