In the early morning, perhaps due to staying at Drew's house last night, Gwyneth Paltrow got up an hour or two earlier than usual, and when she came to the restaurant, she saw Eric sitting at the table eating breakfast.
Saying good morning to Eric, Gwyneth Paltrow asked the twins to help her prepare breakfast, then sat down opposite Eric, glanced at the newspaper in his hand, and asked: " Eric, Drew isn't up yet?"
Eric nodded and said, "Yeah, why did you get up so early?"
"It's already seven o'clock, I don't have the habit of sleeping late," Gwyneth said without any guilty expression, looked at the glass of milk in Eric's hand, her eyes flashed, and said: "Ah Rick, I'm a little thirsty, can I have your glass of milk first?"
Eric smiled, pushed the cup next to him, and called Natasha to prepare another cup for himself, and continued to look down at his newspaper.
Gwyneth took a sip of milk from the cup, smashed her mouth, recalled the discussion between Drew and Eric last night, raised her head and asked, "Eric, are you really going to buy four private jets at a time?" ?”
"Yes what's the matter?"
Gwyneth shrunk her neck, this time it wasn't really a gesture. When hearing Drew and Eric discuss the plan to purchase four private jets last night, Gwyneth felt a little unsure of what it was like. She came from a good background, but since she was a child, the number of times she has taken private jets is also very few. Eric wants to buy four private jets at a time, and also build private airports on the east and west coasts. She has never done such a thing. I thought it would happen to me.
However, thinking about Eric's wealth at the top of the Forbes rich list, Gwyneth felt that this kind of thing was a matter of course, but her envy for Drew increased a little bit, if this happened to her. good.
"I just think, well, is it enough?"
"Oh, if you want to use it at that time, you can borrow it from Drew."
Gwyneth blinked her eyes, moved her body forward unconsciously, regretted not sitting next to Eric just now, and said with a bit of coquettish tone, "Can I borrow it from you?"
"Okay."
"Then it's settled," Gwyneth immediately hit the snake with the stick, and then said, "However, I don't have your mobile phone number yet, can you give me one? I want a private one. .”
Eric shook his head slightly this time, and refused: "If you want to contact me, just find Drew."
"Hmph, I just said that I can borrow it from you," Gwyneth said coquettishly dissatisfied, took another sip of the milk in front of her, and deliberately licked the corners of her mouth provocatively. Unfortunately, Eric Didn't look at it at all.
Seeing that Eric was indifferent, Gwyneth was about to make persistent efforts, the girl drifted into the restaurant in a daze, barefoot, wearing a vest and shorts, with a sleepy look, dragging a chair to stab her He moved to Eric's side, yawned a little, and then lazily leaned on Eric's shoulder, feeling uncomfortable, and his small body quickly tilted down again.
Gwyneth saw Eric with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth, and deliberately stretched out his arms to hold the girl's body to prevent her from knocking on the edge of the table, and almost had an urge to roar loudly in her heart: You little bitch, why don't you Sleep to death!
On the other side of the table, Eric's arm was held in the arms of the girl in a daze, he hummed a few times, and then said: "Eric, ask Natasha to prepare the car, we will go to Ventura in a while. "
Eric lowered his head and said softly: "Why don't you eat something first and sleep on the road later?"
"Well, I haven't brushed my teeth yet, don't eat."
"Oh, then go brush your teeth."
"I still want to take a shower." A small white arm stretched up from under the table, pulled the collar of Eric's shirt, and said coquettishly: "Eric, you carry me."
Eric looked helpless, but put down the newspaper in his hand, reached out to hug the little girl in his arms, and left the restaurant.
Gwyneth felt that she was ignored during the whole process, and she was so angry that she wanted to throw out the glass of milk in front of her. Seeing Natasha walking in with a salad, she politely put the plate in front of her , Gwyneth subconsciously wanted to deliberately pick a few faults, but when she thought of the appearance of these two quiet Russian girls punching sandbags in the gym, she immediately endured it again, but felt inexplicably wronged in her heart.
