novelraw Chapter 236
Chapter 236
A group of people ran away immediately, and asked about Ben Affleck's face by the way.
It turns out that Ben Affleck got into a fight with that stupid rich kid named Abby Bronson last night, at the PURE nightclub at Caesars Palace, over a stripper.
At the beginning, Ben invited the girl to drink a glass of wine, who knew that it was a female companion brought by someone else, and there was a physical conflict due to pushing and shoving.
Jason proficiently tipped the waiter who broke the news, and when he turned his head, he heard Josie frowning and complaining: "Men are always so difficult to explain?"
"Don't count me out, thank you." Jason straightened himself up in the YSL narrow-necked suit he was wearing today, feeling not so stupid to himself.
"Oh, you don't have a refrigerator anymore." Josie said, "Let's go, you can call a car now."
Josie and Rashida were the only ones who chose to play the famous Las Vegas reality shooting under the sun, and a commercial vehicle was enough to carry them away.
But before getting in the car, he ran into the rich second generation who had a problem with his brain last night.
"Hey, Josie, are you going to visit Las Vegas?" Abby Bronson leaned out of the sunroof of an elongated luxury car, and took off the Ray-Ban sunglasses thinking she was smart, "Listen, if you want to Save your father's..."
"No, I don't want to." Josie directly interrupted the other party's chatter, and after Jason opened the door of the business car for herself, she turned around and warned, "And, we are not familiar enough that you can call me by my name, if If you come to harass me again, I will call security or the police."
Abby Bronson's voice was isolated from the car, and Josie sat in the back seat with her arms crossed, inadvertently catching Jason's muffled smile from the rearview mirror, which she hadn't had time to put away.
It was hard for her not to roll her eyes back and ask, "Who is this self-righteous libertine?"
"According to the waiter at the hotel, his father is one of the shareholders of Tianmu Capital." Jason replied while driving, "I heard that the family is very rich—the kind of money with a family trust."
Josie was noncommittal, and asked instead: "Oh yes, I also have a family trust. So why are you men always so confident?"
"You're here again, boss." Jason shook his head.
"Did I say something wrong?"
"I mean, you shouldn't generalize, at least some of us have humility."
"However, this question of probability does not support your point of view very well."
"Emm, you are right on this point." Jason admitted, "By the way, since you started reading that novel, I personally think that your poisonous tongue index has increased significantly."
Josie in the back seat let out a chuckle, and raised her hand to fiddle with her hair, with maliciousness on her lips.
"Very well, your year-end bonus is gone." She said in an arrogant tone, like an evil witch.
Rashida, who watched the whole process, laughed and applauded cheerfully, and asked, "Why don't you think about making trouble for her? Just nodding at such a time can avoid all problems. This is my father's experience. .”
Josie commented: "MR.Q is indeed a wise man."
Jason couldn't help smiling, shook his head and said, "Well, I was wrong, ladies. But I have to ask, does art really come from life?"
Josie also smiled, and then replied: "Oh, maybe that's because I'm not a flawless actor, and sometimes I have to put myself into the state that the character should present-doesn't that sound enough? Professional, Rashida?"
Rashida, who was named, thought for a while and said: "This sounds like experience school. And I must say, you really asked the wrong person this question, you should call Daniel Day Lewis!"
"Jason?" Josie looked in the rearview mirror.
"I don't know." Jason replied, "But I hope you can notify me to temporarily stop guarding work before you take on that kind of perverted murderer next time."
Rashida also added, saying: "It makes sense, you have no such plan recently, sweetheart? I'm so scared."
"Don't worry. When the time comes, I will definitely start with you first." Josie said viciously on purpose, "Don't even try to run away!"
Rashida couldn't pretend to be scared, and couldn't stop laughing long ago.
Without some unfamiliar people, the afternoon seems to be very pleasant, and even the air is a bit fresher.
Josie and Rashida went to the most famous shooting practice in Las Vegas.
Unlike the mobile targets set up casually by the roadside, most of the facilities here are eliminated by the military or Hollywood, and equipped with real Q live ammunition, which has a strong sense of reality.
Jason handed Josie and Rashida over to the professional female coach who was in charge of teaching here, and found a place in the rest area not far away. Before he could sit down, his comrade Wade came over from the bar.
"Hey bro! How are you?"
"Not bad. What about you?"
"It could not be better."
After lightly bumping fists and bumping each other's shoulders forcefully, the little black brother warmly embraced his partner, with a heartfelt smile on his dark face.
Wade ordered two glasses of beer, but Jason refused as soon as he opened his mouth: "It's working hours now, I don't drink."
"Okay, then give us two glasses of ice cubes and just add a little Coke." Wade looked at Jason, "I heard from them that you were hired by Eric to be a bodyguard for a Hollywood star?"
Eric in his mouth is one of the founders of Blackwater.
