Hollywood Secret Garden

"There's a traffic jam on the road, so I'm a little late." Michael Lohan explained, and then added: "It's just a few minutes late, I don't think it's a big deal."

Michael Lohan didn't understand why the other party's gaze made him feel a little nervous, just like he didn't understand why Angela Mason would inexplicably ask him out to have a talk, and he didn't have any intersection with this talented lady.

He knew that his daughter and Angela were very good friends and often stayed at her house.Unlike Dina, a stupid woman who only complained that Lindsay's announcements had become less, Michael still knew more or less what Angela meant to his daughter, especially when Lindsay accidentally revealed that Angela had a two-year relationship with her. The agreement, as long as she meets some requirements, the other party will write a script for her.

So for Michael, as long as Lindsay's current income can maintain his squandering and allow him to get drunk at will, he doesn't care what she does.But I didn't expect that Miss Genius would call three days ago and wanted to talk to him, and her tone was quite cold. Could it be that little girl Lindsay offended her?

The girl on the opposite side didn't bother too much about being late. After the waiter came over, she asked in an indifferent tone: "What do you want, Mr. Luohan?"

This tone made Michael very uncomfortable, and at the same time, the restrained environment made him feel uncomfortable. If possible, he would rather talk about things in a noisy bar than this kind of high-end club.

"Well...you decide." Michael Lohan twisted his body and said reluctantly.

"Coffee latte and small black tea, some delicate desserts." The girl lowered her eyelids, as if she didn't want to take another look at him.

The waiter quickly brought up the snacks and drinks, and then the atmosphere became dull. Angela slowly drank the black tea as if she didn't intend to speak first.Michael couldn't help becoming a little restless, and finally couldn't help asking anxiously after the third toast: "Miss Angela, what exactly are you looking for me to do?!"

Angela finally raised her head and glanced at him again, then slowly took out a rectangular recording pen from her handbag and put it on the round table, then pressed the switch and made a gesture of please to Michael.

"What... what is this?" Michael Lohan looked at the recording pen on the table in a daze and then at Angela.

"This is a necessary preparation to ensure the effectiveness of today's conversation." The girl in front of me said in an emotionless tone, "At the same time, it is to prevent possible evasion, slander and denial in the future."

"Shirk, slander, and denial?!" Michael suddenly felt like he was being tricked, and couldn't help clenching his fists angrily.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" His eyes puffed up. "You called me here just to talk a lot of crap?!"

"The question should be what do you want to do?" Angela looked at him coldly. The sharp gaze that appeared at the beginning made Michael feel a little guilty, as if what he was thinking in his heart had been clearly seen.

"I don't understand what you are talking about. If you can only say these words, then I will leave." He said bluntly.

"In one year, you drank a total of 137 times, with an average of 0.3 times per day; among them, you insulted your wife 52 times, and you punched and kicked 62 times. You took cocaine 26 times, marijuana 97 times, and other 43 times..."

Angela crossed her fingers on the table, stared at Michael and listed out a series of data, "Although I'm a little bit far from having a photographic memory, but considering your situation all the time, these data will only Underrated - so, please, Mr Lohan, what do you want to do?"

Whenever she read out a number, Michael's face would change. After the last sentence, he really wanted to throw the table and stride out of this ghost place.However, rationality and guilty conscience finally prevented him from doing so, he just clenched his fists tightly and glared at Angela with a flushed face: "What do you mean?!"

"It should be what you mean." Angela still had that irritating and unhurried voice, "Let's not talk about domestic violence, just relying on drug use and drug possession is enough for the public prosecutor to prosecute, and——the entire family's expenses Fifty percent of it is borne by the underage daughter... Tell me, Mr. Lohan, have you ever fulfilled your father's responsibilities?"

"Whether I have fulfilled my father's responsibility has nothing to do with you!" Michael finally understood what the other party was talking about. He grabbed the edge of the round table and growled in surprise and anger: "Who do you think you are? The President of the United States?!"

"I have to remind you, Mr. Lohan," Angela seemed to ignore him at all, and still said in that smooth tone, "everything I said is based on facts, and of course I can't care about it personally. But there are agencies that are willing to take care of this kind of thing, and I'm sure they'd love to find out."

"You are...you are..." Michael Rohan gasped and stared at Angie, "Are you threatening me?!"

"Threat? No, I call it a warning!" Angela's tone became more and more icy, "You should feel lucky, Mr. Lohan, if it wasn't for not wanting to arouse Lindsay's dislike, if it wasn't for the fact that you are always her parents , if you gave her a home, there should be a lot of reporters sitting around now."

