Chapter 406: Bar

WMA currently had 150 agents under its umbrella, managing the agency contracts of over 500 celebrities, including actors, singers, and athletes. On average, each agent had four or five artists under their wing.

Susan Kovacs, besides Daddario, had three other actors, all second or third-tier. The most famous among them was Jessica Chastain, who started as a TV actress and entered the big screen in 2006, playing important roles in films like "Jolene" and "Murder on the Orient Express," making a name for herself in Hollywood.

Link remembered that Jessica Chastain seemed to have played a small supporting role in the Palm Beach Pictures film "The Help." Considering that Susan and Catherine were acquaintances, it was understandable that she got the role.

Ms. Susan introduced her other artists in person, probably hoping that he would take care of them when it was convenient. Link didn't mind this. Jessica Chastain was a talented actress, and if Lionsgate had a suitable role, it wouldn't hurt to give her some consideration.

In Hollywood, connections were very important. Susan was a veteran agent at WMA, and perhaps this could help establish a good cooperative relationship with WMA.

After chatting for a while, Ms. Susan took her bag and left.

Link saw her off at the door and picked up the roses he had forgotten on the shelf, putting them in the vase on the windowsill.

Outside the window, the setting sun was gorgeous, and the glow was scattered on the street. The red roses on the windowsill looked even more beautiful against the orange-yellow glow.

"Where's Susan?" Daddario came out of the room, wiping her hair, wearing a cinched-waist suspender dress, revealing her full chest curve, slender waist, and long, fair legs below the knee.

"She's gone!"

"What were you talking about just now?"

"Of course, we were talking about you."

Link took the towel from her hand and helped her dry her hair, making her wet hair fluffy, soft, and fragrant.

"What about me?" Daddario bLinkd her big eyes and smiled.

"Susan said you're suitable for suspense films and plans to let you act in more of them, to become the queen of horror films."

"The queen of horror films? That's awful, as if I look scary. Actually, I don't like acting in horror films. If there are good movie roles, I also like to act in those beautiful and literary films. Like Anne Hathaway's 'The Devil Wears Prada' and 'Rachel Getting Married,' Scarlett Johansson's 'Lost in Translation,' and Jennifer Garner's films are also good, but I've never encountered such roles."

Daddario shrugged her fragrant shoulders.

"Then you can choose any script you like now, and I'll find a way to help you get the role," Link kissed her soft neck.

"No, after you acquired Lionsgate, many news reports said you would lose 800 million dollars because of Jennifer. I don't want to become the second Jennifer and make you lose more money," Daddario combed her hair and bLinkd her big eyes slyly.

"Don't worry, Lionsgate won't go bankrupt. I will make Lionsgate the seventh largest in Hollywood, even on par with Warner Bros. and Universal Pictures," Link hugged her waist from behind. If he hadn't measured it himself, it would be hard to imagine that a girl as tall as her, with such full curves in her chest and hips, would have such a slender and flexible waist. He could even feel her abdominal muscles through her dress.

"Yes, I believe you can do it. In my heart, you are the most powerful man in the world," Daddario touched his chin and smiled.

Link smiled gently and picked her up.

Since Daddario had just arrived in Los Angeles, he couldn't just leave after sleeping with her. He called Bob downstairs and told him that he would be staying here tonight. He also called Ms. Anna and told her his whereabouts.

Daddario was very happy to hear that he was staying overnight and pulled him out for a walk.

Link agreed to her proposal, put on a baseball cap, and under the cover of dusk, held Daddario's hand and came to the bar street in West Hollywood, also known as West Hollywood's 41st Street.

There were many cafes, bars, restaurants, and several Broadway-style theaters here. At night, it was brightly lit and one of the busiest blocks in West Hollywood.

Like ordinary couples, they held hands, carrying snacks and drinks, walking and watching, enjoying the nearby street scenery. Link found this arrangement quite good.

He had been busy with company affairs recently, from morning till night, and had to read bestsellers after returning home. He hadn't been this relaxed for a long time.

Like now, taking a walk with a beautiful woman on the street was also a kind of enjoyment.

"Do you rarely go out for a walk?" Daddario asked, holding a cup of cherry juice and holding his hand.

"Yes, I spend most of my time training and dealing with company matters. In the afternoon, when I have free time, I read books and practice piano. I rarely go out for a walk," Link looked at the passersby coming towards him, recalling that after coming to America, he indeed didn't go out for walks very often.

When Taylor was still around, he would sometimes be dragged out by her to carry bags. Later, as he became more famous, every appearance in public would attract paparazzi, which was very inconvenient. He simply stayed at home and stopped going out for leisure.

But since the online backlash last year, everyone seemed to be tired of his scandals. There were fewer and fewer scandals about him in the media, and even the paparazzi around him were decreasing.

This year, he switched to Hollywood and became the boss of Lionsgate. He was too busy with work to have time for new girlfriends, and the media didn't have new material to report, so there were even fewer reports about him.

It felt pretty good.

The two walked through a street, and as the neon lights on the street lit up, they entered a high-end bar called "The Queen," a bar that featured impersonation shows, holding one or two shows a week, imitating popular stars.

When the two entered the bar, a singer dressed and sounding like Adele was singing the title song "Someone Like You" from Adele's new album on stage.

Adele's new album "21" was released in early April and sold 374,000 copies in the United States in its first week, easily winning the Billboard album chart championship. In the second week, it sold 269,000 copies, with a small decline.

