"Lan Li, if you put those considerations aside, there are potential possibilities for the future, what is the outcome you are inclined to?" Eton's question made Andre and Matthew's eyes both projected, and both showed curiosity - although he had just said so much, Lan Li had never really expressed his opinion.

Lan Li's eyebrows raised slightly.

Eaton had to add, "I mean, you always have a preconceived direction in the future negotiation process, and then work towards that direction. As Matthew said, if you're worried that Sisyphus will become a platform for Roman to legitimize his wealth, then we should avoid him as much as possible, right?

It's a point of view.

Lan Li pondered for a moment, "Yes." "Despite the many risks, there are also potential and countless difficulties." But objectively speaking, I have a good impression of Roman, and if we can cooperate in the future, I don't think there is a problem. Above all, Andre is right about one thing, he is a better partner than Wall Street. ”

Most of the problems that need to be faced by working with Roman are objective, but they also exist in cooperation with Wall Street or other personal sources of funding, which is almost unavoidable, so DreamWorks simply closed all sources of funding back then. The current Sisyphus Pictures is trying to open a window, but no one knows whether it is a partner or an enemy who comes in through this window.

Compared to Wall Street, Roman's affection can be an advantage.

Andre raised his chin towards Matthew, showing off a little proudly, but found that Matthew didn't care at all, still focusing on his thoughts, which made Andre a little depressed, but after all, he didn't say anything.

"Andrey, you and Arthur ask how Roman came to the auction and why Alexander suddenly thought of sending him an invitation. Also, take a look at which film industry insiders Roman has been in contact with in the past few months. Although Roman took the initiative to find the door, we should at least know how all this happened, otherwise we don't know if we become bait in a trap or are being used as guns by others, that is really bad. ”

Lan Li still feels that he needs to be careful, Roman wants to cooperate with Sisyphus Pictures, which is a good thing, but sometimes pie in the sky also needs to be vigilant.

Matthew cast his gaze at Lan Li: in fact, this was also the core focus of his concern, and now it seems that Lan Li was not confused, which is a good thing.

Lan Li raised the "Times" in his hand and smiled at Matthew, "How about it, are you going to finish this issue of the word-writing game with me?"

Matthew picked up his black tea and crossed Erlang's legs, "If your IQ is not enough." ”

Eaton laughed heartily.

The light rain outside the window is still falling sparsely, and London in late summer and early autumn has begun to fill with the depression of late autumn, and the wind from all sides makes the whole city look solemn and lonely, and the life on the streets and alleys seems to be pulling into the trench coat to resist the raging rage.

But the warmth and coziness of the room made people relax, and it was rare for Lan Li and a few friends to enjoy an afternoon of idleness: on that afternoon when the wind broke the dead branches, a cup of black tea and a piece of madeleine cake made the world warm again, and life was actually quite simple.

It's only five o'clock in the afternoon, and it's no longer clear whether it's day or night outside, the gray sky is almost invisible, and the whole world is shrouded in darkness, one by one street lamps are gradually lit up, and the hazy halo supports a protective cover, as if Miyazaki's film has come to reality, with a hint of comfort in the tranquility, people can't help but want to stop and watch the rain.

The black cab slowly pulled down the side of the street, Arthur sat in the back seat, looking through the window at the two-story villa in front of him, and for a moment, he had the illusion of returning to the Hale family's mansion, solemn and solemn, heavy and deep, like a giant beast lurking in the dark, giving people an urge to turn around and flee. But then I realized that it was all dim and misleading.

"Sir?" asked the taxi driver.

Arthur realized that he had been delayed for too long, and hurriedly took out fifty pounds and handed it to the driver, "No need to look for it." Then he pushed the car door open and walked down.

Babble.

The heavy wooden gate was pushed open, and a jet-black umbrella propped up a small piece of sky, moving quickly like a floating mushroom, walking through the stone and brick paths, through the grassy garden, pushing open the carved iron gates, and then a deep voice sounded in my ears, "Master Arthur." ”

It's Philip.