After more than half an hour, Eric and Drew walked into the restaurant again talking and laughing together. Both of them changed their clothes, and they didn't know if they took the opportunity to do something bad again.
Gwyneth changed a smile on her face, and winked at Drew deliberately mockingly, before she pretended to ask unintentionally: "Drew, is it too far away from Los Angeles to build a private airport in Ventura? gone?"
Ventura is a small city in the north of Los Angeles, about 100 kilometers away from Los Angeles. Gwyneth heard Eric and Drew discuss building a private airport in Ventura last night.
Druby was much more energetic just now, and said: "I also want to build the airport in Los Angeles, but unfortunately the runway of the Boeing 747 requires at least three kilometers. It’s Ventura. However, it’s less than 50 kilometers away from Pointe Manor, which isn’t too far away. It’s almost 50 kilometers away from Pointe Pointe Manor to Los Angeles International Airport. By the way, Kate, today is the weekend, do you want to come with us? Go together? Ventura is still very suitable for weekend vacation and leisure, and Eric and I plan to buy a small manor or something there by the way."
Although I made an appointment to go home for lunch at noon today, Gwyneth nodded without thinking about it, and said, "Okay," she said, rolling her eyes between Eric and Drew, and said with a smile: "As long as you don't think I'm a light bulb."
The girl immediately said: "Then you can call your boyfriend together, we plan to stay in Ventura for two days and come back on Monday."
Gwyneth glanced at Eric subconsciously, smiled and shook her head and said, "I don't have one now, or else, lend me your boyfriend."
"Hehe, don't borrow it." The girl also shook her head with a smile, and held Eric's arm. She didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and said, "But you can come and grab it. Whoever grabs it will get it."
After breakfast, Eric called a group of bodyguards, and the group set off from Beverly Hills.
Pass through downtown Los Angeles, head north along California Highway 1, and enter another residential area after more than an hour.
On Drew's Land Rover Range Rover, Eric sat in the middle, and the girl sat on the side near the sea. Passing by the city of Oxnard in the south of Ventura, he pointed to a large area of Linhai surrounded by low barbed wire with regret. Area, said: "It's a pity, it would be great if the airport could be built here."
Eric just smiled, but Gwyneth, who was sitting on the other side of Eric, leaned over, looked out beside Eric, and asked curiously: "Then why didn't it be built here? I also think it's a good place here?"
Xia Tian's clothes are very light and thin. Eric felt the soft body of Gwyneth's intentional approach, and he didn't bother to avoid it. He just explained with a smile: "This is the Mugu Naval Base."
"Hehe, that's definitely not going to work." Gwyneth smiled, but did not move her body away, and continued: "In this case, can we build a private airport nearby, like, I remember, near the military base Should there be some no-fly zone?"
"No problem," Eric did not answer, and Drew on the other side said, "I have already consulted a lawyer, and there are two civilian airports in Oxnard, and the one on the north is not far from here. Ten kilometers. If there is a no-fly zone, these two airports would not be possible.”
Chatting all the way, passing through the urban area of Oxnard, and soon came to the city of Ventura, which is adjacent to the north.
Eric and his party first stayed at a private resort in Ventura, and then came to the airport construction site chosen by Drew with an official from Ventura.
The land is located next to a dry river in the south of Ventura City. Eric and Drew got off the car together and saw that there was still a farmland in front of them.
The Ventura city official named Jack Wilson also got out of the car, led Eric and his party through the farmland along a simple concrete road, and explained: "Mr. Williams, look , the south is Ventura Harbor, if you have a yacht, you can also park here. Oh, the land that needs to build a private airport is here. From our feet to the west three kilometers, one kilometer south, a total of 300 hectares of land Ms. Barrymore said that the airport will be able to stop about 10 planes, and this land must be enough. Of course, if you want to build two cross-shaped runways, you need to extend at least 500 meters to the north, but I think this It should not be necessary, Oxnard's two civilian airports also share one runway."
Eric nodded and asked the girl next to him: "Shall we build one runway or two?"
The girl smiled and gave out two fingers: "The plot on the Long Island side has already been selected, just two."
