Chapter 258： No one is an idiot

"... Carl accidentally dropped the glass into the heart and died, and the soul was dragged into **** by Sam. After Sam and Molly and Audmei say goodbye, the wish is gone, slowly entering the door of heaven. Mr. Williams What do you think of this story?"

Bruce Joey Robin noticed that Eric seemed to be a little absent-minded at first, so he only talked about the story, and he had no illusions in his heart. He finally asked this sentence and was just waiting for Eric. Give a negative answer and then leave with interest.

After hearing that Bruce Joy Robin had finished, Eric quickly took his attention back.

"Mr. Robin, it seems that just Charles, they are not optimistic about this story?"

Bruce heard Eric say this, thinking that he was rejecting himself like everyone else, and he lost his face: "So, bother, Mr. Williams."

After saying that he was about to leave, Eric quickly yelled at each other: "Mr. Robin, in fact, I think this idea is not bad."

Bruce immediately stopped and turned and confirmed: "Mr. Williams, have I got it wrong?"

"Of course not," Eric said with a smile. "I think your idea is good. However, I just listened to your narration outline, but I didn't find any highlights. Do you have a complete script?"

"Of course, Mr. Williams, I..." Bruce Joy Robin eagerly smashed his hand. He broke into the party with a friend, and certainly couldn't bring a script. But it's hard to meet someone who is interested, and the other is currently the hottest young director in Hollywood. Bruce certainly wants to seize this opportunity: "Mr. Williams, or else, I am going back to the script?"

Eric shook his head and said: "It doesn't have to be so urgent, it is already very late." Finished. He took out a business card and handed it to the other party: "At 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, you will take the script to the Firefly Headquarters and find me. We will talk about it in detail."

Bruce excitedly collected the business card: "Mr. Williams. I will arrive on time."

Eric did not say anything, nodded. I glanced at a few guests who were already eager to try and left without incident.

"Eric, what are you thinking about?" In the dance floor, Virginia, who was attached to Eric, looked up.

Eric’s Bruce Joy Robin, who was stalked from time to time outside the dance floor, looked at him and said, “I’ve seen a script, and now it’s estimated that many people want to grab it.”

Virginia looked at Eric: "Is that person, I just saw you talking to him for a while. Since you are fancy, why not buy it immediately?"

"Now. Even the night?" Eric stroked the girl's waist and said: "Everyone is not a fool, I am too eager to show that the person who owns the script is not eager to sell, plus other to grab The film company, the last thing you want to win, the cost is even greater."

Virginia was clinging to Eric's waist and licking his face on his chest. "I didn't understand too much. It seems that I am a fool."

Eric 趁 no one pays attention to gently slap on the hips wrapped in the girl's dress, with a lyrical taste in the tone: "I like stupid women."

Virginia was hammered down on Eric. Then he raised his face and asked with his big eyes and a soft voice: "Eric, tonight?"

Eric shook his head helplessly: "Where do you go after you go there, do you dare to go to you?"

Vegniya heard Eric said so, but also some helplessness.

Since the release of "The Sound of the Island", Virginia has not only gained a great reputation, but also has become a first-line star from a third-rate actor, and private life has been strongly watched by many tabloids. Eric knows that those people The goal is not only Virginia, but also myself.

Whenever I remembered the night of negotiations with Murdoch, the old guy said a reporter from the New York Post secretly tracked things for months. Eric feels uncomfortable. To be honest, that matter has not been resolved until now. Eric did not innocently go to Murdoch to ask for those photos, and the fool knew that the other party could not hand over the photos to him without leaving a backup. In this case, he would not have done much.

However, since that incident, Eric has become more cautious.

Although he did not care about being exposed by the media and the anecdote of the actresses, he had to care about Aniston's thoughts. Because if he and the other actress's anecdote repeatedly appear in the newspaper, Xiao Yan Niu even wants to install the ostrich is impossible, and finally forced by pressure, it is estimated that only the way to break up with him.

Although I can't go to Virginia, it's okay to go to another place.

On the big bed in the bedroom, Aniston was like a fish out of the water, with a small mouth and a short gasp, and snorted softly with the body's convulsions. Eric also squatted on the girl's smooth back, and opened a bunch of scattered blond hair and kissed on the little girl's face. The following is still hard to fiddle with the things, and soon drilled into the slippery cavity.

