I’m in Hollywood

Not many people knew about Eric being bitten. After Amy Pascal and Tina Brown walked away, Eric was no longer so shy, and asked the girl opposite with a smile: What are you doing to her? ?

The girl knelt on the opposite side, propped her two small arms on the table, bared her little white teeth, and said, Avenge your revenge.

Eric stretched out his hand across the square table in front of him and touched the delicate face of the girl who was about to come over, and said, Hey, I'll beg her for mercy, don't you bully her again, okay?

Well, the girl shook her head and shook off Eric's hand touching her face, dissatisfied: Eric, I'm jealous.

Elizabeth also reacted at this time, and said faintly: I'm jealous too.

Julia nodded in agreement, and said that she was jealous too.

Okay, don't do this, Eric squeezed the little girl's chin again, then withdrew his hand and said, I'm under a lot of psychological pressure now, and if you keep pressing it, there may be problems. In case I go crazy. Then there will be no one to feed you.

When Elizabeth heard Eric say this, she rolled her eyes and said, If you are crazy, we will build the most luxurious mental hospital in the world for you.

Julia nodded in agreement again, as if she wanted to live in as soon as possible.

The girl suddenly quieted down and looked at Eric intently. After a few seconds, she suddenly ignored the cups, saucers and plates on the table in the middle, and ignored the surprised gazes of the surrounding guests, leaning her body and leaning in. He came over, climbed over the square table, put his arms around Eric's shoulder and kissed him on the lips a few times, then slammed back, stood up, and said, Okay, I'll let her go.

It wasn't until the girl walked away that Elizabeth reacted from her stunned mouth. Looking at the messy table in front of her, she looked at Eric for a few seconds, then reached out and pinched the man's waist, standing up and said, Let me Go out, I must stay away from this little lunatic in the future.

Eric got up with a wry smile and got out of the way, and when Elizabeth pulled Julia away, he signaled the waiter not far away to come and clean up.

Nicole flashed out of nowhere, with her best friend Naomi Watts by her side.

Looking at the waiter who was cleaning up a mess, Nicole was very puzzled and said, What happened?

It's nothing, Eric shook his head and greeted Naomi Watts again: Hello, Nami, what have you been up to lately?

Good evening, Mr. Williams, Naomi Watts looked at the situation in front of her eyes curiously, while responding to Eric's words, I just got a role from Miramax, Nicole introduced it to me.

At this time, Eric was not interested in what role Naomi Watts got. He just nodded casually, and when the waiter cleared the long table in front of him, he signaled the two women to sit down and asked the waiter again. I drank a glass of red wine and chatted with the two girls.

After a while, an old man with gray hair in his 60s walked over with a few others and introduced each other. Only after that did Eric know that the other was Robert Rem, the president of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences who just took office last year.

The chairman of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences adopts a rotating system and changes frequently. The tenure is completely irregular, and Eric has no interest in meeting these old men who are usually over sixty years old.

After a few words of greeting, Robert Rem hoped that Eric could chat with everyone alone, so he said goodbye to Nicole and the two girls, and followed a group of people to a conference room in the Hilton Hotel.

Entering the conference room only to find that some of the other important Hollywood figures at the Vanity Fair party tonight were also there.

There was no formal agenda, it was more like a mobilization meeting.

The Academy hopes that Hollywood will pay more attention to the artistry of the films produced by the studios, not to be too commercialized blindly, and hope that this year's situation will not happen again at next year's Oscars. Although the topic is a bit tasteless, the old man is very nagging. The lifeblood of the Olympic Awards was in the hands of these old men, and everyone did not dare to be dissatisfied, so they could only listen patiently. By the time everyone left the conference room, nearly an hour had passed.

Returning to the party hall again, Eric found that the girl, Elizabeth, and Nicole had all left, and he answered the sentence that the three monks had no water to drink.

Although there was still some time in the party, Eric was also in a daze, reluctantly socialized for a while, and also left the party hall, planning to return to Jianjiao Manor.

When I came to the downstairs lobby of the hotel, I found a pink slender figure standing at the gate with a handbag in his hand.

Recognizing this figure, Eric said hello: Hi, Laura.

Laura Spencer heard the voice behind her, turned her head and looked over, suppressing the sudden acceleration of her heartbeat, with a smile, and said, Mr. Williams, are you going back?

