Chapter 721： What are we going to buy?

Early in the morning, the Upper East Side of Manhattan is adjacent to a high-rise apartment on the River East.

Linda Ivangolinsta is standing at the kitchen counter and leisurely cutting an apple. She is wearing a black tight vest and denim hot pants. She has a walkman on her waist. The tall and slender body is coming out with the earphones. The music swayed gently, and occasionally it screamed a few times in the mouth, and the mood seemed very good.

Cut the apple, just turned and went to the fridge to get the salad dressing, and saw that Cindy Crawford didn’t know when it appeared at the kitchen door, leaning back on the door frame, the thick brown hair was scattered, and the eyes were faint. Like a witch.

"Yeah, you scared me," Linda Ivangolinsta noticed the expression on Cindy Crawford's face, stepping back and leaning against the refrigerator door. After a moment of panic, she quickly took the earphones calmly and took a smirk, and said: "Early, Cindy."

Cindy Crow held his arms around his chest and looked up and down Linda Ivan Golinsta. The tone was equally quiet: "This is my vest."

"Ah, ha, we are the same size, huh, it is suitable."

Cindy Crow's eyes moved down: "My hot pants."

Linda Ivangolin Stad waved wildly and said, "Oh, a little fat, but it's okay."

"And my an."

Linda Ivangolinta feels that Cindy Crawford is like a female leopard who is on the verge of breaking down. She shrinks her neck and says, "You, you won't be so stingy, go to my house next time, my things will follow. You used it."

Cindy Crow smacked his mouth and straightened into the kitchen. Linda Ivangolin Stad realized that it was not good enough to dodge. She was pressed on the refrigerator door. Cindy Crawford has maintained a good habit of fitness for a long time. Although the two are similar in appearance, her strength is much higher than that of Linda Ivangolinsta. Linda is armed with one arm on the refrigerator door. After earning a few, it has no use.

"Of course I don't care about these things," Cindy Crawford stared at Linda. Road: "But why do you have to mess things up and stir up my business."

"I, I," Linda Ivangolinta stumbled and said, "I, this is also for you. We can drink last night. Oh, yes, drink. I heard that after drinking The children on the top are likely to be idiots."

Cindy Crawford picked up the small stockpot for cooking milk next to him, and stunned a few times: "I believe you will make you an idiot now, and you obviously deliberately messed up last night."

"I didn't have it." Linda subconsciously refuted a sentence, but her eyes did not dare to look directly at each other. She turned her head slightly and her eyes fell on the soup pot that Cindy was waving.

Do not know why. The cautious liver that was originally frightened by Cindy's incarnation of the Dark Queen saw the moment of the soup pot inexplicably calmed down, but it felt a bit funny. Then I laughed.

"Ha ha……"

Cindy was slightly more energetic and more angry: "You dare to laugh."

After Linda smiled, she was a little more courageous. "Cindy, let's let go of me, or Eric wakes up. I don't guarantee that I will say anything."

Cindy’s arm relaxed a little, but immediately forced her to wave the small soup pot in her right hand and threatened: “I don’t care if you want to eat this meal, but you dare to give up the pot. I really Will want you to look good."

"Okay, okay, I don't say it," Linda Ivangolin Stad said with her hands and forgiveness. She didn't dare to provoke Cindy, and was knocked by the little soup pot. painful.

Seeing that she was really soft, Cindy also released her arm.

When Cindy Crawford let go of himself, Linda rubbed her chest, took a small nose, and stared at Cindy's mouth and said, "I think the most important thing you need to do now is to brush your teeth first."

Cindy Crawford vented, and the little flame that was going to be extinguished in her heart, after hearing the words of Linda, stunned and stunned, remembering the situation when the critical moment was suddenly held down by the victim. It’s even more angry. If it weren't for her, she might have succeeded.

"Yeah, but before we brush our teeth, our good sisters should be intimate," said Cindy, throwing the small stockpot in the hand, before the body bullied, and holding the hands of Linda with lightning. Small head.

Linda Ivangolinsta realized that what Cindy Crow wanted to do and finally struggled: "What do you want to do, stop, Cindy, I am wrong, I, uh..."

When Eric woke up and just walked out of the bedroom, he heard the scream of the woman struggling, and quickly followed the sound, just to see Linda being kissed by Cindy on the door of the refrigerator.

Standing at the door for a while, Eric said with a smile: "Hey, baby, don't you think this is a waste of resources?"

Cindy Crawford heard Eric’s voice, which opened Linda Ivan Golinsta. Linda slammed into the sink and quickly rushed out of the kitchen and into the bathroom. Go.

Cindy Crawford had a good deal of loose hair, and he regained his temperament. His face showed a charming smile on his face. He said to Eric: "Good morning, Eric."

“Early,” Eric pointed to the door that Linda Ivan Gorysta disappeared: “What are you doing?”

"Oh, she wants to taste the taste of yogurt," Cindy Crawley sighed shrugged, but suddenly realized what, rushed out of the kitchen and shouted: "Hey, Linda, I am here. There are spare toothbrushes, you are not allowed to use my toothbrush."

So tossed a lot, breakfast is already at nine o'clock in the morning.

Eric sat down at the table with milk and plates, and gathered today's newspaper in front of him, looking at breakfast.

A few minutes later, Cindy Crawford and Linda Ivangolin Stad took their little poor breakfast and then walked in. The two women had just inked in the bathroom for a while, Eric After brushing your teeth and washing your face, you started to prepare your own breakfast. They haven't come out yet. During this period, Eric also understood the picture of the picture that he started to see.

