Chapter 159

A silver Ferrari stopped in the underground parking lot of the building. Brad Pitt, sitting inside, turned off the fire and straightened his hair in the rearview mirror.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Peter showed a satisfied smile. At this time, he was in a very good mood, because he had just had a good night and was still immersed in it.

In the past, his wife Jennifer was very strict, and there were few opportunities for such recklessness. Pete's endurance has reached the limit, so he poured a few glasses of wine. At the instigation of his friends, he finally took this step.

At first, I felt guilty and felt sorry for my wife. However, men are still lost under each other's long legs.

But for a damn meeting, I heard that the young boss would come. He didn't want to get up at all.

As for being late, he looked at his watch. He was more than 30 minutes late. He didn't pay attention to this at all.

Now, he is not the little actor who needed a chance. He is frightened because he is a few minutes late. In his current position, it's normal to be a few minutes late. The most important person must be the last to arrive.

The big dye vat in Hollywood will make many people lose their way, especially Brad Pitt, who has a booming career and a wife envied by men all over the United States. He has long been lost in the world of paper and gold. As an actor, what's wrong with leaving behind the most basic consciousness.

Of course, he's not an idiot. Sometimes he will restrain himself, but this is relative.

For example, if the producer of this project is Disney and the director is a big director, he will certainly not make the low-level mistake of being late.

To put it bluntly, Tracy doesn't weigh heavily in his eyes. As for the director Doug Riemann, hehe, can the other party get investment without him? Obviously, the answer is No.

After locking the car and humming a tune, Brad Pitt walked slowly to the elevator.

"Hi, Brad, can I ask you a few questions?" just as he was about to press the button on the 19th floor, a voice came.

I saw a paparazzi with a work permit running towards him and almost fell in a hurry.

Brad pitton said hello to the paparazzi with a smile instead of closing the elevator door. "Hey, man, I'm in a hurry."

He seems to refuse, but in fact, he still enjoys the pleasure of these paparazzi chasing him.

The paparazzi was no one else. It was a reporter from the Hollywood daily who just asked Tracy a question and was rejected.

"I won't bother you for long, Peter. I just want to ask you if you came here with Tracy Lee. He just went up and you came."

The paparazzi just caught the key to the problem and naturally linked Brad Pitt and Tracy. They entered the building one after another. There was no such coincidence. It was easy for him to associate.

However, when he said Tracy's name, Brad Pitt obviously hesitated and reacted for a few seconds before suddenly, "ah... Ah, yes, yes. I have a project to cooperate with this young man, and he invited me to be the hero."

"Hero? Can you be more specific? There's news recently that he has made a big move and made a big investment..."

"Sorry, it's inconvenient to reveal too much. I'm really in a hurry. That's it." Peter looked at his watch, interrupted him with a smile, and immediately pressed the button on the 19th floor.

"My name is Tony, a reporter from the Hollywood daily..." the elevator door closed slowly. The paparazzi obviously shouted reluctantly. Peter could only apologize and shrugged.

A little episode, Peter didn't care so much. When the elevator reached the 19th floor, he strode out, came to the front desk, asked the location of the conference room, learned the direction, and went directly to the conference room under the charming eyes of the front desk.

"Hi, everyone, I'm sorry I'm late." knocked on the door, and Peter pushed the door in with a smile.

"I thought it was coffee. Unexpectedly, our hero came." the whole conference room was surprisingly quiet, and only Tracy responded.

Other people's expressions were more or less unnatural. Nicole saw Tracy's winking face and knew he wanted to make fun, but she wanted to laugh.

Standing at the door, Peter didn't notice the atmosphere in the conference room. He saw Tracy at the top and showed his signature smile. He didn't think Tracy's smile was strange.

He went straight to Tracy and didn't see his wife Jennifer Aniston winking at him.

No, don't say anything wrong.

Jennifer exclaimed in her heart that it was too late to stop her husband. She could only hope that he would not say too much, say too much and make too many mistakes. Although she didn't know Tracy very well, the short conversation just now let her know that the young people in front of her are difficult to deal with.

He was a proud young man with no room for half a grain of sand in his eyes.

"Hi, Li, you are really young, younger than I thought. I don't have as good luck as you at your age." when walking up to Tracy, Peter carelessly extended his hand. Tracy thought he was going to shake hands with himself and was trying to touch it, but he saw the other party's hand directly raised to his shoulder.

He patted him on the shoulder, as if an elder with a good relationship saw his younger generation.

