It was already the height of summer, and the time was not yet eight o'clock in the morning, and the sunlight outside the window was already warm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Marissa Mayer came to the living room with two breakfasts, placed the tray on the round table next to the floor-to-ceiling window, and subconsciously looked out of the glass window.

This apartment is Eric's penthouse at the entrance to Sixth Avenue, but he didn't come back for a week, so the apartment became an 'employee benefit' for the two female assistants.

Looking out from an altitude of more than 200 meters, the sun has risen high, like a blazing mercury headlamp hanging on the blue sky, at the foot is New York City, surrounded by most of the water, and the nearby Central Park extends from the field of vision, surrounded by rows of buildings.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Mayer took a deep breath and imagined a small time in his heart that he would be able to buy such an apartment when he would be able to buy it.

After a moment's pause, Mayer left the window and went to the study upstairs in the apartment, where Caroline was busy sorting out her papers, and the fax machine and printer in the study were humming.

Today is Monday, June 15th.

In the morning, Eric will depart for Helsinki, the capital of Finland, and it will be another week, and Eric will have a lot of things to deal with, and Caroline and Mayer will have a lot of work to do.

Mayer said hello to Caroline, bound a document that had just been printed, put it in a folder, and then took a page of the form that had just been sent from the fax machine, glanced at it, and said: "$42.03 million on the weekend of the second week, a drop of 43%, which is very good, and the cumulative box office in ten days has been $153 million." ”

Caroline knew that Mayer was talking about the box office information for the second weekend of "The Day After Tomorrow", and with a few clicks of the mouse on the laptop screen on her desk, the printer began to hum again, and said, "Of course, this is a script written by Eric himself, Mary, can you hand me that gray folder?"

Mayer listened to Caroline's adoring tone, with a smile on his face, handed a folder next to Caroline, and said: "However, I've always been curious, why did Eric sell the sequel to "The Matrix" in the first place, now there are five days before the release of "The Matrix 2", and the midnight pre-sale is already close to $5 million, and the global box office of this sequel is likely to exceed that of the first one." ”

Caroline said: "Eric didn't like the script for the Wachowski brothers' sequel, and there were a few other reasons that you should know if you were paying attention at the time, anyway, it's a hassle. ”

Mayer naturally knew the contradictions between the two main creators and Fireflies after the release of "The Matrix", as well as the protests of fans against Fireflies interfering with the Wachowski brothers' creative ideas, and said: "If it were me, I wouldn't have sold it anyway." The impact of "The Matrix" has already surpassed the film itself, and taking the franchise into its own hands can even enhance the overall strength of a studio. ”

By the time Firefly sells the rights to the sequel to The Matrix, Caroline has already entered Eric's assistant office, and she is very aware of the whole thing, and Eric has talked to her about it. If it were other film companies, in the face of a series like "The Matrix" that could almost represent the company's image, it would naturally not be easy to sell, but the most important thing Firefly lacked was a super blockbuster that could represent the company's image.

However, Caroline has no intention of convincing Mayer, Eric said that it is a very boring thing to forcibly persuade others to agree with her opinion on some inconsequential matters, although Caroline thinks that Eric is just too lazy, but after getting along for a long time, the girl has gradually become contaminated with some of Eric's living habits, so she said: "Mary, let's sort it out quickly, and we will go to the airport first." ”

Mayer nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and began to help Caroline busy together, she also knew that her relationship with Caroline could not be as close as she and Melanie, and took out another document from the printer and bound it, Mayer still said, "I don't know what Eric is doing now?"

Caroline paused, a little distressed on her face, and said absent-mindedly, "Whatever, bad guy." ”

Eric was in Greenwich Village in Downtown.

Compared to the high-rise condos at the entrance to Sixth Avenue, the second-floor dining room of this red-brick condominium, tucked away among a few trees, shines just right.

Most of the fall TV series are in the preparation stage, however, the reality show has already begun to be produced in advance, Eric took the time to check the production progress of the new season of "America's Top Model" and "The Pride of the Flyover" yesterday, and had dinner with Cindy Crawford and Linda Ivan Golinsta in the evening, and then it was now.

