Chapter 403: Three Billion Babies

DreamWorks, recently Aimo has been busy with his feet on the ground.

There were so many things to juggle, auditions, women, socializing, planning for new crews, Disney lawsuits, and the reshoots of Snow White.

"Oh, damn it, it's Jiabao, and she's here."

"Is there any shooting plan recently? Or maybe the playboy Hughes is back and wants to shoot Hell's Angels 2."

"Maybe the company has made a big move. Don't forget whose baby she is."

The sudden appearance of Garbo has caused a lot of discussion. Everyone knows her influence in Hollywood, and her perfect image on the screen is unparalleled.

But she always lives in seclusion and never shows up in the company. Even for the new film that was filmed in the past two years, the director and the crew went to talk to her personally.

In Hollywood, Garbo is undoubtedly the first sister, the goddess of the screen.

The accelerated development of sound films, as well as the ever-changing shooting techniques and rules, have caused countless big figures in the silent film era to fall one after another.

There are not many people who can enter the sound era from the silent film era, and among them, the most successful representative is Greta Garbo.

Hollywood's eternal mysterious goddess, the stunning beauty that makes people follow her forever.

"Or maybe she sensed a crisis." Someone said suddenly.

Those who heard this sentence all showed thoughtful expressions, and looked at Jiabao's slowly leaving back with meaningful eyes.

"Aymo, do you have time now?" Garbo knocked on Aymo's door, although her door was wide open, but it was due courtesy.

"I'm very busy now, yes... of course." Aymo, who was processing the documents, looked up, and immediately changed the subject after finding out that it was Garbo.

She can reject anyone, but she can't reject a box office goddess who maintains a close relationship with the big boss and is also a shareholder of DreamWorks.

"Joe, prepare two cups of coffee." Instructing the assistant to prepare the coffee, Aimo closed the door and said with joy, "Garbo, I also want to congratulate you, the hotel is very successful."

The Grand Hotel is Garbo's ongoing film, MGM-funded, starring her, and it's no surprise that it's getting Oscar attention.

"Thank you." Garbo's smile was a bit forced.

"Tell me, what makes you distressed?" Ai Mo asked doubtfully, "Could it be that you want to start a new job just after two months of rest?"

"No, it's not." Garbo shook his head and said hesitantly; "Actually, it has nothing to do with work, it's a private matter."

"Tell me, we're friends, aren't we?" Aymo sat beside her, holding her hand and worried; "There's something wrong between you and Charlie?"

"No." Jiabao didn't know what to say, she was very entangled now.

She didn't know what to do next, so she needed someone to talk to, and Aymo was the only person she could think of.

Like she said, they were friends, and they became friends after Garbo officially joined DreamWorks and moved into Beverly.

"I...I..." Looking into Aymo's gaze, Jiabao closed her eyes and said quickly as if accepting her fate; "I'm pregnant."

"Oh... Karma." The news was beyond Aymo's ability to bear, and she also realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Aymo, you want it." The assistant opened the door with coffee.

"Get out, now, don't let anyone in." Aymo put his hand on the corner of the table and waved without looking back.

The little assistant hastily closed the door and retreated out. No one, Aymo, the witch of DreamWorks, dared to make trouble when she was angry.

"Although I don't want to ask this question, I still want to say...is it his?" Aymo looked at Garbo seriously.

"I understand what you mean, but my whereabouts are all with the driver. You understand that I am not that kind of person." Jia Bao was a little angry at her suspicion, but she was not as angry as expected.

Because she also understands the seriousness of this matter, because the child in her womb, strictly speaking, may also become one of the heirs of the 3 billion empire.

"God, I...I'm so happy for you,

Jiabao, I'm really happy for you, but I think you should tell the boss the news first, I'm sure he will be crazy with joy. "

Aymo supported her head, and then supported the corner of the table with her hands for a while, constantly changing her posture, she was a little at a loss.

I really hope that when the boss hears the news, he won't be like her.

"I'm worried about whether this will affect our relationship, or, princess...there are complicated things here." Garbo is very worried about the current situation.

People are thankful for it all when the promised dream turns into reality.

But sometimes they also find that they are often not ready to meet their dreams and end up messing everything up in a hurry.

"Wait, I think I need a drink first, let me think about it." Aymo came to the wine cabinet, poured two glasses of whiskey and returned only to remember that Garbo was pregnant now.

She rarely drinks during work, but now she needs alcohol to calm herself down.

"3 billion dollars baby, this number is still increasing every day." To be honest, Aimo was a little jealous of the baby who was still in Garbo's stomach.

Even in his or her capacity, it is basically impossible for him or her to inherit a huge family business, but at least he or she can get a huge personal fund.

Based on Aymo's understanding of BOSS, he will definitely arrange these things.

It has been proven countless times to be generous with one's own BOSS.

Look at his wedding expenses, as well as the estate prepared for Garbo, luxury cars, bodyguards, detailed arrangements and his centurion joint card.

"Listen, Garbo, all you need to do now is tell the boss about this, trust me, it won't change your relationship,

But what to do next, you need to solve it together, you are the parents of this child. "

With Aimo's support, Garbo took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Yes, we need to solve this together, thank you, Aimo."

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"Are there any plans for tonight?" In the club, Lawrence ran to his office to play the autumn wind again.

Because he always has a collection of top-quality red wine here, as well as limited-edition cigars shipped from Brazil.

Of course, he already had some in his hand, but at the last family gathering, he gave those rare edition cigars as gifts to his family.

Now I can only fight Li Zitao's autumn wind, who will make him richer!

"I want to go back to Beverly." Flipping through the briefing, Li Zitao said casually.

"Come on, don't treat me like this, let's have some fun." Lawrence has been tired for a long time, and he needs to relax now

"Maybe we should go to the Maldives for a couple of days to rest and enjoy the beach, the sun, the wine and the party, oh my god, I can't believe it's been half a year since the party left me."

Lawrence's eyes widened in disbelief, and he spread his hands like a ghost. Who could believe that Lawrence Rockefeller would disappear at the party.

"Not today, Lawrence, Greta said there is something very important to tell me." Putting down the briefing he had finished reading, Li Zitao got up and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "But if you want to go, I can let my plane take you, is that okay?"