Hearing Miranda's request, Eric didn't refuse, but just asked, "Now, where are you going?"

Miranda excitedly said, "Well, we can go all the way north along Highway 1, preferably to San Francisco, I haven't been to San Francisco yet." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Do you think the car will be able to run on that road? By the time we get to San Francisco, it might be midnight," Eric shook his head and laughed.

Miranda is referring to the Highway I Pacific Rim in California, which runs through California along the Pacific coast. The name of this road sounds very atmospheric at first glance, but in fact it is just a two-lane asphalt, and the road conditions are not very good, not to mention sports cars, ordinary cars run on it to press the speed, it is impossible to experience any pleasure of driving.

"That," Miranda tilted her little head and thought about it, her eyes suddenly lit up, she put her arms around Eric's neck and tightened her head, "Is it good for us to go to Las Vegas, I heard my classmates say that it only takes more than three hours to drive from Los Angeles to Las Vegas." ”

Eric felt Miranda's soft body come back to him, and he didn't bother to push it away. At this time, Miranda had already changed out of her tennis uniform in the morning, and chose a small T-shirt and short hot pants with a crop top, exuding a youthful and invincible atmosphere.

Feeling the faint body fragrance coming from the girl's body, Eric also considered it in his heart.

After returning from New York, he worked for more than half a month again, and then went to Maryland, although it was to attend Chris's wedding, but because all the executives in the Firefly system would gather together, it would definitely not be much easier at that time. Then, it is also a good choice to take advantage of the opportunity to relax now. What's more, it's still a drive, the last time he refused to drive Cindy's Maserati in New York, Eric realized that he was even a little out of touch with normal life, no matter what, Eric definitely didn't want to be a person who created a huge industry but imprisoned himself in it.

Quickly making a decision, Eric reached out and patted Miranda on the buttocks, and said, "Okay, go to Las Vegas." ”

"Wow, Eric, I love you to death," Miranda almost jumped up in excitement and leaned over to kiss Eric on the face.

Eric pushed the excited Nizi away and said, "Okay, come down first, I'll make a few phone calls to make arrangements." ”

Since he decided to go to Las Vegas on an impromptu basis, Eric will be flying from there to Maryland tomorrow, and this matter will definitely need to be communicated with the assistant who will arrange his trip, and in addition, although it will only be for one night, trivial matters such as entertainment, accommodation, and even security will definitely need to be arranged in advance.

After several phone calls in a row, Eric inevitably smiled a little self-deprecatingly, got up and said to Miranda and Christina, "Okay, let's go." ”

Miranda immediately stuck to Eric again and grabbed Eric's arm, and Christina couldn't hide her excitement to follow Eric.

The three of them came down to the garage together, and Eric's group of bodyguards was already ready, and they would drive together.

Miranda swept around dozens of luxury cars with little stars in her eyes, and then pounced on a pure black Lamborghini ghost, clumsily tried to pull the car door, but failed, and the girl was not embarrassed, turned her head and said, "Eric, this one, shall we drive this car?"

Eric shook his head and said, "It's a two-seater, and there are three of us." ”

Miranda knew that it was impossible to get Christina off, and looked at the other cars in disappointment, the spacious underground garage could accommodate at least thirty luxury cars of all kinds, but all the sports cars in the innermost row were basically two-seaters, Miranda didn't want to ride those old-fashioned Bentley Rolls-Royces and the like, her eyes turned around, and the girl tentatively pointed to a few bodyguards, and said, "Christina can take their car." ”

Christina suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, when I was small, I was about to say something, but suddenly paused, with a smug smile on her face, took out a card from her small satchel and raised it towards Miranda, and then looked at Eric and said, "Eric, actually, I already got my driver's license." ”

Eric smiled and took Christina's driver's license, looked at it, and said, "When did you learn to drive?"

