Li Wanting nodded slightly in thanks before taking a seat in the back of Jackson's Rolls-Royce, and Jackson followed suit, sitting across from her.
To be strict, they had not known each other for very long, their acquaintance not yet exceeding ten hours, and the total number of words they had exchanged was perhaps less than thirty sentences.
Yet Jackson felt that this woman from the East possessed a very special kind of charm.
Li Wanting was certainly beautiful, but not necessarily more captivating than the Hollywood actresses Jackson had encountered.
Exotic allure was one reason; another important reason was the very unique temperant of this Eastern woman, which made it impossible not to want to get closer.
Well, how should it be put? Yes, like a magnet! Whether it was a casual word, a glance, or a gesture, it all exuded attraction.
In both the East and the West, there were won of this kind.
Such won never made any excessive demands, so you could never really tell what they wanted, just that you were more than willing to offer everything you had.
Of course, Jackson wasn't at the point of writing Li Wanting a check for his entire net worth, but within the realm of possibility, he would definitely go all out to win her favor, sparing no effort in support and holding nothing back in conversation.
The Rolls-Royce smoothly entered Sunset Boulevard, and Jackson actively began to introduce the night's party details.
Bordering Los Angeles, Hollywood is a coastal area as well as a flourishing district and the stronghold of the Arican film industry, concentrating countless stars and famous figures from the film circles.
When people of the sa stratum gather in one place, various 'circles' inevitably form, and where there are circles, there are parties, designed to make friends, maintain relationships, and often, large business deals are also struck at such gatherings.
In Hollywood's circles, there are almost always gatherings, with parties happening at all tis—today belongs to so famous actor, tomorrow a producer, and the day after, a director.
The convener of today's gathering, Jerry Bruckheir, is indeed a legendary producer in Hollywood, with representative works including the Pirates of the Caribbean series, National Treasure series, and The Chronicles of Narnia series.
Coincidentally, Bruckheir worked for Disney Studios, and of course, compared to Spencer, the producer of the current Animal City project, Bruckheir held a higher position, being one of the several titans of Disney Studios.
The attendees tonight included various celebrities, among which at least four or five had won Oscar awards.
Logically, not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could attend a party of this caliber; without a sufficiently influential introducer, even the wealthy would be turned away at the door.
The Taoyuan Film and Television delegation certainly did not possess such a privilege, and even the team leader, Cai Liming, was no exception. In fact, even during Cai Liming's ti at Huashi Film Industry, he had never attended a gathering of this level; he was more accustod to attending parties for newcors who had just started making a na for themselves in Hollywood with a particular film.
In any country, beautiful won always have certain privileges. There's no helping it—it's sothing not to be envied.
After listening to Jackson's introduction, Li Wanting noncommittally said, "I hope all Hollywood filmmakers are as hospitable as you."
Jackson blinked, "Oh, hospitable? As long as they have normal aesthetic tastes, they wouldn't neglect a beauty like you."
"Thank you for your complint. If we were in the East, I would feel embarrassed."
Li Wanting smiled faintly, her gaze sweeping over a sidewalk that flew by the car window.
The Hollywood Walk of Fa.
The Hollywood Walk of Fa stretched along with Hollywood Boulevard and Vine Street, extending from Gower Street in the east to La Brea Avenue in the west, then connecting to Sunset Boulevard.
On the Walk of Fa, there are over 2,000 terrazzo stars with the nas of celebrities honored by the Hollywood Chamber of Comrce, commorating their contributions to the entertainnt industry, with each star made from a piece of terrazzo, shaped into a pink five-pointed star inlaid with bronze, and set into a charcoal-colored square.
Unless occasionally moved due to nearby construction or other reasons, the stars on the boulevard were permanent fixtures.
Seeing the flashing Walk of Fa, an image of Suming suddenly erged in Li Wanting's mind.
Hollywood, a place of glitz and glamour that turned the world upside down, wasn't most famous for the Walk of Fa, but rather for those nine white letters standing on the hillside behind Hollywood, symbolizing Hollywood: HOLLYWOOD.
Compared to the letters that stand 13 ters tall, the two thousand or so small stars on the Walk of Fa were not particularly noticeable.
At least in the eyes of tourists and the general public, those nine letters represented dazzling Hollywood stars; seeing them would bring to mind renown nas from around the world, Marlon Brando, Monroe, Al Pacino...
Then there was the young actress who couldn't bear the pressure and threw herself off the "D" letter, committing suicide.
In the ordinary world, the vast majority of those two thousand-plus small dals are unknown.
