Restart, start over, keep repeating, and by the time Larry Sr. announced that it was over, it was getting dark outside.

The group performers evacuated from work, all young men and women, and there were many non-professional actors, and there was a lot of chaos in the studio for a while.

"Jacket ......"

Rashida Jones wanted to take off her school uniform jacket and return it to the crew, but the neckline of the dress inside was torn by Alicia Silverstone.

"No, let's keep a souvenir."

Song Yachong beckoned to the costume chef, "Help her deal with it." ”

"I'll see." The costumer came over and took a look and asked, "Do you want to change it with me?" ”

"Nope." Rashida Jones didn't want to wear the clothes of the crew, she knew that on the set, the hangers of the backstage activities of youth comedies were basically bargains.

"Then I'll sew it for you, wait a minute."

"No, no need, I can't wear this one in the future, just help me deal with it today."

She saw that APLUS had greeted the main creator of the crew all the way to the special passage in the depths of the studio, and she was very anxious, "The sooner the better." ”

"OK, we just need two paper clips."

The dressing lady was very professional, took out two paper clips, and began to work on her neckline on the spot, biting one of them, pinning the other to Rashida's neckline, and then doing the same.

The door to the passage had been opened by the bodyguards, and Rashida saw a familiar figure, the African-American Grand Lawyer Cochran, who was hugging and shaking hands with APLUS. Next to it were a beautiful and capable white professional woman, as well as black lawyers at Cochrane Law Firm.

At the age of twenty, APLUS was infinitely attractive to her, good-looking, golden, extremely talented and charismatic, and so well-known.

It feels like there is no one else in the ideal match, and even Tiger Woods, who has recently become famous and has a better image, is far inferior, and that golfer does not have the domineering and power of APLUS.

Although she spends most of her time quietly in the restaurant booth today, basically not pointing fingers, she knows everything about the entertainment industry, she knows that he is the king of the entire crew, the director is obedient to him, and so are others, no matter what he does, his eyes will be on him, and there will be no uninteresting people to provoke him, what he wants, no, someone will help him do it when he thinks of something, no need to bother with words.

Alicia Silveston, who is said to be difficult on the set, is also as well-behaved as a kitten today, and she still acts honestly after fighting with herself, but she leaves in a huff immediately after the end of filming.

That's it, it's this kind of power that surrounds him, faint but seems to be everywhere, and doesn't even need to be specially displayed, even Oprah has to bow his head and admit his mistakes.

The man who was talking and laughing with Cochran was like a bottle of poison that was deadly but had to be tasted once in his life.

"Am I being too unreserved today?" She thought to herself.

"Alright, look! Not bad, right? "The costume's craftsmanship is very good, and the neckline is repaired with two paper clips, and the outside is not visible, but there are more pleats.

"Thank you."

She squeezed a smile out of the other and immediately followed quickly.

"I'm sorry, miss." But being ruthlessly blocked by the bodyguards on the periphery, you can only see the tall back of APLUS.

'It's getting better...... Post-election ...... The struggle has entered a new stage...... The CBS weather anchor just resigned voluntarily......

She heard Cochran's words on and off, 10 million, 10 million a year to launch a lawsuit against one of the three major wireless television networks, and now he is the only Nger who has the audacity to do so, not even MJ and Simpson, whom Cochran has represented, and it seems to have made CBS very embarrassed.

She did her homework before she came, and it was rumored that Cochran had bought off the ex-wife of the CBS weather anchor and got some strong evidence, but she didn't expect CBS to choose to abandon the car so soon.

"Uncle Cochrane."

When their conversation came to an end, he immediately shouted sweetly, his family background that he has always been proud of is really not enough in front of APLUS, but it is still useful, he has known Cochran in social situations before, although the other party seems to have a very general relationship with his big-mouthed father.

"Rashida?" Cochran looked over and recognized himself, "Coming with Quincy?" ”

"No, I'm playing in Florida, by the way...... Hey！ APLUS, I'M HERE, HEHE......"

What the hell am I doing here? It's a shame that I just said such a thing.

She felt her face feverish.

"Oh."

APLUS TURNED AROUND, BUT BECKONED TO MILA, "MILA, WHERE'S TARAJI?" Forget it, don't call her, you take Rashida to the bar to have fun? Eat something, I'm in trouble. ”

What the hell is it to ask your ex-girlfriend to entertain me? It's really annoying, is it really not interested in people?

She was immediately frustrated, but she had to take the last chance, because APLUS had already raised her feet to leave with Cochran, "I skipped class. "I don't believe you can still play stupid.

"Not today......"

APLUS SCRATCHED HIS HEAD AND REPLIED, "TOMORROW, IT'S JUST MY FRIENDS IN MIAMI WHO ARE COMING OVER TO PLAY, AND THERE'S A PARTY THEN." ”

"Okay, I'll be there."

