Chapter 238: Chapter 227: Sharp-tongued_2
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This was the first time. He desperately wanted to kill the man in front of him, but no deal meant his end. The wedding date was already set, he couldnāt afford to mess it up now. So, he had to swallow his pride.
Daisy Zane glanced at a chair not too far away, found it somewhat distant, then turned her attention back to him.
She was especially good at hitting where it hurts.
Obsessed with face-saving and flaunting his power. Well, she would just grind his dignity into dust.
āI remember Best Actor Allen saying that he doesnāt value domestic films.ā Billy Allen swallowed, saying nothing.
Daisy Zane said, āActually, I wasnāt just spouting off last night, I genuinely donāt rate you as a Best Actor. You think domestic films winning awards is to console their efforts. And I feel the same, that you winning the Best Actor award is to console your unpaid acting efforts in so many films.ā
Billy Allenās fists tightened until his knuckles were white. The muscles on his face also tensed to stiffness.
Meanwhile, Joseph Allen walked toward the chair Daisy Zane was looking at.
āThe film that you won the award for, I didnāt find particularly impressive either,ā Daisy Zane glanced at Joseph Allen and continued in a gentle tone, āItās true, the production quality of domestic films has been somewhat subpar in past years. But recently, itās no worse than the international ones. In fact, I think itās even better.ā
āThatās what you say,ā Joseph Allen squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.
In contrast, Morris was having a field day. Suddenly, the air of the conference hall seemed sweetly fragrant.
Joseph Allen carried the chair over and placed it behind Daisy Zane.
Daisy Zane sat down directly, arranging her skirt as she spoke, āEveryone has different tastes, ideas, hobbiesā¦ Everyone has the right to define ābeautyā.
There is no need to belittle others just because you donāt like something. People whoā¦ā
Daisy Zane paused, looked up at him, and saw right into his heart, āPeople like that are genuinely awful.ā
Hugo Clark, hearing her words, suddenly had a change of heart about her. Two words floated into his mind. Strong and gentle.
Strong in her ability to remain unfazed by everything.
And gentle in understanding respect for differences.
Also, she was quite the smart mouth.
This seemingly cold person with few words, really knew how to hurl a stinger when confronting people.
Not only was her fighting skill good, but her witty retorts were also sharp.
She was perfectly matched with his Third Uncle.
Kevin Clark looked at Joseph Allen, then told Allonzo Hobson, āThis actor, wherever he came from, let him roll back to. I donāt want to see him domestically anymore.ā
āOkay.ā
āThe core of a movie is the story. Iāve always believed that good movies are underpinned by good stories,ā Daisy Zane continued, āNo matter how impressive the special effects, no matter how detailed the technology, it is always supported by a good story. A story gives meaning.ā
āDifferent subjects, different genres, naturally the results are different. Every country has its own highlights, thereās no need to use one characteristic to boast.ā
Now, Morris was not just thrilled, but also pumped up. Rubbing his hands back and forth. Not just letting out his anger towards Billy Allen, but also the suppressed rage for being looked down upon for many years.
āMoreover, winning awards is not the only way to prove quality,ā Daisy Zane looked at Billy Allenās disgusted expression, and gently raised her eyebrow, āSome things, everyone knows in their heart, there is no need to explicitly state, right?ā
āYesā¦ā Billy Allenās voice was like that of a mosquito.
Daisy Zane felt a bit relieved, didnāt look at him anymore, and plainly said, āIām done talking, as you wish Best Actor Allen.ā
āLady Catherineā¦ā Billy Allen did not expect that she talked so much but showed no sign of loosening up.
But as he stepped forward, Austin Allen stood in front of him and passed him his business card, āMr. Allen, about the issue of you harassing Lady Shopie, I will handle it.ā
Billy Allen glanced at his business card, then turned to Joseph Allen, āMr.
Allenā¦ā
Joseph Allen nodded to him and smiled, didnāt say anything, but lowered his head and started talking with Daisy Zane.
He told her about the dishes reserved for today, and asked if there was anything else she wanted to eat.
Austin Allen shoved his business card forcefully into Billy Allenās hand, then made a gesture asking him to leave.
Morris, the oldest, was the most childish. He didnāt wear glasses today, his eyes full of arrogance were almost driving Billy Allen mad.
He shook around in front of Billy, then gave him the middle finger, nearly triggering Billy Allen to hyperventilate with anger.
Seeing this and then looking at Catherine who was now blocked by the men, Billy Allen was reluctant but had to leave.
He had been standing here, enduring humiliation for quite a while. If he continued to stay, it would be too embarrassing.
When he left, Daisy Zane also stood up, looking in the direction he left. Morris immediately came to her, rolled up sleeves, and excitedly said,
āCatherine.ā
Daisy Zane raised her arm, wanting to put it on his shoulder. But she caught eyes with Kevin Clark standing not too far away.
She bent her arm and patted Morrisās shoulder, āFeeling better?ā
āAbsolutely,ā Morris said, āI feel like my Governor Vessel and Conception Vessel meridians are about to open up.ā
āMm. Mainly because youāre older. I was afraid venting your anger would cause health problems.ā
āYouā¦ā
Just as Kevin Clark and the others approached, Morris didnāt continue. Allonzo Hobson came over, paid homage to Daisy Zane with a fist and palm salute, āRespect to you, Lady Catherine.ā
Daisy Zane gave a faint smile.
Hugo Clark nodded as a greeting.
Kevin Clark walked up to Daisy Zane, raised an eyebrow and said, āCan I get a discount when I buy clothes next time?ā
Daisy Zane pondered for a moment, and said flatly, āYes, 12% off.ā
Kevin Clark ruffled this mischief girlās hair, then turned to look at Joseph
Allen.
Joseph Allen smiled gently, āThird Master.ā
Of course, he knew that they were together. Austin Allen told him when he was in Truro City.
To him, as long as Daisy Zane is happy, it doesnāt matter who she marries. He didnāt harbor much hope. He just hoped that she would be safe, happy, and that he could see her often.
Kevin Clark responded softly.
Joseph Allen said, āI booked a private booth upstairs, letās have dinner and chat there.ā
āOkay,ā Morris said, āI need a couple of drinks to celebrate.ā
As the group was about to head upstairs, Daisy Zane turned her gaze to the direction Billy Allen left and said, āYou guys go first, I need to use the restroom.ā
Joseph Allen looked at her, wanting to say something but decided to hold it in and look at Kevin Clark instead.
Kevin Clark looked back at Joseph Allen, and then said, āIāll go with you.ā āNo need.ā Daisy Zane put her hand in her dress pocket and said, āYou guys go first.
Kevin Clark looked at her profile and pondered for a while, āOkay. Five minutes?ā
Daisy Zane raised her eyebrow, āCan.ā
ā?????ā
Morris and the others looked at each other, not catching what the two were communicating in front of them..
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