I’m in Hollywood

Five hundred and fortieth eight chapters kill Bond

Eric thought that it should be the Rose of Pride, and said: If you are not happy, then just don't pick it up. Please search (\u0026¥) to read the most complete! The fastest updated novel

It's easy to say, I still want to make money to support my family. If I'm not happy, I won't act. Then I won't think about acting again in the future, Sophie seemed to have forgotten what she just said, and teased Eric road.

Passing a street lamp, Sophie stepped on her short shadow and jumped briskly a few times. The high heels tapped the slate to make a series of crisp dabs. A white and slender calf.

Eric looked at Sophie's slightly childish movements with some heart, thinking that the aura girl in First Kiss still hadn't grown up, but she had learned to compromise. I don't know if it was a pity.

Sophie jumped a few times, and walked to Eric's right hand naturally.

Eric looked at the soft face beside him, and said, Otherwise, come to Hollywood and I will introduce you to a movie.

Sophie looked at Eric, and then she remembered that the young man beside him was the boss of the famous Firefly Film Company in Hollywood, and he was also the director of a series of global bestsellers. However, Sophie had not yet cooperated with Hollywood. However, Eric's young face really made her feel less awe of this young man's other identity than Frederick Bloom of the tf1 company just now. The girl was stunned for a moment, looking at the gentle smile on Eric's face, suddenly relaxed again, and said with a smile, Then tell me what movie it is first, I won't act if you're not interested?

Eric remembered the topic he had just discussed with John Carley in the restaurant, and said, How is the Bond girl?

Sophie immediately said with a look of disdain: The guy who goes around looking for girls and being handsome and can save the world?

Eric smiled and said, Yeah, it's that guy, are you interested?

Sophie extended her tone a little: I'm not interested~~~

Don't be so absolute, why not try it, and you'll be the prettiest Bond girl ever.

If I want to play, I'll play the villain, kill Bond, and destroy the world, Sophie said, baring her little white teeth 'ferociously'. But the melancholy face, which is full of natural literary and artistic style, does not show any viciousness.

Okay, let you play the villain, kill Bond and destroy the world.

Sophie looked sideways at Eric's expression for a few seconds,

Suddenly a little surprised: Are you serious?

Eric nodded solemnly: Of course, do you think I'm joking?

Forget it, Sophie's face suddenly turned red. Even under the not-so-bright street lights, it was very obvious, and she threw out these words in a panic. Suddenly he glared at Eric fiercely again: You guy who likes to coax women with rhetoric, I will never fall for you again.

But I'm obviously discussing this matter with you very seriously, Eric said innocently, Before I met you, I happened to be talking with John Carley, the president of MGM Pictures. The problem with the 007 series, MGM is likely to use the setting of two Bond girls, positive and negative, in the latest 007 sequel, if you are interested, I can recommend you to play the villain Bond girl in the past.

Sophie realized that Eric was really not joking, remembered her oversensitive reaction just now, and gave her two embarrassed words. Unconsciously speeding up his steps, he walked towards the steps ahead to leave the embankment of the Seine. Eric looked at the back of the girl who was fleeing, smiled, and quickly followed.

After leaving the embankment, Eric saw Sophie standing on the side of the road waiting for a taxi. He stepped forward and gently pulled the girl: Why don't I take you back. It's not easy to stop the taxi now.

Sophie looked at Eric, saw how Eric was alone, and said with a smile, Why did you send me back?

Eric smiled confidently and mysteriously: I'll make a magic trick for you. After speaking, Eric raised his right hand and snapped his fingers skillfully. Sophie stared with anticipation and curiosity. eyes. Clear eyes stared at Eric's raised right hand.

Then……

And then……

Still nothing happened.

The crisp laughter of schadenfreude soon scattered in the dim yellow lights on the street.

Haha, hahaha... Well, Eric, it's very late, I'm going home.

Sophie was talking when she saw a taxi approaching from a distance, and was about to step forward and wave. But was stopped again.

Eric pointed to a black car driving over from the other side and said, Hey, my car is here.

While speaking, the black car had stopped in front of the two, and the driver got out of the car and opened the door respectfully.

Eric gently pushed Sophie, Sophie couldn't think of any excuse for refusal for a while, so she got into the back seat. Eric got into the car from the other side and asked, I don't know where you live yet?

Sophie rolled her eyes at Eric, deliberately talked to the driver in French, and then raised her chin proudly at Eric.

The black car continued to drive along New York Avenue for a while, then turned into a road to the northwest, and walked through the streets of Paris for more than ten minutes before stopping outside a typical five-story European-style apartment.

Sophie said goodbye to Eric, and politely thanked the driver, pushed open the door, jumped out of the car briskly, and ran towards the apartment door. Eric ordered the driver a few words and got off. car.

Quickly entering the password on the access control, Sophie was about to push open the heavy iron door when she was startled by the figure of Eric beside her.

You, you...what are you doing? Sophie was a little flustered instinctively, and she subconsciously protected her two little hands in front of her.

Eric's face is harmless: Sophie, I'm thirsty...

The girl burst out laughing, but immediately blushed again and glared at Eric: Eric, can you think of any worse excuses?

Eric pointed to the sedan that had gone away: Hey...

Sophie looked at the black sedan that quickly disappeared around the corner, as if she had found a reasonable excuse in her heart. She pushed open the iron door of the apartment and let Eric come in with him, but she didn't forget to steal the bell: You finish drinking. The water has to go.

no problem.