Not bad, she chose to accept, "See you tomorrow then?" ”

APLUS DIDN'T EVEN LOOK AT HIMSELF AGAIN, ONLY MADE AN OK GESTURE, POKED HIS HEAD OUT THE DOOR, AND THEN LEFT WITH COCKRAN, SURROUNDED BY BODYGUARDS.

"Alas!"

The door was shut, and she sighed plaintively.

"Let's go." Mira came over and invited.

"Oh."

Following Mira and her assistant as well as Winonica Webber and Irina Pantaeva out of the set, the two did not talk at all in the nanny car, she only chatted with Winonica Webber and Irina Pantaeva.

Then, perhaps because it felt like Mira didn't seem to have anything more to do with her, or maybe it was Mira's androgynous dress and conversation that lowered the alert level, after the four girls arrived at the bar, "Don't you live together?" She asked.

"No, he lives on the set, and the rest of the crew stays in hotels."

Mira didn't say that there were Halle and Angelina Ake on set, and even the occasional silly girl from Brettney Murphy would be there.

"That's right."

Rashida was more relieved, and followed Mira into the inside of the bar, where she saw a lot of familiar faces she had just seen on the set, all of whom had just arrived.

"Jared Leto is there too?"

She saw Jared Leto's name on the small blackboard at the door, as well as the repertoire.

Speaking of which, when my sister first had a great deal with 2PAC, she didn't want to lose the 'competition' between her sisters, and she planned to catch Jared Leto or Little Plum.

"Yes, his Apu crew is in the studio next door."

Mira walked to the corner of the bar and removed the sign on the small table, "Sit down, order something to eat, don't be inhibited." ”

"Xue Linfen?"

Rashida recognized Sherin Fen in the far corner, chatting with a gay-angry man.

"She's the queen of Apu's crew."

Winonica Webber said, "Always here. ”

"Queen?"

"It's just a metaphor, producer." Winonica Webber waved her hand and called for a waitress to order a drink and a light meal.

Xue Linfen also noticed this side at this time, and nodded to each other from a distance with Mira, which was regarded as a greeting.

Got a big belly again? But it seems that the relationship with Mira is okay?

Rashida was losing track of the relationship between these women.

At this time, the phone in the bag rang, "Sorry. She took it out and saw that it was her father's number again, and subconsciously hung up the missed call that she didn't know how many calls it was, but after thinking about it, she still answered it, "Daddy ......"

"I finally sent you to Harvard, and you played for me and disappeared?"

Quincy Jones' stern rebuke was immediately heard.

"It's just to come out and relax." She replied.

"Don't play tricks, Rashida, I know where you are!"

"me, dead old man!"

The father and daughter didn't speculate, she hung up angrily.

"It's infuriating!"

Quincy Jones was helpless at the phone that was ringing a beeping busy tone, and instead urged the driver, "Hurry up, how long will it take to get to the set of the football stunner?" ”

"It's already here," the driver rolled down the window, asked the people in the parking lot hall, and replied, "Uh, but it seems that I need a pass." ”

"I'm Quincy Jones! TELL APLUS, I WANT TO SEE HIM! ”

"I'm sorry, I can't get in without a pass, Mr. Jones, I really can't help it."

The black security guard looked inside the car, recognized him, and replied respectfully.

Quincy Jones called Hayden again, and then made a round of calls after being told by the other party, before an APLUS bodyguard trotted over and put the car in.

"What are you doing here?" APLUS ASKED, SITTING ON THE COUCH.

The kid was as disrespectful as ever, "Cochran, you're there too." Unable to care about it for the time being, Quincy Jones said hello to Cochran, and strode unceremoniously to push open the door of the suite that had been converted into a suite in the studio lounge, and there was no one inside, and the baby girl was not caught.

"Hey! What are you doing old thing!? APLUS immediately scolded.

In the shower room, there was the sound of water, and it was pushed away, and a woman behind the frosted glass immediately screamed, but she could vaguely make out the skin color, which was definitely not her daughter's wheat color.

"The boss asks you to go out." Two bodyguards rushed in and put him on the arm.

"I'll go myself."

The lounge is not a big place, he is a little more at ease, and after being unceremoniously thrown out of the door, he rushes to the next few doors, and pushes open the doors that can be pushed open, and those who can't put his ears on the door to listen to the sound.

"Where's Rashida?" Fortunately, nothing was gained, and he went back to question.

"Let him in."

Both Song Ya and Cochran were amused by the old man's nervousness, and motioned for Old Mac to let him in again, "I played on my set in the afternoon, but I don't know where I've been now." He didn't know what had happened to the father and daughter, but it was always right to cover for Rashida.

"Stay away from her, you little pervert!" Quincy Jones warned.

Song Yaxin said that if it weren't for the faint shadow of you, the girl who took the initiative to pounce on me so quickly, I wouldn't be unable to do it, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in her." ”

"Little Nger."

Sweaty, Quincy Jones sat next to Cochran out of breath, "Why are you here?" ”

Cochran didn't bother to pay attention to him, pointing to the TV, and the two had a verbal fight when they were representing MJ's case, and they didn't have a few good words for each other.