Arthur's footsteps couldn't help but pause again, and the illusion came back again, "Hmm. He opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Under Philip's guidance, Arthur took off his wet trench coat and handed it to Philip, and stopped at the entrance as he was about to take a step.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, mixed with a little aroma of oil smoke, but it was still a rich fragrance of osmanthus flowers, passing through the milky yellow halo, so that all the noise was quiet, and there was a giggling laugh in the room on the right, full of blooming joy, but my thoughts couldn't help but follow the smell of oil smoke and explore the front of the corridor, and couldn't help but wonder about the warmth hidden behind the lemon yellow halo.

"What's going on?" Arthur didn't hold back, turning his head and asking, "I mean, what does it smell like?"

"Young Master Lan Li especially wants to eat Chinese/Chinese/cuisine today. Now that the cook is preparing, the smell of oil smoke is a little strong, and I will tell her to pay attention to it immediately. Philip dutifully replied.

"No, no. Arthur himself didn't understand, and the veto was blurted out, "I mean, if Lan Li likes it, then so be it." ”

Vaguely, Arthur liked the atmosphere even more.

"What happened?" Before the words could be spoken, an inquiring voice came from the top of the stairs, and when he looked up, Arthur could see Edith yawning and rubbing her eyes.

Edith was wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, her messy hair was growing like a weed, and she didn't seem to have woken up yet.

"It's fine. Arthur subconsciously replied, "Uh...... Are you jet lag reversed?Do you want to join us for dinner?" Originally, Arthur was going to ask about Turkey or the auction, but when the words came to his lips, he was still a little restrained after all, and returned to daily communication - but even if it was a daily communication, they usually didn't ask like this, which was obviously more life-like.

"Hmm. Edith nodded, "I'm just hungry, just woke up, what is being prepared in the kitchen, it smells really good, isn't it Chinese/Chinese cuisine? Then Edith stretched wide, "Now I feel home." ”

Family.

Now Arthur finally understood what that strange feeling was all about: was this what it was like to be home, and although they all looked similar on the outside, the interior lighting contained different contents, but created a different home, a home of his own.

Arthur was a little flustered, he still didn't get used to it, but the weirdness was ...... Somewhat comfortable, he still didn't open his mouth after all, and finally left the entrance, turned into the room on the right, and then saw the four people who were playing the crossword puzzle, "...... Are you serious?

Arthur himself didn't expect it, but the words blurted out like that.

"Hey, be quiet!" said Andre, "wait, what's the name of the little mischievous elf picking flower juice in 'Midsummer Night'?"

"Puck!" said Matthew and Eton at the same time, and Lan Li gloated at Andre, "I don't remember your role in that St. Patrick's Day play! ”

Andrei said as a matter of course, "That's because I'm not interested, thank you." ”

Arthur stood beside him speechlessly.

Lan Li looked up, "Welcome home." It's been a hard day, how about it, why don't you come and relax? There's Sudoku on the couch, I remember. Hey, Edith, come over for some afternoon tea, there's still a little time before dinner, maybe you can fill your stomach with two madeleines. ”

"God, great, I think I can eat a whole cow right now. Edith patted Arthur on the shoulder and walked around Arthur's position, "Don't get in the way, gentleman, what about your manners?" grumbled as she entered the study, "How's it going, what game are you guys playing?"

Arthur was dumbfounded, he was usually the one who loved to play, but why was he a little out of step now? His laziness and chic were confined to the outside of the mansion, and as soon as he returned home, he had to be armed, and he never dared to relax easily, but he couldn't tell where it was now.

At this time, Arthur had a chance to look at the room in front of him, this was obviously a study, the three walls were full of bookshelves, including the wall of the entrance door, but the remaining wall was indeed a large floor-to-ceiling window, the curtain was pulled up, and the garden and street lamps outside could be vaguely seen, and the whole view was open - even if it was a haze outside.

Unconsciously, Arthur's shoulders slackened.

Philip appeared behind him, "Master Arthur, is there anything you need?"

Arthur was slightly stunned, "...... Philip, where am I, now?" he knew his words were stupid, but the line between reality and fantasy had completely blurred, and he needed to make sure.

"Home. Master Arthur, you are at home now. Philip replied.

Arthur nodded in confusion, and finally took a step forward, and sat down next to Eton, Eton's eyes lifted from the newspaper, "Need a cup of black tea?" ”

“…… Good. Arthur quietly relaxed his shoulders and leaned back into the sofa chair, and then he saw Edith who was stuffing the cake into her mouth with her hand, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but bloom.

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