Chapter 230
Chapter 230
Josie's suite was on another floor.
Different from the French style of the villa just now, this two-story suite uses simple white as the color theme of the room, supplemented by three tones of black, gray and beige, full of modern design and frigid style.
She took a hot bath in the master bedroom upstairs, and when she came out, Jason had asked the hotel staff to replace the brand new Egyptian cotton bedding, and the restaurant downstairs had also prepared delicious food that would make everyone want to eat.
"Well done, Ai Qing." She raised her chin high and said in a Shakespearean tone.
Jason couldn't help smiling.
He's also just out of the shower, and his curly black hair is slightly steamy, not as neat as usual, but surprisingly sexy - it's a shame someone doesn't eat weeds.
The young man in a light-colored twill shirt and jeans did not step on the carpet with bare feet, but took care of his employer's cleanliness to some extent, put on a pair of indoor slippers, and asked Josie: "Your Majesty, what would you like to do tonight?" What kind of 'bag' do you need?"
While talking, he put a copy of "U.S. Weekly" where Josie could easily reach. It was publishing the photo of Josie and Edward entering the restaurant in West Hollywood at the same time, with the title written in capital letters: Josie&Edward dating!
Josie only glanced at it, thinking that this was some small material approved by the public relations of both parties, so she said, "Stop dawdling, James Bond! By the way, this photo makes you really unremarkable."
— Well, her focus is always so tricky, but she's also right.
Generally speaking, Jason's street style has to match his employer, so he occasionally jokes that he calls himself "a luxury bag with out-of-print rare leather".
Occasionally, he would play it free, wearing casual clothes that are the most convenient for activities, and the result is just like the photo.
"James Bond" represents Brioni, and Jason knows it.
And Josie was sitting in front of the dressing table, just about to start putting on makeup, when she suddenly leaned over to the mirror, "Am I getting fat, Mr. Bond?"
This problem is very serious.
Jason walked over with a Brioni suit, took a serious look at Josie in the mirror several times, shook his head and replied, "It's nothing. I think you have a little appearance anxiety."
"Maybe it's cheeks." Josie said to herself, and touched her face, feeling sad.
Leonardo began to grow cheeks when he was filming "The Man in the Iron Mask" in Europe. Now his face shape has become much wider than that of Romeo's time. Although it has weakened the delicate and innocent youthful feeling, it has also deepened his masculinity. .
However, for female stars, the high probability of getting cheeks will be a nuclear bomb level blow.
"Gills? You mean, like Garfield." Jason walked to the bathroom on the other side to change, his voice quickly becoming distant and empty. "Oh, come on, you're one of the 50 most beautiful people in the world by People magazine. Go out and turn right and go downstairs, and your hundreds of fans will keep you from thinking about it all night."
Josie was amused by him, and said, "Forget it, the bastard in Toronto made me feel psychologically shadowed last time."
"That's true. But that's a minority," Jason said.
"This is the problem of probability." Josie quickly wiped the mask on her face, and then picked out a lipstick from her cosmetic bag, "My life is so precious, so don't challenge the odds. Tao Insurance is right for me."
Her makeup steps are already very simple, but Jason changed clothes faster than Josie's. When he returned to the bedroom while putting on his tie, Josie happened to be sipping on her lipstick in front of the mirror .
To become the most popular Hollywood star nowadays, her appearance and temperament are of course impeccable. Even without makeup, she is pure and beautiful.
And with a touch of flaming red lips, the lethality is even better.
Seeing this scene, Jason couldn't help suspecting his employer's appearance anxiety again, because the last time he happened to hear her and Mrs. Cruise discussing Botox and Thermage, a radio frequency technology not approved by the FDA, yet Some are eager to try.
It can only be said that the career pressure of a Hollywood star is too high, otherwise how could the two beauties with their own strengths not want to touch their faces?
"Give me that Alexander McQueen, thank you." Just as Josie finished speaking, she remembered that neither Ryan nor the all-round assistant Kelly, who specialized in tidying up her cloakroom, were here, so she added: "The one on the left has the most brilliant diamonds and the most fabric." The thin one, you would never allow your girlfriend to wear it on the street."
It took Jason time to find the dress, and by the time Josie took off her bathrobe and put it on, she was missing and complimented.
"Fantasy." He commented.
This year when Alexander McQueen closed the show, the supermodel Shalom Harlow and the live spraying of the robot performance made the show famous, and the unique dress became out of print, so the entire spring and summer series sold very well, Josie The cloakroom was not spared, and Ryan stuffed a few skirts and a coat.
And the one she is wearing now is one of Ryan's nightclub shirts.
I saw the thin as cicada's wings clinging to the exquisite body, and the baroque pattern of bead embroidery and diamond decoration was very gorgeous and exquisite, which could cover the key parts. She put on a relatively low-key mid-length coat, and finally a pair of Manolo Blahnik who would drive Kelly Bradshaw crazy.
'Standing on high heels, I can see the whole world. '—this is the classic line of the protagonist of the hit American TV series.
As a big Hollywood star and a rich man in the Highlands - she almost completely owns a unicorn company - Josie's arrival immediately attracted the attention of the hotel, Caesars Palace casino director Gary Slessner Introduced her personally, and presented no more than [-] chips.
"By the way, there are your friends in the VIP room." Gary Schlesner reminded.
"I see." Josie replied, and ordered: "Prepare some pocket money for each of my friends in that villa to pass the time, and charge it to my account—if they come to play in the lobby."
