Demons Beside You

Chen Huan and Sha Lan were sitting in front of the open-air coffee shop. Chen Huan said disgustingly: "Just a cup of three-dollar coffee, you want me to say good things for you? Is it too cheap?"

"You want to blackmail me?" Saran looked at Chen Yan in disgust.

"Whatever you think." Chen Yan sipped a cup of coffee.

"I will remember you! You wait for me." Sharan stood up angrily and left.

Chen Ye looked at Sha Lan's back and extorted a cup of coffee, which was not bad.

Chen Yan was about to get in the car. A voice came at this time: "Are you Mr. Chen?"

Chen Yan turned his head and found that he had encountered it last time when he bought a car, but he forgot his name.

"you are……"

"I'm Paris, don't you remember me?"

"Oh, Paris, I remember."

Paris saw the car behind Chen Yi: "Mr. Chen, is this your car?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Did you not buy that Aston Martin DB11AMR in our store?"

"Hehe ... I didn't buy it. In fact, I just bought it for others. I can't afford such an expensive car." Chen Yan smiled.

Suddenly, Paris's enthusiasm was extinguished, and she glanced at Chen Yan, without any interest.

"I still have something to do, leave now, goodbye." Paris waved her hand, did not wait for Chen Kun to answer at all, and turned away chicly.

Originally thought that this Asian was a diamond prince, but he did not expect it to be a poor man.

Paris was extremely disappointed. Although she had little money, she looked down on the poor.

Paris returned to her car and the phone rang.

"Hey, Paris, where are you now?"

"I'm on my way home." Paris heard her boyfriend's phone call and responded impatiently: "Come back soon, change your clothes and get ready."

"What? What are you preparing for?"

"I got the news that great director Steven is casting for a new movie."

Paris frowned: "Is there a role for me?"

Although she is not an actor and has not acted, but in Los Angeles, no girl has no star dream, and of course Paris is also.

"No."

"Then what am I going to prepare? Anything to prepare?"

"Although there is no role for you, I heard that the heroine has been selected, and now the cast is looking for her substitute. I have shown your photos to the casting assistant director, and he is very satisfied, but he wants to personally Here is your audition. "

"You mean, let me be a substitute for the heroine?" Paris thought for a moment, hesitating.

After all, the stand-in must have no front lens and close-up. In this case, what's the point?

"That's right," said Paris's boyfriend very excited. "If you are familiar with the heroine, maybe you can find a faceless character through her."

Paris understood it, and for a long time, her boyfriend just wanted him to find an opportunity, not really consider it for himself.

"I still have my own job. What if I go to be a substitute for someone else?" Said Paris.

"Why are you so selfish? Why can't you think about it for me? If I can get a role, even a small role, I can use this opportunity to become red. As long as I become red, you won't have to work at all, I Can support you. "

"But so far, I have been raising you," said Paris.

"The past is different. How could the little directors of the past be compared with Mr. Steven, but that's Steven!"

It may be different for the actor and actress, but it is the same for a person who can't even get a passerby in the work of a small director.

Paris didn't know how she thought of the crap.

Nothing but impractical fantasies.

Every time he went to the studio to audition, he was kicked out nine times.

Then came back and yelled, saying that the directors did not understand his talents, or his performances.

All his money for food, clothing and living is his own, as well as the money he **** .. Big .. Hemp.

"Paris, listen to me. As long as you get this substitute job, there will be 50,000 dollars in compensation, and I will be able to change to a new car."

With a move in Paris' heart, the price was really not low.

But can the stuntman be paid so high?

As for saying her difficult to follow, she didn't take it seriously.

One who did nothing but knew that he was dependent on his own rice bug, and he also abandoned his car.

Back at home, Paris' boyfriend Roco couldn't wait to urge Paris to change clothes and make up.

"Changing the underwear for a **** one," Rocco said.

Paris turned sharply and looked at Rocco: "What did you just say?"

"What?" Rocco blinked.

Paris found Rocco's eyes dodging: "Is this really an interview?"

"Paris, help me, this time only this time, please, this is $ 50,000."

"Get off, get me off!" Paris was furious.

Although she is not the kind of self-disciplined woman, this does not mean that she is willing to betrayed by her own man.

This waste man completely subverted her perception of shame.

And the thin Roco, who was beaten by Paris again and again, poisoned ... Pin had emptied his body long ago.

"Paris, listen to me ..."

In a state of rage, Paris threw Rocco and all his stuff directly out of the house.

"Paris, please forgive me ... please forgive me ..." Rocco was still clapping at the door.

Paris took out the pistol from the drawer and opened the door to Roco's head: "Get out, never show up in front of me again."

Rocco directly scared his urine, and quickly begged for mercy: "Paris, I'll go. I don't want you to be impulsive."

Keeping watching Roco dragging his tatters away, Paris closed the door again.

Back inside, Paris noticed the business card on the table.

Would you like to try it?

What if you are lucky?

That's $ 50,000!

Even if the deputy director was going to bed with himself, his eyes were closed and he passed in a blink of an eye.

The feeling of being sent to another man's bed by his boyfriend is different from the choice he made.

At least Paris was sick of being betrayed by her own man.

As for saying she betrayed her body, she didn't care so much.

If that assistant director's conditions are good, maybe he can still rely on him.

After thinking about it for a moment, Paris still picked up the phone.

"Hello Mr. James, I was introduced by Rocco. My name is Paris ..."