It's already midsummer, and it's not even eight o'clock in the morning, and the sunlight coming in through the window is already warm.
Marisa Mayer came to the living room with two breakfasts, put the tray on the round table by the French window, and subconsciously looked out the glass window.
This apartment is Eric's top-floor mansion at the entrance of Sixth Avenue, but he hasn't come back to live in this week, so this apartment has become an 'employee benefit' for the two female assistants.
Looking out from an altitude of more than two hundred meters, the sun has risen high, like a blazing mercury lamp hanging on the blue sky, New York City is surrounded by most of the water at the foot, and the nearby Central Park is from The field of vision is extended, surrounded by rows of buildings, it looks extremely open.
Looking at the scene in front of her, Mayer took a deep breath and imagined in her heart when she would be able to buy such an apartment.
After a brief daze, Mayer left the window and came to the study upstairs in the apartment. Caroline was busy arranging documents, and the fax machines and printers in the study were buzzing.
Today is June 15th, Monday.
In the morning, Eric will leave for Helsinki, the capital of Finland. It is another new week, and many things need to be handled by Eric. Caroline and Mayer are also facing a lot of work.
Mayer and Caroline greeted each other, bound a document that had just been printed and put it in a folder, then took a page of the form that had just been sent from the fax machine, glanced at it, Dao: "The weekend of the second week was 42.03 million US dollars, a drop of 43%, which is very good. The cumulative box office in ten days has reached 153 million US dollars."
Caroline knew that Mayer was talking about the box office information for the next weekend of "The Day After Tomorrow", so she operated the mouse and clicked a few times on the laptop screen on the desk, and the printer started buzzing again, saying, "Of course. , this is a script written by Eric himself, Mary, can you pass me the gray folder?"
Mayer heard Caroline's adoring tone, with a smile on his face, handed a folder next to Caroline, and said: "However, I have always been curious, why did Eric put the "Hacker" in the first place? The production rights for the sequel of "Empire" are sold. There are still five days before the release of "The Matrix 2", and the pre-sale at midnight is already close to 5 million US dollars. The global box office of this sequel is likely to exceed that of the first one. "
Caroline said: "Eric didn't like the sequel script of the Wachowski Brothers, and there were some other reasons. If you paid attention at the time, you should know, anyway, it's very troublesome."
Mayer naturally also knew the conflict between the two main creators and Firefly after "The Matrix" was released, and the fans' protest against Firefly's interference with the Wachowski brothers' creative thinking, said: "If it were me, I would never Sold. The influence of "The Matrix" has surpassed the film itself, and having this series in hand can even enhance the overall strength of a film company."
When Firefly sold the production rights to the sequel of "The Matrix", Caroline had already entered Eric's assistant's office. She was very clear about the whole thing, and Eric had also talked to her about it. If it was another film company, facing a series like "The Matrix" that can almost represent the company's image, it would naturally not be easy to sell, but what Firefly most lacks is a super blockbuster that can represent the company's image.
However, Caroline has no intention of persuading Mayer. Eric said that it is boring to force others to agree with his point of view on some irrelevant matters, although Caroline feels that Eric Ke is just too lazy, but after getting along for a long time, the girl has gradually acquired some of Eric's living habits, so she said: "Mary, let's tidy up quickly, and we have to go to the airport first."
Mayer nodded and didn't ask any more questions, and started to help Caroline get busy together. She also knew that her relationship with Caroline could not be as close as she and Melanie, so she took out another document from the printer After the binding was finished, Mayer said, "I don't know what Eric is doing now?"
Caroline paused for a moment, with a distressed expression on her face, and said absent-mindedly, "Whatever, bad guy."
Eric was in Greenwich Village in the lower city at this time.
Compared with the high-rise apartments at the entrance of Sixth Avenue, the dining room on the second floor of this red brick apartment hidden among several green trees is just right in the morning.
Most of the TV series in the fall season are in the preparatory stage, but the reality show has already started to be produced in advance. Eric took the time yesterday to check the production progress of the new season of "America's Next Top Model" and "Project Runway". Cindy Crawford had dinner with Linda Evangelista, and here we are.
This is the apartment that Linda bought for 2.8 million US dollars a few years ago. It looks like an ordinary three-story red brick apartment on the outside, but inside it is a spacious duplex structure with exquisite decoration. There is a small garden on the roof. In recent years, with the rapid recovery of the US real estate industry, the price of this apartment is said to have doubled.
