Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 136 - 134 Anne at Different Ages

After finishing his conversation with Catherine, Wang Jian prepared to summon Tom and Dorsey to leave the place.

That’s because the newcomers hitting on them were no longer just beauties or handsome men, but coming in pairs.

Wang Jian couldn’t help sighing at the openness of the entertainment circle as he continued to look for his companions in the crowd.

Tom was surrounded by several beauties and completely occupied; Wang Jian had no idea what he had said, but the women occasionally burst into silvery laughter.

On the other hand, Dorsey was surrounded by beauties as well, earnestly explaining something. Looking at the women’s expressions, they were almost about to cry.

"Dorsey isn’t lecturing those Broadway actresses about computer maintenance, is he?"

Wang Jian chuckled to himself, recalling some amusing stories he had heard about Dorsey.

Well, it definitely was something he would do.

"May I sit here?"

Suddenly, a clear female voice interrupted his thoughts.

"If it’s just sitting, of course you can." Wang Jian spoke nonchalantly, "But I’ll pass on any acting coaching."

"You look a bit familiar, are you..."

"A bestselling author (producer of ’Prison Break’)?" Wang Jian shook his head, silently completing the sentence she was about to say in his mind.

But the next moment, what he heard was, "Do you live in the East Coast Apartments?"

Hmm?

Wang Jian, mistaken in his guess, looked curiously at the woman sitting beside him.

He saw a young Caucasian woman wearing a form-fitting sheath dress and black stockings, with chestnut-colored hair neatly pinned up.

"I’m sorry," Wang Jian recalled his apartment neighbors, "because I’m pretty busy with work, I’m not very familiar with my neighbors."

"You live in East Coast Apartments too?"

This man, he has absolutely no impression of her?

Vera clenched her teeth and forced a smile, "I work there part-time."

"You live in apartment 419, right? That apartment is within my cleaning area."

Wang Jian thought for a moment, recalling that the apartment was indeed well-cleaned.

It certainly saved a lot of trouble for someone as clean and lazy as him.

"Oh, well, thanks for that." He picked up a beer and clinked glasses with her, "What brings you here, are you accompanying a friend?"

"Yes." Vera sipped her beer, "My friend mentioned that the author of the novel ’Harem’ would be at the party."

"I love that work and wanted to get an autograph," she sighed regretfully, "but with so many people, who knows who it actually is!"

Having been influenced by Lynn, the current Wang Jian was definitely no angel.

"’Harem’?" He looked puzzledly at Vera, "I haven’t seen it in bookstores."

Vera was completely unprepared for Wang Jian’s reaction.

Damn man, pretending in front of me!

With an adoring expression and in a sincere tone, she said: "This work hasn’t been published physically yet, it’s been posted on a website."

"It’s said that the author of ’Harem’ invested in creating a website specifically for literature enthusiasts to publish their works."

She brushed her hair beside her ear, her blue eyes fixed on Wang Jian, "I think such a man is truly great, he really loves literature!"

Wang Jian nodded in agreement, "Yes, in this materialistic New York City, such people are indeed rare."

This man’s shamelessness!

Vera was momentarily speechless.

Just then, Naomi came out of the bedroom.

Hmph, super tight sleeveless mini dress, 4-inch heels.

This time, she was really going all out!

Wang Jian, right? Why aren’t you bowing at the hem of my dress and graciously offering me the role of Anne Boleyn?

But suddenly, she noticed a woman sitting on the sofa, leaning forward trying to seduce Wang Jian.

"Bitch!" Naomi squeezed the word out between her teeth. "How dare she flirt with my target on my turf?"

She smoothed her slightly curly blonde hair with her hand and took a deep breath, walking over with measured steps.

"Wang, what are you talking about that’s making you so happy?" She sat down right next to her target. "Who is this lady? Can you introduce us?"

Vera glanced at the woman who had suddenly appeared and recognized her immediately.

"Naomi Watts, isn’t she the one who became famous only because of ’Prison Break’? It seems she indeed has something to do with this Wang!"

"You made it big, why can’t I?"

She smiled and extended her hand. "Vera Farmiga, a Broadway actress."

"Oh, an actress!" Naomi let out a long sigh. "Just don’t know what roles you’ve played, huh?"

"Sigh, Broadway is tough, isn’t it? Seeing this place as a stepping stone to stardom, I’ve seen too many women try it."

She bent down and poured a beer at an angle that Wang Jian could clearly see.

"Moreover, many young women, to become famous, really go out of their way!"

"Yes," Vera sighed along. "All these girls are ambitious and young and beautiful, just like Anne Boleyn."

She glanced at Wang Jian. "By the way, Miss Naomi, you were born in 1968, so you should be...28 years old this year?"

"28 years old, for an actress, is indeed not considered young."

"Anne Boleyn?" Naomi tensed up when she heard that name.

She stole a glance at Wang Jian.

Seeing women catfight again, Wang Jian felt completely different from how he felt on Christmas Eve.

Those three women had a certain relationship with him, but as for these two actresses...

Heh, just enjoy the show.

"Just now, Miss Vera was discussing with me the author of ’Harem’ and its main character, Anne Boleyn."

So she was also here for Anne Boleyn!

Naomi slightly leaned in, resting against Wang Jian.

"But in the book, the young Anne Boleyn still harbored fantasies," her hand inching closer to Wang Jian’s arm. "As she grew up, she was willing to pay any price to achieve her goals."

"Am I right, Wang?"

Wang Jian shrugged his shoulders and turned his gaze back to Vera Farmiga.

To be honest, compared to ’Empresses in the Palace’ in his mind, ’Harem Boleyn Family’ was only half written.

If this project were successfully adapted, then preparations for a second season would be needed.

So really, watching a catfight could totally be considered gathering material...

"But the young Anne Boleyn was content being a mistress, whereas later, she wanted to become queen."

"Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself."

"I was born in 1973, just turned 23 this year." Vera smiled slightly.

Indeed, the comparison of ages is absolutely the most crucial matter for women.

At this point, Naomi was completely leaning against Wang Jian, hoping to use the man to prove her charm was still intact.

And Vera Farmiga, smiling as she drank her beer, subtly let her high-heeled foot creep up Wang Jian’s leg.

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