When Linda Ivangolinsta sat down, I felt that the an was not at the waist, took it down and placed it on the table, picked up the tableware and picked the fruit salad on the plate, and noticed the newspaper in front of Eric. . Curiously asked: "Eric, what are you looking at?"

"The box office statistics last week," Eric answered casually.

"Oh, I remembered," Linda Ivan Golinsta suddenly came to the mood and looked at Cindy Crawford. Road: ""Fair Game" was released last Friday, have you got the box office champion?"

Cindy Crawford heard this and looked up at Eric in a complicated look.

Eric looked at Cindy and shook his head. "No, the first place is the Ghost Horse Elf."

"Oh, that must be the second place, right?" Linda asked again, looking at Cindy's eyes flashing a little gloating.

Eric shook his head again: "The second place is Fox's "Die Hard 3".

"Ah, that... forget it. I am optimistic about myself," Linda still wants to ask. She quickly shook her head, reached over and grabbed the newspaper, and browsed through the eye-catching form on the entertainment page, quickly exclaiming. "Wow, why are you so few, only 6.8 million. Even in the sixth place, this is a new film."

"Nobody has stipulated that the audience must like the new film." Eric looked at Cindy and smiled. He said to Linda, inadvertently glimpsing the anlin that Linda had just placed on the table, his eyes fixed and he reached out. Take the exquisite black music player. Put it in your hands.

When Cindy Crawford heard the name of "Fair Game", she felt that she was suffering from a loss. The heroine of this film should have been her. If the box office succeeded, it would mean that she lost the chance to become a Hollywood actress. . I heard Linda Ivan Golinsta report the box office data. Finally, rest assured.

The first weekend of the box office was 6.8 million US dollars, the sixth in the rankings, how can it not be successful.

Secretly relieved, Cindy Crawford looked up and noticed that Eric was playing with his own thoughtful look, some inexplicable, but still asked his most concerned question: "Ai Rick, did you know that this film would fail?"

Eric did not leave the an, and shook his head and said: "How can I be so god, just Joe? Silvo told me about this project, I think the script is very problematic. I heard that they are working on the project. A big adjustment, so the results now have nothing to do with me."

"How could it be okay, Claudia? Schiff is the heroine," Linda said next to him. "I heard that you helped her grab it."

Eric said: "Claudia is not missing a film, so I need to help her to grab it, but Warner has a higher price."

"That's a terrible thing now, the production cost is 50 million US dollars," Linda continued. "There are only 6.8 million box office tickets in the first weekend. How many final box office will there be?"

"It’s about 30 million yuan. It’s not too bad. It might be back in the late stage. Next week, Jurassic Park 2 will be released, and other films will basically be eliminated.”

Eric said that of course, the two women did not doubt that Jurassic Park 2 had the potential to dominate the box office and did not refute it. After all, Cindy Crawford had some tangled things, and asked: "Eric, then why do you think this film will fail?"

Eric replied: "I just scanned a few eye shadows, mainly because the film's story is too low. Although Joe Silvo adjusted the script, the problem is generated during the production process. The director wasted too much time on the early stage of the plot. As a result, the story just began to show a big turning point, and it was hurriedly over. This situation should be limited by the budget. The director did not finish the things he wanted to shoot."

Although he didn't watch the feature film, Eric could almost guess that the film's problem should be similar to that of the previous Michael McCain box office's fiasco, "Escape the Island", giving people a feeling that they have not finished yet. . One of the big drawbacks of the North American film business system is that, in most cases, if it is a real bad film, the audience will not buy it because you are a big cost to make a big star.

Cindy Crawford is also glad to escape this time. If she appeared in this film, even if the responsibility for the film failure is not on her, her career in Hollywood will definitely end. However, she immediately had some resentment in her heart. If she appeared in this film, she might ruin the acting career that she just tried to get involved, but this thing will definitely not have much impact on Claudia Schiffer. With Eric's resources, just give her a big heroine position, and it will be easy to restore popularity.

Inadvertently eating the breakfast in front of me, I noticed that Eric still didn't let go of the an, Cindy Crow asked curiously: "Eric, is there any problem with this Walkman?"

"No, it's perfect, it's a craft."

"then you……"

“I suddenly thought of something,” Eric explained in a vague way. He looked up at the two women and asked, “What are you going to do after breakfast?”

Cindy Crawford replied: "My team and I are going to the Hudson River today, ready to record some vcr for the players."

"I don't have much work today. The production team is going to buy some props. I don't need to come out. Well, I can go and replace the yesterday's station," Linda Ivangolinst said. Suddenly aware of what, on Eric said: "Eric, do you have any need for us to help?"

"Come with me to go shopping," Eric reluctantly put down the an in his hand and smiled. "Suddenly think about it, can you buy something? Of course, if you want to change the t-stage yourself, forget about it."

"Oh, of course not, this little thing, let others do it," Linda Ivangolinsta shook her head and then smugly looked at Cindy Crawford.

Cindy Crawford is somewhat depressed. Since she has just said that she has a job today, in the face of Eric, the big boss, she can not be passively absent from work. She has to be depressed and grinned. Some are not willing to ask: " Eric, will you come over at night?"

"Look at the situation, I will go back the day after tomorrow." Eric said uncertainly.

After breakfast, Cindy Crawford hurriedly left to work. Eric was tossed by Linda Ivangolinta for a half-hour, and made a makeup that he couldn’t recognize himself. The woman painted and painted for half an hour. The apartment.

Eric’s car was parked outside the apartment, and the two got on the bus. Linda Ivangolin Stad thought about it and asked, “Eric, what are we going to buy?”