I’m in Hollywood

Putting down the phone, Eric turned to the girl and said, Okay, go to UTA to find Kapoor, he knows what to do.

Virginia has changed into a rose-colored suit and skirt at this time, adding a bit of intelligence, carrying a small satchel in her hand: Aren't you going back to the city with me?

No, I'm here waiting for my lawyer to come. And we were discovered by the paparazzi together. It must be not good.

Virginia took out a bunch of keys and handed it to Eric: This is the spare key of the villa. If you want, you can... come over at any time.

Eric smiled and took the key and put it in his pocket: Don't worry, I will come here often. Then he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and squeeze the girl's pointed chin: You look really good in this suit. Sexy, show me in bed next time.

Virginia threw a wink at Eric: It's only after eight o'clock, I can go out later.

Eric slapped the girl's buttocks wrapped in the skirt, rubbed it a few times, and said with a smile, Don't be mad, be careful I'll keep you from going out for three days, let's go.

Oops, it's wrinkled. Virginia patted Eric's magic hand away and tidied up her skirt: Then I'll go first.

Not long after Virginia left, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped at the door of the villa. Eric's personal lawyer carefully matched the address on the note before ringing the doorbell in confusion.

Eric, have you bought another home here? Edward Lewis asked when Eric opened the door.

Eric explained: No, this is a friend's house.

Edward followed Eric into the living room, without looking at the feminine home accessories, just the faint fragrance in the air, Edward was sure that this was a woman's home. This made him a little envious of Eric's beauty.

Leading the private lawyer to the balcony on the second floor, Eric pointed to the sharp corner not far away and asked, Edward, if I want to buy the land there, what do I need to do?

Edward put on his glasses, squinted and shook his head: Eric, it's too far away, why don't we go and take a look? It's not clear here.

No problem, Eric picked up the script with the design draft and followed Edward out the door.

The two of them stood on the edge of the cliff in the sharp corner, with bare brown rocks under their feet and overgrown with weeds, but the blue sea in front of them was beautiful and pleasant.

Edward held a design draft in his hand, although it was drawn with a pen, but with Eric's solid sketching skills, the buildings on the map were still vivid.

The private lawyer praised the atmosphere and luxury of the building on the sketch. If it is really built, it will definitely become a landmark building in Malibu: Eric, are you sure you want to build a mansion like this?

Isn't it possible?

Edward nodded: There are private villas on both sides. Although I don't know anything about construction engineering, but after a little guess, I know that the reason why this place has been changed into a park must be because it is not suitable for construction land, or else there is no People will let these acres sit vacant.

As long as I can take this land, Eric said: No matter how much it costs, I will build it. If the ground is not good, I will use cement to reinforce it; if I need soil, I will bring it from outside; excavators If the construction cannot be carried out, then use explosives.”

Edward smiled and shook his head.

Eric also felt that what he just said was too upstart,

He smiled and said, Edward, you're not scolding the 'damn rich man' in your heart, are you?

Of course not, I just don't think it's necessary, Eric. Look at those, Edward pointed to the villa twice: It's very comfortable to live in a villa like that, and here, there's nothing but rocks and weeds. .

After Edward finished speaking, he looked at Eric with curiosity in his expression. He wanted to know why Eric suddenly wanted to build a mansion here.

This is one of my ideals. Eric understood what the private lawyer wanted to ask, and he made up an excuse, both true and false: I just moved to Los Angeles from England when I was a child, and was brought here by my father to play here once. The mind of a young man suddenly came up with the idea of ​​building a big house on the land under his feet. Later, he gradually forgot about it. Until this morning, when he suddenly saw this place again, he remembered the whimsical vision from a long time ago. Enough economic power, why not make it happen.”

After speaking, Eric grabbed a blade of grass and chewed it in his mouth twice: I have had countless ideas from childhood to adulthood. , have you had any unusual thoughts before?

Edward seems to be recalled by Eric's words: When I was in high school, I wanted to be a rock star, so I skipped classes to go to school, and was caught by my father and locked up for a month. After being released, he obediently applied to Yale Law School.

Eric laughed and looked at Edward, who was more refined and more scholarly: You don't look like someone who used to play rock and roll now.

Edward sighed, Certainly, it's been almost thirty years. The Beatles were just founded, Elvis was still in his prime, and now those legends are gone.

Elvis and the Beatles were too far away from Eric, but he could still hear the memories and feelings in Edward's tone, and reached out and touched several pockets.

Edward glanced at Eric's actions, and also took out his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes: Are you looking for this?

Eric took a cigarette and lit it and took a swig: I thought you didn't smoke.

Edward glanced around instinctively, and then ordered one: Occasionally, I smoked one. I was very addicted to smoking in high school. My father found that he beat me once and used a cane to smoke it. It was very painful, and slowly It formed a psychological shadow. Even if my father stopped taking care of it later, I still used to be sneaky when I smoked, and many people thought I didn’t have this habit.”

The two men, both mentally aged in their forties, smoked and chatted while the sea breeze blew for half an hour. Edward crushed the last cigarette butt and stuffed it into the empty cigarette case along with Eric's. Bag: I haven't been so relaxed in a long time.

Then you can come here often to wander around.

Too busy, Edward shook his head and continued, Eric, get your check ready. I'll try my best to help you get this land down.

Thank you.

You're welcome, I want to take a commission. Edward joked: However, Eric, you need to find a financial manager. Today, this kind of thing, strictly speaking, is beyond the scope of my service.