I was woken up by a faint knock on the door in the morning, and after a few vague rejections, I fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, but a ray of sunlight peeked through the gap in the curtains and fell on the head of the bed. I waved my hand to drive away the annoying light, and suddenly I remembered that there were things to do this morning, and I immediately lost my sleepiness.

I touched the alarm clock on the bedside table and glanced at it, it was eight fifty.

This alarm clock should be fine, right?

He shook it in his hand and put it to his ear.

Ta,ta,ta...

So I buried my head back into the pillow dejectedly, struggled for a while, and finally had to face reality.

I picked up the phone on the bedside and dialed a series of numbers. After I got through, I put on a bleak tone and claimed that I wasn't feeling well. So, so, so, so, and so, and finally I got over it.

I successfully escaped from work and felt very good.

I can't help but think about it.

It would be better if it could continue like this.

There is such an opportunity.

However, what she wants is true freedom, not to be a man's private possession.

He sighed secretly.

The changing mood suddenly dropped again.

I dressed and washed myself somewhat mechanically, left the bedroom, and when I was going downstairs, I happened to meet the girl who liked to wear ponytails coming out of a room holding a stack of documents. When she saw her, the girl greeted her politely: "Ms. Kinski

,Good morning."

Glancing at the door behind Jennifer, she nodded: "Good morning, where is Jenny?"

Jennifer came over and said: "She went shopping and will be back around noon. Do you want breakfast?"

"Well, thank you."

"follow me."

When they came downstairs and sat down in a small restaurant, Jennifer brought a breakfast and placed it in front of her and said: "Ms. Kinski, just put the tableware here later. If you need anything, you can call me."

"

Watching Jennifer leave, Natasha Kinski picked up the tableware and started eating slowly. The villa seemed very quiet, but she inexplicably enjoyed this feeling.

certainly.

It would be better if there were a housekeeper and a maid.

That man could buy such a big house at will without hiring a servant. What a weird guy.

There is also the matter of lodging.

I don’t know how to get him to let go. Oh, it’s so troublesome.

Now that she had put down her morning work, there was no need to leave in a hurry. After filling her stomach, Natasha Kinski remembered what happened when she went downstairs, so she came to a door on the second floor and raised her hand to knock.

After receiving a response, he opened the door and walked in.

It was a large study room, covering an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. There were many easels lined up in the room, so it looked a bit like those art classrooms in universities.

Seeing her come in, the man behind the desk who was typing on the keyboard just nodded and turned his attention to the computer screen again. She didn't make a sound, pacing like a cat and admiring the movie concepts on the easel one by one.

picture.

Batman.

She still knows this.

only.

Burning bat patterns, overturned heavy trucks, exploding buildings, ruined cities... can all of these be realized in a movie?

Unknowingly, she came to the opposite side of his desk and glanced at the man who was concentrating on his work. She dragged a chair, turned over and leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him curiously for a while, and then finally said: "This study of yours is amazing.

So unique.”

Without raising his head, Simon continued to type a string of words on the keyboard and said: "The advantage of having money is that I said I wanted some easels, so they sent a cart and the study was big enough, so I kept them all.

By the way, as a film festival judge, don’t you have anything to do?”

"I was supposed to attend a premiere in the morning, but I got up late, so I canceled it."

"The organizer will definitely consider judges like you carefully next time."

"It doesn't matter." She reached out and picked up a few pages of drawings from the desk and looked through them. "Is there really such a good billionaire who doesn't go out to fight criminals every night?"

"In reality, it probably doesn't happen."

"Definitely not. Just like the movie "Patti Hearst" we watched during the film review, the girl was kidnapped. Instead of becoming a hero, she was assimilated by the kidnapper. She is already an adult.

In comparison, I don't think a child would aspire to become a vigilante after witnessing his parents being killed, unless he is already abnormal."

Simon raised his eyes and looked at the woman opposite, and said: "Your judgment is very accurate. I also think that Gotham is a madhouse, and neither Batman nor the Joker is an exception. The only difference is that Batman can't help but do what he is doing."

What people think is right, the clown can't help but do what people think is wrong."

"oh."

Natasha Kinski responded casually, obviously not very interested in Simon's point of view. Simon also didn't care and continued to type characters on the keyboard.

The two were silent for a moment. Natasha Kinski looked at the man across the desk and suddenly said: "What about you? Westeros, what kind of person are you? I heard that you once interrupted

Five people’s legs.”

"justifiable defense."

"That's not what I asked."

"I refuse to answer such questions."

"Okay," Natasha Kinski still looked at Simon and said, "Then, what kind of person do you think I am?"

"Is there a reward for getting the answer correct?"

"If you answer it wrong, you can lend me this place to live in."

Simon glanced at Natasha Kinski's beautiful face at the peak of her beauty, and said casually: "You are an insecure person."

"Um."

"Because you lack a sense of security, you like men who are older than you. You want to be attached, but you also pursue independence and are afraid of becoming a vassal."

Natasha Kinski's eyes froze for a moment, and then she said nonchalantly: "What else?"

"You desire to be noticed in your heart, but you feel that you don't care about it. Therefore, when you really become the center of attention, you will become very anxious and often make inappropriate actions. So in the eyes of many people, you

His temper seems a bit withdrawn and weird."

Natasha Kinski stared at Simon closely and stopped talking.

Simon did not stop, and continued: "This is actually a self-destructive tendency. Maybe it is a childhood experience. You feel that you are an unfortunate person. You feel that the whole world is not worth cherishing, even if it is destroyed, it doesn't matter. You are too

You are too small to destroy the world, so you can only destroy yourself. If my guess is correct, you like to steal things, and you still haven't gotten rid of this habit even after you became famous."

Feeling the slightly playful smile on Simon's lips, Natasha Kinski pursed her lips, took out the pen that she had just picked up from her trouser pocket and threw it in front of Simon: "Okay, you caught me.

, what are you going to do?”

"Well, your skills are quite good. I just guessed and didn't catch it." Simon smiled and pushed the pen back and said, "You can take it away if you like. I rarely use pens."

Natasha Kinski picked up the pen and threw it directly at Simon, and said angrily: "Westeros, you are such a bastard."

Simon caught the flying pen and said helplessly: "Ms. Kinski, maybe it's time for you to leave. I'll have someone take you back."

Natasha Kinski sat still, still staring at Simon, and said: "You guessed everything right, so what kind of reward do you want? Do you need me to go to bed with you?"

"Unfortunately, I have no interest in a woman who is in a state of self-destruction."

"Oh, are you really not interested?"

Natasha Kinski said, stood up and began to unbutton her shirt.

Seeing this situation, Simon calmly saved the manuscript he had just written and turned off the computer.

Then he ran away.

Don't mess with crazy women.
Chapter completed!