Time flashed, and it was late July.

The summer insects screamed softly, and the chirping was pleasing to the ear, but in the ears of people who were in an irritable mood, they would become extraordinarily noisy, scratching the mosquito bag on their arms, scratching the more they itched, the more itchy they were, and finally they couldn't stand it, so they got up angrily, turned on the light and picked up the electric mosquito swatter, and started a war of chasing and killing people and insects in the room.

Half a sound, panting back on the bed, the quilt covered his feet, glanced at the time, about to dawn, annoyed to lie down sideways, pressed the itchy bag on his arm, muttered softly.

"What am I looking for......

The boredom still did not subside, his drowsiness began to disappear, sat at the head of the bed, lit a cigarette, silently looked at the distant hills behind revealing a touch of the morning sun, his feet scratched and pulled, without looking at the ground, he put on his slippers, he got up, quietly pushed open the door, walked into the bathroom, leaned against the tiles next to the toilet, the coldness made him feel comfortable, closed his eyes, snorted softly, lifted his shorts, and the sound of water suddenly sounded.

Purr ...... The old-fashioned toilet is much louder than the modern toilet, and it is clearer in the quiet space, throwing the cigarette butt into the toilet, watching the water wash it away, he is ready to go back to bed and sleep, just push open the toilet door, at the same time, the entrance door is also opened, father and son are speechless.

The old man had breakfast in his hand, and it seemed that he had only bought his own share, and when Mickey saw it, he sneered, shook his head and did not speak, and turned his head to push open the bedroom door.

"What are you laughing at. ”

"What? can't make people laugh yet?"

Ignoring the old man's angry eyes, he went back to bed and lay down, thinking that he would sleep until three poles, and then leave as soon as possible while the old man was not in the living room.

He closed the door with a little force, and with a bang, the old man stood at the door, his face was a little blue, he threw the breakfast on the table, pinched his waist angrily, glanced at Mickey's bedroom door twice, and angrily scolded him for not knowing what to do.

......

Why did he come back? Mickey didn't know, but subconsciously, a voice would remind him every once in a while that it was time to go home.

So he came back, and like the old-fashioned script arrangement, he had to have a big fight when he saw his father, and then left with his luggage roll at noon, and the cycle continued, it seemed that the relationship between the two had been destined since Mickey's birth, and under the ice, there would occasionally be a trace of warmth.

After soaking in bed for three hours, he began to arrange his clothes, check his passport, tie his head into a single ponytail, push the door open a little gap, and glanced towards the living room, but there was no one.

Tapping his toes, the suitcase was not rolling on the floor, and just as he walked in front of the TV, he heard a sound.

"If you want to go, you can go quickly, and you are afraid that I will see it?"

"Grass!"

As soon as he turned around, the old man was lying on the sofa, his body was covered by the back of the sofa, he didn't watch TV, he didn't read a book, he just lay with his eyes closed, Mickey didn't see anyone, he was already nervous carefully, and this soft shout really startled him.

"You're sick, you, there's no movement on the sofa, it's fun to pretend to be a ghost and scare people. ”

"This is my home, I can lie down as much as I like, lie down wherever I want, and get out of here. ”

It is difficult for father and son to adjust their mentality and tone, resulting in a scolding war every time they meet, even if Mickey knows what he is doing lying here, he still can't suppress his anger.

Staring at the old man, he nodded resentfully, he didn't carry the suitcase anymore, he smashed it on the ground with great force, the soles of his feet seemed to have stepped on ten catties of cement, and he stomped hard while walking, but after only a few steps, he was no longer so hard, his feet were numb, and he would be lame if he stomped again.

"What are you doing! You're going to turn against you! Who are you messing with! Come back to me!"

"It's the opposite!

It is easy for one side to cause disputes when looking for trouble, not to mention that people on both sides have the intention of fighting, it is simply igniting a fire, and there is no room for relaxation at all.

Without too much scolding, he closed the door again, this time the sound was no better than the bedroom door, as soon as the iron door was closed, the entire corridor was echoed, and I heard the quarrel and came out to see the excitement, and I saw that the old landlord and his son director Mickey quarreled, and just probed, he retracted his neck.

