"Hurry, Ryan, faster, you're too slow, even harder than the snails in the Sacramento Valley, we're going to miss the takeoff time of the plane!"

Laying on Ryan's back, Taylor yelled excitedly while patting his shoulder.

"Dear, you seem to have forgotten that we are going to take a private plane." Ryan lifted the little girl on her back hard, "You are too heavy, Taylor!"

"Too heavy?" Taylor's little head stretched over his shoulder. "Ryan, don't you think it's a very rude to describe a lady like this?"

"You're just a little bit now." Ryan freed up a hand and pressed her head back, "There's still a long way to go before becoming a lady."

"Hmph~ wait and see." The little girl looked dissatisfied, "When I grow up, I will definitely be taller than Nicole and slimmer than Nat!"

With this little girl who was so silly and insisted on following her to France, Ryan and George quickly arrived near the private apron that had been rented for a long time. Before he could walk to his business plane, Taylor on his back started shouting again.

"Wow, the painting of the plane has finally been changed."

She patted Ryan on the shoulder, jumped to the ground, ran to the nose a few steps, pointing to the bright red spray on it, "I announce that this plane belongs to Miss Taylor Swift from now on! Ryan, I decided not to hate you in the future!"

On the side of the pointed nose, a bright red ‘13’ number is painted, and above the numbers, the word ‘ts’ in the same color is particularly eye-catching.

This is what the little guy strongly requested after taking the plane, and both Ryan and Nicole had her mark on them.

"Dear, why do you like 13?"

Entering the plane, Ryan pressed the mischievous guy on the seat and tied her seat belt. He said, "In our tradition, this is not a good-looking number."

"That's your tradition, not mine." Taylor said indifferently.

"Okay, the skipping class king, it's about to take off." Ryan buckled the soundproof headset on her ears.

After the plane entered a stable flight, Taylor couldn't wait to untie the seat belt and take off his headset, "I hate this thing the most."

“It protects your listening and your future singing career.”

"The future is still far away. I really want to grow up soon."

The little guy held his chin and lay on the table in front of him. Ryan gently rubbed her blonde hair, took the fruit basket from the cabinet next to him, and placed it in front of her.

"Take whatever you want to eat yourself."

"I want to eat grapes." The little girl opened her mouth after a 'ah' sound.

Ryan had no choice but to peel it and put the pulp into her mouth. Taylor squinted his eyes. He seemed to be enjoying it, "Ryan, you are the best brother."

"You are the most troublesome sister." Ryan mercilessly revealed her essence.

"It's not like you who's hit people like this, okay?" Taylor couldn't help but slapped his mouth.

"Then you are the cutest sister. You can do it." Ryan shook his head helplessly, and the little girl immediately laughed, "This is almost the same."

As she said that, she jumped off the sofa chair. "Where is my guitar and banjo, as a reward, I decided to perform live for you!"

The plane slowly landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport. Ryan walked out of the airport with the sleeping little girl in his arms. When Pie Kinsley saw the two, she couldn't help but show a look of inquisitiveness.

"There's no way. She was next to you when you called that day, and she had to clamor for coming."

When Ryan held Taylor in his arms, Jinsley reminded, "You are a little too fond of her."

"Don't talk about us, you're not like this." Ryan took a driving gesture to Jinslie.

Perhaps because she has never started a family or had no relationship with children, Pi Jinsley treats Taylor very well, just like Nicole and Ryan.

"There is not enough setbacks, which is very bad for Taylor's future."

"What's wrong?"

Perhaps the shock of the car woke her up, Taylor opened his royal blue eyes in a daze, "Are we going to Paris?"

As he said that, he jumped out of his seat, lay on the window and looked outside, "This is my first time in Paris."

"Take a walk from the Champs Elysees and the Seine before returning to the hotel." Ryan said to the driver.

He and Roman Polanski met the next afternoon. After the jet lag, Ryan met the infamous director in an old-fashioned cafe.

This director, who almost died in a Nazi concentration camp in his childhood, has great fame throughout the Western world, and most of this fame does not come from his works, even if his works are outstanding and famous enough.

In Roman Polansky, there have been two incidents that shocked Hollywood and even the whole United States.

In 1969, Roman Polansky went to Europe to shoot a movie. One morning, when the servant he hired went to work in his mansion, he found that five people, including his pregnant wife, Sharon Tate, who was also a famous Hollywood movie star, were tortured and killed. The worst one was cut on his body for more than 60 times, and Sharon Tate and the baby in her belly were stabbed at least 16 times...

