England 1986

Chapter 43 What the hell is this request?

During this period of time, it was early in the morning, and outsiders visited again, without an appointment or notice in advance, and they were arrested.

This scene made Qiaowani very embarrassed.

Staring at the glass window where he couldn't see anything, Qiaowani stared blankly for 2 minutes, and finally heard the sound of the office lock turning.

"click"

The one who came out first was a lady with big wavy hair.

The lady lowered her head, as if she had just noticed someone standing outside the door, she smiled and nodded to Qiaowani, then glanced at the middle-aged man beside him and nodded, and then missed the man beside him. , just like nothing happened. Gone.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Qiaowani coughed dryly, tapped twice and said, "Director, a lawyer from Curry wants to see you."

"Is there an appointment? What kind of lawyer is so ignorant of the rules?!"

The voice in the office was very high at first, but when the middle-aged man named Curry appeared at the door of the office, the director's voice stopped abruptly.

It's best not to talk nonsense in front of a lawyer, because you don't know if he will sue you for any reason!

"you are."

The director waved his hand and gave Qiaowani a wink, telling him to close the door and get out of here, then quickly got up and pulled the corners of his mouth, and extended his right hand to the middle-aged man in a seemingly friendly manner.

"Hello Mr. Director, I am Curry Sloan of Jones Day Law Firm. You can call me Curry. This is my business card."

The middle-aged man named Corey Sloan held a briefcase in his left hand, and skillfully took out a silver business card case from his inner chest pocket with his right hand. With a light ding, a business card popped out of the business card case. Curry just held up the business card box and handed it to the director.

Hearing the name of the law firm, the corner of the director's mouth twitched again.

This Jones Day is one of the best law firms in the United States, ranking in the top ten!
The business scope covers four continents, and there are many elites under its banner. To use a crude description, they are all mad dogs, and they can't afford to mess with them.

In such a large law firm, each lawyer's commission is not a small amount, and it is not affordable for ordinary young actors. Even well-known actors cannot use such high-end lawyers, but today, such people stand in front of myself.

After confirming the business card, there was nothing to fake, the director introduced himself: "Hi Mr. Curry, my name is Boris, may I ask you to find me?"

"Okay. Don't be nervous, Mr. Boris. I was entrusted by Mr. Sifis, the general manager of Black Rose Media, to meet with you and find some actors. Why don't you ask me to sit down first?"

"???"

Boris's mind almost went down for a moment.

Are you looking for an actor?

media company?

What the hell is this? It is necessary to send such a big lawyer here?

Almost scared me to death!
"Ahaha, yes, I'm very sorry, please sit down, Mr. Curry, what would you like to drink?"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Boris slightly bent down and stretched out his hand, motioning for Curry to sit on the sofa.

The middle-aged man nodded, moved to the side of the sofa, and looked at the fabric sofa, especially the round, petal-shaped indentation on the sofa, and a small wet mark in the lower part of the sofa.
Curry curled his lips, glanced at Boris with a half-smile and said: "Mr. Boris is really hard."

Picking a place away from the "battlefield", Curry sat down and opened his briefcase, took out a stack of documents and put them on the table, motioning for Boris to check them out.

Boris was a little embarrassed by Curry's eyes. The incident happened suddenly just now, some details hadn't been sorted out in time, and he happened to be blocked in the office.
Picking up the file on the table, the purpose of entry is a long list of conditions, which roughly means to choose an actress, not only must the acting skills be online, but also be well-known, preferably has won a major award, and the appearance and temperament must be outstanding .

What stands out?

When it comes to elemental makeup, it is a bit rustic, but not too rustic.

After putting on makeup, it must be elegant, dignified, quiet and pleasant, and also a little bit coquettish, but this coquettishness must be limited to the inside, not too much outside.

It probably means to be coquettish from the outside to the inside, rather than wandering from the inside to the outside.

While maintaining this kind of temperament, one must be conservative, hungry, impatient, and guilty.

"???"

Who is this request?

Are you looking for a female politician who has been in the "technical" industry for 20 years, has washed her hands, got a master's degree, and finally became a member of parliament?
"This"

Seeing the embarrassment on Boris's face, Curry smiled and said, "Mr. Director, although Mr. Sifis's requirements are a bit harsh, but ... the best actors in the United States are gathered here in Hollywood, I think this should be difficult." won't you fall?"

Boris nodded with difficulty, and continued to look down. The time given to him by the other party was quite loose, and it was enough to rush to the Principality of Wales to audition around Christmas.

and many more
Principality of Wales?
What is this place?
The ignorant Boris was a little skeptical about his life when he was shocked by the things on this document.

"Mr Currie. The Principality of Wales? Yes."

"Oh! This is England! One of the kingdoms in the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, the master of Mr. Sifis is there, just treat it as England!"

"Mr. Siphis' master.?"

What and what?slave?

Tribal chief?
Boris understood what Curry said, but he didn't realize the meaning for a while.

Facing Boris' gaze, Curry still maintained that slightly arrogant smile, raised his chin slightly, and introduced solemnly: "The master of Mr. Syfys is a British family with a very old history. As for the traditional hereditary nobleman, you don’t need to know who it is, you just need to remember that I am here this time and entrusted you with this matter. If you can’t handle it properly, Mr. Boris, you will be prosecuted of."

"???"

Boris looked at the documents in his hand, and then at Curry who was sitting on the sofa.

Who would have imagined that 5 minutes ago, he was still on this sofa fighting on the battlefield and fighting the enemy bravely, and 5 minutes later, there was a damn lawyer sitting on this sofa, telling him about a servant of a nobleman somewhere in England ?Entrust him to find an actress who meets the requirements, and if he can't find it, he will have to bear legal responsibility?

What kind of robber logic is this?

I'm happy in the office and it's disaster from the sky?

Swallowing, Boris confirmed the headache request on the document again: "Give me some time, Mr. Curry, I will contact you as soon as I find a candidate."

"That's good. I'm looking forward to receiving a call from Mr. Director as soon as possible."

Curry grabbed the briefcase, looked at Boris again, and walked out of the office.

"This son of a bitch. A request issued by a servant of a nobleman. You are not a nobleman. Why are you being so arrogant like a bitch? Shit!"

After Curry walked away, Boris slammed the document in his hand onto the sofa and spat out towards the door of the office. The atmosphere just now was too depressing.

(End of this chapter)