The first single, "Someone Like You," topped the singles chart for two consecutive weeks and was extremely popular in the United States.

Among the popular songs in the world music scene this year, the only song that could compare with this song was Mars' "Just the Way You Are," which won the singles chart championship for six consecutive weeks and was very popular.

Fans saw that this song was written and composed by him, and there were news reports that he wrote it for Ivanka, lamenting his deep affection as a "scumbag." Many onlookers advised him to date more girlfriends and save up more good songs.

"Honey, when will your new album be released?"

In the booth, Daddario listened to the song for a while, then turned to look at him and asked.

"August or September."

"Will it include the song 'Let Her Go'?"

"Yes, it's one of the main songs," Link said, putting his arm around her fragrant shoulder.

"Sigh, the audition failed again."

"Don't be discouraged, your acting is good, you just haven't met the right role."

"Lami, didn't you just participate in Tom Hanks and Julia Roberts' new movie? Things will get better."

"That's not called participating, that's just being an extra."

"It's not bad to be able to play a small role in a big production. Many people don't even have the chance to enter the crew."

While Link and Daddario were whispering, the voices of three people talking came from the next booth. It sounded like a few young actors who were chasing their dreams in the entertainment industry.

"The competition in Hollywood is too fierce. I went to audition for 'The Hunger Games' today, can you believe it? There were more than sixty people competing for a fifth male lead, it's too exaggerated," the person who sighed about the failed audition said.

"The Hunger Games? Is that a Lionsgate film?"

"I've also heard of this movie. I heard that Jennifer Lawrence originally passed the audition for the female lead, but Harvey Weinstein blocked it. Link was very angry and immediately spent 800 million dollars to buy Lionsgate, letting Jennifer Lawrence become the female lead again. That's so cool. If I had a boyfriend like that, I could walk sideways in Hollywood."

"It wasn't on the spot, right? I heard that Link used Twitter stock to trade and lost hundreds of millions."

"Link is so rich, a few hundred million is nothing to him."

"I met Jennifer Lawrence on set before. At that time, she was also a small actor, and we even talked a few words. Now, with Link's help, she has taken on several leading roles in a row. In two years, I'll have to call her a big star when I see her."

"Yes, no matter how good your acting is, it can't compare to having a good boyfriend."

"The competition in the film industry is getting fiercer and fiercer. Singers, models, and internet celebrities are all coming to Hollywood to make movies. It's hard for people like us who only rely on acting skills to get ahead. I also want to find a rich and powerful boyfriend."

"Keep going, gold will always shine."

Hearing the discussion of the few actors next to him, Link smiled slightly. After being a big star for a long time, he saw big stars, multimillionaires, and billionaires every day, talking about album sales, movie box office, and stock prices.

It seemed like he hadn't heard anyone talk about the hardships of ordinary people for a long time.

It was also quite interesting to listen to.

He saw that Daddario was also listening and was worried that she would be angry when she heard about Jennifer, so he asked if she wanted to go back and rest.

"Don't worry, I won't mind," Daddario said softly, pulling him.

"Really?"

"Yes, I've seen Jennifer Lawrence's movies, her acting is very good, I don't think I can act at her level."

"You're also very good, you just lack experience in big productions," Link pinched her perky nose.

"Hey, Alex, it's really you."

Suddenly someone greeted them from the aisle.

Daddario quickly sat up and looked at the person who greeted her. It was a woman in her twenties, wearing a fisherman's hat, a T-shirt, and jeans, dressed very low-key.

However, that face was very famous, with seductive eyes and fiery red lips. It was Megan Fox, one of Hollywood's famous vase actresses.

She was accompanied by a middle-aged man who looked like her husband, Brian Austin Green, also an actor, but not very famous.

"Hi, Megan! Are you here to listen to music too?" Daddario stood up and smiled.

"Yes, I came here to sit for a while after filming. Is this your boyfriend?" Megan Fox's eyes kept looking at Link, but Link was sitting in a relatively dark place, so she couldn't see his face clearly.

Daddario looked back at Link, bLinkd her blue eyes, and asked if he wanted to meet her.

Link smiled gently, put his arm around Daddario's waist, said hello to Megan Fox, and shook hands with them.

He had met Megan Fox once at the premiere of "Transformers 2," where he was invited to sing the theme song "Give Me Everything Tonight," so they were not strangers.

"Mr. Link... Baker?!"

When Megan Fox saw it was him, she exclaimed in surprise, her eyes darting between him and Daddario, giving Daddario a playful smile.

While the four of them were introducing each other, a man with an Egyptian face sat down next to them, staring wide-eyed in disbelief. He looked at his companions and asked, "Do you know who I just saw?"

"Megan Fox? I just saw her too," his companion said.

"No, it's Link, Mr. Link Baker."

"Really?"

The others also stood up and took a peek, finding that it was indeed the legendary Link Baker. They all showed surprised expressions. Who would have thought that while drinking in a bar, a billionaire and the big boss of Lionsgate would be sitting next to them?

"Damn, he's sitting right next to us. Could he have heard us talking about him just now?" the young man with the Egyptian face asked nervously.

"Lami, it's okay, we didn't say anything bad about him," his companion comforted him.

The young man named Lami recalled what he had just said and realized that there were indeed no excessive words.

He took a sip of beer and listened to the movement next door. Soon after Megan Fox sat down, she said goodbye. After two or three minutes, Link also got up and left the booth with his female companion.

Lami stared at his figure, suddenly clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and mustered the courage to walk towards him.

(End of Chapter)