Chapter 555： Haven't got a guide yet?

There was only a wall lamp in the living room of the villa. The Spanish sound came from the TV. The couch was facing the door. Eric saw a Spanish girl kneeling on the sofa and staring at the TV screen. Holding a pack of potato chips, stuffed into the mouth from time to time, the buzzing sound of the mouse. Oh,

"Hey, little wild cat," Eric approached the sofa and greeted him.

The Spanish girl turned her head and suddenly saw Eric. Her eyes suddenly widened. The little nose was pumping and smelling the wine of Eric. It was shrinking back and holding the potato chips. Protected 'on the chest.

Eric also felt that something was wrong, but he thought it might be because he drank some wine tonight. He instinctively shook his head, but it caused a dizziness. He couldn’t help but sit down on the sofa and reach for it. The girl beside her, put it on her lap with a little effort.

"Sorry, Penny, I accidentally drank some more," Eric took the girl's still-packed potato chips and threw them on the coffee table. The probe kissed the girl's lips.

The girl who was originally sluggish felt Eric’s movements, her face was immediately hot, and her eyelashes flicked a few times. The girl recovered from this series of unexpected situations. At this time, she also recognized Ai. Rick, some shy hands in front of Eric did not let the man continue to move, said in raw English: "Williams, sir, me, no, Penny, I am, Monica."

"What are you talking about?" Monica Cruz's accent was a bit heavy, and Eric, who was still dizzy, didn't hear it for a while.

Monica is about to explain, a voice rang: "Monica, I just heard the sound of the car outside, is it Eric...ah!"

Penelope came down from the second floor and walked up to the stairs. She just saw her sister sitting on Eric's lap with a shy look, and suddenly burst into amazement.

Eric turned to see the standing on the stairs, still in the afternoon, the black dress of Penelope, looking at the girl in her white dress, I remembered that Penelope mentioned her in the afternoon. My sister is in Los Angeles. The two girls look so much like each other. Although they can be distinguished by two people, it is difficult for Eric to tell the difference between the two sisters.

Looking at the stairs, I was amazed and then a little weird Penelope, Eric subconsciously held Monica's waist. Put the girl up and put it aside, said: "I said how it feels a little light, it turned out to be a younger sister."

Monica Cruz was confused, but Penelope was smirking out, ignoring Eric. Going to the sofa, whispering in the ear of the sister, Monica nodded with a shy look, stood up and said good night to Eric, and ran to the second floor.

When Monica’s figure disappeared, Penelope learned how her sister just looked and sat on Eric’s lap, grabbed Eric’s neck and pretended to be dissatisfied: “Eric, don’t you think me? Some fat?"

Penelope does not mention the new oolong. Eric will not take the initiative to lift it up, caressing the soft waist of the girl, and said, "Yeah, but I think women are still slightly fleshy."

Penelope followed Eric's strength and posted a sticker on the man. He leaned into his ear and asked, "What feels?"

"I am a little drunk, I can't think of it for a while, I have to try it."

"That's a try," Penelope took a bite on Eric's ear and whispered: "It's here."

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Thinking of some of the sounds that I heard at the stairway last night, Monica Cruz could not sleep well all night. For this man's man, Monica Cruz was originally a bit of awe and curiosity. In Spain, she has heard more than one series of miracles that Eric has created. But the little oolong last night inexplicably transformed the girl’s awe and curiosity into something else that was unknown.

I have to go to school during the day. Although she didn't sleep well at night, Monica got up on time, remembering that Eric was still here. She stood by the closet and hesitated for a while before picking a pink dress and putting it on, even though she still had to wear it at school. School uniform. But she felt that even if I just wear it, it is good to let him see it.

Out of the bedroom, the corridor on the second floor was quiet, and the door next to Penelope was still closed. She thought that her sister would have never got up, and some disappointed that the underground building was going to prepare breakfast.

Coming downstairs, Monica saw Eric's busy figure in the kitchen, and the air also had a hint of oatmeal.

Hearing the sound behind him, Eric, who was making the omelet, turned around. This time he didn’t admit his mistake. The two sisters are really very similar, but the temperament is very different. Penelope belt There is a wild charm, but Monica does not have such a gas field.

Good morning, Eric knew that Monica had not much English, and asked slowly: "Is Penny getting up?"

Monica felt very comfortable with Eric's deliberately slowing tone and talking to herself. She said: "Not yet," said Monica, adding a sentence: "She often sleeps late."

After saying this, Monica noticed the ridiculous smile on Eric's face, and suddenly she shyly bowed her head and secretly regretted not saying so.

"Then we don't care about her, help me to bring the porridge out, let's eat breakfast first," Eric said, pointing to the side.

Although some words Monica still couldn't understand, Eric's gesture was very clear. She quickly stepped forward and took out two small bowls from the cupboard to scent the fragrant porridge.

After two breakfasts, the two walked to the next restaurant. After sitting down, Eric looked at some empty right hand side. There used to be a stack of newspapers, even in Europe.

"Are you sure about the newspaper?"

Monica looked up and confused for a few seconds before she remembered the word 'newspaper': "Yes, I will take it."

After a while, Monica took a few newspapers and walked back to the restaurant and handed it to Eric.

There are not many newspapers in Penelope, most of them are women-oriented newspapers, and two gossip tabloids, so Eric found a Los Angeles Times in it, and the booth is open at hand.

Monica was very reserved and ate with breakfast. She didn’t look up at Eric inadvertently. If she just looked at her eyes, she smiled smartly.

