Chapter 136: Future influence

He walked out of the tavern and looked up at the clear sky. The sunlight was revealed from the gaps in the clouds, and the beams of light seemed to be holy.
Adrian took a long breath and felt the freshness of the air after the rain. He pulled his hat to cover his eyes. Although he was sure that no reporter found himself out, he also believed that no one would be on the street. Recognize a director, but caution is always good.
He walked casually on the street, considering his various signs while considering his own affairs. "Philadelphia Story", "True Lies", "Four Weddings and a Funeral" and promises of Renault's movies and Anne Rice's novels, there are already so many plans, let alone "Jurassic Park is in production, and Ghost Horse Pokemon is about to be released soon-you have to go to the premiere because Disney is the producer and distributor of this movie.
Also, the investment of Schindler's List is about to be prepared. Spielberg will probably invest in this movie as soon as the production of "Jurassic Park" ends. He has been waiting for too long.
In this way, there are almost 8 movies associated with Bothworth Films, although for a medium-sized film company, there are definitely more than one movie invested or produced in a year, but we must know that almost all of these movies The box office is over 100 million. Fortunately, they will not be released all this year, otherwise many people's glasses will definitely fall to the ground.
Seems to be too anxious and fast? Adrian shook his head. The next few years will only be more. After this year, his personal shooting speed will slow down, but the number of such films produced, invested and distributed by the company will only increase.
Throughout the 1990s, the high-grossing movies produced by Hollywood were far less brilliant than the movies after the 21st century, but some of the inherent things were much higher than the movies with special effects as their selling point. Because, in the eyes of many people, Hollywood in the 1990s was the most outstanding and most noticeable time, because every year at least one movie from the effect to the content can be called a fine film.
There are many reasons for this conclusion. The large-scale use of special effects is one aspect. The rise of high investment and the opening of the Eastern European film market are not unrelated. Adrian doesn't want to think about these issues, he has only one thing to do, so that most of the fine films produced in the 1990s have him or Bosworth Pictures behind him.
He can do this. Who better to know which movies will be sold and which ones are more popular? Anyway, now that there are sufficient funds, through investment, production, or distribution, you can step in these outstanding movies. Yes, he can't guarantee 100% that these movies will be "re-made" at the box office, which is equivalent to the memory, but for gambling a 70% winning face is enough to bet.
It seems crazy to do this, but once it is done, it will get more than just monetary benefits. The influence that erupts after something has accumulated can definitely be dazzling. Adrian ’s empire needs such a future This kind of influence, so he had planned it from the beginning.
Stopping, taking a deep breath again, then reached out and stopped the taxi. Looking at the receding street view from the car window, Adrian stopped thinking about movie-related things, and now he should relax.
The taxi quickly arrived outside the Clerridge Hotel. After paying the fare, Adrian walked straight through the lobby to the elevator. After entering, he naturally pressed the button on the 14th floor, as if living here. Like.
As the elevator went up, he quickly reached the 14th floor, finishing his clothes in front of the mirror at the end of the corridor-even the clothes he was wearing were very ordinary. Adrian strode to the door of Room 1416, reached out and rang the bell.
"Who's looking for?" A female voice sounded behind the door a few minutes later.
"Room service, ma'am." Adrian smiled slightly.
The door of the room opened immediately, and a gorgeous girl in a fine-shouldered dress with a short black silk coat appeared in front of Adrian. Her dark brown hair was already on her shoulders, and her brown eyes did not blink. Staring at him, thick lips opened slightly, seeming to be craving for something.
"Any service?" She leaned against the door, with a seductive laziness.
"Everything is available," Adrian raised an eyebrow.
The next second, Monica stepped forward and hugged him, blocking his mouth indifferently. Adrian, although somewhat surprised, asked for it politely, meanwhile holding her waist to walk into the room, closing the door smoothly.
Boom, it was like a signal. The two people who were kissing immediately became warm. Adrian reached out and peeled off Monica's silk coat, and Monica unfastened the belt around his waist. Even though the mouths of the two were not separated, the two just touched each other's defense while moving their mouths towards the center of the room.
