Charlize took Lance's arm and walked out of the main entrance of the Four Seasons Hotel with a slight pace. A royal blue retro classic car had already parked on the side of the road. The waiter in a black suit had already stood beside the car. He opened the door and welcomed the guests. Charlize's lips slightly pursed, and raised an elegant curve. There was a faint light in his eyes. He looked at Lance deeply, "So, you should not plan to take this car with Michael Fassbender, right?"

The joking teasing made Lance raise his eyebrows slightly. Not only because of this joke, but also because of the wisdom hidden behind this sentence, Charlize immediately smelled an abnormal sign, which really made people look at him with admiration, but the answer was silent and said calmly, "Why not? I think he shouldn't mind."

While speaking, the paparazzi at the door flocked up, seeing that the formation was at least two digits, and the flashes gathered together, like spotlights, covering Charlize and Lance. The two exchanged a glance, and then calmly took a step down the stairs.

The noisy voices of reporters came from his ears, "Are you two dating?", "Did you spend a good night together in the hotel?", "When did you meet?", "Do Scarlett know what's going on here?", "Charlize, what do you think of Lance?"... The sensational questions came, causing the eardrums to buzz.

Lance ignored the paparazzi at all, but took a step forward. The waiter moved away from the seat. Lance held the door of the passenger seat and made an invitation. Charlize placed his left hand on Lance's right hand, held his skirt with his right hand, and then sat in the car. Then Lance closed the door gentlemanly, and surrounded the paparazzi, bypassed the front of the car and sat in the driver's seat with difficulty. Then he started the engine and drove away, leaving only the paparazzi pressing the shutter frantically at the tail of the car.

"So, is this happening every day at your hotel?" Charlize asked casually.

Lance did not answer immediately. He immediately heard the profound meaning of Charlize's words, and turned around and showed a comfortable smile at Charlize, "It's always like this."

Since the preview of "Fruit Hard Candy", paparazzi guarded the hotel entrance almost every day, sometimes more and sometimes less. Almost everyone is curious about Lance's next trend: Should we continue to promote "Fruit Hard Candy" and occupy a place in the awards season? Or should we follow the original plan and continue the preliminary preparations for "Crazy Max 4"? Or should we regain the initiative and adjust our strategies?

In recent times, Warner Bros. and Sony Pictures have been doing things behind the scenes. The preparations for "Crazy Max 4" have encountered many obstacles, and even the recruitment of actors has encountered many difficulties. However, Lance is no longer the nameless person now. Whether it is outstanding directorial talent or excellent training ability, this has made Lance the most popular director in Hollywood, and more and more actors are eager to collaborate with Lance.

Today, Tom and Leonardo first came to the door, then Michael appeared by chance, and finally Charlize made a brilliant debut. Everything proves Lance's current appeal, especially its attractiveness to top actors, is breaking the lockdown between Warner Bros. and Sony Pictures.

Lance wants to tell the world upright that he will not only not compromise or retreat, but also strongly declare his control - "Mad Max 4" will not only not be shelved, but also everything will go smoothly.

Charlize appeared from the main entrance and allowed the paparazzi to capture the figure. Then the paparazzi could dig out Leonardo, Tom and Michael as long as they dig out. The news that New York was sent back will inevitably cause a turmoil in Hollywood. No one will win easily in this game of wits and courage, and no one will easily collapse.

Obviously, Charlize saw Lance's intention, so he had the two temptations just now. Lance did not avoid it and admitted the facts calmly.

Charlize then suddenly realized, "How did I behave just now?"

"Perfect!" Lance's answer was straightforward. Charlize's mouth curled up a curve, as if he was savoring it carefully, and then he slightly pointed his chin, "This is a good start."

It was only eight o'clock in the evening, but the night had firmly enveloped New York. The colorful neon lights slowly lit up in sight, supporting the entire navy blue sky and showing the completely different appearance of the city. The royal blue sedan was familiarly traveling through the streets, and it had arrived at its destination in just twenty minutes.