Outside the apartment building, Lu Ze and Fatini were eating burgers in the car, and when they saw Mickey coming out of the building in a menacing manner, Lu Ze put down the burger, poked his head out of the window and whistled, attracting Mickey's attention.

"And a hamburger? ”

"No, just buy two, you still have nothing to eat when you go home?"

As soon as Mickey stretched out his hand, he snatched half of the hamburger that Lu Ze had eaten in the cab, didn't dislike it, and took a bite hard, Lu Ze reached out and wanted to grab it, but he blocked it back with his foot.

"When did I go home and have a meal? This burger is delicious, spicy, let's buy a few more." ”

"The company bought it, or you drove more than an hour to buy it?"

Halfway through eating, the feeling of being half-full is the most maddening, Lu Ze is not angry, put on sunglasses, slammed on the accelerator, the steering wheel was killed, a sharp turn, and saw Mickey perform a nostril to eat a hamburger, which showed a successful smile.

The trio's destination was Italy, where they would attend the Venice Film Festival in early August, and Fatini would be accompanied by the host, and it would have been easy for him to get an invitation to the Venice Film Festival.

The first stop of the trio's trip to Italy was Rome, because the headquarters of Gambiano Film was in Rome, and Fatini would arrange for the two to visit this nearly 100-year-old film studio, and at the same time, it would be convenient for Lu Ze, who had never been to Italy, to see the buildings and landscapes that he had only seen in books before.

The car sped all the way to the airport, and did not enter the terminal, but directly arrived at the tarmac, where Fadini's private jet was parked, and handed over the car keys to the staff, who would be responsible for arranging Lu Ze's car in the VIP parking lot.

The captain and the stewardesses stood in a row on the ground and waited patiently, seeing the arrival of the main owner, their smiles were not professional, they looked more enthusiastic and sincere, took the luggage of several people, waved their hands and asked the main owners to board the plane first.

After shaking hands with the two captains, Fatini took the lead and entered the cabin, and his luxurious style was unabashedly revealed in front of everyone.

The hard decoration in the cabin is handmade by several black walnut trees, which can ensure that the texture of the board used in one space of the whole machine is the same.

The soft furnishings are sewn from the top flawless calfskin, the supportive headrests have the Gambiano family crest, and the seats are soft, but they still support the waist strongly, so that passengers will not have backache and leg pain even if they sit on the plane for a long time, and Lu Ze noticed that only the small trademark under the seat can prove that this leather seat is from Gucci's private custom.

Compared with the luxurious interior, the process of flying is actually not too brilliant, there will still be tinnitus when ascending and descending, and it will still be bumpy when encountering strong air currents, although the comfort is good, but it does not really throw off the civil aviation 108,000 miles.

The three of them chatted about the script and the camera all the way until the plane landed safely, such a trip may even feel a little boring for the flight attendants, even if they don't show it on the surface, even if nothing happens, it's not bad to have a good chat with them, isn't it.

Under the farewell of the crew members, several people got off the plane, the team that came to greet them was not very large, only an elongated Phantom and two Mercedes-Benz S-class waited here, the two bodyguards brought by Fatini escorted the three to the car, when they got into the car, the driver had already raised the soundproof glass, Fatini took out a bottle of champagne from the refrigerator and opened it, and poured a glass for the two.

"Welcome to Italy, I'm going to take you out for a few days, do you have any places you want to go to, or things you want to play?"

"Look at the Colosseum and the Pantheon, I'm still very interested in these, Mickey, what about you?"

"I've seen it all, it's not interesting to go again, let's eat something delicious, I can't think of what I want to play. ”

The answers of the two made Fatini a little speechless, do you still need him to take these things to play? Then it is better to sign up for a local group and follow the aunt's guide.

"I mean, what's not so easy to play, do you have any interest?"

As soon as he heard this, Mickey was not sleepy, and with a smirk, he leaned over to Fatini, put his arm around his shoulders and asked softly.

"You mean ......?"

Fatini didn't speak, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he gave his thumb and forefinger again, and shook it in front of the two of them.

"That's what I'm talking about. ”

“......”