Hollywood Director 1992.

Chapter 266 Reunion in the Bathroom

"I have a tale to tell. Sometimes it gets so hard to hide it well. If I run away, I'll never have the power. I'll never have the power. Do I still have a chance?"

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

On the stage, Madonna was performing hard with her guitar, and many fans and audiences around the stage were singing along loudly, making the originally deserted music bar lively and noisy.

"Shit! This woman is acting very strange today, like a wild cat in heat. Link, is she really attracted to you?"

Quentin said, stroking his chin.

"It's possible. After all, I'm quite charming."

Link was joking.

"Don't be so proud, Madonna is a very crazy girl, I heard that many men can't conquer her, you look so good..."

He wanted to complain that Link was a thin dog and be careful of being squeezed into pieces, but he suddenly remembered that this guy worked out regularly and had a very strong physique with hard muscles. It seemed that he might not be squeezed into pieces so easily.

"Humph, having muscles is nothing. You are definitely no match for her."

Quentin said in a sour tone.

Link smiled, not wanting to argue about such things.

"Link, are you drinking here too?"

Angelina Jolie came with two non-mainstream sisters.

"Yeah, we're here to talk about work. Are you here to have fun too?"

"Yeah, there's no class today, on the weekend!"

Angelina Jolie happily squeezed in and sat down next to Link.

When Quentin saw the young and sexy Julie, his mouth turned away. This guy not only seduces old women, but also young girls. What a beast!
Madonna sang and played her guitar. She has strong singing and dancing skills, and she has a powerful aura when performing on stage.

The fans in the audience shouted along with her and twisted their waists and hips along with her.

At the end of the performance, there was warm applause and cheers from the audience.

"Hey, Link, do you like this gift?"

Madonna wiped the sweat off her face and walked through the crowd.

"Thank you Madonna, this is the best gift I have ever received."

Link hugged Madonna and thanked her.

In fact, he didn't think Madonna went on stage to sing because she had a crush on him, but rather that this woman was more capable of dealing with things.

He is now the biggest director in Hollywood, the owner of a film company, worth over 10 billion, and has a lot of resources at his disposal.

Madonna is not satisfied with the status quo and hopes to achieve some achievements in her performing career, and he is undoubtedly a good partner.

Singing on stage is a form of social interaction.

If you take it seriously, you might be played around by this woman.

"Hey, it looks like you guys have become good friends too, that's great."

Quentin said in a sour tone.

After Madonna left the stage, several actors including Tim Roth and Salma Hayek also came to the bar.

Tim Roth is a British actor who has appeared in "Reservoir Dogs" and "Pulp Fiction". His more famous work in the future is the leading role in "The Legend of 1900".

Salma Hayek is a Mexican actress who plays the leading role in Robert's new film "The Killing Trilogy".

Quentin gathered a few people to the bar to discuss the new movie "Four Rooms".

Link chatted with them for a few words, then got up and went to the bathroom on the second floor.

Because he is a celebrity, safety is very important. Before he goes to the VIP bathroom, the bodyguards have done a check in advance to ensure that he will not be blocked by fanatical fans or have private photos of him taken by paparazzi.

"Cindy, I'm going to leave for a moment."

Nicole Kidman looked at Link's back, put down her wine glass, lifted her skirt and walked towards the corridor on the second floor.

But when we arrived at the door of the bathroom on the second floor, we saw two bodyguards standing there, prohibiting outsiders from entering.

Nicole Kidman said with a smile that she was Link's friend and had something to ask him.

The two bodyguards were unmoved.

Nicole Kidman gritted her teeth and shouted inside, "Link, I'm Nicole, can I borrow your place for a while?"

"come in."

Link stood at the sink and rinsed his hands with cold water, then saw Nicole Kidman walk in from outside. She was wearing a white shirt with two buttons undone on her chest, revealing her crescent-shaped breasts. She was wearing a blue-purple knee-length skirt with a slender waist and black stockings.

I don't know how much wine she drank. There was a slight blush on her fair and delicate cheeks, and her blue eyes looked a little dazed when she looked at me. Although she was a little shaky when she walked, her high heels were still firmly on the floor, and she didn't look like she would fall.

