The Tyrant Billionaire

They chatted about movies, discussing the filming of "Leon: The Professional" and Taylor's future roles.

"Hitchcock told me that a role like Matilda is an exception and very rare. He advised me to start filming movies after I turn 18."

Hardy thought for a moment, "It's not that there aren't suitable roles for you."

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"Do you have a new story?" Taylor asked excitedly.

"Not a new story. I thought of a fairy tale. Have you heard the story of 'Beauty and the Beast'?" Hardy asked.

Taylor shook her head.

"Beauty and the Beast" is a 17th century French fairy tale by Madame de Beaumont. It wasn't widely known at the time, so it was normal for Taylor not to have heard of it.

Hardy then told Taylor the story of "Beauty and the Beast." The story was simple: a proud prince was turned into a beast by a witch, and his servants were turned into household items. The witch told the prince that only by earning a girl's true love could he break the curse. Eventually, a girl fell in love with the beast, the curse was lifted, and the beast turned back into a prince.

They lived happily ever after.

The core of the story was similar to "The Frog Prince" and "Snow White," but Taylor found it fascinating. After all, she was still a young girl who loved such prince and princess stories.

"This story would be interesting as a movie."

"There would be the cupboard general, the candelabra butler, the teapot mother, and the little teapot baby. Just thinking about it is cute," Taylor said with a smile.

Then she looked up at Hardy and said, "Mr. Hardy, if this was a castle and I was Belle, then you would be the Beast, right?"

Hardy squinted, approached Taylor, and opened his mouth wide, "Rawr~ Are you scared, little girl?"

"Mr. Beast, please don't eat me," the young girl quickly got into character, her acting skills evident.

"Unless you give me a heartfelt kiss to break the curse, I won't let you go," Hardy growled in a rough voice.

Taylor's big eyes blinked as she looked at Hardy.

Slowly, she puckered her lips and leaned in for a kiss.

Hardy was stunned and instinctively pulled back.

Taylor was still young.

Would doing this make him a beast?

Taylor's violet eyes gazed at Hardy, and she gently said:

"Director Hitchcock told me to practice my acting skills. I've never kissed anyone before. What if I have a kissing scene in a future movie?"

"Mr. Hardy, are you willing to teach me?"

...

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Hardy drove Taylor home.

Sarah felt slightly relieved when her daughter returned.

While she wanted her daughter to get close to Mr. Hardy, she still felt her daughter was too young. If anything really happened, it would be bad for Taylor.

Seeing her daughter return safely put her mind at ease.

"Elezabeth, why are you back so late? Where did you go today?" Sarah asked, sitting on her daughter's bed after she had showered.

"We spent the day at the Barbie Doll factory. Mr. Hardy had some of my designed doll clothes made for me," Taylor said happily, showing the doll clothes.

Sarah thought, Mr. Hardy really spoils my daughter.

"And then? Where did you go in the evening?"

"We had dinner and then went to Mr. Hardy's estate," Taylor said.

Sarah's heart tightened. Did something happen after all?

"We were in the backyard garden."

Sarah's heart tightened even more. Still in the garden.

"We drank tea and talked about movies. Hitchcock said it would be harder to find roles as I got older. Mr. Hardy told me a story about 'Beauty and the Beast' and said I would be perfect for the female lead if it were made into a movie. We talked about the story until it was late."

Sarah was relieved.

They were just chatting in the garden.

But then she got excited again, "Elizabeth, did Mr. Hardy say he would invest in a movie and let you be the lead?"

Taylor shook her head.

"We just talked about the story. We didn't discuss investing in a movie. Mom, you know it's not that easy to invest in a movie," Taylor said.

"Haha, of course, I know. That's why you should spend more time with Mr. Hardy, talk about movies, and maybe it will happen," Sarah encouraged her daughter.

Spend more time with Mr. Hardy.

Thinking about Hardy's teaching that night, Taylor blushed slightly and nodded, "Okay."

...

The Rocky Mountain Mineral Water Plant was finally completed, and Manager Adams invited Hardy to inspect it. Hardy, accompanied by Andy and others, arrived in New Mexico.

At the foot of the Rocky Mountains stood a massive mineral water plant. Adams introduced the facility to the group:

"Mr. Hardy, this is the raw water tank, mainly used for storing raw water and allowing large sediments and other precipitate materials to settle."

"Next, we have the multi media filters, which use multiple filtering devices to remove particles such as mud, rust, colloidal substances, and suspended solids larger than 20 microns."

"This is an activated carbon filter. Ultraviolet sterilizers."

The mineral water plant produces two kinds of mineral water, one is ordinary drinking mineral water, which is drunk directly, and the other is sparkling water, which is added with carbon dioxide and is mainly used to add to beverages and wine.

The mineral water bottles are made of glass. Plastic technology is not yet advanced; plastic mineral water bottles won't appear until the 1970s. In fact, glass bottles preserve the water better, though they are more troublesome to transport and recycle.

In the conference room,

Everyone chatted while drinking the mineral water.

"Hmm, cool and refreshing, it really has the taste of wild ice mountain spring water. By the way, does it also replenish minerals?" Andy asked.

Hardy chuckled. "Actually, it's mostly a gimmick. The difference isn't as big as you might think."

"Boss, what do you think is a suitable price for the water?" Adams asked.

This was the main topic of the meeting.

Currently, there are already several types of mineral water on the market, priced between 5 and 10 cents, about the same as a bottle of Coke or beer.

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