Portia felt his face completely lost.

As for what auditions have long been left behind.

Escape the audition shed just like escape.

The audition almost crashed her.

Upon returning home, Portia felt the whole world collapse.

Portia just wanted to drunk himself.

She didn't know how much she drank.

The siren sound came downstairs.

...

"Hey, which one?" Chen Ye was unhappy when she saw a strange phone number coming in.

"Hello, may I ask Miss Posia's boss?"

"Yes, is there any problem?"

"I'm from the Los Angeles Police Department. Miss Portia is now in the police station and we want her to provide a contact. She only provides your phone number."

"She went to the police station? What did she do?" Chen Yan asked with a frown.

"She's drunk at home."

"That's not why she went to the police station."

"She was screaming in the rental house, and the neighbor thought something was going on."

Portia lived in the old-style apartment building, with a door or a wall across the neighborhood.

Basically, the voices of men and women on the bed are a little louder and can be heard by neighbors.

"Well, I'll let someone take her out."

Chen Ye also had a headache, and it was his assistant who solved the problem for the boss.

How did you get here and become the boss to solve the problem for the assistant.

"Alex, my assistant is in the police station, and you will lead her out."

An hour later, Aleks took Posia, who was full of wine, to Mingyue Mountain Villa.

Yalix came to Chen Yan and looked at Chen Yan with a skeptical look: "Chen, have you done anything to her?"

Chen Yan rolled her eyes, and Fari came out of it: "Hi, Alex, Portia? She doesn't look good."

"Aunt Portia, what's wrong with you?" Little Gelin ran out.

After all, at home, the most contacts are Xiao Gelin and Fali.

"Little Gelin, what about me?"

Aleks was very upset when she saw that Xiao Gelin did not take the initiative to say hello to herself.

"Aunty Alex." Little Gelin showed an angelic smile and opened her arms. Yaliks lowered her body. Little Gelin held her to the neck of Alex.

"You help her out, and by the way ask her what's going on."

Chen Ye did not want to participate in the issue of Portia.

Depending on her state, she is either broken in love or who is dead at home.

Chen Yan was too lazy to teach her.

Fari and Alix carried Portia into the bathroom, and Portia was still yelling, "Wine, I want wine."

It didn't take long for Chen Ying, who was watching a video in the living room, to hear Bosia crying upstairs.

After another moment, the sound calmed down.

Fallie and Alex were coming downstairs.

"How about, is she a loved one dead? Or is there a relationship problem?"

"Chen, is it really good for you to curse her family like this?"

"All right, what happened to her?"

"It seems that she ran to a movie studio to audition today, and then something went wrong, but we didn't figure it out."

"Did she get violated in the movie audition studio?"

"No, she doesn't have any scars on her," said Alex.

"Do you know what the movie's audition booth is?" Chen Yan asked.

"I don't know, but I know the address. It's in Hollywood 122."

"I'll call and ask," Chen said. "How is Portia now?"

"Already asleep."

Chen Yun thought for a while, and picked up the phone.

"Lasfa, it's me."

"Chen, I heard you went to Dongliao. I remember Donghuan's volcanic eruption. Haven't you been trapped in Dongyao?"

"The blockade has been lifted long ago, you don't know yet?" Chen Yan rolled his eyes and said, "I want to ask you something."

"Say, what's the matter."

"Do you know what movie the Hollywood 122 studio is making?"

"Interior View 122, I'll check." Rasfa said after two or three minutes of silence, "It's James' new movie" Apocalypse. "Why would you ask this question?"

"Is James' movie?"

"Yeah, don't you know?"

"I don't know ... forget it, I'll call James."

"Okay, our movie is coming soon. Do you follow?"

"Isn't this yet?"

"The premiere is on September 29. Are you and Fari going to attend?"

"Let ’s just forget it. We are not celebrities and we won't go to the red carpet."

After chatting with Rasfa for a moment, Chen Ye hung up Rasfa's phone and dialed James' phone number instead.

"James, I'm Chen."

"Chen, why are you free to call me?"

"I heard that your new movie has begun?"

"Yeah, why, do you want to come in for a character?"

"No, I had a friend audition for your crew today. When I came back, my condition became very bad. She seems to have happened to your crew. You can check it for me. I want to know what happened."

"No problem, what's your friend's name? I'll call you back."

"Portia."

After about twenty minutes, James called Chen Ye back.

This kind of thing is not difficult to check. After all, at the time of the incident, it was under the public, dozens of actors and staff at the scene saw the incident.

...

Early in the morning, Portia found herself in a strange environment.

But soon she knew where she was.

Although it was a bit broken, Portia couldn't let go of yesterday's shameful experience.

Koukou

"Posia, are you up?"

There was a voice from Fari outside the door, and Portia was not very willing to respond.

But eventually she said, "Fari, come in."

"How are you feeling, Portia?"

"Very bad, I feel like my head is going to blow up."

Portia got up and got out of bed and stretched out, "Fari, why am I here?"

"You're in the police station, and Chen has someone send you here."

"I was yesterday ... did I say anything yesterday?"

"No, you are already drunk when you come back, but it took a lot of effort to clean it for you. It didn't take long for you to fall asleep." Fari didn't want to expose Portia's wound.

Portia still felt embarrassed: "Thank you ... I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's just a trivial matter. It's not troublesome. Get up. It's better to have some breakfast." Fari said.

When Portia came to the restaurant, she found that Chen Ye and Fali's breakfast was really rich and a bit scary.

Even more abundant than the breakfast provided by the hotel, she really did not understand how much time Chen Kun and Fali spent preparing breakfast.