At the dining table, quietly staring at Eric, who was eating breakfast and flipping through a "VOGUE" magazine with interest for a while, Linda suddenly said with a little resentment: "I think, I I will never let you in again in the future, you have to drag me and Cindy together every time, it's too messy."
Eric didn't raise his head, but nodded slowly and greatly, expressing his agreement insincerely.
Linda swung the spoon angrily, but she didn't hit it, but turned to Cindy next to her, as if she wanted to pull her to her side.
Cindy gracefully twirled a piece of bread and took a small bite, glanced at her disdainfully, and said, "Eric and I didn't want to come to your place, don't tell me you don't remember what happened last night. "
Linda's expression was suddenly a little embarrassed. She really only remembered some scattered images, and said, "This is the problem. I was rarely drunk before. This guy must be playing tricks."
"You mean he deliberately got you drunk in order to get you into bed?" Cindy shook her finger towards Eric, with a smile on her face, and said, "Do you think he is this kind of person?"
"Don't you think he's a good man?"
"Of course not, I mean, he wouldn't bother with it at all."
Eric finally raised his head and said helplessly, "Shouldn't you guys talk about this kind of topic in private behind my back?"
Linda glanced over: "You also know that you are embarrassed?"
"Yes, yes, I am ashamed already,"
"Hmm," Linda snorted softly, feeling that continuing to discuss the topic just now in front of Eric would not yield any results, so she asked instead, "Hey, are you leaving New York today?"
Eric nodded and said, "The plane at noon."
Hearing Eric mentioning the plane, Linda thought of something, and said, "The last time I went to Long Island, I saw your private airport under construction. Can I borrow your private plane in the future?"
"Okay," Eric said happily, "but there is one prerequisite."
"Um?"
Eric said solemnly: "Women who want to use my private jet are either my women or lesbians, you choose one."
"I choose lesbians." Linda immediately made a very unscrupulous decision, and leaned sideways to Cindy's side: "Baby Cindy, let's kiss."
Cindy didn't mind either, and skillfully kissed Linda's red lips, and then ate on her own.
The two stunning beauties kissed, even though it was only for a short moment carelessly, it was still very pleasing to the eye. Eric couldn't help but nodded and smiled: "Okay, keep it."
Linda giggled twice, a little heartless, but Cindy just rolled her eyes at Eric.
The two girls still had work to do today, and after having breakfast happily, the three of them left Linda's apartment together.
Eric was not in a hurry, and thoughtfully sent the two girls to their workplaces before rushing to Long Island MacArthur Airport.
MacArthur Airport is in the middle of Long Island, about 70 kilometers away from Manhattan, and it was a traffic jam on Monday morning. When Eric arrived at the airport, it was almost noon, and Caroline and Melanie had arrived early.
After a simple breakfast in a restaurant near the airport, Eric boarded the Boeing 767. This trip will fly directly to Helsinki, the capital of Finland. After dealing with Nokia, Eric will rush to London.
The distance from New York to Helsinki is nearly 7,000 kilometers. According to the speed of this Boeing 767, the journey takes about ten hours. According to the time difference, the time in Helsinki should be six o'clock in the morning when we arrive at the destination. Although it is a bit early, Finland is close to the Arctic Circle. It is the longest time of the year.
"Eric, this is the box office information for the past weekend; this is the final list of characters for "Sleepy Hollow". The set of the town of Sleepy Hollow in the UK has been basically completed, and Mr. Burton will fly to the UK on Wednesday. Make preparations before the shooting; also, this is the transaction statement of the last batch of stocks purchased by the Clover Fund; well, this one is the financing plan just drawn up in Los Angeles... "
In the study room of the private jet, after the plane flew smoothly, Caroline placed a large pile of documents in front of Eric one by one.
However, seeing Mayer's sullen face next to him, and hearing Caroline's serious tone, Eric realized that maybe he hadn't returned to his apartment for a whole week, um, the little cousin was upset , have a little emotion.
Pressing the last "Public Enemy" script handed over by Caroline under his arm, Eric looked at her and coaxed, "Hey, when we arrive in Finland, I'll take you to the Arctic Circle to see the aurora, okay?"
Caroline blinked her eyes and said, "It's the polar day at the North Pole now, and there is no aurora."
Eric patted himself on the forehead: "Oh, I forgot this, then let's take a good look around Helsinki, and you will be my tour guide."
Caroline rarely refused: "No, I still have to work."