"Miss Barrymore, this place can't be compared with Long Island," Jack Wilson interjected with a smile: "We are a densely populated area, if you want to draw a larger plot, you will not only have to spend more money , and the review time will be longer. After all, if you go further north, you will be close to the residential area. If you want to build it, you still need to obtain the consent of the people. If you come to our feet, the distance is just right, and there is no need to hold a hearing Like, you can also break ground as soon as possible."
Eric feels that he has been troubled by the land recently. He looked at the large land in the north of the road, and without thinking too much, he planned to take as many land as possible, so as not to encounter Firefly Studios in the future. Therefore, he said: "If possible, let's build two runways. We are not in a hurry. If we can extend another kilometer to the north, we can take 600 hectares of land."
Now that Eric decided, Jack Wilson nodded with a smile, and just said: "In this case, Mr. Williams, it will take at least a year before the construction of this airport can start."
Eric smiled and asked, "Jack, don't you want me to buy as much land as possible, which can contribute more taxes to Ventura?"
Jack Wilson nodded, with some shrewdness in his eyes, and said: "Of course, but these taxes have nothing to do with me. I am only responsible for providing you with the most reasonable advice."
Several people talked and laughed, and wandered around the surrounding land for half an hour. Jack Wilson explained to Eric in detail the various matters that need to be paid attention to in building a private airport. It was close to noon before everyone returned to Ventura together. city.
As a small city mainly for leisure, there are hundreds of yachts moored in the harbor of Ventura. After finishing business, everyone rented a yacht and went out to sea together in the afternoon.
The white yacht was drifting leisurely on the sea more than ten kilometers away from the coastline. Eric was lying on the deck in beach pants and sunglasses, basking in the sun. He saw the twins turn off the engine, get off the anchor and walk over from the other side of the ship. , sat up, and asked with a smile: "I didn't know you could fly a yacht, by the way, can you fly a plane?"
The two girls smiled shyly and sat down beside Drew docilely. One of them nodded and said, "Helicopter, yes."
The girl next to Eric also got up, hugged Eric's arm and said with a smile: "Eric, they know everything, maybe they are agents sent by the KGB to lure you."
Eric knocked on the girl's head, looked at the twins, and joked: "It looks really similar, so beautiful. Tell me what you plan to do, as long as you don't kill me, I will try my best to cooperate."
The twins still smiled shyly, shook their heads and said, "No, master, the boss sent us to learn these."
Gwyneth, who had already sat up on the other side of Eric, felt that she was being ignored again, put down the juice in her hand, and took the initiative to find a topic: "Eric, didn't you say you want to buy four private jets? Why is that Jack Wilson said it was more than a dozen?"
Eric explained: "It must be a waste to build a private airport with only four private jets, and some other people will buy it together."
Gwyneth was still a little curious: "Who is it?"
Eric didn't answer, but smiled and said, "You can buy it too, just store it here when the time comes."
Gwyneth's eyes showed yearning, but she shook her head regretfully, looking at Eric with some inexplicable hope, and said, "I can't even afford a good car now, let alone a private jet. .”
"When you become a big star in the future, you can afford it."
"It doesn't matter when it will be, and even if I want to buy it, I definitely can't afford Boeing." Gwyneth looked enviously at Drew who was whispering something to the twins, and said: "Eric , buy 1,500 acres here, oh, that is 600 hectares of land, it should be very expensive, right?"
Eric likes to use the area unit of hectare, and the official named Jack Wilson deliberately cooperated with him in the morning. Gwyneth was obviously influenced by their conversation in the morning, so she deliberately changed the habit Acres are converted to hectares.
"If it's Los Angeles, it's very expensive. It's different here. If it's just the land, it won't exceed 20 million U.S. dollars."
Although the piece of land that Drew valued was adjacent to downtown Ventura, it was only farmland, and it couldn't be much more expensive. Jeffrey bought the 2,000-acre farm in Maryland for only $7 million. The most expensive part of building a private airport is actually the later operation and maintenance. (To be continued.)