"Yes, my employer is Josie Horton." Jason didn't hide anything. This is something that can be publicly checked on the Internet.
"Stealing Trap! I like it! She is like Eva Gardner reborn!" Wade took a sip of the Coke, his eyes widened by the ice, "Wow, cool—how is she?" ?I heard that celebrities are spoiled assholes, like letting bodyguards ride in another car, not being able to eat at the same table in restaurants, etc."
"No, she's a good person." Jason paused, and then said, "We're like friends and family."
Wade shrugged, "Well, I understand, you can't say more, because of those damn non-disclosure agreements."
Jason had no choice but to say, "You read too many tabloids, Wade, the life of a big star is not as flashy as we imagined—at least my employer is not."
"Come on, they were still having a carnival in the city last night." Wade didn't stay on this topic for too long, and asked again: "When will the guard work end? There is a well-paid job that the two of us can do together. "
Being a base coach in this shitty desert is just an amateur job, and Wade's dream of making a lot of money has never changed.
Jason, however, had no interest in it.
He shook his head and refused directly: "I can't do it, you can find someone else."
"So your furry 'little problem' hasn't been resolved yet?" Wade looked at Jason with a sympathetic look, and pressed the latter's shoulder, "Maybe you should see a doctor and prescribe some Prescription drugs or something."
Jason glanced at Wade helplessly, "It's a big mistake to expect you to comfort people!"
Wade laughed.
After a while, Josie and Rashida's training ended.
It is conceivable that the recoil of the "little toy" is still a heavy burden on the arms and shoulders of ordinary women, and Rashida is rubbing her shoulders.
Jason then suggested: "Want to fly a helicopter?"
The two girls immediately became full of energy.
Of course, they can't let them do it themselves, but Jason himself has a helicopter license, so he drove directly from the base, which is said to be the top model eliminated by the "Terminator" crew.
Jason led them across the Indian territory, and took a circle in a very original canyon, the scenery was very spectacular.
It happened to be sunset on the return journey, and the Huoshaoyun is a beautiful scenery created by nature, and the strong oil painting strokes are extremely shocking.
Rashida, who was sitting in the front seat with the best view, couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful. I must bring my lover to do it again."
"But you don't even have a boyfriend." Josie, who was hiding behind, ruthlessly broke Rashida's fantasy.
"Oh my god, Josie, you're really ruining the atmosphere!" Rashida's pink bubble burst just now, and she couldn't help shouting back, "I swear you'd better not fall in love, or I will definitely The first to laugh at you."
Josie smiled softly, and the pretty face kissed by the movie god looked more soft and dreamy under the orange sunset, and said, "Love? Compared with this, it's more realistic to think about what to eat tonight."
Tonight can only eat a light meal at the hotel.
It was already seven o'clock when we returned to the urban area. Josie took a battle bath in her room, and even ate a few bites of dinner, just wanting to sleep well.
But others don't think so.
Stacey slammed the door loudly, the bride-to-be was completely crazy, and she still didn't forget to lie on Josie's door and fake cry, and she didn't know how much fake wine she drank in the afternoon; Brittany I made myself an inappropriate hot girl outfit, and decided to take the initiative tonight instead of being a good girl—she only talked about two boyfriends, which is a miracle even among ordinary girls, let alone in Hollywood.
Rashida watched all this from the sidelines. She has never had a good impression of Stacey, who is also a minority. The difference in class values made her not only look down on the friends Stacey brought, but also feel more and more that Stacey Daisy is a crazy woman.
Crazy women are better.
In this case, it would not be Stacy's turn to be the closest to Josie.
Rashida, who was born in the second generation of stars, has a clear goal, and she knows exactly who is the real threat in this small group.
Brittany Murphy? No, this is just a silly and sweet person, and it has long been an outdated concept to lead a coquettish trio, they were not in the same way in the first place.
Obviously, the meangirl who stayed in Los Angeles was the most difficult one—but it didn't matter, Rashida thought that she was the one who was most suitable to be with Josie.
"Okay, stop shooting." Rashida folded her arms and leaned against the wall and said to Stacey, "Either you go and play by yourself now, or keep quiet and wait until Josie speaks."
Stacey was a little excited all over, and asked in a daze: "Are there any other options?"
Rashida raised her lips at her, and replied, "Yes. You can also let me throw you out now."
Stacey just wanted to yell, but the obvious threat in Rashida's eyes made her calm down quickly, and she remembered that what she was facing was the most beloved daughter of Hollywood and even the black tycoon Quincy Jones, and not something that could be done casually. An eighteenth-tier female star who bullies casually.
Her feverish mind suddenly cooled down, and a look of remorse appeared on her face.
——In the past few years, especially these two days, Josie has been so kind to her, so good that she almost forgot that she was also a ruthless character before.