Putting down the phone, Eric turned to the girl and said, "Okay, go to Uta to find Kapoor, he knows what to do."
Virginia had already changed into a rose-colored suit and skirt at this time, adding a bit of intellectuality, with 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 found by the paparazzi together. It must not be good."
Virginia took out a bunch of keys and handed them to Eric: "This is a spare key for the villa. If you want, you can... come here anytime."
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 reaching out and pinching the girl's sharp chin: "You look really good in this suit." It's sexy, show it to me next time you wear it on the bed."
Virginia winked at Eric: "It's only past eight o'clock, and 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 so sloppy, be careful that I won't let you go out for three days, let's go."
"Oh, it's crumpled." Virginia $ () Ya patted Eric's magic hand away and straightened the 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 checked the address on the note before ringing the doorbell in doubt.
"Eric, did you buy another house here?" Seeing Eric open the door, Edward Lewis asked.
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 all the way 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 his eyes, and shook his head: "Eric, it's too far away, why don't we go over and have 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 stood on the edge of the cliff in the sharp corner, with bare brown rocks under their feet, surrounded by overgrown 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 and pen, with Eric's solid sketching skills, the buildings on the picture were still vivid.
The private lawyer admired the grandeur and luxury of the building in the drawing. 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 okay?"
Edward nodded: "These two sides are private villas. Although I don't know much about construction engineering, but after a little guessing, I know that the reason why this place has been changed into a park must be because it is not suitable for building land, otherwise there is no People are going to let those few acres sit vacant."
"As long as I can take this piece of 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; If you can’t do it, use explosives.”
Edward smiled and shook his head.
Eric also felt that what he said just now was too rich, so he smiled and said, "Edward, you don't scold 'damn rich' in your heart, do you?"
"Of course not, I just don't think it's necessary to do so, Eric. Look at those," Edward pointed to the villa twice: "That kind of villa is very comfortable to live in, but here, there is nothing but rocks and weeds .”
After Edward finished speaking, he looked at Eric with curiosity in his expression. He wanted to know why Eric wanted to build a mansion here on a whim.
"This is one of my ideals." Eric understood what the private lawyer wanted to ask, and made up an excuse that was both true and false: "I just moved to Los Angeles from the UK when I was a child, and my father brought me here to play once. The youthful mind, suddenly came up with the idea of building a big house on the land under his feet. Later, he gradually forgot, until this morning, when he suddenly saw this place again, he remembered the whimsy a long time ago, as if it had been a lifetime ago. And he had it again Enough economic strength, why not realize it."
After finishing speaking, Eric grabbed a blade of grass and chewed it twice in his mouth: "I have had countless thoughts since I was a child, and I have lost my mind along the way. I have to realize a few, so I won't regret it in the future. Edward , Have you ever had any unusual thoughts before?"
Edward seemed to be recalled by Eric's words: "When I was in high school, I wanted to be a rock star, so I skipped class to go to school, was caught by my father and locked up for a month, and after I was released, I obediently applied for Yale Law School. "
Eric laughed, and looked at Edward, who was elegant and more like a scholar: "You don't look like someone who used to play rock and roll now."
Edward sighed: "Of course, it has been almost thirty years. At that time, the Beatles had just been established, and Elvis Presley was still in power. Now these legends have disappeared."
Elvis Presley and the Beatles were too far away from Eric, but he still heard the memories and feelings in Edward's tone, and reached out and touched a few pockets.
Edward glanced at Eric's movements, then took out his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes: "Are you looking for this?"
Eric took a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff: "I thought you didn't smoke."
Edward looked around instinctively, and then he ordered one: "Occasionally I would smoke one. When I was in high school, I was very addicted to cigarettes. My father found out that he beat me once. He smoked with a rattan cane. It hurts. Slowly. It formed a psychological shadow. Even though my father stopped taking care of me later, I still used to sneak around when I smoked, and many people thought I didn’t have this habit.”
The two mentally aged men in their forties were chatting while smoking. After blowing the sea breeze for half an hour, Edward crushed the last cigarette butt, and stuffed Eric's cigarette butt into the empty cigarette case. Bag: "It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed."
"After that, you can come here often."
"Too busy," Edward shook his head, and continued, "Eric, get the check ready, I'll try my best to help you get this piece of land."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, I want to get a commission." Edward joked: "However, Eric, you need to find a financial manager. Strictly speaking, this kind of thing today is beyond the scope of my service."