Charlize looked outside through the window, and then saw the name of the restaurant, "Jean-George". She raised her eyebrows slightly, but she didn't expect that Lance actually brought her to this restaurant. Anyone who has truly lived in the upper class of New York for a while knows that this restaurant can be said to be a Vanity Fair in New York for New York. To prove the status of a man in New York, it is to see whether he needs to make an appointment if "Jean-George".

Lance had opened the door of the passenger seat at this time, Charlize untied the seat belt, and then walked out of the car. The fluttering skirt sounded in the cool night wind. Lance changed his position quietly and stood in the wind. Charlize couldn't help but look up at Lance.

Lance handed over the keys to the parking guy and hugged Charlize and walked into the restaurant gate. Just as he made a debut, many people on the roadside looked at him, and the glimpse became a beautiful scenery in the night of New York.

The crisp sound of bells in the porch made Julia Wood look up, and then he saw the cold Charlize. The milky yellow lights in the room couldn't help but faint. Then the handsome Lance also walked out of the darkness, and the instant glory made the darkness behind him soften.

"Mr. Strello." Julia showed a polite smile and greeted her. This was not the first time she had seen Lance. About a year ago, when "Borrowing a Knife to Kill" was hit, Lance came to New York to promote and had dinner with Barry Meyer here. But when we met again, the charm of a mature man became more and more charming. Julia nodded reluctantly and looked away, "Miss Theron."

"Hopefully I didn't pick the wrong time, Miss Wood." Lance said with a smile, he did not make an appointment in advance.

It was a complete surprise to meet Charlize today, and Lance also decided to come to "Jean-George". Although there was no reservation in advance, with Lance's current name, there was no need to make an appointment. For a high-end restaurant like this, others may have to make an appointment three months in advance to wait for a seat, but they always reserve some VIP seats to prevent real VIPs from appearing suddenly. For example, when the US president appears, they can't say, "Sorry, we are full."

The curve of the corners of Julia's mouth involuntarily raised a little, and her cheeks became slightly hot, "No, of course not. We always welcome you. Please follow me." After that, Julia took the initiative to take the initiative to lead the way.

Charlize handed the coat in his hand to the waiter beside him and whispered in Lance's ear, "You probably didn't plan to have dinner here with Michael, right?"

Lance laughed in silence, "No, I don't. Michael should be more willing to choose beer with pork elbows." He also handed his coat to the waiter, hugged Charlize with his right hand, and walked forward behind Julia.

Charlize opened his mouth slightly in surprise and said bluntly, "Although I admit you are an excellent director, I don't know that you already have such energy now." She glanced at Julia's appointment book, and the whole book was full, and Lance could enter directly without an appointment. This was really...unexpectedly.

Lance frowned slightly and showed anger, "You don't even know my ability, so you volunteered to act in my work? I think I should reconsider this dinner."

Instead of panic, Charlize chuckled, "What I admire is your talent, your ability, and your talent, not your connections and status. If that is not the case, it will be much easier to find George Clooney to cooperate, right?"

This silent teasing is full of countless profound meanings, sharp but not too exaggerated, wise but not smart. I have to say that Lance looks at Charlize with admiration.

"I think some people won't be happy when they hear this." Lance was not suggesting George Clooney, but Warner Bros.

Charlize was stunned for a moment, savored it carefully, and then his lips curled slightly, "This is Hollywood, we can't satisfy everyone. We must learn to make choices, what do you think?"

"Hollywood always hates smart people." Lance's answer made Charlize's eyes flash slightly, and the faint smile surged.

Then, Lance stood behind the chair, pulled open the chair, and used his hands to invite him. Charlize did not refuse or pretentiously, "Thank you." Then he sat down. Lance walked to his position slowly, and Julia, who was standing aside, whispered, "Mr. Strello, thank you for coming tonight. I hope you can enjoy a wonderful time. Richard will serve you in the next time." After that, Julia nodded again and then turned around and left.

At this time, all the positions of "Jean-George" were full, but the location of Lance and Charlize was a high-end sofa chair with black velvet by the window. Other guests could not see their movements, but they could see every move in the restaurant. The noise of the crowd was retained, but also isolated the annoying attention, as if all the noise and disputes were gradually disappearing.
Chapter completed!