"I started secretly learning early, and I got my driver's license not long after my sixteenth birthday," Christina said, adding, "Now my mother is comfortable letting me drive the Chevrolet alone." ”

"Okay," Eric said with a smile, gesturing around, "pick one you can drive." ”

Ignoring Miranda's depressed expression, Christina deliberately walked past her, came to a purple Lamborghini, patted her on the hood, and said, "Eric, can I drive this?"

Eric looked at the purple Lamborghini, which was specially given to him by Lamborghini after the filming of "Pretty Woman", but Eric basically hasn't touched it again over the years, except for routine maintenance, this car rarely even leaves the garage again.

In fact, most of the luxury cars in the garage are like this, and the girl also buys some of the latest models at the end of the three days, perhaps the biggest role of these luxury cars is just to fill the garage and make people look pleasing to the eye.

Eric also walked over and said, "Lamborghini and Chevrolet are not the same, let's pick other cars." ”

"I'll do it," Christina hesitated, stuck out her little tongue, and said, "I, I would have done it two years ago, Drew let me do it." ”

Eric was a little speechless for a moment, but remembered that before he met him, the girl had the glorious deeds of driving away from home at the age of twelve, and this matter didn't seem so out of tune.

Eric finally agreed, saying, "Okay, but don't drive faster than me on the road." ”

Despite this, Eric was still not very reassured, Christina was only sixteen years old after all, and finally Eric asked his bodyguard captain Carter Moen to sit in Christina's passenger seat to take care of it, and everyone set off together, a group of seven people, two Lamborghini, two Range Rovers, after leaving Malibu, it took more than an hour to reach Highway 15 directly to Las Vegas.

Although it took a little more time to get through downtown Los Angeles, it was less than four o'clock when I got on the highway, and there were only 300 kilometers left to get to Las Vegas, and everyone could reach Las Vegas at about seven o'clock.

Highway 15 is a very spacious six-lane highway with no ravines on either side of the road, but an endless Gobi Desert, so the safety is very guaranteed, and if there are fewer cars on the road, it is simply a drag racer's paradise.

Eric gradually regained his touch as he drove through the city of Los Angeles, and after driving into the highway, he began to let go of his hands and feet, and even soared up to 200 kilometers in some areas with fewer cars, and the adrenaline rush of extreme speed also made him understand why so many people love drag racing.

To Eric's surprise, Christina drove the purple Lamborghini and followed Eric's car at all times, occasionally in parallel, and would press the window and naughtily spit out her little tongue at Miranda, who was sitting in the co-pilot with a depressed face, obviously, if it weren't for Eric's limit, this Nizi's speed would definitely be more than that. This made Eric realize that the girl's private level of non-adjustment was definitely far beyond his imagination, and what a well-behaved girl she was, she was taught to be a speeding girl.

After six o'clock, the group arrived at a small town on the border of Nevada.

Everyone stopped to refuel and take a short rest by the way, Eric didn't get out of the car, let the bodyguards operate outside, but Miranda, who was sitting in the co-pilot, got out of the car and wandered around, and when she came back, she began to pull Eric's arm and coquettishly: "Eric, it's not far from Las Vegas, let me drive it for a while, okay?" ”

Eric hung up a phone and shook his head with a smile: "It's not going to work, don't even think about it." ”

"But Christina knew how to drive two years ago, when she was my age. ”

"If I had known about this, she wouldn't have been now," Eric shook his head again, smiling and reassuring, "Okay, don't make a fuss, I just got a call, David Copperfield will be performing magic at Caesar's Palace tonight, and the assistant has already booked a box for us." ”

Before Miranda could answer, Christina poked her little head over the window next to Eric and said excitedly, "David Copperfield, is that the guy who made the plane disappear?"

