"Relax, Jesse. All the men in London who want to pursue you can line up here from King's Road." Manager Frey held a cup of coffee and pointed at the employees who were happily drinking afternoon tea at their workstations. "I have indeed never met the director of Deren Company. That guy hid too well. All matters concerning our side were handled by our operations director Susan. I guess this Mr. Bell must have been planning for a long time."

"I shouldn't have taken this order." Jessica drank the hot milk in one gulp, crumpled the poor paper cup into a ball, and threw it in a beautiful parabola, dropping it accurately into the trash can.

"Walk."

Without waiting for Frey to speak, she stood up and said, "Let's leave now before that Bell makes any new moves. I also want him to stay away from the subsequent filming."

"I'm afraid that won't work."

Lawyer Old Bert had left long ago after reviewing the contract. Although Frey was not a legal professional, he was quite experienced in this matter. "The contract does not stipulate that Grayson Bell cannot stay on the set, not to mention that he is a director of Deren. I can help you stop him, although... To be honest, Jesse, it would be better if you had a female life assistant to do this. I know I have mentioned it several times, but I am only speaking from an objective point of view..."

"Okay, okay!" Jessica rolled her eyes. "I'll pay for an ad in the newspaper tomorrow."

"Jessica."

As the two were talking, a figure appeared in front of them: "Sorry, can I call you that?"

"Mr. Bell." Frey responded quickly and took the initiative to move forward: "I'm sorry, Jess is a little tired from working on the makeup test photos today. She needs to go back and rest now. Can we talk next time? It's nice to meet you."

"Oh, let me give you a ride? Did you drive here?"

"We came here by car, so there's no need to send us off."

Jessica walked into the elevator first and gave the other party a lukewarm smile: "Thank you, Mr. Bell."

"Of course...see you next time!"

Grayson Bell took his farewell very seriously.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Ms. Drew immediately made a vomiting gesture, which made Frey laugh. "You know, Jesse, I think you have a talent for acting. This is a good thing. It will be much smoother to shoot music videos in the future. Have you ever considered guest starring in some TV series? I have also started to receive such invitations recently."

"I'll consider it after I return from my trip in March." Jessica waved goodbye to her agent and got into her Jaguar station wagon. Deren's company was rushing to launch new products during the Spring Festival, so she didn't have much time to advance her own filming plan. The two parties have currently agreed to officially start filming on February 3, which is next Monday, for a total of 2 days.

However, Ms. Drew still has performance work during this period.

However, it did not prevent her from taking time to return to Kamar-Taj to celebrate the New Year.

Tonight is New Year's Eve.

Many shops along the way had already set up Oriental counters, especially those luxury stores, many of which had cheongsams and Oriental makeup. For young British people, tattooing a Oriental dragon with bared fangs and claws was also very popular. Jessica listened to the music radio and drove slowly on the road, watching the night gradually cover the street.

Another influence of the Eastern Spring Festival on Britain is reflected in the radio. Many music stations have begun to intermittently mix Eastern songs. Although most of them are folk songs with very familiar tunes, for Jessica, it gives her the illusion of being on the streets of China.

She didn't actually listen to the radio very often before.

The car audio system is often taken over by one's own mobile phone, which is used to play music via Bluetooth connection. This is what one will definitely do as long as one gets into the family car.

But that was a long time ago.

My family car won't follow me to work in Guangzhou. I have to wear headphones when I take a taxi or take the subway...

Don't think about these things, Jessica.

A drop of rain gently fell on the windshield, and more and more companions followed one after another, and a continuous hypnotic melody sounded within a few minutes. The rain in London has always been like this, often neither too heavy nor too light, making people like Jessica entangled in whether to hold an umbrella or not.

The London Temple might already be enjoying a feast.

All the way back to the Moonstone Building, Ms. Drew opened the closet and took out a set of custom-made miniskirts for small-chested maids. Michelle and Nisha did not celebrate the Spring Festival, but fortunately they were fed on Valentine's Day yesterday, so the two women had fun on their own tonight.

…Anyway, they are quite skilled.

But even so, it took Miss Watson more than half an hour to get downstairs.

It's just terrible.

After hiding in the corner and straightening the torn white silk pantyhose, Miss Watson came out holding an umbrella. She also had a bag full of gifts in her hand, all of which she had bought during this period of time. Gifts were not very popular during the Spring Festival in the East Country, but red envelopes were more popular. However, considering that she didn't know any little brats who needed to give red envelopes, it would be more appropriate to buy gifts for Master Wang and the others.

Anyway, you can't go empty-handed.

Traffic congestion during the holidays is another difficulty. Miss Watson can only take the subway. Fortunately, Fulham has many rich people and relatively better infrastructure. Otherwise, if she were in Hammersmith, the subway car would definitely be full of dirty shoe prints and stinky smells on rainy days.

Then she was spotted by a talent scout.

"Ma'am, please wait! Excuse me for interrupting you, but please listen to me, just for a minute!"

Hearing this familiar words, Miss Watson turned her head and looked at the young man in front of her who was talking and taking out his business card. The guy looked anxious, afraid that Miss Watson would walk away in the next second: "My name is Kelly! I am a talent scout! Do you know? I think your image and temperament are very suitable for the entertainment industry. Are you interested in learning more? Here, this is my business card!"

