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Eric sat back on the sofa and didn't mention the matter of the table, and Melanie naturally didn't take the initiative to mention it, and walked over and said, "Eric, it's already six o'clock, if there is nothing else, Caroline and I will go to the hotel." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"What are you going to do in the hotel, just stay here, we will fly directly to New York tomorrow morning, and we don't have to run around anymore," Eric finished speaking, didn't hear the response of the two girls, raised his head, and saw Caroline's blushing appearance, Melanie's expression was also a little unnatural, and couldn't help but smile, Eric said again: "Don't worry, I won't harass you, but if you two dare to attack me at night, I will also resist hard." ”

Melanie chuckled out loud at Eric's joke, walked over to huddle with Caroline on a single couch, put her arms around her petite body, and said, "Eric, maybe someone wants to be harassed by you." ”

"Why!"

As soon as Melanie finished speaking, Caroline retorted without giving herself a face, which made Eric and Melanie laugh in unison, and Caroline buried her face in Melanie's arms.

"Alright, don't bully Caroline," after a moment, Eric took the initiative to restrain his smile and said to Melanie, "Is the first week of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone counted?" ”

Last week, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, the first installment in the Harry Potter series, was launched in the United Kingdom, the United States, Canada, Australia and other major English-speaking countries, thanks to the strong global distribution capabilities of Harper Collins, a subsidiary of News Corp.

In order to make this novel famous as soon as possible, the Firefly Group has made a complete set of publicity plans in accordance with the model of film distribution, and a month before the official release of the novel, all aspects of the warm-up publicity have been launched, with the official launch of the novel, the entire Firefly system in the TV, movies, Internet, magazines, newspapers and other media channels have spared no effort to promote "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone".

Melanie hugged Caroline, who was still ashamed, in her arms and replied: "I still talked to HarperCollins on the phone at noon, and the results are still being counted, and the detailed data will not come out until the day after tomorrow, but from the initial feedback, the global sales in the first week should not be less than 100,000 copies." ”

Eric nodded in satisfaction, but not too excited.

In my memory, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, the last installment in the Harry Potter series, sold 11 million copies worldwide within 24 hours of being on the shelves, which is nothing compared to this kind of start.

Melanie was a little curious about Eric's calm performance: "Eric, the world's first week sales exceeded 100,000 copies, with this kind of sales data, "Harry Potter" is enough to reach the bestseller list in most countries, are you still not satisfied?" ”

Eric shook his head and said, "Of course I'm satisfied, but I don't think I'm far from reaching the limits of this novel yet." ”

"And how many copies do you think this novel should sell?"

"I can't guess this, I'm not a prophet," Eric put another resume he had read next to him, glanced at the name of the last resume, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Melanie didn't notice the subtle changes in Eric, and after thinking about it, she couldn't help but say: "Actually, many times I feel that you are really like a prophet, just like this "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", you seem to know in advance that it will be successful, which is why you invest so many resources in publicity." ”

Eric looked at Marissa Mayer's resume in his hand and nodded: "Well, you just know about this matter yourself, don't spread the word, I'll kill you." ”

"Hehe," Melanie smiled, patted Caroline on the back, and said, "There's another one here, what are you going to do?" ”

Caroline finally sat up from Melanie's arms, her face still red, her eyes shining at Eric, and then dodging away.

Eric didn't follow Melanie's words and tease Caroline, read Marisa Mayer's resume, and said, "Just her, you call Kelly and ask her to arrange the entry procedures for this young lady named Marissa Mayer." ”

Melanie only noticed at this time that Eric was holding the resume that she had deliberately stuffed to the bottom, and her mouth opened, but remembering the scratch incident on the desktop just now, she didn't dare to show any other different colors, took the resume from Eric's hand, thought about it, and said, "Eric, don't you have to interview her personally?" She is a graduate of Stanford University and may still be in Palo Alto. ”

Stanford University is next to the affluent area of Atherton, and Eric remembered when he heard Melanie's reminder, so he nodded: "You call and ask, if she is in Palo Alto, let her come over for breakfast tomorrow morning, if not, go directly to Los Angeles to work." ”