The apartment that Linda bought for $2.8 million a few years ago looks like an ordinary three-story red-brick apartment, but inside it is a spacious duplex structure with a beautiful decoration and a small rooftop garden. In recent years, with the rapid recovery of the U.S. real estate industry, the price of this apartment is said to have doubled.

At the dining table, Eric, who was quietly staring at the opposite side while eating breakfast while flipping through a copy of "VOGUE" magazine with great interest, looked at it for a while, Linda suddenly felt a little angry, and said: "I think, I must not let you in the door again in the future, you have to pull me and Cindy together every time, it's too messy." ”

Eric didn't raise his head, just nodded his head very slowly, very insincerely.

Linda huffed and waved the spoon in her hand, but didn't smash it in the end, but turned to Cindy next to her, as if trying to pull her to her side.

Cindy gracefully took a bite of a slice of bread, glanced at her with disdain, and said, "Eric and I didn't want to come to you, 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, "That's the problem, I rarely got drunk before, this guy must be making trouble." ”

"You mean he deliberately got you drunk in order to get you into bed?" Cindy shook her finger at Eric, smiling at her, "Do you think he's that kind of person?"

"Do you think he's a good guy?"

"Of course not, I mean, he wouldn't have been in such trouble at all. ”

Eric finally raised his head and said helplessly: "Shouldn't you talk about this kind of topic in private behind my back?"

Linda glanced over: "You know I'm sorry too?"

"yes, yes, I'm ashamed,"

"Uh-huh," Linda let out a soft snort, feeling that continuing to discuss the topic in front of Eric would not lead to anything, and asked instead, "Hey, you're leaving New York today?"

Eric nodded and said, "The plane at noon." ”

Hearing Eric mention the plane, Linda remembered something and said, "Last time I went to Long Island, I saw your private airport under construction, can I borrow your private jet in the future?"

"Yes," Eric said cheerfully, "but there's a premise. ”

"Huh?"

Eric said seriously: "The woman who wants to use my private jet is either my woman or Laceside, you choose one." ”

"I'll pick Lace," Linda immediately made a very undisciplined decision, and leaned sideways to Cindy's side, "Cindy baby, let's kiss it." ”

Cindy didn't mind, and skillfully kissed Linda's two red lips, and ate to herself.

The kiss between the two stunning stunners, although it was only for a short moment of carelessness, was still very pleasing to the eye, and Eric couldn't help but nod 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 eating breakfast with a smile, the three of them left Linda's apartment together.

Eric was not in a hurry, and was very considerate to drop the two girls off at their place of work before rushing to MacArthur Airport on Long Island.

MacArthur Airport is in the middle of Long Island, about 70 kilometers from Manhattan, and it is a traffic jam on Monday morning, when Eric arrived at the airport, it was almost noon, and Caroline and Melanie had already arrived early.

After a brief breakfast at a restaurant near the airport, Eric boarded the Boeing 767 and flew directly to Helsinki, the capital of Finland, to take care of Nokia before heading to London.

The distance from New York to Helsinki is nearly 7,000 kilometers, according to the speed of this Boeing 767, the journey is about ten hours, according to the time difference, Helsinki time should be six o'clock in the morning when arriving at the destination, although it is a little early, but 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 cast of characters for "Guillotine Valley", the set of the Sleepy Hollow town in the UK has been basically completed, and Mr. Burton will fly to the UK on Wednesday to prepare for the start of filming, and this is the transaction statement of the last batch of shares bought by the Clover Fund, well, this is the financing plan that has just been drawn up in Los Angeles......"

In the study of the private jet, after the plane was flying smoothly, Caroline placed a large pile of papers in front of Eric one by one.

However, looking at Mayer's strained face next to him, and listening to Caroline's serious tone, Eric realized that it might be that he hadn't returned to his apartment for the whole week, well, the little cousin was unhappy and had a little mood.

Pressing the last copy of the "Enemy of the People" script handed over by Caroline under her arm, Eric looked at her and coaxed, "Now, when you get to Finland, will I take you to the Arctic Circle to see the aurora?"

Caroline blinked her eyes and said, "Now the North Pole is the polar day, and there is no aurora." ”

Eric patted his forehead: "Oh, I forgot about this, then let's have a good walk around Helsinki, and you can be my guide." ”

Caroline rarely refused, "No, I still have to work." ”