'A spokesman for the Los Angeles Police Department said that the detention of the driver suspected of intentionally causing the accident was procedurally lawful, and that the prosecution had strong evidence......

The TV was talking about the latest developments in the crash.

"Hehe, what else do you have besides the 60,000 knives? Don't think I don't know you're abusing your relationship with a politician in the Los Angeles judiciary APLUS, Cochrane you shouldn't mess around with this kid. ”

Quincy Jones sneered.

"If you're okay, you can get out." Song Ya didn't like to listen to it, so he ordered the eviction.

"White people, those white people won't be happy to see you toss so much, they put a ceiling on us, a ceiling, you know? Don't think that with just two dollars and two media outlets, you can do whatever you want, and don't think that those white people won't band together against you if you did something wrong. ”

It's all here, Lao Tzu didn't get out, Quincy Jones walked to the bar and poured himself a drink, "If they really want to kill you, they will definitely not leave such stupid evidence, the whole thing will soon be reversed Cochrane, and then you will be in trouble." ”

Songya and Cochran both laughed.

"I've been fooling around for decades, and I know the virtues of the white men in Motula, don't take my advice as a deaf ear."

This kid doesn't seem to have a good hand on his baby daughter, Quincy Jones is in a much better mood, but the old qualifications still have to be put on the table, and the words are also the bitter words that he thinks are really good for the other party, "Maybe it's not so pleasant for me to say it, but you need to hear some different voices kid, some lawyers are eager to encourage you to fight a lawsuit for money, the more the better, and the CBS lawsuit shouldn't be fought." ”

"You've always been so annoying, Quincy."

Cochran, who was hinted at, smiled wryly, "APLUS is different, he is already standing in front of the ceiling, and he only needs one last kick to stand taller than BET boss Johnson." ”

"And then give your life away."

Quincy Jones interfaced, "The Los Angeles police won't be able to get new evidence of that driver by then, see how you end up!" Bear with it, let it go, and everything will soon pass. ”

"Let one let you not gain gratitude, and those who take the opportunity to come and step on it are only afraid of more." Sloan said as he came out after taking a shower and getting dressed.

"So what are you going to do next with the driver's case?" Quincy Jones asked.

"You're here to spy on some people, old thing?" Song Ya scolded impatiently: "Seriously, we don't know each other, if it weren't for the fact that Rashida provided the news of the song 2PAC, you wouldn't even be able to enter this door......"

"Little bastard! Disrespect for seniors! ”

"Then there are also certain people who deserve respect."

"Stop arguing." Sloan stopped the two from arguing and switched to a local channel in Los Angeles.

The driver had been a gang member of the South Side of Los Angeles in his early years, and we interviewed one of his former gang accomplices. ’

The reporter broadcast, and then the picture was shown to a black man with a blurred face, and he said: "That guy has always wanted to do big tickets, and he always said that Lao Tzu wants to get rich, and he will do earth-shattering things, the kind that can be on the news." So I wasn't surprised at all when I saw him on the news. ’

A lot of gang members like to say that. The reporter questioned, 'but not necessarily really going to do it.' ’

He's different, he's serious, I can feel it. ’

Sloan switched to another station, and after the election, there was more exposure for this kind of news, 'Suspect, that driver's early criminal record includes intentional wounding, involvement in organized crime, ......

The TV station interviewed a retired police officer who handled the driver's case back then, and said, 'I have the impression that he is the kind of standard street boy who takes the prison as his ......home'

His lawyer said he had already changed his mind. ’

That's not normal, is it? I think he's actually promoted, promoted, you know what I mean? Some gang members are hidden like spies by the organization and appear to live a normal life, but in reality they need to do more important things for the organization, spy on the police, or be a killer. The retired police officer replied.

'That driver had a bad early life......

'Is a happy family life just a disguise? ’

'Suspicious ......'

I can't explain that the driver who has worked around Beverly Hills for many years was weirdly driving the wrong way on the day of the crime. ’

'Beverly Hills residents are very concerned about this vicious case, and the driver's freight company and the party service company that hired it are ......doing dismal business.'

After the Los Angeles police arrested the driver for the second time, the media outlets questioned the authenticity of the case itself, and instead began to dig into the driver's past and criminal motives, as if they had become Sherlock Holmes.

"Because it is generally believed that the police arrested the suspect again so quickly, they must have sufficient evidence, and the media does not want to be the one who knows it later, and it is faster than the police to dig up the big news to get the ratings."

Sloan put the remote control down, "Although some big media outlets are still silent, the ratings have driven small stations and tabloids to take the initiative to find evidence for us and the justification of the arrest." ”

"Do you know anything about communication? Quincy. Song Ya asked the old man whose face was getting more and more ugly.

"Little Nger......" Quincy Jones was incompetent and furious.

"Hehe, as long as I can win, or I seem to be able to win, then I don't have to worry about many things, because at this time, I have my own evidence at my disposal."

Song Ya, who was smiling, picked up the wine glass, "Your daughter should be in a nearby bar, don't send it." ”