The murderer was the famous cult organization "Manson Family". The main messenger was their leader Charlie Manson. Although he later captured the murderer and sentenced to life imprisonment, the motive for the murderer to kill is still unknown. Many media even suspect that Roman Polans played an unlucky role in it.

Many members of the Manson family are still active in every corner of North America. They are all a group of lunatics and have assassinated President Ford.

Among Hollywood stars, there are also believers of Charlie Manson.

As for the second thing, it is the stain that Roman Polansky can never erase in his life.

Perhaps it was the pain of losing his wife and child. Roman Polans's personality is becoming increasingly dark like his works. In 1978, he seduced the 13-year-old girl star Samantha at the home of famous movie star and genius actor Jack Nicholson, and then fled to France, shocking the entire Western world.

Even now, Samantha himself has long since revoked his lawsuit. The US Department of Justice has been staring at him. Roman Polansky not only dared not return to North America, but also rarely left France, which is inconsistent with the United States, and his motherland Poland.

This is also the reason why Ryan came here specially. After all, the other party's conditions are special. If he leaves France, he may be detained by any country and then extraditioned to the United States.

In his previous life, he was placed under house arrest by Switzerland, a permanent neutral country for nearly a year and paid nearly $5 million in bail.

Of course, Ryan doesn't care about these things at all. Hollywood has never measured the achievements of actors or directors by moral qualities. Otherwise, Woody Allen would not have nominated one Oscar after another, and Roman Polansky would not have had such a huge scandal, but he could still win the Best Director Xiao Jinren, even if he didn't dare to go to the award ceremony to receive the awards on site.

"I've finished reading the script."

Roman Polanski, who was already in his sixties, sat opposite Ryan and filmed the script that was bound together at hand. "Even if I, a person who had experienced that nightmare, wrote the script that I wrote."

"Thank you." Ryan held the coffee without saying a word.

"But I don't think you are the actor suitable for Mr. Spearman." Although he knew that the person sitting opposite was a very impressive figure in Hollywood, Roman Polansky had no euphemism.

"Why? Age?"

Ryan believed that it was definitely not a matter of appearance, his hair could be dyed black, and in his previous life, Polansky's favorite actor was not Adrian Brody, but Ralph Fiennes.

That's right, it's the madman and murderous demon in "Schindler's List".

"Although others say you are a genius, you are too young. Are you familiar with that period of history? Do you have that kind of insight into life?"

"Mr. Polansky. I have participated in "Schindler's List". In the first half of the year, I went to the Avenue of Righteous People and the Holocaust Memorial in Jerusalem. I don't know less about that history than anyone else." I slowly put the coffee cup on the table, and Ryan gently pulled his knuckles, waiting for the other party's words below.

Roman Polansky shook his head, picked up the coffee cup in front of him and stopped talking.

It seemed like a waste of time to make a trip. Ryan sighed in his heart. The other party was the first choice, but not the only choice. There was no one in Hollywood. It seemed that he was going to take back the script. Hollywood or Europe, there should be many Jewish directors interested in this subject, lacking Roman? Polansky's personal experience and dark and cold style, but it was just a little trouble.

"Mr. Polansky..."

Ryan just wanted to return the script, but Roman Polansky suddenly put down his coffee cup, "I'll take this director job!"

It turned out to be a guy with a weird personality. Ryan couldn't help but complain that the other party must have made a decision before coming, but he had to make such a big circle.

"I have a few conditions, I need to explain it in advance."

"Tell me." Ryan made a gesture of asking for help.

"The location of the movie is either in France or in Poland, and Warsaw is the first choice."

"no problem!"

Even if he didn't say it, Ryan would definitely do it. He was worried that he would choose another country and that the director would be taken away before the filming of his crew was finished.

"I want all the rights of the crew including the final editing rights, of course you can send a financial supervisor."

"Nothing is wrong!" Ryan spread his hands.

"Ryan, although your script is cold enough from the perspective of Mr. Spearman, the bystander, the style I shoot will be colder and darker, and I want to explain this in advance and not to disagree in post-production."

After Ryan nodded, Polanski stood up and said before leaving, "Let your agent contact my agent as soon as possible. Before the filming of the movie begins, I need enough time to prepare for the preliminary preparations." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!