"When are you going back to Europe?"

"Wait until I'm done here. I haven't met the director yet, so if you can keep an eye on my name in Hollywood, it's up to us at tonight's reception. ”

"Why do you have to go to Hollywood? It's full of copper smells! It's long since it deviated from art, and the roots of film art are in Europe!"

"I just want to put my best foot forward and show it to all the people around the world. I believe that Hollywood is doing better than European films. ”

"Nonsense! Only eternal art is what movies should have. As an art, there should be fewer people who could have appreciated it! Hollywood's copper-smelling smell is not worthy of being called film art!"

"Honey, we're ocean calling now. I don't want to get into a movie argument with you on the phone. What did you call about?"

“……”

Sophie Marceau, who used the hotel room to communicate with her boyfriend who is 28 years older than herself, summed it up.

Hear her say that.

Zuraski, the great European director opposite, calmed down his anger a little.

He suddenly became bitter.

"My dear. When will you come back? Europe is your homeland, France is your home. Hollywood is not for us. ”

Listen to your boyfriend's softened tone.

Sophie Marceau felt a little sorry for him in her heart. Although she thought she was acting rashly, she didn't regret her decision last night, even now.

I did it, I did it.

That feeling at that time made her unable to refuse at all.

Although morally.

That act last night was a betrayal of Zuraski, but Sophie Marceau still has no regrets.

She just had a faint sense of guilt.

I feel a little sorry for Zuraski, especially ...... Just now, because there was a little too much last night, the pharmacy had to run around for a noon at noon, and it still couldn't be left.

Those things.

Some of them just flowed out.

When I was on the phone with my boyfriend, I left other men's things......

Sophie Marceau said with a hint of guilt: "So be it. How about I go back after tonight's reception? If things go well, I'll go back to France for a while, and then I'll come to Hollywood to make a movie. If things don't go well, I'll go back to France and come back in a little while. ”

"How long is a period of time? Sophie Marceau, do you really miss Hollywood?! It's not cinematic art, it's a commercial paradise there!Are you going to betray cinema art?!"

"Don't preach to me!"

Sophie Marceau suddenly exclaimed a little unpleasantly, she hated Zurasky's preachy tone, she felt that people were equal.

"Don't continue to talk to me about film art on the phone! Zulasky, I'm 20 years old! Not 15 years old, I know what film art is, and I know what I want!"

Sophie Marceau's voice was a little loud.

Zuraski, on the other side of the phone, was stunned, and Sophie Marceau rarely spoke to him like that. The only time before this was when Sophie Marceau insisted on going to Hollywood not long ago, he stopped it, and the two had a big fight.

The results did not prevent success.

Sophie Marceau also apologized to him afterwards, and the two were reconciled, but there was a crack in the relationship.

He didn't expect that now because of this incident, Sophie Marceau would actually talk to him so loudly.

Zurasky, who was angry in his heart, suddenly became louder: "Hey! Think about what you have done! Don't pursue good film art, go to the United States to chase copper-smelling commercial movies! How many times have you quarreled with me about this?! Sophie, you have disappointed me so much!"

"Don't preach to me! I've already said it a few times! Zulasky, so be it! I want to go back, I'll go back!"

Syllable!

Sophie Marceau didn't wait for Zuraski to finish speaking, her chest rose and fell in anger, and she hung up the phone.

"What a bastard!"

She clenched her silver teeth.

I don't know who I'm scolding.

…………

…………

The other side.

Abel and Bob Hamilton were already sitting in his office.

This is the top floor of Goldman Sachs' headquarters, and Bob is able to have a place here, definitely one of Goldman Sachs' management.

"Tea or coffee?"

"Or maybe there's a red wine? I have '82 Lafite here, and the sun was good, and the grapes in Burgundy were growing very well, and the wine was very good. ”

After entering the office.

Bob smiled at Abel.

Lafite in '82?

It seems that in the future, the domestic pretending to be forced, and the favorite wine to drink is the 82-year-old Lafite. Maybe this year's red wine is indeed very good, but unfortunately, Abel is not interested in wine.

That sour and astringent feeling.

He never fell in love.

Therefore.

He thanked Bumin.

"Tea was fine. Light it up and don't add sugar. ”

Tea drinking abroad sometimes often has to add sugar, and most of the time even add milk, yes, it's the way milk tea is used.

Although Abel also likes to drink milk tea.

But at this time, he prefers the kind of light kung fu tea, but few Yankees have this way of drinking tea.

Unexpectedly.

Bob actually has.

He smiled and took out a set of tea sets for kung fu tea, and said with a smile: "Oh! If I talk about drinking lighter tea, I like this way of drinking tea from southern China." It has a name, which seems to be called "Kong fu tea". I have a collection of such tea sets, which are said to have been used by the previous emperors of China, called Qianlong. ”

That's an antique?!

Abel glanced at the delicate ceramic tea set, he was not an antique master, and he couldn't tell the real or fake.

And Bob Hamilton's tea brewing skills are still the same, with a hint of the feeling that Abel was drinking tea and making tea with his elders in China when he was not reborn before.

It's Bob Hamilton's blonde and blue-eyed ghost look, and there is a weird sense of conflict with the environment and atmosphere.

A tour of tea.

Bob Hamilton went straight to the point: "Mr. Sephorosa." Your investment idea is great, but you're too risky. But the winners should not be questioned, so on behalf of Goldman Sachs and myself, I invite you to an auction tonight!"

"Auction reception?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. It's not a formal auction, and it's not a drinking party for entertaining and socializing. It's a party that combines an auction and a cocktail party, and Goldman Sachs cooperates with the Federal Ministry of the Interior to auction some plots of land at the cocktail party, I wonder if you're interested?"

"Is it that kind of charity auction?"

"No! Of course not. The federal government doesn't like charity, and we don't really like ......."

"That's good! I'm willing to participate. ”

Abel replied in the affirmative.

Anyway, he won't be able to go back to Los Angeles today, and I guess I won't find Sophie Marceau tonight, so it's not bad to have something to do.