Eric turned over a newspaper. Asked: "Today is Wednesday, are you going to school?"

"Yes," Monica immediately concentrated when she heard Eric's opening. I also uttered a private school name that Eric could not understand at all, which sounded like Spanish.

Feel free to chat, until breakfast, Penelope did not get up, Eric remembers Penelope said there is nothing to do today. I did not wake her up.

Monica had breakfast, took the initiative to clean up the tableware, and went back to the room. After a few minutes, she walked out wearing a school uniform and held a school bag in her hand.

"very beautiful."

Eric, who was opening the "Los Angeles Times" in the living room, saw Monica wearing a white sleeveless shirt and a red and black plaid skirt appearing in front of her, politely praising the school uniform, relative In fact, Eric prefers the sailor suits of Japanese girls, and the uniforms of American middle school students are relatively more serious.

"Thank you. Eric, then I am gone," Monica waved her hand. After receiving a response, she pushed the door and walked out.

Eric looked at his watch, and the time should be similar. He left a note for Penelope, rolled up the "Los Angeles Times" that had not been read, and walked out of the villa of the Spanish girl, intending to go to the company's car. Continue reading.

The driver was waiting at the roadside of the villa at this time. The lights were dimly lit last night. At this time, Eric saw the front of the villa, and the line of sight crossed the lawn and the gentle slope. It was the endless blue sea, and the sound of the waves was faint. and. The road in front of the villa is just a type, there is no building on either side, the privacy is very good, if you want to be more concealed, you can also build a wall, it seems that the Spanish girl has spent a lot of thought. Of course, these thoughts are costly. Now, in 1993, in Santa Monica, there are not many luxury homes worth nearly a million dollars. At this time, most of Santa Monica’s residential prices will not exceed thirty. Ten thousand U.S. dollars.

Eric looked around and saw that Monica’s figure had disappeared. The school bus in American school was very convenient. Eric didn’t care how the girl would go to school, drilled into her Bentley business car, and told the front row driver to drive.

The car drove a few tens of meters forward. After the turn, Eric accidentally looked up and saw Monica standing quietly beside the fork and let the driver stop. Eric shook the window and waved at the girl: Would you like me to send you to school?"

Monica said that the school bus would come soon, but looking at Eric's gentle smile, the girl's heart was slightly moved, and a sigh. Eric pushed the door open and moved inwards, letting Monica sit next to her, asking the address of the school and starting the vehicle again.

Monica’s school is not too far away. In less than ten minutes, the car stopped at the door of a private high school. Although the United States is a country on wheels, Bentley's atmosphere is still a lot of arrogant models that many ordinary people can't match. Moreover, Santa Monica is not the rich area of ​​Beverly Hills. Most of the students here. It is also a child of a middle-class family. After the car stopped, many middle school students who went to the school gate frequently looked at Eric's car. Some students stopped and seemed to want to see who would come out of the car.

After all, it was just a 16-year-old girl with a simple mind. I felt the gaze outside the window. Monica’s little vanity was greatly satisfied. I looked at Eric’s eyes with more different meanings. .

"Just here, I won't get out of the car, I will be recognized," Eric reached over and crossed the girl to help her open the door on the other side.

I felt Eric’s arm inadvertently touched myself. Monica didn’t dodge this time. Some of the shy voices thanked me, hesitated, and suddenly came over and kissed Eric’s face. Also got off the bus.

Eric smiled and touched the cheek that had just been sneaked, thinking that he had not yet Raiders, and the copy completion rate was already 90%.

Throwing some little evil thoughts in the fun, Eric took the schoolbag pulled down by the girl and handed it to the driver in the front row: "Give Miss Cruz."

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In Paris, the negotiations on the shareholding division of DreamWorks Film Company took the final result in the last three days. Firefly Films owns 30% of the shares and becomes the largest shareholder of this production company. Some European film capitals divide the surplus. 55%, and finally MGM Studios received 15% of the shares through equity swaps. At the same time, DreamWorks acquired MGM's nearly 9% stake.

MGM Studios once again launched a publicity campaign after the final plan was released. However, the management of MGM Studios once again played a small role and did not disclose the specific equity swap conditions of the two parties, but repeatedly promoted it. MGM has a 15% stake in DreamWorks Films, which belongs to the second largest shareholder after Firefly.

Affected by this good news, MGM's share price has risen by 11% in just one week. The interest of MGM Studios, which was originally untouched by Lyon Credit Bank, also showed a lot of interested capital. However, at this time, Lyon Credit Bank is no longer in a hurry to sell, even in the next three years of cooperation, DreamWorks Film Company has a box office with half of the current Jurassic Park, MGM Studios The market value of the company will continue to rise. By the time, the Credit Bank of Lyon will choose the right time to take the shot, and even earn back all the hundreds of millions of dollars in losses in the previous period, and perhaps achieve some profit.

After the DreamWorks contract was finalized, Eric also began to lead the preparation of the "Jianjiaowa". In order to ensure foolproof, this time he still personally named the producer and participated in the entire production process of the film.

At the same time, Eric also began to frequently meet with several major Hollywood brokerage firms to select the appropriate script for the remaining eight film projects of DreamWorks in addition to Charlie's and Resident Evil.

Eric was the first publicly large-scale selection of scripts, although not for the Firefly Films itself, but the script brokers of the three major brokerage companies broke the threshold of the Firefly Films copyright department in just a few days. The high-quality projects to be developed have been sent to Eric in front of them, which is dazzling, and it has made many independent film companies who want a good script not to see it. (To be continued.)