As he was talking, Eric's mobile phone rang, he picked up his phone and looked at the caller ID, got up and said to Melanie: "I'm going to take a shower later, you go and prepare hot water for me, in addition, dinner is also handed over to you, if you can't do it, you can call for takeout." ”

Watching Eric walk to the backyard to answer the phone on his own, Melanie held up Caroline's little face next to her and looked at it, and her tone was a little pitiful: "Alas, I'm really a maid's life, he doesn't seem to want you to help him prepare bath water." ”

Caroline blushed again, took Melanie's hand away, got up and pulled her and said, "Let's go, let's go together, I can help you." ”

It's already evening on the west coast of the United States, and it's not even two o'clock in the afternoon in Brisbane, on the east coast of Australia.

On the road to Brisbane Airport, John Cole, who was driving his daughter to the airport, was very angry at this time, or, since his daughter returned to Brisbane for the summer vacation, John Cole has been in a kind of inexplicable anger for three months, looking at the clothes and jewelry and those expensive daily necessities that he could never afford anyway.

Now, he finally couldn't help but explode, almost patting the steering wheel of the white Toyota sedan and yelling in the rearview mirror: "So, Eric Williams sent a plane to pick you up, why did he send a plane to pick you up?" ”

is about to leave Australia, Miranda Kerr finally doesn't want to put up with her father anymore, and this summer father and daughter have actually had skirmishes more than once, so she bluntly said: "Eric likes me." ”

If it weren't for John Cole, who was almost on the brakes on the highway, how could he not guess these things, but his daughter never said anything, and he would never have had a seizure: "Ha, do you know how old you are now, he is committing a crime, and I will sue him." ”

"You go and sue, I won't be on your side anyway." Miranda Kerr did not show weakness, and sneered at each other: "Maybe the U.S. federal court won't even take your lawsuit." ”

John Cole slapped the steering wheel hard again and yelled, "Don't forget, I'm your father, and if I don't allow it, you don't want to go anywhere." ”

"Legs grow on me, I can go wherever I want!"

Hearing that the dispute between the father and daughter became more and more intense, Thérès Cole, who was sitting in the co-pilot, hurriedly patted her husband's shoulder comfortingly, and then looked at the daughter in the back row complainingly: "Miranda, since, since Mr. Williams sent a plane to pick you up, why didn't you say it earlier, your father was afraid that you would be uncomfortable on the plane, and specially bought you a first-class ticket. ”

Miranda Kerr originally just wanted to surprise her parents, but when she heard her mother say this, she said indifferently: "Mom, it's just a few hundred Australian dollars, and if it's gone, it's gone." ”

John Cole snorted coldly: "That's it, it's gone, it's gone, anyway, you don't want to leave Brisbane today, no, you don't even want to leave Brisbane in the future, we'll go back later." ”

"Then you'd better break my leg first, or I'll run out and never come back."

"Then I'll break your legs, do you think I won't dare?"

Miranda Kerr noticed her father's vicious gaze in the rearview mirror, shrunk her neck, and shook her mother's hand in the front row: "Mom, look at him." ”

"John, don't scare the kid so much."

John Colton vented his anger on his wife: "It's all you, it's you who spoiled her, I didn't agree with her going to Los Angeles at the beginning, and now it's okay, I'm going to be someone else's lover when I'm old." ”

Miranda Kerr was dissatisfied: "Hey, Eric isn't married, maybe I'll be his wife in the future." ”

"Who would want you to marry a crazy girl like you."

"Dad, I know, you're jealous."

“……”

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, and John Cole slapped himself on the steering wheel again, making up his mind that when he got to the airport, he would smash Eric Williams' so-called private jet to pieces and bring his daughter back.

Brisbane Airport is right next to the city by the sea, and a few minutes later, the Toyota sedan pulled up in the parking lot outside the airport.

John Cole made up his mind to make a big fuss, and watched his wife take out his daughter's luggage from the trunk, but he didn't stop it, but he didn't mean to come forward to help.