Miss Watson recognized who this guy was. A long time ago, she was having dinner at a restaurant on the streets of London, and this scout named Kelly happened to be there. It seemed that he was out on a date with a woman that day. As a result, when he saw the cow version of Miss Watson, the scout's occupational disease was triggered.

How come I can meet you here?

No, I don’t have breasts, how can you still notice me?

"Uh, I'm not interested." Miss Watson shook her head and politely took the business card. The subway just arrived at the station. She tied up the gift bag without changing her expression, turned around and ran away in the eyes of several passengers. Scout Kelly was stunned at first, then shouted "Wait", and then stepped out to chase her.

However, Miss Watson was very fast and had already stepped into a remote passage. Although she didn't know the way very well, she just ran to a place with fewer people. If it was a dead end, she would beat this guy up when no one was around. Just as she was thinking, a portal suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of her. She went straight through it and bumped into someone's arms.

A bald head was glimpsed above my field of vision.

To suffer.

"Spring, no fighting during the Spring Festival!" Miss Watson took two steps back, threw away the gift bag, and struck a Taekwondo stance towards Master Ancient One.

"Today is New Year's Eve."

The woman looked at her expressionlessly.

“No fighting on New Year’s Eve!”

Miss Watson's mouth trembled as she quickly changed into a Wing Chun stance.

As long as Master Ancient One made any move, she would immediately turn into the cow and let the other party take the beating.

"Come with me. There are some outsiders that need you to deal with." After all, she was the one who suddenly opened the portal first, so Ms. Yao didn't bother with her and walked out with her hands behind her back: "I'm sorry to disturb your vacation. The mages are very busy today. Take your weapon and I will take you to the battle site."

After that, a portal opened in front of the woman, and over there was Watson's room in Kamar-Taj. Miss Watson walked in silently without saying a word and picked up the saber given to her by Master Hamill. Facing Ms. Yao's slightly puzzled look, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "I don't want to touch a gun recently, and what are you going to pay me this time?"

"Wasn't that hug just now enough?"

"Not enough." Miss Watson shook her head gravely.

"It seems that you have recovered well recently." Master Ancient One smiled and ruffled Miss Watson's hair: "You dare to ask me for payment."

“Only black-hearted bosses would find excuses not to pay wages.”

Miss Watson imitated her expressionless face and spoke with a firm tone: "Are you a black-hearted boss?"

"Considering how often you use the Kamar-Taj portal, I think this arrangement is reasonable." Master Ancient One smiled, looking like a black-hearted boss.

"Then open the door." Miss Watson turned her head to avoid her hand: "Anyway, we just need to kill them, right?"

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think." Master Ancient One raised his right hand, and dozens of spheres flashing with different colors of light surrounded the two people: "The place I want to send you to is not in this dimension, or in other words, not in this universe."

"...Other universes?" Miss Watson frowned and thought for a moment: "Um, other universes have established contact with us?"

"Every universe is always connected. I don't mean in terms of space, but in terms of... laws. Perhaps it's easier for you to understand if I put it this way." The woman waved her hand gently, and the positions and movement trajectories of several spheres gradually began to synchronize. "You already know that you can travel between multiverses, but sometimes they will spontaneously establish short-term connections with each other. Every thousand years on Earth is one of the time nodes."

"You mean all year long?"

"I mean that this situation will reach its peak in late 1999 and early 2000. We call it the 'Anomaly Period.' Hamill said something similar to you, right? But he doesn't know everything. Beings like me in the multiverse can feel the weakening of the barrier. Of course, I have no interest in invading other universes, but not every being is as self-controlled as I am."

"So you want me to deal with an enemy as strong as you?"

Miss Watson raised her hand obediently and asked, "Can you save me before I get squashed? Don't you think that's beyond my ability?"

"I'm not finished yet."

Master Ancient One shrunk the two light balls, gathered them in his palms and spun them. "Crossing the multiverse barrier is not without cost. The cost of me sending you across is far less than if I went through it myself. The same is true for the other side. And I don't want you to deal with a being of my level."

"Who do you want me to deal with?"

"You'll know when you go there. There are a lot of people you know."

The woman clenched her fist and crushed the two balls of light. When she opened her fingers again, a mini battlefield appeared on her palm. "This situation doesn't usually happen, but the war between them touched a weak point. It's a pity that they have no idea what they have done. I want you to go over and find a way to stop this war. No matter what method you use, make sure no one gets close to that weak point again, at least before the anomaly period here ends."

"...Who are these people?" The shape of this mini battlefield was very abstract. Miss Watson looked at it for a while but couldn't figure it out. "I'll go over and see what to do. Another question is, how do I get back after I complete the mission?"

"use this."

Ms. Yao took out a double-ring ring and said, "It has a similar function to the hanging rings used by mages. I have made special treatments for it. The method of use is the same as your previous ring. When you use it for the first time in that universe, I will sense your location and take you back."

“This is the first time I’ve done anything like this.”

Miss Watson shook her head and took the double ring: "But it probably won't be my last time."

"A lot of things will happen in 1999."

Master Ancient One looked at her meaningfully: "I hope you are ready."

The next second, a blinding white light enveloped the vision.

"Wait! I forgot to ask! Is the speed of time flowing in the two universes the same? What if I stay there for ten days or half a month..."

The sound disappeared into thin air immediately after Miss Watson's body.