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The cool night wind blew from the west and fell on the faces of the three people, extinguishing the previous heat and making their heads stimulated by alcohol sober up a lot. Standing on the sidewalk outside the bar, James Franco stared at the fat man ten feet away, as if he wanted to continue to fight, but the body hiding behind Murphy exposed the essence of being strong outside and doing it at the same time.

The fat man shook his head hard, as if he was a little confused by Murphy, and he has not fully recovered yet.

Murphy gently patted James Franco's arm with his backhand. For some reason, Fructusan, who had originally tense body relaxed unconsciously.

With the bright street lights, Murphy looked at the fat man's cheek. The place he hit was obviously swollen. He couldn't help but shake his head. After leaving the prison, he had never fought with anyone, and he never thought that fighting was the solution to the problem. The fights in the prison were just for self-protection.

If the fat man hadn't been to smash Lanlan with a bottle of wine, Murphy wouldn't have punched him.

He probably gradually became awake, and the fat man looked at Murphy. Unlike the one who was flushed and glared in the bar, he seemed a little honest when he calmed down.

Looking at the current situation, Murphy knew that both sides' impulsive emotions had calmed down and couldn't help but nod at the fat man.

The fat man touched the back of his head embarrassedly, took two steps forward, and said to Murphy at a distance of not far or near, "I'm sorry for what happened just now, I'm impulsive."

Hearing this, Murphy looked back at James Franco. Fulanlan didn't seem to expect the other party to apologize, and she was a little at a loss for a moment.

"It's okay." Murphy is not the kind of unreasonable person, not to mention that the fat man apologized on his own initiative, "I want to say sorry to you, too."

The fat man unconsciously touched his swollen face.

"Are you okay?" James Franko walked out from behind Murphy, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No, no." The fat man waved his hand quickly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

He looked at James Franco, "I've drunk wine, so impulsive."

James Franco is a weird person, but he is not a bad person. "I speak too loudly."

He turned his head and glared at Murphy. Isn't this guy, would he say so loudly?

There were many people around him watching here, and there were also a few who followed him out of the bar, as if they were coming out specifically to watch the show. Seeing that the two sides had not yet started fighting, they even made up, there was a burst of cheers.

Seeing that Fatty and James Franko were still sticky and said that they were all their faults, Murphy walked over, interrupted the two of them, and reminded him, "Don't let someone watch the show, let's talk about it in another place."

He looked at James Franco, his goal had not been achieved yet, and suggested, "Let's go, I'll treat you to midnight snack."

"Together." He looked at the fat man's familiar face again and pointed to Mr. Zhou's restaurant not far away, "It's here, I always have to give me a chance to apologize for what happened just now, right?"

The fat man hesitated, but saw that he was in Mr. Zhou's restaurant, not in a remote place, so he finally nodded, "Okay... OK, I'll go."

Five minutes later, the three of them sat in front of a table beside the window of Mr. Zhou’s dining room.

"My name is James Franco..." Fulanlan took the initiative to introduce, pointed at Murphy and said, "He is Murphy Stanton."

The fat man's glasses were not retrieved, so he could only squint his eyes and look at the person, "My name is Seth Logan."

"Listen to your accent," Murphy asked tentatively, "it seems to be Canadian."

"I came to Los Angeles from Vancouver not long ago." The fat man touched the back of his head embarrassedly, "Come here to see if there are any development opportunities."

"Development Opportunities?" James Franko was puzzled.

"I'm a comedian."

The waiter brought a cold towel at this time. Seth Logan took it and applied it to his face, and continued in a muffled voice, "I want to come to Hollywood to explore."

"So that's it..." James Franko suddenly stretched out a hand, "Let's get to know again, I'm James Franko, you can call me Jim, an actor, and have starred in several small-budget movies."

Seth Logan looked at him in surprise and held it mechanically on his right hand.

James Franko introduced, "This is Murphy Stanton, he is a director, a family..."

He raised his right hand, pinched his index finger and thumb together, gestured a very small gesture, and said in an exaggerated tone, "This guy is also the owner of a very, very small film company."

"Hello." Murphy reached out and grabbed Seth Logan, "I'm happy to know you."

It seemed that he was not used to this formal greeting method. Seth Logan nodded blankly, "Seth Logan, a Vancouver, won the second place in the Vancouver Amateur Comedy Competition."

The waiter delivered the dishes ordered by the three of them. They ordered Western Chinese food and used knife and fork for dinner.

"I've been in Los Angeles for a while and can't find a suitable role."

During the dinner chat, Seth Logan also explained why he had such a bad temper before. "I just met an agent today and he made some disgusting requests. I had a fight with him and was in a bad mood, so..."

He shrugged.

James Franko glanced at Murphy, "I said so loudly, it was because of this guy, he insisted on letting me star in his movie."

"Hey! Hey! Jim!" Murphy knocked on the dining table and reminded, "We didn't make arguing because of this."

He looked at James Franko, who immediately remembered Murphy's words, and a little embarrassed appeared on his old face.

"You guys..." Seth Logan couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Don't pay attention to him." James Franco stuffed a piece of broccoli into his mouth and muttered while chewing, "This guy is very stingy."

"Jim, that's your fault." Murphy put down the knife and fork, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, "Have I ever said I would not give you a pay? Did I say I should deliberately lower your pay?"

Seth Logan looked at Murphy and then James Franco, confused.

Murphy picked up the water cup, took a sip, and deliberately reiterated the old saying, "You are ungrateful."

James Franco straightened his neck again. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Seth Logan next to him. He remembered what happened in the bar and returned to his stomach. He was stuffy for ten seconds before he said in a mosquito-smelling voice, "She...is she also in the crew?"

Murphy raised his eyebrows, "What do you think?"
Chapter completed!