Tracy was a little stunned, but he recovered immediately and the expression on his face was more playful.

I didn't apologize for being late. I seemed to know him very well when I met him for the first time, and there was a bad smell of wine on my body... All these performances fell into Tracy's eyes.

The word "great disappointment" is not enough to describe Tracy's mood at this time. The other side's performance was terrible. Tracy crossed him in his heart.

Even if two people are familiar with each other, shouldn't the other party be so casual on such a formal occasion and lift himself up to his face.

What's more, when they met for the first time, they didn't say they were late. They also made fun of him by their elders. This is not provocation.

In Pete's eyes, there's nothing wrong with doing this, but in Tracy's eyes, the other party is belittling him.

Tracy raised her hand and made a little effort to open the hand held by the other party on her shoulder. While Peter hasn't reacted, she smiled and said: "I heard that Mr. Peter has a very important interview today..."

Then his nose moved, as if he was smelling the smell of the other party, frowned slightly, and continued: "however, it seems that this is not the case. Are there drinks for media interviews now?"

"Interview? What interview......" Pete was stunned, so he scratched his head and muttered, "there was a paparazzi who wanted to interview me just now."

"Ha ha." Tracy sneered. If any bullshit interview is an excuse, it seems that he has been drunk so far and has not taken the meeting seriously.

Tracy was the first time to pay so much attention to a project. The other party perfectly destroyed his good mood when he came.

"Mr. Peter, you should take a bath and change your clothes. Look at your shirt." at this time, Tracy's eyes suddenly brightened, the conversation turned, stretched out his hand and pulled the white collar buried in his coat.

It turned out that I went out to fool around. Tut Tut, I didn't wipe my mouth when I stole food.

Just now, Tracy, with sharp eyes, saw a red mark on his collar, which was obviously a lipstick mark. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled out the collar.

Yu Guang glanced at Jennifer sitting over there from time to time. He really wanted to see what the other party looked like when he saw the print.

"I... ha ha ha..." Peter immediately realized that it was wrong and hid his collar in a panic.

"Peter, come here."

"Hi, honey, what's the matter." while tidying up his collar, Peter quickly turned his head and saw Jennifer frowning and waving to him.

Pete, who went downhill, hurried over to avoid embarrassment in front of Tracy. Tracy shook her head with a sneer and reminded Jennifer, "Ms. Aniston, you really should find Peter a dress. His shirt can't be worn anymore."

Jennifer didn't understand him, but whispered to her husband, "where did you go last night?"

"Drinking with friends, didn't I call you?" Peter, who was impatient and guilty, closed his collar.

"Hum, drink... Don't you know you're late?"

"Late, cut, what does it matter?"

"Have you forgotten our purpose? Bring money into the group or get box office dividends. The boy above is very dissatisfied with your lateness. Just now you still did that... You know that you will waste our efforts."

"He is dissatisfied with me? Hehe, I really don't see what he is dissatisfied with."

When the coffee was served, Tracy took a sip and motioned the director Doug Riemann to start the meeting. Pitt and his wife whispered, but he didn't care.

"Your attitude, your performance. Of course, he will be dissatisfied with you. Don't forget that this project is his. If you want to get more benefits, you can't get around him. Put down your airs and pay attention to it. He's not a good young man to deal with."

"I'm just a hairy boy. What should I care about?" Pete said disapprovingly, glanced at Tracy and continued: "I believe in your husband's ability. I'm the hero of this project. You know how much box office appeal I have. This project needs me, but what they do to me."

"You can't..."

"I'll prove it to you, Jennifer." Peter interrupted his wife with a confident face.

At this time, Doug Riemann happened to talk about the budget and sponsorship. Pete took advantage of this time, cut in and said, "excuse me, I have a request to mention..."

Doug Riemann was interrupted and looked at Pete unhappily. Tracy's eyes were also attracted.

Peter continued: "I think my contract needs to be adjusted. I hope to add box office share to my contract..."

"Are you crazy, Peter?" Jennifer was surprised and pulled Peter's sleeve hard before others reacted.

Pete ignored her and kept his eyes on Tracy at the top.

The meeting room was quiet and scary. Everyone looked at Brad Pitt like an idiot, then looked at Tracy and waited for his response.

Tracy held his chin in both hands, narrowed his eyes and stared at Peter. After a while, he slowly said, "Mr. Peter, you are so beautiful. I don't think you are very sober. I suggest you go out and turn left and go to the bathroom to wake up."