"Okay, I will explain it myself." The other party replied.
One of the so-called friends refers to Matt Damon.
This just-popular Hollywood kid was fighting at the poker table in the VIP room with two brothers, Ben Affleck and Casey Affleck. Seeing Josie's unexpected appearance, he exaggeratedly forgot to place a bet.
Ben bumped Matt's shoulder from behind. "Oh man, don't you? You wake up, I know she's beautiful, but you already have Winona."
"I know." Matt said, and handed the cards in his hand to his good brother, "For me, I'll be back soon."
As soon as the words fell, only the back of Ben was left.
"What is this? What the hell!" Ben cursed, sitting down and throwing the chips in front of the table onto the table, "Me and Cassie, tell me, this guy is really the Matt we know. Damon?"
Cassie shrugged. "I guess you don't want to hear the answer."
Ben threw out a few chips helplessly, "Ha, is there anything else I can listen to?"
"Like, Matt and Winona broke up again?" Cassie replied.
"So he's like a bee that smells honey, right, you know he's had a fight with Harvey about it for a while last time." Ben couldn't understand, "It's just a beautiful woman, we don't even need to go out of the casino The gate can randomly attract a hundred of them, and every one of them is scrambling to climb into our bed tonight."
"Because she is Josie Horton." His brother said bluntly, "Nowadays, the high mountain flower in Hollywood, the dream lover of billions of men around the world, isn't that enough? She can refuse it casually." This is enough for Matt to make him unforgettable, and she is really beautiful tonight."
The little thing between men and women is nothing more than a drama of pulling each other, and the enemy retreats and we advance.
Don't expect to impress a man's heart with selfless dedication, because the vast majority of men in this world are both superficial and extraordinarily realistic. They are either obsessed with each other's skin, or they are simply profitable. The inner beauty is not so easy for them to discover.
Pretty enough to make people forgive you most of the stupid things you do, and they're talking about a Josie Horton who's not only beautiful, but also has the fame and status — and even, wealth — to rival a man.
Who wouldn't want to get rich overnight in every sense of the word, right?
Years later, a journalist who was lucky enough to witness this evening wrote in his column:
"When Josie Horton walked into the room, she was wearing a stunning dress, a long thin necklace dangling over her sexy breastbone that wasn't covered by her underwear, black sunglasses covering most of her face ...but the men present almost jumped out of their seats, just for the chance to help pull her chair out, or say a word to her..."
"Hi, Josie." Matt Damon appeared in front of Josie with his signature shy smile.
"Hi, Matt." Josie also smiled back, "How are you and Winona doing?"
Through Brittany Murphy's connection - Brittany and Winona became friends because of their co-starring in "The Soul Girl" - these two popular actresses are now regarded as ordinary friends who can meet and greet, and in some In necessary social occasions, he can still joke a few words.
Matt's expression froze for a moment, but he still said, "Not bad."
"If you are going to get married, don't forget to send me an invitation." Josie said as she walked to the most pleasing table in the hall, picked a good seat and was about to sit down.
Matt hurried forward to help, but someone was a step ahead of him and pulled the chair away first.
"Thank you." With a smile on her face, Josie graciously accepted the attentive service of the beautiful young man in front of her.
"My honor." The other party smiled slightly, and the sculptural face looked a bit like Liang Tang, "My name is Tyson, Tyson Barrow."
Josie sat on the seat that Tyson had opened for her, but instead of introducing herself, she said indifferently, "Hello, Tyson."
— she obviously didn't want to talk.
Tyson still kept smiling, didn't make much trouble, and wisely returned to his own position.
The people in the hall who noticed this scene did not feel strange, but wished to replace and take over the job of this young man.
This is really because Josie took it for granted.
She has always had an aura that belongs to a great beauty. Since she was given special treatment because of her appearance since she was a child, she has become accustomed to any kindness and attention—even being able to serve her is something that makes others feel happy Endless luck.
But in this world, not every man has proper demeanor, especially in front of beautiful women.
"If I were you, I wouldn't choose to sit at this table." A brown-haired young man sitting opposite Josie said, "What you want to play is no-limit Texas hold'em, poker, and poker. The Cadillac of poker, with a minimum bet of [-], is not suitable for women."
"Oh?" Josie raised her eyebrows.
The brown-haired young man stacked up a set of chips, and continued casually, "The key to this kind of card is to play with people's hearts, not simply to try luck, so my personal suggestion is that you can choose which side: there is a mistake." Tourists, glamorous models, unicorn founders and Hollywood stars like you."
Josie let out a chuckle of unknown meaning.
Jason behind him bowed close to her winkingly, silently listened to his employer's whisper, and then waved to the waiter beside him.
Soon, a whole box of chips was brought over by the waiter, which was "high society" worth at least a million dollars.
Josie stretched out her right hand and picked one out of the box, and placed the remaining chips neatly on the poker table in front of her.
At this time, she crossed her left leg on her right leg, and her fluffy shoulder-length black hair shook slightly with this movement, revealing the slender streamlined diamond ornaments around her ears.
And she wears a very formal jewelry on her hand, which is dazzling under the light of the hall, but it cannot be denied that this redundant and cumbersome decoration is very suitable for her, noble and gorgeous.
The big star has a very old-fashioned jazz style all over his body.
Playing with the chips with her thin white fingers, she raised her eyes and asked, "Now, am I eligible to be on the table?"
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