"You are such an angel, Miss Angela, I never thought that you would care so much about the family affairs of strangers," Michael said angrily, "Maybe we should call you a saint in the future."

"She is not a stranger, she is my friend, a friend I recognize; I am not a saint, I can't control the lives of so many people, I will only focus on the people around me." Angela was active He stared at Michael Lohan with his fingers, "Then you can answer me now, what are you going to do?"

Michael opened his mouth and then closed it again. His throat moved and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His swollen eyes stared hard at the girl. While expressing his anger, he couldn't hide his guilt.

Then, Angela spoke again: "What you have to do is very simple. I don't ask you to stop drinking but at least know what moderation is. I don't ask you to give Lindsay much care but at least don't set a bad example—drugs Better not to touch it. If you can do that, I don't mind introducing you to a suitable, decent job."

Although Michael Lohan was still holding onto the edge of the round table and staring at Angela, he no longer looked aggressive or out of breath. His heavy breathing and slightly trembling arms exposed his weak heart.

The man loosened his grip on the edge of the round table. From being seen through, covering up, showdown, to the ultimatum, everything was perfectly controlled by the girl in front of him. Pulling on his tie, he panted heavily, trying to relieve the irresistible suffocation.

"Then, think about it carefully, Mr. Lohan." Angela showed a perfect smile, put on her plain eyes, picked up her handbag, got up and left.

"It's over?" Sparrow, who had been waiting for a long time, asked after Angela got into the car.

"Well, I hope it can make him calm down." Angela smiled lightly, as if she didn't want to talk more, "Let's go, Burns and the others must be very upset. I have only released EPs for two consecutive years."

Sparrow originally wanted to say something, but seeing Angela like this, he changed the subject smoothly: "Frankly speaking, Angie, if you just play music, you can release a third album on the contract. One sign."

"I'll think about it." Angela nodded and stopped talking, just glanced at the clubhouse after the car started.

There are only these things that can be done at present, and if Michael Lohan is smart enough, he should know how to do it.But Angela didn't think it would be safe. Think about how many times this guy has quit drinking, but what happened?

I want to watch her influence her to protect her and guide her until five years later, until she is 18 years old and can be independent.Angela looked at the street scene outside the window and thought silently, don't let me down, Lindsay!

The car soon arrived at Hollywood Records, and John Burns who received the call was already waiting at the front desk.

"I finally see you here again, the big star and big director are very busy." Burns shook hands with Angela jokingly.

"When did you start to speak sourly, John? If someone who didn't know heard it, they would think that I dumped you." Angela responded with the same joke.

"Honestly, if you keep going like this, you'll really dump me—us." Burns shook his head as he walked.

"It shouldn't be that serious, I still plan to continue working with you." Angela rolled her eyes funny.

"Really?" Burns asked in surprise, but then he smiled wryly and waved his hand: "Don't write a bad promise, let's find time to release your third album first."

"You know, John, this year's situation is quite special. Too many doubts made me have to give priority to finishing the production of "The Pianist." Angela shrugged, "There should be a lot more time next year."

"Then you haven't thought about using other methods to divert the public's attention? For example, releasing an excellent new album, and then holding several excellent concerts?" Burns suggested with ulterior motives.

Angela couldn't help laughing, then stopped and looked at Burns: "Tell me, John, if you are doing something and most people are questioning you, what will you do at this time?"

"As you said, speak with facts." Burns spread his hands, "This is not a conflict, is it?"

"From a normal point of view, there is really no conflict, but John, do you know when it hurts the most to be slapped?" Angela laughed, and it was a very nasty laugh.

"You mean..." Burns frowned.

"When you feel the best about yourself." Before he could answer, Angela took it on, "When they arrogantly think that the matter is over and they are right when you are finished, you suddenly slap me hard On their faces, their surprised expressions at that time are the best to see."

Burns blinked, and said after a while, "It sounds...you are really confident."

"If I was still sweating when the filming started, now I'm 80% sure to finish it according to my mind, just wait and see." Angela said and waved her hand: "Okay, today We're not here to talk about this, are we? Let's go to the recording studio first, and you should have everything I want ready."

The sole purpose of finding time to go to the record company is to record the latest EP. At first, Angela only planned to record one song, but the record company felt that one song was too small, so it couldn’t be less than last year’s EP, right?After repeated persuasion, Angela agreed to record two songs, but she only wrote one song for this EP. Knowing the lyrics and arrangement is essential.

After finishing the singing leisurely, Angela frowned. She took off the earphones after thinking for a few minutes, picked them up again, and signaled the assistant outside to play again.After listening carefully several times, Angela walked to the door frame and said to the assistant: "Alva, we have to do it all over again, my voice is a little sweeter."

