"Thank you," the slender blond stewardess smiled and handed a glass of prepared cocktail to Eric, who was sitting next to the small bar, thanked him softly.
At this time, he was on the private jet of the Murdoch family. Before that, Eric really did not expect that Murdoch would be so eager to send a private jet to Venice to pick him up. However, although the other party's purpose is not simple, since the benefits delivered to the door, Eric must be disrespectful. Even if it is a first-class passenger plane, it is definitely not as comfortable as a private jet with complete facilities.
After attending the opening ceremony of the Venice Film Festival last night and the premiere of "Small Island" in the morning, Eric handed over the rest to Jonathan Demme and others, and hurriedly boarded the This huge Boeing private jet flew back to Los Angeles, and "Friends" achieved such amazing results, it would be a lie to say that he was not in a hurry to return to Los Angeles.
In addition to his assistant, and a deputy manager of the Fox TV station who came, there are also two chicks who are sitting on the sofa near him and whispering, Julia and Elizabeth. Allen and the manager stayed in another lounge with winking eyes.
"What are you talking about, Julia, you look so happy?" Eric turned around and leaned on the bar, asking for nothing.
↘, Julia raised her head and was about to speak when Elizabeth glared at her, "Whatever your business!"
Ever since she learned of the ratings miracle of "Friends", for some reason, Elizabeth's attitude towards Eric became more 'bad'.
"If the topic of the conversation is related to me, then it must be my business," Eric said with a smile. Holding the wine glass, he stood up and walked towards the sofa. Sitting casually beside Julia.
Julia saw Eric sitting down beside her. She raised her body slightly as if she wanted to avoid it, but she quickly relaxed again, but Elizabeth said relentlessly, "Hey, who told you to sit here?"
"Liz, I'm a guest, how can you be so rude."
"When you are a guest, you should have the self-consciousness of a guest," Elizabeth said tit for tat.
"You are so unwelcoming, Liz. It seems that when I return to Los Angeles, I want to mention this to Mr. Murdoch, and maybe I should enroll you in a lady's etiquette training class or something." Eric said, Unknowingly, she took on an elder tone, which caused the unknown flames in Elizabeth's heart, which was already very upset, to rise up.
Elizabeth stared at Eric for a while, but couldn't find a sharper response for a while, so she stood up suddenly: "I'm going to rest, you can do your own thing, Mr. guest." After the girl finished speaking, she stepped on her high heels and walked towards the bedroom. go.
do not know when. The two stewardesses also left quietly, leaving only Eric and Julia in this section of the cabin.
The girl glanced at Eric who was sitting next to her, leaning comfortably on the sofa and squinting his eyes to rest. He straightened his waist, but did not leave, and sat quietly beside Eric, and unconsciously began to enjoy this peaceful atmosphere.
These few days in Venice were the longest time she spent with Eric in a non-working state. The girl also found that compared to Eric, who is a bit grumpy and has a strong desire to control when he is at work, this man is very casual most of the time in private. Even though Elizabeth can't help but confront him, Eric has never lost his composure , but Elizabeth was always rendered speechless by his understatement. Just a few days of getting along has also greatly changed Eric's original image in the girl's heart. At least, he is no longer the original image of the big devil in her heart.
I don't know how long it took, but Eric still didn't move, and the girl secretly turned her face to look at the man around her. After several days of running around, and because of the time difference, Eric's young There was obvious fatigue on his face, and stubble grew on his chin that he couldn't clean up in time.
However, this vicissitudes and mature appearance made Julia feel a little moved, and the girl even had the urge to reach out and touch her.
But without even making the most basic movements, the impulse in Julia's heart has turned into a sigh. She just reached out and took the empty wine glass in Eric's hand and put it aside, then sat down gently again. Next to the man, thinking about what Elizabeth had said to her after learning about the miraculous ratings of "Friends".
Originally, she only knew that Eric was very powerful, very powerful, and every movie he made had a high box office. Even if it was the first time he set foot in a TV series, he easily created a miracle in ratings. But how powerful it is, the girl didn't have any specific measurement in her heart. It wasn't until Elizabeth, who was more experienced, explained it to her, that Julia could imagine a little bit of Eric's current height.
Eric, who had fallen into a deep sleep beside him, moved his body, and seemed to feel that this sleeping position was very uncomfortable, so he fell down on the sofa, his head was just resting on the girl's lap, and he put his arm around Zhu inadvertently. Leah's slender waist.
