Dominating Hollywood: Starting with Scarlett

Chapter 92 Doorman Lady
  The hotel Tang De booked was near Chicago's Navy Pier. From the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you could overlook the round-arched building and the tall towers on both sides.

The filming period of the movie "Chicago" was not long, because there were not many complex scenes involved from beginning to end, but more of a dance performance in a small space.

Director Rob Marshall's name is not well-known to the audience at this time. Before "Chicago", he had only directed some lesser-known musicals, and he was even just a choreographer three years ago.

But if you mention another work of his in the future, it must be a famous one.

International Chapter, Michelle Yeoh and Gong Li's "Memoirs of a Geisha" were written by him.

It took Tang De a long time to dig out this information from the dust of his memory. In fact, he once thought about whether to write a movie script himself, submit it to major film companies, and then get the director's position to earn box office. divided into.

But an obvious embarrassing thing made his idea stop, that is, he didn't know much about various low-budget movies.

Because Tang De was only interested in movies involving women, his usual movie-watching direction obviously deviated from the public.

And even if he goes to the theater to watch a movie, his main purpose is to accompany the girl. Obviously, in that ambiguous atmosphere, he paid more attention to the girl and not much to the movie.

Except for some classic movies that he remembers, such as the first part of "Saw", yes, he has only seen one in the entire series.

Tang De's film reserves are really scarce. Since he only has a few works in his mind, he naturally has to cherish them and cannot just take them out and hand them over to major film companies for filming.

How much money he can make depends entirely on the conscience of the major film companies. When he has no name or background, it is simply impossible to make these old business gangsters bow their heads at the negotiation table.

No matter how strong the potential is that has not been proven, it is ineffective, so Tang De has no intention of letting major film companies dominate his works. He plans to wait for the further expansion of the advertising business and abundant cash flow to form a company by himself through CAA channels. Crew, invest in filming those classic movies.

Only by taking the movie into your own hands can you have more confidence and leverage when negotiating with those film companies.

So what Tang De needs to do now is to accumulate experience and connections. After all, the film industry is a whole. Although he has experience in shooting music videos, movies are different from it.

Thinking of this, his cell phone suddenly started beeping. Tang De picked it up and saw that it was Scarlett.

"My Lord Knight, look at how beautiful this night scene is!" Scarlett sent a photo. In the picture, she was wearing a sexy red lace pajamas, standing sideways and raising the mountain peaks, which made Tang De couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. .

As for the night view she was talking about, after Tang De saw it, he went to his French window and compared it with his cell phone. Yes, it was the Navy Pier.

What a coincidence, Scarlett is actually in Chicago, right next to him.

Tang De felt a fire burning in his lower abdomen.

"Miss Saint, are you planning to fall asleep?" Tang De sent a message.

Not long after, the "didi" sound sounded again.

"No, on the contrary, Mr. Grand Knight, I have to go out to attend a dinner party now and won't be back until one o'clock in the morning... Do you want to press your holy lady on the bed and whip her severely? Mr. Grand Knight, you don't have time. There are so many!”

Scarlett was still teasing as usual, and Tang De grinned and replied: "Then can you take some more night scenes for Mr. Knight to identify?"

"Sorry, you can't! Haha, Mr. Knight, it would be a pity if you can't find me. I wore very sexy underwear today."

Scarlett sent another photo, which was a close-up of her crotch. On the white and tender skin, you can see half of the lace bra and black string, making people want to explore more areas.

On the ground behind her, although it was somewhat unclear, there was a faintly gilded logo on a cup.

"Well, what a pity, Miss Saint, it seems that I won't be able to see you today... Next time, let's talk next time." Tang De took off his pajamas and put on a windbreaker.

"It seems that I won this time, Mr. Knight, hahaha."

Tang De raised the corner of his mouth and put his phone in his pocket: "Win? What a pity, I am the winner."
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  One o'clock in the morning, Four Seasons Hotel Chicago.

Agent Brian parked the car at the door and looked at Scarlett, who was wearing a black backless dress with short hair and holding a mobile phone in the rearview mirror: "We're here, the flight is at seven o'clock in the morning, don't oversleep. ”

"Don't worry." Scarlett shrugged: "What about you, won't you go back to the hotel with me?"

"No, my wife just arrived in Chicago today. I'm going to find her." Brian laughed.

"Then have a good night and don't oversleep." Scarlett returned his words to him.

"Haha, don't worry." Brian watched Scarlett get out of the car, walk into the door of the hotel, step on the accelerator, and drive away.