Finally, a thump, the two fell to the ground, followed by a more heavy breathing, a man and a woman said nothing, and thus began the most primitive action on the hotel floor.
After a lively battle, Adrian lay on the ground and held Monica in his arms.
"You seem particularly excited today." After Monica woke up from the loss, she grabbed and played with her soft hands, turned her head and watched Adrian say in a husky voice.
"Of course, we haven't seen each other for a while," Adrian said with a smile, and then kissed her delicate collarbone. In fact, there is another reason, as the old saying goes: a wife is worse than a wife, a wife is better to steal. With the opportunity to discuss movies with Neville, to the Clerridge Hotel and Monica's Tryst to London, this sneaky feeling is really exciting.
"How's it going? The movie propaganda work is over, is it a good rest?" Adrian continued.
"Not bad, shopping, doing beauty, sports and fitness activities." Monica answered lazily.
"You don't need to look at it," Adrian said in admiration, the hands on her waist began to knead, and slowly moved down and in, "You are always charming, Monica. "
What would happen if Kate was here? Because the image associated with "stealing" made Adrian even more exciting, things that had not faded away suddenly rose again.
"What are you thinking? Your little girlfriend?" Monica, who felt it, turned around and grabbed.
"Do you really think so, Monica?" Adrian looked at her with a smile.
"Yes, that's what I think, woman's instinct." Monica's tone had an indescribable taste, and her hand movements also increased.
"Okay, okay, what you say is what." Adrian Haha laughed.
Monica bit her lip, suddenly rolled over and held Adrian, followed by spreading her legs across him, giving him a high look at him, holding her back and sitting down.
"You're amazing ... Ed ..." She panted, her eyes narrowed, "I remember ... I seem to be about five years older than you ... but ... doesn't mean ... doesn't mean ... ... "
"Doesn't mean anything?" Adrian joked, shaking his head in a joke.
"Oh it" Monica screamed, leaning forward and grabbing Adrian's shoulders, staring fiercely at him: "Do you think I'll give in this way? Tell you, Ed. You're drained to the point where you don't have anything left to dream about dating your little girlfriend after you go back "

The eyelashes moved slightly, and the pillows were pressed against her face, and Monica finally woke up from her doze. She opened her eyes slightly, and turned around to subconsciously want to hug the person around her. She realized that she was lying alone on the bed with her thin body covered with a thin quilt.
After stunning for a few seconds, Monica finally reacted. She lowered her arms and shrugged with a complex look, then sighed in the bed lying on her back. Only then did she notice that the bedside lamp was on, and looking out the glass window, it was dark early in the day.
Well, at least he was careful before he left. Monica said a little self-deprecatingly that she was about to sit up with her body upright, and was suddenly attracted by the small card placed on the bedside table.
It was a very simple little card. It could be seen that it was made entirely by hand. The cover was painted with stick figures. Although there were only a few strokes, it was a good outline of Monica's sleeping on the bed.
Monica picked up the card ~ EbookFREE.me ~, twisted the bedside lamp a bit brighter, and turned it on.
"Hi dear Monica, I left when you saw this message, but unfortunately I couldn't find any better materials to make the card. I'm sorry I can't stay with you tonight, but I want to tell you , On my way back, thinking about your lips all the time. Good night, good dream. "
Although there were only a few words, Monica leaning on the bedside looked over and over several times, and finally set her eyes on the stick figure on the cover. This kind of stick figure is not the first time I saw it. Although Adrian did not call her during the closed shooting period, she wrote a letter to her every week. There was not much written in the letter, but every time At the end of the letter, there will be a small stick figure. Although it is simple, it completely grasps the charm and knows who it is.
After a long sigh, Monica got out of bed in her pajamas. She didn't turn on the light, walked barefoot to the freezer, took a bottle of champagne and took a glass, then sat on a chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, poured herself a glass, and tasted it slowly. Come in and sprinkle on her, pulling her shadow to the elder.
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