"Oh... don't get it, I'm dying." Aniston resisted the rounded buttocks and seemed to want to put Eric's things out, but it only made Eric more comfortable.

"Come on, I will help you with artificial respiration," Eric smiled and kissed Aniston's small mouth, his tongue breaking into the door and fiddling with the little tongue that was hiding inside.

A few times, after resisting Eric’s play and letting go of her, Aniston stunned the man who pressed on himself. After a while, the little girl said dumbly: "Eric, let me go to take a bath, if it flows out, it will stain the sheets."

Eric showed a smirk, kissed the girl's face, and whispered to the little girl's ear: "Nothing, let me rest for a while, and immediately help you plug it."

Xiao Yan Niu heard this and immediately struggled under Eric. Her mouth still shouted: "No, no, come back, I will die."

Regrettably, Xiao Yan Niu did not find that her own writhing stimulated Eric’s desire to look forward to something that had already died down.

Eric got up slightly and quickly turned over Aniston, who wanted to escape. He picked up two slender legs and folded them on the chest of the little girl, and pressed it up again.

In the morning light, Eric woke up in a clear and refreshing manner, and pulled the quilt for the little girl who had a bad sleep. Eric put on his clothes and went out into the bathroom.

Opening the bedroom door into the living room, Eric heard the soft noise in the kitchen.

"Early," Nicole, who was making breakfast, heard the movement and turned and greeted Eric.

“Early,” Eric nodded and smelled the smell of the food in the air. He asked, “Is there anything for me?”

Nicole gave him a blank look: "What do you say?"

"Definitely there is," Eric said as he walked up, wrapped around the slender waist of the girl, looking into the small stockpot in front of Nicole.

Nicole was stunned by Eric’s sudden movements, and soon relaxed, feeling the man’s imposing thing on his hips, and said helplessly: “It’s not so powerful yesterday’s tossing. what?"

"Are you running over to eavesdrop?" Eric sighed on the sensitive earlobe of the girl and asked.

Nicole's face was red, and denied: "I need to eavesdrop, so loud, if the villa is not soundproof, it is estimated that the neighbors must call the police."

"What about you?" Eric asked in a wicked tone, but a hand was drilled in from the girl's waist.

"Eric, you are a real bastard, and you are not afraid of Jane's discovery?" Nicole twitched her body, not knowing whether she was resisting or catering.

"She estimates that it will take a while to get out of bed," Eric said, pulling the wet fingers out of the clothes and getting the lips of the girl.

Nicole reluctantly whitened Eric's eyes, or opened his mouth slightly and put the finger in.

After a while, Eric took back his finger and patted the girl's hips and said, "Okay, I am going to call Jane to get up, you are going to have breakfast."

"Bastard." Eric suddenly let go, and Nicole was almost soft on the ground, panicked and stretched out on the kitchen counter, only with aggrieved and unscrupulously slammed Eric, who had already reached the door.

After eating breakfast and leaving the apartment where Xiao Yan Niu and Nicole shared, Eric had not entered the office building, and Bruce Joy Robin, who was waiting outside, got together.

"Mr. Robin, are we not agreeing at nine o'clock?" Eric looked at his watch.

Bruce said: "This is the case, Mr. Williams, I am afraid of traffic jams on the road, so I arrived ahead of time."

"Oh, let's go to the office and talk about it," Eric said, walking into the firefly's office building with Bruce.

This is the office building recommended by Robert Shea a few months ago. It is now a firefly property. The original new line and firefly company staff have moved in at the beginning of the month.

Eric once planned to let uta move in together, but this proposal was raised, not only against Jeffrey and Robert, but even Kapoor did not agree. After some explanation, Eric understood that this was out of suspicion. After all, the production company can not have a brokerage company at the same time, Eric originally only played a side ball, if Akasaka barely moved uta and fireflies into an office building, it would only cause trouble for themselves.

Two people came to the office to sit down, Eric gave people twice as much coffee, and they were sitting opposite Bruce Joy Robin: "So, Mr. Robin, did the script bring it?"

"Of course," Bruce pulled out the script from the bag and handed it to Eric.

Eric didn't say anything, let go of the script and looked down. (To be continued)