After arriving in Hollywood and rging into this circle, Li Wanting realized that the owners of those two thousand-plus small dals are the real powerhouses behind the scenes, the ones who truly dominate Hollywood, the Western film industry, and even influence the Arican Governnt.
A few months ago, Li Wanting felt that with her utmost effort, in her lifeti, she would probably only beco part of HOLLYWOOD, and might, like that actress of yesteryear, leap from a very tall building;
but Suming had given her a chance to choose, allowing her the opportunity to beco one of those seemingly unknown elites on the Walk of Fa.
...
The Rolls-Royce soon left Hollywood Town and arrived at the foot of Beverly Hills, slowly proceeding along the winding road.
Hollywood City itself was already showing signs of decline, as many celebrities and tycoons moved out of Hollywood to the nearby Beverly Hills, turning it into the most luxurious and affluent residential area in the Los Angeles region.
In 1912, with the westward migration of the film industry, Beverly Hills gradually developed into a luxurious and hidden residential area for stars, with trees hiding the paths and winding roads.
The approximately thirty-two thousand permanent residents of Beverly Hills comprise the densest population of stars and celebrities in the world, unsurpassed. Many world-renowned agencies and production companies also reside here. There are no slums, the neighborhood planning is orderly, the trees are well-placed, and each street is lined with different tree species, allowing residents to experience the beauty of birdsong and flowers throughout the year.
Out of those twenty-three thousand people, there are nearly 600 professional doctors, 250 specialists in ntal illness, and 110 psychological consulting experts, which speaks to the standard of living.
Several famous Huaxia actors own private villas in Beverly Hills; Li Wanting even laid eyes on Cheng Long's private villa, which looked quite ordinary in Beverly Hills.
The location of Bruckheir's party was in a private villa in the luxurious northern hills, which from the outside, was filled with ancient Roman style, with huge white columns supporting an archway large enough to allow four or five cars to enter side by side.
On the lawn in the yard, two purebred Andalusian racehorses were leisurely strolling with the company of a stableman.
At the party, Li Wanting saw many familiar faces that she had only seen on television or in movies.
Angelina Jolie, Johnny Depp, Will Smith, and the disheveled Keanu Reeves with a big belly and a full beard, rrily chatting and laughing loudly with the king of flops, Nicolas Cage, who was drowning in debt, by the swimming pool. A bottle of strong alcohol on the table was almost empty.
"Oh, beautiful Eastern girl, does Huaxia need Hollywood stars?" Nicolas, slightly drunk, laughed and said to Li Wanting as she passed by, "As long as the pay is good, I don't mind acting in lousy movies."
Both uncles had glorious pasts, and their acting skills had not declined due to external factors; if anything, they had beco more captivating. But the United States is a practical place, and heavy debts left them breathless. In recent years, they had appeared in a lot of terrible movies just to pay off their debts.
With his protruding belly, Keanu Reeves laughed on the side, "Count in too, but my pay cannot be lower than Cage's."
Jackson, accompanying Li Wanting, slightly frowned and was about to say sothing when Li Wanting smiled, picked up the bottle of alcohol by the beach chair, poured more for the two uncles, and filled herself half a glass. She lightly shook her glass at the two n and said with a smile, "Huaxia isn't just about lousy movies. At least our company's boss has never stooped to make one."
"Which company are you with?" asked Keanu Reeves, a bit startled.
The two were aware she was a beautiful lady from the Eastern film circle but had no idea which company she belonged to.
"Taoyuan Film Industry," replied Li Wanting with a smile.
The two uncles exchanged glances, both revealing puzzled expressions.
In Hollywood, Suming's Taoyuan Film Industry was not well-known.
"The investors behind 'Terror Animal City'," Jackson casually reminded.
"Oh!" This ti Keanu Reeves suddenly beca enthusiastic, sitting up straight from the beach chair, "I've seen that amazing movie; it's flawless. If I must point out a flaw, then I can only say it lacks a male lead who stands out in both acting and looks."
If compared by the standards of 'mature won' or 'very mature won,' Keanu Reeves would be considered a 'light uncle,' while Nicolas Cage would be a 'heavy uncle.' The lead role in 'Terror Animal City' was rather young and obviously wasn't suitable for Cage.
Seeing Keanu Reeves acting like 'it's obvious that I am the distinguished male lead with outstanding acting and looks,' Li Wanting smiled without a word, yet her gaze drifted to the chest hair covering his belly.
"Cough cough cough..." Keanu Reeves almost choked, coughing a few tis and sowhat embarrassedly said, "Well, for a professional actor, losing weight isn't difficult at all."
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