Hollywood Director 1992.

Chapter 408 Boss, Can I Be Your Girlfriend?
After a busy day in the office, Liu Xiaoli left with a radiant smile on her face, feeling as light as cotton.

As she reached the door, she glared at him once more with her watery, peach-blossom eyes, as if complaining that he shouldn't have hit her so hard, leaving her like this and causing gossip.

Link was tickled by her charming yet fierce gaze, and he secretly sighed that this woman was more alluring and enchanting than Su Daji or Yang Guifei when she was being coquettish, making him unable to resist rekindling his passion and falling in love with her all over again.

He pretended to get up and grab someone, but Liu Xiaoli turned around, smiled, waved her fist at him, turned around, closed the door, and left.

Link shook his head and smiled.

Women used to love him, but they loved his wealth, power, status, and looks even more.

After discovering the amazing effects on Monica, everyone who went on dates with her hoped to achieve the same results—to stay young, beautiful, and have a slender figure forever.

After he agreed to have children, his girlfriends changed even more noticeably; they became more enthusiastic and cheerful, and paid more attention to him.

In the past, the close relationship between everyone and him was manifested in physical distance.

Now he can clearly feel that people are more accepting of him and completely regard him as their man.

Link had also thought about the reasons and guessed that it was the changes brought about by the children. After they became the mothers of his children, they could become his family on a legal level, a kind of identity recognition, which would make them feel more at ease and secure.

After seeing Liu Xiaoli off, Lin Ke wiped the water stains off the table, opened the folder, and continued working.

Lewinsky came in midway through the day to deliver documents, poured him tea, and even gave him a shoulder massage. He lingered in the office for more than ten minutes without leaving.

"Monica, is something wrong?"

Link put down his pen, removed her hand from his shoulder, and told her to speak from the front.

Lewinsky worked as his personal assistant for over a year and knew a lot about his private life, including how many women he had, his bra size, his penis size, and the length of his dates.

He also knew a lot about Lewinsky, including her family, her measurements (93-62-92), etc.

Their relationship was closer than that of ordinary superiors and subordinates; holding hands and giving each other massages were common occurrences.

So don't hold back when you speak.

Monica Lewinsky sat down at her desk, leaned forward, and deliberately displayed her ample bosom on the surface.

"Boss, there's something I've been thinking about that I should tell you."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"That fat bastard Harvey has been harassing me a lot lately."

"Harvey?"

Link was stunned. He hadn't expected this to happen. How could Harvey Weinstein have the audacity to harass Lewinsky?

“Boss, you know I’m Jewish too. Harvey often uses that as an excuse to invite me to our fellow Jews’ gatherings. I’ve refused many times, but he won’t give up. I suspect he has ulterior motives, not towards me, but towards you, boss. You should be careful.”

Lewinsky looked very serious.

Link frowned. He knew that Lewinsky was Jewish, but he didn't care. Several of his girlfriends were Jewish, including Jennifer Connelly, Winona Ryder, and Lisa Kudrow. There were also Jewish people in the company's senior management.

He didn't have any bad thoughts about them because of their race. He frowned as he pondered Lewinsky's words. What was Harvey's purpose in harassing Lewinsky in this way? Was he trying to deal with him this way?
From the moment he met Harvey, he remained highly wary of him. However, since Harvey and Miramax were not particularly powerful and could not affect his career, he did not deal with Harvey in advance.

Now that he's heard Harvey is harassing Lewinsky, Link feels it's necessary to give him a warning.

Without hesitation, he picked up the phone and called Harvey, asking what he wanted with Lewinsky. He said he would help if Lewinsky poached him.

Harvey stammered that everything was fine, that he hadn't chased after Lewinsky, and that it was all a misunderstanding.

Link told him, in a half-serious, half-joking tone, that he was a big shot and should be mindful of his image, and not do things that could easily cause misunderstandings.

In addition, during the filming of "Evita," he was a co-producer, so he could spend more time on the film project and less time on personal matters.

Harvey repeatedly agreed.

"Boss, you're amazing." As Link hung up the phone, Lewinsky pounced on him from the side, pressing her body against his chest muscles, her red lips raining down on his face.

"Okay, stop acting cute. This is work time. What you're doing constitutes sexual harassment."

Link patted her on the back.

"I'm going to harass you, even if you call the police, I won't let go."

"Monica, you're putting me in a difficult position."

"Then don't move, let me continue to harass you."

Lewinsky snuggled into his arms and said with a smile, "Boss, you're so domineering. I heard that Harvey is a very strong-willed and difficult person to deal with, but just now when he was facing you, he was criticized so badly that he couldn't lift his head, like a child who had made a mistake. It was so funny."

“I am in the right and of course I can do this, but Harvey is not a good person either. If he gets close to you again or does anything to harm you, tell me immediately and I will stand up for you.”

"Okay, boss, I'll do as you say."

Lewinsky kissed him again and lingered on his lap, saying, "Boss, can I be your woman too? I've been infatuated with you since the first time I saw you. I've always considered you my dream girl and haven't paid attention to any other man since. This is love, right, boss? I like you. Can I be your woman?"

Lewinsky blinked her long eyelashes, her face full of anticipation and trepidation.

Link sighed inwardly; the game had reached its most difficult part again.

“Monica, you should know that I’m a playboy with many women, while you are still young and have better options.”

"Boss, I don't care how many women you have. I only care if you can accept me. I know I'm not as pretty or famous as them, but I can take good care of you. I'll serve you tea and water, get you documents, give you massages, and warm your hands with my chest, like a personal maid. Boss, will you let me be your personal maid for life?"

Lewinsky clung to him, her pleading tone even more pronounced.

Link wanted to advise her not to jump into the fire pit, but he didn't know how to do it. He could only sigh that when a man is too outstanding and charming, he will also have a lot of troubles.
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"Damn it, Link, how dare you criticize me!"

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."

After hanging up the phone at Miramax Films, Harvey's face was ashen. He started cursing loudly at the air, using extremely offensive language.

What just happened was completely beyond his expectations.

He never expected that Lewinsky would disregard his identity as a member of his own race and tell Link about it.

Unexpectedly, after learning about this, Link did not choose to tolerate it or offer polite and tactful advice, but instead called and reprimanded him directly.

This behavior is extremely rude, impolite, and shows absolutely no consideration for his feelings.

He seems to be treated as an ordinary employee of Guess Movies, or an unknown figure in Hollywood, rather than the owner of a film company, a top producer, or a representative of the independent film circle.

This greatly displeased Harvey. He had worked in Hollywood for over twenty years, all for the sake of gaining a superior status and dignity, and for everyone to respect him.

Link's phone call made him lose face.

Harvey clenched his fists and stared ahead, his fat bulging and twitching, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying than a leper.

After a few seconds of silence, he grabbed his phone from the table and dialed a number. The phone rang a few times, but just as it was about to connect, he quickly pressed the hang-up button.

"It's not the right time yet, we can't be too impulsive."

Harvey sat down, loosened his tie, and muttered to himself.

Only two months have passed since the last shooting, and if something like this happens again, the risk of exposure is quite high.

But Harvey couldn't swallow this insult, nor did he want to. He stared fiercely at Link's photo in the newspaper.

"Don't get cocky! I swear I'll make sure you get what's coming to you."

He remembered that the 'poison pill plan' that Ovitz mentioned had not yet taken effect. When the movie was released next year and the poison pill plan came into play, he would definitely take the opportunity to retaliate.

(End of this chapter)