"Yes," Eric couldn't help but pinch Christina's ruddy face because of the drag racing all the way, and said, "I haven't said anything about you yet, Lamborghini drove so slippery, and he must have violated traffic rules before." ”

"Hehe," Christina rubbed her face against Eric's palm, flatteringly, "Then, Eric, you can punish me at night." ”

Eric laughed, "Of course, you can't run away." ”

"Hey, you don't exist for me," Miranda quickly glanced at Christina disapprovingly, "or I'll punish you together at night." ”

Christina directly chose to ignore Miranda's words, anyway, the other party did the same to her in the morning, and continued to say to Eric: "Eric, I just suddenly thought, why don't you make a racing movie, it must be cool." ”

Eric was stunned, and the name of a movie flashed into his mind almost immediately, "Fast and Furious", how he had forgotten this classic series. Before his rebirth, the "Fast and Furious" series had already filmed its sixth installment, and it had no intention of stopping, and such tenacious vitality also proved that the series can bring enough profits for the studio.

Reaching out and picking up Christina's little face and kissing it fiercely, Eric said, "You reminded me of this, and rewarded you at night." ”

Christina just said it casually, but she didn't expect Eric to react so much, but the result of this unintentional insertion also made the girl very happy, and said, "Then, Eric, let me play a role when the time comes, okay?"

"Okay," Eric nodded, "and if there's a suitable role, I'll definitely let you try it, well, maybe your role in Casino Royale will be linked to the film." ”

"Fast and Furious" also involves a lot of secret service elements, and although Christina's role in "Casino Royale" is not a first-line angel on a mission, it is easy to link with "Fast and Furious".

Thinking continues to diverge, Eric immediately came up with a lot of ideas to combine "Fast and Furious" with the Secret Agent Cinematic Universe, and this drag racing series can also enrich the entertainment elements of the Agent Cinematic Universe even more, after all, while the top agents fight against the evil forces, occasionally interspersed with an adrenaline-pumping rush of drag racing, it can also greatly alleviate the aesthetic fatigue caused by simple spy movies.

Seeing that Eric was lost in thought, Christina obediently did not bother anymore, but proudly demonstrated to Miranda sitting in the co-pilot, and Miranda glared at her, and small sparks exploded with her eyes facing each other.

It wasn't until the bodyguards came over to remind them that everything was ready that the group hit the road again.

At around 7:20 p.m., as the sun set over the horizon, the four cars finally drove into the underground parking lot of the Caesars Palace Hotel in downtown Las Vegas.

As soon as Eric parked the car, he saw a middle-aged man about forty years old running over and offering to help him open the door.

"Mr. Williams, it's a pleasure to have you at Caesars Palace, I'm the manager, Rich Black. ”

Eric reached out and shook the other's hand, smiling, "Hello, Mr. Black." ”

Rich Black patiently waited for the other people in the car to get down, and when he saw Miranda and Christina coming to Eric's side left and right, his expression did not change, he stretched out his hand and smiled, "Please come with me, the room is ready for you." ”

Eric was not surprised by Rich Black's hospitality, his current status and status were fully worthy of this, not to mention that he was staying at Caesars Palace Hotel for the first time, so the other party would naturally seem to pay more attention to it. However, Miranda, who originally seemed to be very jumpy, grabbed Eric's arm a little stiffly, and there was a little less restlessness in her eyes, while Christina followed Eric very obediently.

Since they were staying in the hotel, the bodyguards naturally didn't need to be around at all times, Rich Black asked the waiters who followed him to lead a few bodyguards to the guest room, led Eric and the two girls into the special elevator, pressed the button, and then said casually again: "Mr. Williams, David Copperfield's show starts at eight o'clock, do you want to eat first?"

"Hmm," Eric nodded, feeling Miranda on his body, smiled, and said, "Also, prepare some clothes for the two of them." ”

Compared to Eric's more formal shirts and slacks, both girls were still wearing small T-shirts and denim shorts, even if they looked out of place compared to the luxuriously decorated elevator hall in front of them, so it was no wonder that the two girls were restrained.

"Of course," Rich Black nodded, then looked at Miranda and Christina for a moment, and then whispered a few words to his assistant. (To be continued.) )