My own war game

Chapter 418 Rebirth
"Ms. Marilyn, my help is conditional." He Chi said somewhat stiffly.

"I promise! I'll agree to whatever you want!" Monroe couldn't wait to grab the last straw.

"Don't be anxious. Listen to my conditions first."

He Chi took two steps in front of Monroe and said, "Ms. Marilyn, my condition is very simple. If you want to release certain information in the future, please make me your top priority, okay?"

A look of horror appeared on Monroe's face. She was not sure whether the man opposite her really knew something.

After a short psychological struggle, Monroe nodded firmly.

Snap! After a crisp snap of his fingers, He Chi turned and left.

"Okay, the deal is done. You take a good rest today. My treatment will start tomorrow."
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The next day, Monroe did not show up for the shoot, and Hepburn was having trouble concentrating.

After barely holding on until the end of work, Hepburn changed into her own flat shoes and ran to Monroe's residence without stopping.

She was really curious.

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!

The sound of knocking on the wooden door continued to be heard in front of the room, and Mr. Investor was sitting alone on a recliner, flipping through a pocket book.

"Mr. Bond, why are you alone here? Where's Miss Monroe?"

"Inside." He Chi tilted his head towards the room.

bump! !

There was another sound of something colliding.

It was then that Hepburn realized that Monroe was throwing things around her at the door, and it seemed that she had been doing so for a while.

"Mr. Bond, this is..."

"Don't worry. Dangerous items like glass have been taken away. There are only worthless things in there. Let her do whatever she wants with them." He Chi shrugged indifferently and turned another page of the pocket book in his hand.

"I mean, isn't it a bit too much to lock up Monroe like this..." Hepburn said uncertainly.

At this time, He Chi's expression became serious. "Ms. Audrey, you don't think that severe nicotine and alcohol addiction can be cured by pure physical therapy, right?"

"Any withdrawal reaction is extremely painful, let alone her mixed symptoms. Unless the person has extremely strong willpower, a certain degree of coercion is almost necessary. What I have to do is to ensure her safety during this process."

The reasonable explanation left Hepburn speechless, but she still asked worriedly, "So are we just going to leave her alone?"

"Of course not," He Chi said, looking at his watch, "Okay, it's almost time, let's go take a look."

The door opened and Monroe fell to the ground. The heartthrob she once was was gone. Now she was extremely irritable due to withdrawal reaction.

"I don't want to do it! I don't want to do it! This is really too unbearable, Mr. Bond, please let me leave. I want to have a drink and then smoke..." Monroe was stunned halfway through her words.

Because she saw in the trash can not far away, there were the remains of a completely burned cigarette box containing the empty wine bottle that had just been broken.

"Sorry, the agreement was agreed upon before, and I don't agree to unilateral breach of contract." He Chi shrugged. "Okay, let's adjust it now. I'll jog with you in five minutes."

"I don't!" Monroe was about to refuse loudly, but then her eyes became horrified - the man opposite was holding a small gadget in his hand, with blue arcs flashing on it.

"2.5 kilometers. This is the minimum requirement today. Please don't let me say it a second time." He Chi said with a straight face.

At this time, Monroe could only nod mechanically.

Monroe really regretted it. She didn't expect that quitting smoking and drinking would be so painful, and the man opposite her was unmoved. No matter how she lost her temper or acted coquettishly, it was completely ineffective. Once she relaxed, he would start fiddling with that electrified thing.

She ran nearly 3 kilometers almost crying, then collapsed on the bed. Of course, she fell asleep without taking any sleeping pills.

"Sir, if Miss Monroe didn't listen to your advice, what would you have done?" Hepburn asked nervously on the way back. "Of course I gave up. How could I really use that thing?" He Chi promised solemnly.

Hepburn always felt that the other party was not really telling the truth.

The next day, it was another noisy day, and then the amount of exercise increased to five kilometers in the evening.

Faced with the semi-forced exercise, Monroe was almost exhausted, and she had not taken any medication for three consecutive days.

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...

Half a month later, when Hepburn saw Monroe again, her whole state had changed greatly.

The American actress has completely gotten rid of nicotine and alcohol. Not only has her physical reserves increased, but her spirits also seem to be better. More importantly, those drugs have completely left her life.

But there are still some flaws. For some reason, before each long-distance run, Monroe has to be scolded by Mr. Bond before she can really start...

"It looks good. As long as you keep it up for a while, I believe you can completely get rid of those things." He Chi closed the record in his hand and said.

"Mr. Bond, do you mean it's over?" Faced with her free life again, Monroe felt a little lost for a moment.

"It's not impossible to end it here, but do you mind trying a new challenge?" He Chi casually threw over something that looked like a book.

Monroe took it in her hands, just flipped through it, and an incredible look instantly appeared on her face.

"Sir, this, this is..." Monroe felt her voice trembling.

"This is the script that I revised after discussing with director Houston." He Chi stood shoulder to shoulder with Hepburn.

"Although the female lead will not be changed, after our discussion, it seems that one of the actors in one direction could be more fleshed out."

He Chi smiled and looked at the American star, "Ms. Monroe, would you like to try the role of the villain?"

If someone had approached Monroe a year ago to ask her to play a villain, no matter how much the salary was, the charming lady would not have even looked at it.

But at this moment, Monroe, who got the chance again, almost cried with joy.

"Thank you! Mr. Bond, thank you! I'm sorry, I don't know what to say." Monroe said with a sob, but then she became panicked again, "But the scar on my head..."

"It's okay. We've already thought about this." He Chi put a German-style female military cap on Monroe's head, just covering the wound on her head.

The newly added female second villain, the final boss's right-hand man, the heroine's mortal enemy, and she almost killed 007 several times.

The prototype of this person is actually Metzer's female student, "Pitcher Plant" Mannia.

This is a woman who combines charm, danger and hysteria, and is also an extremely difficult role to play.

At first, Houston didn't believe that Monroe, who only acted in romance dramas, could play such a complex role well, but unexpectedly, Monroe played the role perfectly as soon as she auditioned.

She perfectly displayed her unparalleled beauty in front of people, but also her madness and mental instability behind the conspiracy in front of the camera. Especially when she expressed her crazy and forbidden love for the villain BOSS, the look in her eyes almost made everyone believe it.

"I have a feeling that Marilyn will be reborn from the ashes this time," Houston whispered to the investor.

Everything seems to be moving in a positive direction.

Until one day, something unexpected happened on the crew.

"Houston, didn't you say you wouldn't write threatening letters for the time being? How come you forgot?" He Chi complained to the director quietly while holding an envelope he had just received.

"You may not believe it, but I didn't write this." Houston replied with a unhappy look on his face.

(End of this chapter)