Also, don't mess around.

I swear.

It doesn't sound sincere at all.

I swear to God.

Don't, what if God takes anger on me.

I'll let him punish me alone.

Grumpy.

In the narrow corridor of the apartment, the two of them whispered and quickly disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

...

In just a week, after waking up in the arms of the same man she was not familiar with, Sophie couldn't help but repent of her depravity.

only. Sophie still didn't understand why she fell so easily when she was with the man who was holding her at this time. She could only feel very comfortable when she was with Eric, and he could always easily guess her intentions. , even if there are occasional differences in the conversation between the two, they will be so clear-cut, and Eric never tries to convince her to agree with her point of view. He seemed to have understood from the beginning that she hated the kind of person who liked to preach.

Although the two have known each other for less than a week. But he seemed to have known her for many years, and Sophie even remembered what Eric said when he first appeared in front of her, I think I should have known you in my last life, so I came up to say hello.

On this cool, sunny summer morning in Paris, in an apartment in the 16th arrondissement, Sophie suddenly felt that maybe what he said was true.

Oh, so silly.

Although she thought her idea was absurd, Sophie turned her body slightly curiously. He seemed to want to take a good look at him while he was sleeping, but just turned over and met Eric's bright eyes.

You, are you awake? Sophie said calmly.

Eric could feel the momentary tension in Sophie's waist, and wondered, What's wrong?

It's nothing, Sophie shook her head lightly and added, You should go.

Eric reached out and took a look at the watch on the dresser. It wasn't even eight o'clock, so she retracted into the bed again, hugged Sophie into her arms, and rubbed her chin against the woman's round shoulder: It's still early, let's sleep for a while.

Sophie opened her mouth to say something. But he gave up the idea, thinking that there was nothing to do today, so he leaned on Eric's arms obediently, twisted his body by the way, pulled Eric's arm on the pillow, and changed to a more comfortable position. .

The two were like mice snuggling closely together in the cold winter, and it was unknown how long it had passed. Once again, they opened their eyes together.

Eric snorted and smelled a faint smell of toasted bread, and said to Sophie, Am I starving and delusional?

Sophie chuckled lightly and said, There's a bakery nearby downstairs. I'm hungry too. Get up and buy some bread.

Eric immediately bargained: I don't speak French, you go.

You don't speak French, and you don't know the franc?

Eric buried his head in Sophie's scented pillow, and continued to cheat: I'm a big man, and I never carry change on my body.

Sophie pinched Eric angrily and hilariously, but got out of the quilt, walked barefoot to the closet, found a loose pink home clothes at random, put it on, and dug it out from her purse. With a few small notes, he stepped out of the door in furry slippers.

Eric watched the girl disappear, stretched comfortably, and slowly started to get up and put on clothes.

Then, after a simple breakfast, Eric was kicked out by Sophie again.

It's weird, why say it again.

Eric can of course understand Sophie's tangled mood. In her past life memory, in the ten years after the filming of The Blue Movement in 1991, Sophie did not collaborate with Zulaski on any film again. The Blue Movement was a movie two years ago. Although her relationship with Zurasky began to fade, just like the movie When Love Becomes a Habit directed by Sophie Yuankong, the two of them are still There was no formal separation, but it just became a habit. From some performance tracks of Sophie's previous life, Eric knew that Sophie spent more of her wandering in Hollywood in the following years. What Eric has to do now, That is, two years ahead of Braveheart, Sophie was abducted to Hollywood.

This couldn't be easier for him, and from the communication with Sophie, Eric could also realize that Sophie was not disgusted by the invitation from Hollywood, or rather the invitation from himself.

Back at the hotel to meet Chris, and after a brief finalization, Chris formally submitted an offer to wholly-owned Nokia's mobile communications division to the management of the Nokia Group in Finland.

Unsurprisingly, Nokia's management rejected Firefly's investment plan for the first time, and Nokia's offer was to sell 20 percent of Nokia Group's shares in exchange for $250 million in development funds. This plan is far from Eric's expectations, but Eric also knows that, just like the wholly-owned acquisition plan of Firefly Pictures, the plan given by Nokia is also just a test. It was determined after a long period of seesaw negotiations.

After the official contact, Chris did not stay in Paris, but took the Firefly acquisition team to Helsinki, the capital of Finland. Eric remained in Paris, but maintained close contact with Chris.

In addition, to Eric's surprise, the proposal he put forward on the night he met with Marcel Noiret of the Lyon Credit Bank and John Carley of MGM was unanimously opposed by all the film forces in Europe. It is also very obvious that although Eric's proposal is very promising, no one wants to step into the mess of MGM.

Over the years, MGM has not achieved any outstanding performance at all, except for several capital operations in the hands of Kirk Kerkorian to make a lot of money. However, Kirk Cortrian has never invested a cent in MGM. MGM's operation method is to continuously issue corporate bonds, and use this method to raise funds to produce and distribute movies, but it has been more than ten years. After that, not many big-selling movies were released, but the debt accumulation was getting higher and higher.

After the box-office failures of Beast Peak and The Last Action Hero released in the summer vacation, the Lyon Credit Bank, the largest shareholder at this time, not only could not obtain any benefits from MGM, but in order to prevent MGM from falling into Debt crisis, but also continue to invest money in MGM.

In this case, it is not difficult to understand that these European film forces are unwilling to step into this mess.

In desperation, Eric thought about it, and soon came up with a more acceptable plan. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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