"Hey, Link, did you expect to see me here?"

"No, it was really unexpected."

"Hmph! Cowardly man." Nicole Kidman rolled her eyes at him and walked into the cubicle.

"Bye Nicole."

Link waved his hand and prepared to leave, when suddenly there was a thump in the cubicle, followed by Nicole Kidman's exclamation of "Oops", as if she had accidentally fallen, but the exclamation was one second slower than the "thump", so it sounded unreal.

Link stopped, shook his head, turned around and walked to the door of the cubicle, and saw Nicole Kidman sitting on the toilet lid, rubbing her white ankle, looking very painful.

"Do you need help?"

Link asked.

Nicole Kidman reached out for his support, but when he walked into the cubicle, Nicole Kidman immediately stood up, pressed him against the wall, closed the door with her backhand, pressed her chest tightly against him, and climbed her arms onto his shoulders.

Link could see the look in her blue eyes gradually change from smug to sad, and the scent on her body gradually became stronger.

"Link, am I ugly? Do you hate me?"

Nicole Kidman's face was full of resentment.

"No, you're beautiful."

"Then why didn't you come out when I asked you out?"

"Nicole, you're married, this isn't appropriate."

"But I love you, I love you very much. I read your reports, your novels, your movies every day. Even the male lead in my dreams is you. I swear it's true. Do you believe me?"

There was a layer of mist in Nicole Kidman's blue eyes, making her expression even more sad and charming, like the heroine in a romance drama.

"I want to believe you, but you're Tom Cruise's wife."

"I don't want to be his wife. If I divorce him, will you accept me?"

"Of course, no playboy would reject a beauty like you."

"Really? Then you kiss me?"

Nicole Kidman closed her eyes and turned her rosy lips towards him. As long as he lowered his head slightly, he could pick this fragrant strawberry.

Link remained indifferent and took off the arm that was draped over his shoulders.

"Nicole, wait until you get divorced."

"and many more!"

When Link was about to open the door, Nicole Kidman blocked his way and laughed coldly, "Link, this is the second time you insult me. Last time I asked you out without caring about my dignity, but you rejected me cruelly. This time I asked you to kiss me, but you still refused. You don't love me at all. Since you are so cruel, I don't need to be too polite to you.

To tell you the truth, I'm not the only one here today. There's also Cindy Crawford and dozens of paparazzi. Cindy, do you know how much she hates you because her husband has become a cripple because of you? You should know it in your heart. I've made an appointment with her. As long as I scream in the bathroom, she will let the paparazzi rush in and take pictures here. If dozens of paparazzi rush in together, can your two bodyguards stop them?"

Nicole Kidman asked with a smile.

Ah~~

Just as Link was about to push the door open, Nicole Kidman let out a scream.

"What do you want to do?"

Link asked, frowning.

Nicole Kidman smiled triumphantly, lifted her skirt, and slowly sat on the toilet lid.

"I am a person with a strong sense of self-esteem. I will not let go of anyone who insults me."

"Dear Mr. Lin, please kneel down and serve me. As long as I am satisfied, I will consider letting you go this time."

Nicole Kidman leaned lazily and opened her knees with a smile.

Link looked at her bold posture and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

In the bar, Cindy Crawford looked at her watch and saw that Nicole Kidman had not come down for more than ten minutes. She looked up in the direction of the second floor, hesitated for a moment, and went up to the second floor with her bag.

At the door of the VIP bathroom, two burly bodyguards were seen, who were the people around Link.

She stroked the long hair by her ears, walked over and said she was in a hurry and wanted to use the bathroom.

Bodyguard Wallace politely turned her down, telling her the bathroom was out of order and to go somewhere else.

"It's really too late. I only need a minute."

Cindy Crawford touched her belly and acted like she was in a hurry to go to the bathroom.

"Sorry ma'am, the bathroom is broken."

Bodyguard Wallace said coldly.

"You are Link's bodyguards, right? I know Link, if you tell him I need to use the bathroom, he will definitely let me in."

“The bathroom is broken.”

Wallace remained expressionless and did not take the supermodel Cindy Crawford seriously at all.

Cindy Crawford glared at him, stomped to the stairs, and lit a lady's cigarette.

(End of this chapter)