On the second day, Laila presented her plan to the higher-ups at Victoria's Secret. To her surprise, they readily agreed and seemed quite enthusiastic about it.
This left her puzzled for a while until she finally grasped the situation. Indeed, by bringing the models to the theme park, she would secure some benefits for Victoria's Secret in the future when they promoted it. However, shooting at the theme park would also allow Victoria's Secret to benefit from the exposure and buzz generated by the park.
Let's not forget that Laila's third movie, "Final Destination," was still in theaters and the new section of the park was bustling with activity. Many TV shows and newspapers visited the park for coverage. The park had become a haven for horror movie enthusiasts and adventurers alike.
From the current perspective, the theme park's popularity far exceeded that of the Victoria's Secret models. How could Victoria's Secret not be pleased with this?
With this realization, Laila could only smile wryly and quietly swallow the words of persuasion she had prepared in case of rejection. In her previous life, she had still been at a lower level, and she knew very little about many higher-level matters. In simple terms, she was still too young...
The experience was something that couldn't be accumulated without time and practice.
Having made her decision, after completing the day's shooting schedule, Laila announced the news to everyone.
The models were delighted to hear that they would be working at the theme park. How could young girls not be excited about such a thrilling opportunity?
When the agreed-upon time arrived, the models, along with Laila, exited the hotel carrying their luggage. Three vehicles were parked side by side outside, a luxurious sports car and two passenger buses.
Upon seeing their boss, Demi quickly approached and greeted her, "Miss Moran, is this arrangement acceptable?"
"It's sufficient." Laila looked at the sports car in confusion. "Whose...?" She hadn't even finished the question when Roy emerged from the passenger seat of the car.
"Hey, boss." He greeted them with a cheerful wave.
Laila furrowed her brows and walked up to him, "Aren't you supposed to be on set?"
"My scenes are done. I heard you needed a driver, so here I am to help. And I brought a friend to meet the lovely ladies." He said, gesturing toward the Victoria's Secret models with a two-finger salute at his forehead.
With his naturally handsome face and the grooming and etiquette training that Laila had arranged for him since arriving in Hollywood, Roy's act of being suave flowed effortlessly, earning approving glances and giggles from the models.
At the same time, his face, which had successfully transformed Burberry thanks to a single photograph, was recognized by the models. Being both a movie star and a luxury brand model (though Roy himself would never admit to the latter), he was certainly someone they were eager to interact with. With just that face, the girls were likely more than willing to develop more than just friendship.
Laila was about to reprimand him when another person emerged from the other side of the car. Before she could even recognize the person, she heard the models behind her scream in excitement.
"Wow! Leonardo!"
Laila narrowed her eyes, using her eyelashes to shield herself from the sun's glare. As her vision cleared, she realized that the person who had exited the car was none other than the current heartthrob, Leonardo DiCaprio, who had been in the spotlight since the end of last year.
Roy, sensing Laila's disapproving gaze, playfully raised an eyebrow at her.
"Sorry, Miss Moran," Demi said with a crestfallen face. "Is this a problem?"
It was a big problem! Laila was almost driven to madness by her absent-minded secretary. "Why did you bring them here?" She was meant to take the models to work, not to create a harem for these two troublemakers!
"But... but Roy said you instructed him to come," Demi finally realized that something was amiss.
Laila also understood what had happened. Roy, that mischievous guy, had falsely claimed to have received her instructions!
Sensing her glare, Roy, surrounded by beauties and laughing so hard his eyes became mere slits, provocatively raised his eyebrow at her.
"Never mind," Laila pinched her slightly throbbing forehead. "It's not your fault." That mischievous fellow knew exactly how to find his way here, even without permission.
Seeing that passersby were beginning to take notice, Laila immediately urged, "Everyone, get on the vehicles. We can talk inside. Do you want to block the entire road here?"
The two buses were loaded up, with the models in the first bus and Roy and Leonardo naturally joining them. Roy took on the role of the bus driver, leaving the other vehicle to the professional driver. Roy was quite clever; he knew that if he sat with the models like Leonardo, Laila would undoubtedly reprimand him.
The necessary props were on the second bus, with the makeup artists and other crew members also boarding the first bus. With a big celebrity right in front of them, how could they not take the opportunity to establish a connection? Who knew, maybe the big celebrity had grown tired of extravagant meals and was interested in trying some simple fare? Even if developing a beyond-friendship relationship was not possible, gathering some Hollywood gossip from the big star could certainly be something to brag about to others.
Laila preferred quietness, and she anticipated that the bus ride would be quite noisy, so she took Demi and headed to the sports car.
At this moment, she had no idea what expression she should wear, but she could only marvel at how the wheels of history always seemed to steer toward their intended direction.
In the future, Leonardo DiCaprio would go on to be romantically linked with Gisele Bündchen and practically had his pick among the Victoria's Secret models. He changed girlfriends at a pace faster than he changed his clothes. It was safe to say that he practically had his harem within the Victoria's Secret Angel ranks.
Now, thanks to Roy's "help," he had the opportunity to meet the Victoria's Secret models ahead of time and even get a glimpse of the future Victoria's Secret Angel, Gisele. What would happen next? Would history repeat itself, with him falling in love, or would they simply pass each other by, missing out on each other's affections?