Chapter 863 Doesn't Matter

Caesars Palace is actually a luxury entertainment center with hotels, casinos, theaters, nightclubs and other entertainment and accommodation facilities, covering an area of 30 hectares, consisting of four hotel towers and a large number of ancillary entertainment facilities, including the newly opened Palace Tower, the entire hotel has more than 2,000 rooms. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Since it is open to all visitors to the casino, the price of suites at Caesars Palace is naturally divided into multiple levels, ranging from ordinary rooms for a few hundred dollars a night to luxury suites for tens of thousands of dollars a night.

Eric didn't specifically instruct him, and the assistant naturally booked the best suite for him, or, to be exact, no longer a suite, but a villa-style apartment.

Located in the middle of the top floor of the palace tower, the building is the largest of only five top-of-the-line apartments in the building, with its own private elevator and 24-hour butler service, as well as an ancient Roman palazzo-style interior and a plethora of exquisite and expensive artworks.

Rich Black personally introduced the facilities in the apartment to Eric, and inquired about the needs of Eric and the two girls, before leaving a business card and leaving respectfully.

It was not early, and Eric had no intention of going to the restaurant again, but just ordered the personal butler of the apartment to bring dinner over, and let the other party leave the room.

When all the outsiders disappeared, Miranda, who had been pretending to be a lady but didn't look like anything because of the crop top T-shirt and frayed denim shorts on her body, finally relaxed, cheered and threw herself on the classic sofa, feeling the retro table lamp on the low table next to the sofa flickering a few times, the girl quickly bounced up, carefully reached over to help it, and then grimaced at Eric.

Eric also walked to the sofa, sat down cross-legged, opened the hotel's entertainment brochure, and saw Miranda tired of coming over like a kitten, Eric patted the girl's waist, looked at Christina, and said, "You guys go to the shower first, they will bring the clothes later, and after dinner, we will go to see the magic show." ā€

Miranda put her arms around Eric, shook them, and said coquettishly, "Jewelry, and jewelry, I have to bring at least a necklace, right?"

Eric didn't bother to toss anymore, and said, "Little girl, how beautiful you are, what jewelry do you want?" ā€

Miranda still wanted to hold on for a while, but when she saw Christina grinning and walking towards the bathroom, she suddenly jumped up: "I'm going to use the biggest one, I won't wash it with you." ā€

Christina ignored it, paced into the largest bathroom in the apartment, closed the door with her backhand, and did not forget to fight back: "I don't want to wash with you either." ā€

Miranda stared at the closed bathroom door for a while, and then pounced on Eric who was sitting on the sofa: "Eric, look at her, it's so annoying. ā€

Eric ignored the kitten's fight, continued to flip through the booklet in his hand without raising his head, and said, "The rule is that you are not allowed to scratch your face, and I don't care about the rest." ā€

"Hmph, you're a villain too," patted Eric lightly, and Miranda teased Eric to take a shower with a frown, which was naturally refused, as long as one walked sullenly to the other bathroom.

Caesars Palace's plaza shopping area is home to almost all the world's luxury brands, and when dinner is delivered, the apartment's personal butler walks in with a few waiters, pushing a whole rack of clothes, shoes for the two girls to choose from, and even a few boxes of jewelry for the girls.

Watching Miranda carefully pick up a ruby necklace and gesture it around her neck, and look at it with expectant eyes, Eric knew that the girl remembered what he had just said, he was just too lazy to toss, since others thoughtfully took the initiative to send it over, Eric of course didn't mind making his little vase dress up a little more beautiful, nodded and smiled: "Pick it, hurry up." ā€

Miranda gave a small cheer and excitedly put the necklace around her neck.

After all, I still couldn't catch the opening of the magic show, and after dinner, I arrived at the Magic Empire Theater at Caesars Palace with Miranda and Christina, who had changed into two dresses, and it was already a quarter past eight, but fortunately, magic shows are usually the most exciting to stay behind, and I didn't miss too much.

The Magic Empire Theater is located next to the square tower in the four buildings of Caesars Palace, it is an ancient Roman theater-style performance venue, Eric's memory, this should be Celine Dion, Elton John and other superstars Las Vegas Arena Theater is located, but that should be after 2000, Caesars Palace is completely for Celine Dion's residency, the original Magic Empire Theater and other buildings were renovated. Although there are various superstars performing all year round, the long-term resident singing form has not yet appeared.

As a contemporary magician who has been famous since the 70s, David Copperfield has created many magical miracles such as the disappearance of Boeing planes, the concealment of the Statue of Liberty, the crossing of the Great Wall, and the escape from prison.

Christina, completely forgetting that she was still holding a glass of juice in her hand, watched David Copperfield's head displacement magic, opened her mouth slightly, and finally said in surprise: "Eric, how did this work?"

Eric gently hugged the girl's waist and said with a smile: "Why are you so curious, this kind of thing, it's not interesting at all to figure it out." ā€

Miranda also looked at Christina with disdain and mocked: "If even you can see it, can Copperfield still perform on stage?"

Christina glanced at Miranda and said with a smile, "I'm looking forward to Copperfield and others performing a magic trick that makes people disappear out of thin air, Eric, will you let Randa go up and be a guest?"

Eric laughed but didn't say anything.

Miranda snorted lightly and retorted: "It's more appropriate for you to go up, it's so small, if it's gone, you may never find it again." ā€

"There's a brainless, don't you know that a black dress is more suitable for a pearl necklace, you know how expensive to pick. ā€

Miranda raised her chin: "Who said a black dress should be paired with pearls, I also saw a black dress with a ruby on Vogue last month." ā€

Eric heard the two Nizi start to go straight to the 'professional' realm, and quickly interrupted: "Stop, don't quarrel anymore tonight, or I'll drive you both out on the street." ā€

The two girls immediately stopped bickering, and Miranda rubbed over coquettishly, saying, "Eric, I, I don't have to return the necklace tomorrow, right?"