Julia, who was thinking wildly, was taken aback by Eric's action. She thought Eric had woken up, but she looked down and found a comfortable position in her arms, hummed twice and then fell silent again. Eric, the girl just realized.
He chuckled silently, finally mustered up the courage, and stretched out his fingertips to lightly touch the handsome face with sharp edges and corners.
The blond flight attendant who bartended Eric not long ago reappeared in the cabin, as if she wanted to ask the guests if they needed anything. When she saw the intimate scene of the man and woman on the sofa, the blond stewardess slightly opened her eyes. As a young man, of course she knew Julia and Eric, and she usually cared more about gossip in the entertainment industry, but at this time she saw it with her own eyes. The blond flight attendant still felt a little unbelievable when she saw the young and overly famous director sleeping on the lap of Julia Roberts, who had become a top Hollywood actress.
Seeing the startled look of the stewardess, Julia's face was slightly hot, but she stretched out her hand and made a gesture of silence. This action also woke up the stagnant stewardess, and quickly showed a professional smile to Julia , intends to withdraw.
But Julia stopped her movement, stretched out her hand and gestured a few times, the stewardess quickly understood, and found a blanket to cover Eric gently.
Julia relaxed after the stewardess left, and looked down at Eric's sleeping face in a daze.
Thoughts turn and turn, turn and turn.
What I finally thought of was, I was wearing jeans with rough fabric today, would it be uncomfortable for him to stick them on
Because of the time difference, it was nine hours earlier than Venice, and after more than ten hours of flying, it was less than 8:00 pm local time in the United States when it arrived in Los Angeles, and the summer sky had just completely darkened.
Knowing that Eric will arrive in Los Angeles at this time, there are many people, so more than one wave of people are waiting outside the airport. Fortunately, he came back by private jet, and the itinerary was relatively secret. If he took the passenger plane according to the original plan, he would definitely be blocked by a large wave of reporters who had calculated the time.
As soon as Eric's figure appeared, several waves of people waiting outside the airport surrounded him. These people didn't know each other at first, but after seeing each other's actions, they understood the purpose of others, so they speeded up in unison. He stepped forward.
"Mr. Williams, I am Mr. Murdoch's assistant..."
"Mr. Williams, Mr. Eisner asked me to wait for you here..."
"Eric, we met during the recording of "Sophia Talk Show", I am the manager of cbs Los Angeles branch..."
Eric smiled and shook hands with the wave of people who were introduced in a hurry. After everyone became quieter, he finally said: "I'm really sorry, I just returned to Los Angeles, and the jet lag has not reversed. If there is anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow." ?"
Of course, several waves of people couldn't leave willingly just because of Eric's few words, and they all spoke again. Seeing Eric walking out on his own, they didn't dare to pester him too much.
In fact, Eric had expected this situation a long time ago, but he just didn't expect that there would be so many people who came to intercept him at the airport. He hurriedly got into a black car specially sent by Jeffrey, and waited for Allen to put it away. After the luggage was loaded into the car, Eric bid farewell to everyone outside the car window, and at the same time did not forget to wave to Julia and Elizabeth standing outside the crowd.
Seeing Eric's car leaving in the dust, these people were a little disappointed and ran to their own cars to leave.
Of course Elizabeth didn't mind the others leaving, but seeing that the assistant sent by her father seemed to want to leave on her own, the little flame in Elizabeth's heart was ignited again, and she crossed her waist and shouted: "Hey, Wen Sente, is Miss Ben an air?"
The assistant named Vincent in Elizabeth's mouth was all focused on Eric just now, and she really didn't notice Elizabeth who came out later, and hurried over and said: "Oh, sorry, Miss Second, I just didn't notice you , I failed to hear from Mr. Williams, and I don’t even know how to explain this to Mr. Murdoch.”
Elizabeth pulled Julia towards a luxury Bentley, and said angrily, "I don't care what you say, take us back to Beverly Hills first."
"But," Vincent followed hesitantly, "Second Miss, I have to report this to Mr. Murdoch as soon as possible. Mr. Murdoch is still waiting at the Century City headquarters."
"It's so late, why don't you let us two girls take a taxi back, what if we encounter bad guys?" Elizabeth said, stuffing the suitcases that she and Julia were pulling into Wen Sente, self-serving, pulled Julia into the Bentley, and slammed the door shut.
Vincent gave a wry smile, and had no choice but to talk to the deputy manager of Fox who had been ignored by Elizabeth and went to Venice to pick him up. At the same time, he picked up the mobile phone and dialed the number. (To be continued..)