Miranda Kerr had just taken out her Chanel girl Kun bag when she saw a man and a woman walking towards them not far away.

When the other party got closer, Miranda finally saw that it was her assistant Claire Greaney, who had been acting as her life assistant since ICM asked Claire to accompany her to the Bahamas for filming.

Recognizing each other clearly, Miranda ran over enthusiastically: "Hey, Claire, why are you here?" ”

Claire Greaney hugged Miranda and said with a smile, "Mr. Williams called me to come along, oh, this is the captain of our plane, Mr. Paul Conish." ”

"Hello, Mr. Conish," Miranda smiled sweetly, holding out her hand to the tall middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man gently shook Miranda's little hand, smiled and nodded, "Just call me Paul, Miss Kerr." ”

"Okay, Paul, well, this is my mom, Thales Cole, and here's my dad, John Cole." Miranda introduced each other enthusiastically, and there was no trace of the awkwardness she had just had with her father in her expression, this Nizi was actually very shrewd in her heart, if her father really didn't let her leave Brisbane today, it would definitely be very troublesome, so according to her father's face-loving personality, she decisively changed her strategy.

Sure enough, when Paul Conish and Claire Greaney politely and respectfully stretched out their hands to John Cole, John Cole's anger, which was about to have a fight, suddenly dissipated and involuntarily shook hands with each other.

After a pleasant exchange, Paul Conish said to Miranda, "So, Miss Kerr, the plane is ready, shall we go?" ”

Hearing Paul Conish's words, John Colton reacted and was about to say something, when Miranda, who noticed the expression on his father's face, had already spoken first: "Paul, can you take off later, I want to take my parents to the plane to see." ”

Paul Conish still had a faint smile on his face and nodded, "Of course it's fine, Mr. Cole, Ms. Cole, please come with me." ”

Seeing Claire take the initiative to take Miranda's suitcase from her hand, worried that her husband would do something out of the ordinary, Thales Cole stepped forward to hold his arm and whispered, "Let's go, John, don't let people see jokes." ”

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, John Cole's impulse to smash the plane just now had dissipated a lot, and he pretended to glare at his wife helplessly, and then reluctantly raised his heel and stepped forward.

Through the VIP lane, coupled with the fact that it is a private jet, the security process is much easier, and after a few minutes, everyone enters the airport.

John Cole looked at the huge size of the Boeing 767 in front of him, and glanced around, Brisbane Airport is not very big, and among the more than a dozen planes parked around, only two or three planes are larger than this behemoth with a length of nearly 50 meters.

Miranda Kerr's eyes sparkled even more, like an excited bird, pulling her mother up the gangway and quickly disappearing into the cabin.

Captain Paul Conish saw that John Cole did not follow, so he volunteered to stay, and politely introduced the other crew members to John Cole.

John Cole mechanically shook hands with everyone one by one, and at the end, he couldn't help but ask, "Paul, this, this plane is here to pick up Miranda?" ”

As an ordinary middle class, in John Cole's cognition, most private jets are the kind of small planes that are a few meters or more than ten meters long, and this kind of Boeing, which is only one grade smaller than the largest wide-body aircraft, as a private jet, is the first time he has seen it, and he has never thought that this kind of thing will be ...... with himself daughter of the association.

Paul Conish nodded politely and said, "Yes, John, is there any problem?" ”

"Well," John Cole lowered his voice a little weakly, "a flight from Los Angeles like this, probably, it costs a lot of money, right?" ”

"If it's a single lease, a round trip from Los Angeles costs $500,000."

John Cole suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and his body was even involuntarily shorter, $500,000, that is, close to 700,000 Australian dollars, he had never seen so much money in his life. Wanting to stop his daughter from going to Los Angeles has completely disappeared without a trace, John Cole just couldn't help but think in his heart, if the $500,000 can be realized, it would be great, the family can change houses, change to a good car, and even buy another yacht, now, just fly to Los Angeles, what a waste.

This loser's daughter! (To be continued.) )