Eric pinched her cheek and smiled, "Then it depends on my mood." ā€

Miranda immediately understood that she didn't have to return the jewelry on her body, and kissed Eric on the face flatteringly. Although she still kept the black card, after that incident, Eric limited her to only $5,000 a month, which is definitely very generous for a girl her age, and the daughter of the middle management family of the Firefly Group where she stayed was as old as her, but her pocket money was only two or three hundred dollars a month. But for Miranda, who has already tried the magic of money, $5,000 a month is simply not enough to spend, let alone buy these expensive clothes and jewelry.

At the end of the magic show, Eric was about to leave with the two girls when the hotel waiter brought over an invitation written by David Copperfield, which turned out to be an after-party hosted by the other party himself.

Most of the casino's entertainment, including the casino, is no-barred, and at least on the surface, Miranda and Christina are not allowed to participate at all. Although these rules are equivalent to a guest of Eric's level, he also doesn't want to break the rules too casually, and the current ball is a good choice, and the two girls are also interested, so they rush over.

The party was held in the banquet hall of the Plaza Tower, and many familiar celebrities came to join in the fun.

Eric exchanged a few words with David Copperfield, who came to greet him personally, and was dragged onto the dance floor by Miranda and Christina.

After dancing heartily for a while, Eric had just left the dance floor with the two girls, and a neutral male voice came from his ear: "Hey, Eric, I just heard that you came to Las Vegas, but I didn't expect it to be true, haha." ā€

Eric turned his head to see Larry Ellison, who seemed to be forever unshaven, walking over with a tall vase girl, although the other party also had a lot of real estate in Malibu, but the two sides could only barely know each other, and the last time they met was at the Fireflyer press conference in early April, and they didn't have a few words to talk about at the time.

However, since the other party looked familiar, Eric also greeted him with a smile, stretched out his hand to shake the other party, and said, "Larry, such a coincidence." ā€

"Sure, but, Eric, you're going to come to Las Vegas a few more times, it's a real paradise," Larry Ellison said, casually introducing his female companion to him, "This is Anouk." ā€

The girl concealed the eagerness in her eyes when she looked at Eric, but she couldn't help but reach over: "Hello, Mr. Williams, I'm Anouk Leper. ā€

"Hello," Eric shook hands with the other gently, feeling that Le Pele was a bit like a French surname, but he didn't ask more, didn't introduce Miranda and Christina, just turned to Larry Ellison again: "What about you, Larry, what have you been doing lately?"

Hearing this question, Larry Ellison looked at Eric's expression and suddenly became a lot more excited, and blurted out, "Eric, are you interested in Apple?"

"Uh," Eric paused, "Well, I don't like to eat it, it's too much trouble to peel." ā€

Although the three girls beside the two of them didn't quite understand what they were talking about, they all giggled when they clearly sensed Eric's serious nonsense.

"Hey, you guy," Larry Ellison waved his hand haphazardly, and then said to his female companion, "Baby, can you get us some drinks?"

Anouk Lepert knew that Larry Ellison was distracting himself, and though he was a little reluctant, he nodded his head and walked away.

Eric also smiled and said to Miranda and Christina beside him, "Okay, you guys go play by yourself, let me talk to Larry alone for a while." ā€

The two girls walked away grinning, and Eric and Larry Ellison went to the ballroom bar and asked for two more glasses of wine, before Eric joked again, "Larry, do you think I should be interested in apples right now?"

What they are talking about at this time is naturally Apple Computer.

However, since the release of Microsoft's Windows 95, Apple has been in decline. In 1995, Apple was able to maintain an annual profit of $300 million and a market capitalization of more than $4 billion. But now, in the first quarter of 1997 alone, Apple's losses were as high as $200 million, and its market value plummeted to the brink of $2 billion.

Larry Ellison said: "Eric, I know that Apple is in a bit of a bad situation right now, but it's still a deep high-tech company, and it's still a great investment. ā€

Eric shrugged unmoved, and said, "Larry, why don't you tell me about your plan." ā€

"Well, actually," Larry Ellison said, "I've been raising money lately to buy Apple entirely and give it to Steve, Steve Jobs, as you remember, was one of the original founders of Apple. If Steve hadn't been squeezed out of Apple, the company would never be like this now. ā€

Eric knew that Larry Ellison and Steve Jobs had always been very good friends, and it was interesting to say that these two guys, who had little in common in terms of personality and personality, could become friends.

"Of course I do," Eric nodded, showing no other emotion, and continued to ask, "So, how much money have you raised now?"

"Well, ahem," Larry Ellison coughed dryly, "yet, not much, but, Eric, if you're willing to contribute a part, I think there will be more investors willing to follow, and everyone now admires your investment vision in the high-tech industry." ā€

In recent years, when technology stocks have begun to explode, Larry Ellison, who owns a large number of Oracle shares, is also worth tens of billions of dollars, but his personal assets are basically stocks, and it is impossible for him to use Oracle's funds at will, and it is far from being possible to have a large amount of cash at his disposal like Eric.

As for Apple, Eric now also has an indifferent attitude.

Due to the loss of Pixar's aura, Jobs is still barely running the next computer company in his hands, and due to the increasingly sluggish performance in recent years, Jobs has even given up the hardware business and only relies on licensing the next computer system software to maintain the company's operations, so although Apple is on the verge of bankruptcy, it has not extended an olive branch to him again. (To be continued.) )