Chapter 183

Just then, a knock came at the door.

"Come in."

The door opened, and Chen Mo walked in from outside.

Upon entering and seeing the younger Downey, Chen Mo immediately raised an eyebrow.

What a coincidence!

Jon hurriedly stood up and said politely, "Chen... how did you get here?"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "I came over to take a look."

As he spoke, Chen Mo walked up to Downey, smiled, and extended his hand, saying, "Hello, Mr. Downey. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm a fan of yours. I've seen your film *Chaplin*, and I really liked your performance."

Indeed, the younger Downey had starred in the film *Chaplin*. He had been nominated for the Academy Award for Best Actor for that very role. Although he didn't win, it made him famous, but later he ruined his own career and ended up in prison.

Looking at the hand Chen Mo extended, Downey felt a sense of being flattered!

He had once been infinitely glorious, but that was only in the past.

Having hit walls everywhere over the past two years, he already knew he was no longer the A-list actor he once was. Many people looked down on him, but he hadn't expected this Hollywood A-list star in front of him to be so polite to him.

It should be said, so respectful to him!

This gave Downey a very good impression of Chen Mo.

"Hello, Chen Mo. Thank you for your appreciation. I've also seen your films, and I like them very much."

The younger Downey hurriedly extended his hand.

Chen Mo smiled.

He then looked the younger Downey up and down, comparing him in his mind to the future Iron Man, and the two images gradually merged.

"Hey, Mr. Downey, could you say a line for me?"

Chen Mo said suddenly.

Downey was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and nodded, saying, "Of course."

Chen Mo said, "Say this now: I am Iron Man."

After hearing this, the younger Downey thought for a moment, then straightened his back, adopted a somewhat arrogant tone, and recited that classic line from Marvel.

"I am Iron Man!"

Hearing the younger Downey's words, Chen Mo smiled and nodded.

"Good, you are Iron Man."

"What?"

The younger Downey widened his eyes in disbelief.

"However, if you want to play Iron Man, you need to sign with our Momo Company and become a contracted actor. I'll have someone bring the contract over later. Mr. Downey, you can decide whether to sign after reading it."

Chen Mo said to himself.

Downey snapped out of it and hurriedly nodded, "Okay."

Then Chen Mo had a staff member bring the contract. Once it arrived, Downey took it and began to read.

The contract term was 20 years, and the compensation and profit-sharing were very good compared to other Hollywood companies. As for the breach of contract penalty, it was 1 billion USD.

Apart from the contract duration and the high penalty, there were no other issues.

Downey signed the contract without hesitation.

After signing the contract, Chen Mo smiled and extended his hand.

"Welcome to Momo Company."

The younger Downey squeezed out a smile and said, "Thank you."

After shaking hands, they let go.

Then, after chatting with the younger Downey for a while, Chen Mo went to the post-production department to check on the progress of *Harry Potter 6*. After that, he left the company and took a car back to the hotel.

As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Chen Mo received a call from Anne Hathaway.

"You're back in Los Angeles?"

Anne Hathaway's somewhat surprised voice came over the phone.

"Yeah, I just arrived today and was about to call you."

Chen Mo smiled.

"Which hotel are you at now?"

Anne Hathaway asked.

Chen Mo told her his hotel room number.

After hearing it, Anne Hathaway just said "wait for me" and hung up the phone.

Half an hour later.

A knock came at the door.

Chen Mo walked to the door and looked through the peephole.

Seeing it was Anne Hathaway, Chen Mo opened the door.

Today, Anne Hathaway was wearing a pure white, tight-fitting jumpsuit, with the hem ending just a bit above her thighs.

She wore black silk stockings on her legs and high heels on her feet.

The combination of white and black, along with those high heels, added a touch of sexiness to the already exquisite and beautiful Anne Hathaway.

Especially those black silk stockings—they were a true treat for men!

Thanks to Carothers!

Chen Mo thanked the inventor of silk stockings in his heart.

Just then, Anne Hathaway entered the room, leaned back against the door, closed it, hooked her arms around Chen Mo's neck, and pulled him over.

Mmm...

One hour later.

Chen Mo lay on the bed, and Anne Hathaway reached out to gently massage his neck.

Feeling the pressure from Anne Hathaway's palms, Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

A moment later, Chen Mo suddenly asked, "Are you filming anything lately?"

Anne Hathaway said softly, "No. I've had quite a few audition invitations, but I plan to take a good rest this year and start working again next year."

"Hmm."

Chen Mo hummed in acknowledgment.

At this moment, he began to think.

A moment later, a film titled *The Devil Wears Prada* appeared in Chen Mo's memory.

This was a film Anne Hathaway would star in in the future. Although the box office wasn't high, the response was excellent, and the lead actress even received an Academy Award nomination for Best Actress.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo said, "I'll put together a script in the second half of the year, and you can star in it then."

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Anne Hathaway's face lit up with joy.

She knew Chen Mo meant he wanted to promote her.

She lifted her jade-like hand, had Chen Mo turn over, and then continued to massage his muscles.

"Okay."

Anne Hathaway replied softly.

As she finished speaking, Chen Mo's phone suddenly rang.

Anne Hathaway picked up the phone from the nightstand and handed it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took the phone and saw it was a call from Cameron.

He hadn't been in touch with Cameron for a long time; why was he calling suddenly?

Chen Mo thought for a moment and then answered the call.

Once connected, Cameron's voice came through: "Chen Mo, I heard from Chris that you've come to North America?"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "I just arrived today."

"I have a film here; would you like to consider it?"

Cameron got straight to the point in his second sentence.

He had always been a man who wasn't good at small talk.