"Hello, welcome." As soon as Scarlett stepped into the glass door of the Four Seasons Hotel, she heard the doorman's magnetic and masculine voice.

"Huh?" Subconsciously, she felt something sounded familiar. She turned her head and found an Asian-European man in doorman clothes looking at her with a smile.

Scarlett's feet became weak at that time.

"It seems like it's the first time I've seen you." However, the actor's instinct prevented her from revealing the identity of the person in front of her, and instead acted together.

The doorman nodded, with a shy smile on his face: "Yes, this is my first time coming to this hotel."

Scarlett's throat rolled, and her eyes showed obvious uncontrollable excitement.

She took two steps forward, looked up at the tall man, and then stretched out her fingers to stroke down his chest: "Then doorman, can you go back to the room with me? I can't seem to find my room. Where is it?"

"Sorry." I never thought that the doorman took half a step back and avoided Scarlett's finger: "I have to receive other guests at the door. I can call the waiter to take you upstairs."

"No!" Scarlett couldn't control herself and whispered: "I just want you to send me up... I mean, there is a mouse in my room and I need a man to help me get rid of it." "Rat?" Door Tong looked surprised.

"Yes...a mouse, a twenty-pound mouse, and it can also punch." Scarlett was talking nonsense, and her mind was full of intense expectations of what was about to happen.

"Oh, that's too dangerous!" The doorman looked serious: "A twenty-pound rat that can punch will hurt you."

"Yes, so you go up with me." Scarlett pinched the corner of the doorman's clothes and bit her lip lightly.

"Okay, then I'll accompany you up." The doorman nodded and agreed. He signaled with his eyes to the white doorman opposite, and then followed Scarlett onto the elevator.

The white doorman said "Wow" and lamented that these rich people really know how to play and role-play.

In the elevator, the doorman kept a long distance from Scarlett, with a serious look on his face, as if he had no evil thoughts at all.

But Scarlett's thighs under the hem of her skirt had begun to rub and heat up.

This stimulating feeling made her unable to control herself, as if she would moan out in the next second.

"Ding!" Fortunately, after a while, the elevator finally opened.

Scarlett led the doorman to the door of her suite and opened the door with a card.

"Ma'am, be careful. I'll go first." Until this moment, the doorman still maintained his identity without revealing any flaws. Even his tone stayed within the normal range.

But Scarlett couldn't wait any longer.

After the doorman entered the room, she couldn't wait to follow him in and closed the door with her kick.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of conversation from the inside of the door.

"Ma'am, why are you in here? Where is the mouse?"

"Rat? Maybe it has left. Are you hungry? I still have bread here, Bala."

"Ma'am, this bread is so soft and big."

"Then do you want to eat? I can give it to you."

"Ma'am, I won't be polite. Well..."

"Oh... let me squeeze some more cream for you."

"Hiss! That's great, ma'am, your cream squeezing skills are really good."

"Thanks for the compliment, but this is just the beginning."

"Ma'am, be careful, don't let the cream spray on your clothes."

"My clothes are ruined anyway, so it doesn't matter. Wow! This cream seems to have been in the bag for a long time, and it sprayed everywhere..."

"Then, madam, it's my turn... let me clear the sewer pipes for you."

"I wish I could, oh!"

"Sorry for scaring you. Should I be gentler? The pipes in your room are indeed a bit narrow."

"No...that's it. I like the way you look when you work."

"Thank you for your love, madam. This is the best...reward as...a doorman...!"

"That's right...my Lord Knight..."

The floor of the room shook for a long time. It seemed that it was due to disrepair. The doorman Tang De had been repairing Scarlett's room for a long time.

It wasn't until dawn that he woke up from the large bed.

And Scarlett was already dressed and putting on makeup in front of the mirror.

"What time is it now?" Tang De leaned the pillow back on his head and looked at Scarlett through the mirror with a smile.

Scarlett rolled her eyes at him: "It's already half past seven, and just because of you... I missed my plane."

In fact, it was not just because of Tang De, her agent also overslept. It seems that the saying that a break is better than a new marriage is indeed very reasonable.

"Hahaha." Tang De walked to her side, touched the round shoulder, and reached down from the collar of his clothes: "So, what do you think? Do you like the punishment of the great knight?"

Scarlett pursed her lips, and her body instantly became a little limp. She leaned against Tang De and whispered: "I like it, I like it very much."

"That's good, but the great knight also has to practice in the morning, so the punishment will continue!"

"Don't... don't... slow down... close the curtains!"

(End of this chapter)