After being sent to the media wall by Eric, although the girl can always find Eric at the party tonight, she has no chance to contact him again. If it were otherwise, she would definitely cherish this opportunity to meet some contacts, but tonight she was completely distracted by a certain man, and she had no idea of ​​socializing at all.

It had just been an hour before Laura Spencer could not find Eric at the party anymore, thinking that he had left, and she had no intention of continuing to stay at the party. Rick would suddenly appear behind her.

Yeah, Eric smiled and said, How about you?

All the hotel cars are dispatched, Laura Spencer said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, but with some vague expectation, I have to wait a while.

That's it, then I'll take you back.

The two said that Eric's bodyguard had already driven his car to the door of the hotel. Laura Spencer hesitated a little and got into the car with Eric.

The door was closed, and the driver started the car and drove out of the Hilton Hotel. Eric asked the girl beside him, By the way, where do you live?

Hollywood Royce Hotel.

Hollywood, oh, that requires a U-turn, Eric said, casually addressing the front row: Aaron?

Eric didn't put down the compartment partition. The driver in the front row could naturally hear the conversation between the two, nodded at the rearview mirror, and started to turn the steering wheel on his own initiative.

Eric lives in Malibu and needs to go west, but Hollywood is east of the Beverly Hilton. Laura Spencer felt the car start to turn, and suddenly wanted to say that it's okay to not turn around, but she still couldn't let go of her inner restraint, and it would be too embarrassing if she was rejected by the big boss.

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As a famous playboy, the big boss did not take the initiative, which made Laura Spencer even more disappointed.

Moreover, along the way, Eric's mood was obviously not as high as when he left the award ceremony, and even a little silent.

Did he meet a fake Eric Williams?

More than ten minutes later, outside the Royce Hotel in Hollywood, Laura Spencer looked at the black Maybach luxury car that drove away, and a faint resentment developed in her heart.

I must have met a fake Eric Williams.

This ignorant guy.

Leaving the still hustle and bustle of downtown Los Angeles and returning to Jiaojiao Manor, the time is approaching midnight.

The car slowly drove into the gate of the manor, and Eric asked, What about her?

Miss Kath, the driver in the front row paused and said, She refused to go to Mary's place to rest, and seemed to be sitting beside the tennis court.

Eric just remembered that except himself and the women close to him, no one else has permission to enter the Shell Villa. In addition to the Shell Villa, there are several apartments in the manor for bodyguards and servants to live in.

Seeing that the car was about to drive to the tennis court, Eric said, I can get off the car here. Go and rest.

The driver stopped the car, Eric got out of the car, walked straight to the manor tennis court with a light on, and soon found a figure sitting on a bench beside the tennis court.

Carmen Keith seemed to be in a daze and didn't notice Eric's arrival at all. It wasn't until Eric sat down beside her that the girl reacted, jumping up like a bunny and standing beside Eric quietly in a blink of an eye.

Patting his side, Eric said, Come here.

After hesitating for a while, Carmen Keith sat down in the position just now, perhaps moving a little further away from a certain man.

Eric didn't care either, put his hands on the back of the chair, leaned back, and looked up at the dark sky with a few stars in the middle of the night.

After an unknown amount of time, Eric took the initiative to say with a self-deprecating smile: It feels so strange, I seem to have a little lover now, and I have to be nervous to prevent my eldest wife from bullying you, why should I be right? Are you so good?

I, Carmen Keith bit her lip, said, I'm not your lover.

Yeah, I'm even more at a loss for this, Eric shook his head again: I'm still begging for you tonight, so that they don't bully you, you're not grateful at all.

They, Carmen Keith thought of Giselle, hesitated, and whispered, they are not good women.

Is a woman who bites her man a good woman?

I'm not your woman.

Eric nodded: That's right, it wasn't before.

Carmen Keith wanted to say that it would not be in the future, but, thinking of everything that happened during this time, she couldn't say it anyway. After a while, she murmured in a low voice, I, I want to thank you, and I'm sorry about that day.

Eric hummed and didn't speak again.

She sat next to her, and after a while, she took the initiative to say, You, your arm, are you all right?

Hey, Eric stretched out his right hand and said, See for yourself.

Seeing the man stretch out an arm, she subconsciously made a defensive action, but after a while, she gently held the arm on her knees, rolled up the sleeves of her suit and shirt, and lifted the still wrapped around it. Bandaged wound.