"No problem, miss." Alva Kinkit, who came over to be her production assistant, shrugged helplessly.

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon." Angela said reassuringly.This piece of music has been recorded more than ten times, but Angela always feels that it is a little bit far from perfect, so it is no wonder that others have so much resentment.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Angela couldn't help being stunned, but then she walked out of the recording studio, went straight to the door and opened it, followed by a figure who jumped into her arms excitedly cried out: "Angie!"

Angela was led back a few steps before she stood still, then rolled her eyes and scratched her head: "Okay, Brit, don't be a child, I'm not your big toy."

Followed her and waved hello to Christina who came in later: "Hi, Christine."

"Hi, Angie." Christina nodded. Although she was relatively steady, she still pulled Britney back: "Dear Brit, do you want a pacifier?"

"If you have it with you now, I don't mind." Brit grimaced at his girlfriend and partner, obviously their relationship was glued to each other, otherwise they would have quarreled before.

"Why, what's the matter with the most popular girl group in America coming here to see me?" Angela teased.

Yes, the C&B group is already the most popular girl group in the United States. Since their debut in 97, they have set several records in the music world and won the love of a large number of fans.Although 1+1 is not yet equal to 2, it is infinitely close to 2 as Angela planned at the beginning, and it seems that exceeding 2 is not out of reach.Interestingly, Britney is still called Britney Spears, while Christina is called Pepper.

"Of course we are the most popular girl group, this is a clear fact." Britney said proudly, without the slightest hint of modesty.But Christina took the conversation, and then turned around: "But compared with Miss Genius, we are still far behind, aren't we?"

"Since when do you like flattering like this?" Angela showed a playful smile and frowned after her: "Didn't you release a new album at the beginning of the summer vacation? You should run around to announce it now, right?"

"Of course, we are not idle, but no matter how stressful the work is, we should take time to rest, right?"

"And I haven't seen you for a long time. We miss you very much. Otherwise, what are you doing here at the company at this time?"

"Yeah, always on the phone, email, are you really that busy?"

The two people explained and scolded each other, although there was inevitably complaints in their tone, but it was still very interesting to Angela's ears, especially when the two of them folded their arms and looked at her with their heads tilted.I heard before that if two people live together for too long, many behaviors will gradually become the same as each other. Now it seems that this statement is still valid, and there are living examples in front of me.

"Well, anyway, I won't be leaving Los Angeles for a few days. If you are free, why don't you come to my villa as a guest?" Angela said with a heartbeat.

"Visiting your house?" Britney and Christina asked in unison in surprise. After Angela nodded affirmatively, the two immediately cheered in a low voice, and then hugged Angela from left to right.

"If there are fans coming to the stage, are you also so enthusiastic?" Angela smiled and hugged them, and suddenly let out a low cry of surprise, then glared at the two of them.These two guys actually squeezed each side of their buttocks by the way, hell!Don't they know this is a recording studio!Fortunately, Alva took the opportunity to rest on the table after they came in, otherwise if he was seen...

Britney and Christina, who were giggling, gestured and told her: Don't worry, they are paying attention.This made Angela not even know who to be angry with.

At this time, the knock on the door rang again, and Angela had no choice but to shake her head and go to open the door again.Another petite figure crashed into her arms at this moment: "Angie!"

"Vivi?!" Angela looked at Avril who was smiling and hugging her in surprise.But she immediately realized that Weiwei was receiving training in the company, so it was normal for her to appear here.

"Angie, you...know each other?" Britney and Christina looked surprised.

"Of course, we've known each other for a long time, what's the matter?" Angela asked puzzled.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that the two popular singers are a little proud, it's only natural." Avril let go of Angela and noticed Britney and Christina, curling her lips.

The two of them were a little embarrassed. Britney seemed a little unconvinced and wanted to refute something, but Christina immediately pulled her back and said with a blank expression: "Yes, it's just a small misunderstanding."

Seeing this situation, how could Angela not know what happened? These three girls are all full of personality, and they are in the same record company. If it wasn't for her...

"You are all my friends, if it's not a big misunderstanding, please forget about them?" Angela coughed lightly.

The three girls looked at each other, and at last Britney took a deep breath and reached out to Avril Lavigne first: "Britney Spears."

"Christina Aguilera." Christina also extended her hand.

"Avril Lavigne." Avril shook hands with them respectively, "Nice to meet you."

"So do we," Britney and Christina said together, and all three girls burst out laughing.

very good.Angela, who saw it, nodded with satisfaction, especially Britney who was the first to express her kindness.This is exactly what she wants to see most.

I'm not an angel, not a saint, I can't control the life and death of so many people, I just care about the people around me that I can influence and are worthy of influence.