Catherine was stunned for a moment, and then reluctantly admitted, "Like, it is. ”

Because the topic was a little awkward, and having eaten her own breakfast, Catherine planned to leave early.

Eric stopped her this time, picked up the inconspicuous bag that had been at his feet and handed it to Catherine: "For you, I see that you have been dangling around with your bare neck all these days, I feel cold when I look at it." ”

Catherine opened the bag and pulled out a white cashmere scarf from it.

The woman hesitated for a moment before saying, "Thank you, but I don't like white very much, so I'm still ......"

"Then put it here, I'll have someone throw it away. ”

"You ......" Catherine was a little helpless and picked up the bag: "Okay, I'll take it." ”

Back in her room, the woman went to the bathroom and put the scarf on in front of the mirror. It has to be said that black is one of the most versatile colors. The woman in the mirror wears a black trench coat with a white scarf, which makes her look a little more soft and feminine. It's something she's always avoided, and if a female director wants to survive in Hollywood, she has to try to downplay gender differences, and she's always done that.

However, it's not working now, so let's wear it.

She quickly found a reason for herself, which was very reasonable.

As she walked through the lobby of the hotel, this time she stopped and came to the restaurant again.

Eric looked up at her and praised, "It's beautiful." ”

"Thanks," she said, sitting down across from him.

Eric asked, "Is there something going on?"

"There's a charity art exhibition at the Columbia Library in the morning, would you be interested in going and seeing it?" Facing Eric's gaze, the woman quickly added, "You're a big benefactor." This exhibition is to raise funds for a fund for orphans and disabled children, maybe you can donate more. ”

"Well, wait for me to make a few phone calls and push today's matter to the point. ”

Catherine immediately said, "If you're too busy, forget it." ”

Eric ignored it. took the mobile phone and made a few calls in front of Catherine, and looked up at the woman: "So, when are we leaving?"

"Now, the exhibition starts at nine o'clock," said Eric, who stood up without hesitation. Catherine felt a hint of unease, not the uneasiness of the danger that came, but an inexplicable uneasiness, a crack in some kind of defense in the bottom of her heart.

The two men walked out of the hotel side by side, and Catherine was about to wave to hail a taxi. A black Chrysler had driven up in front of the two.

Eric thoughtfully pulled the door open for her, and Catherine hesitated, but slipped inside.

"Columbia University is right?" asked Eric, sitting down next to her.

"Hmm...... Hmm," Catherine nodded, and sat there habitually straightening her waist and resting her hands on her knees.

Eric couldn't help but laugh, "Relax, you make me feel weird like this." ”

"I feel weird. The woman blurted out subconsciously.

The two of them laughed together.

Chrysler drove along Broadway Avenue all the way to Columbia University uptown, and the two men got out of the car together. Eric instructed the bodyguards, but did not let them follow, and walked into Columbia University with Catherine, because it was his first time here, so Catherine introduced him to the surrounding scenery and allusions as she walked, this famous school with a history of more than 200 years exudes a strong historical heritage. Eric doesn't like buildings that are too classical, so his apartments are decorated in a modern style. But walking around the campus of Columbia University, he did not feel the slightest disgust.

It took more than ten minutes to walk around the campus. Catherine took him outside the library where the charity exhibition was held.

"This exhibition is mainly European classical oil paintings, but there are not too many original works of masters, they are all copies of some artists," Catherine said, handing over her ticket and walking in with Eric.

No sooner had the two men entered the library lobby than Eric saw a white woman in her thirties with eyes greet them.

"Hey, Catherine, you're here," the woman greeted her warmly and hugged Catherine, but because she was only less than 1.7 meters tall, she looked a little petite, and when she hugged Catherine, she felt very inconsistent, and Eric couldn't help but show a smile.

After the petite woman let go of Catherine, she glanced at the white scarf around the woman's neck, and a hint of discoloration flashed in her eyes before turning to Eric: "Wow, Catherine, no wonder you won't live with me, this is ...... Hey, it's so familiar, I seem to have seen you there, have I seen you?"

Eric smiled and held out his hand to the petite woman, "Hello, I'm Eric Williams. ”

"Eric Williams," the woman repeated, with a small exclamation, looking Eric up and down with wide eyes, "is that the one, the director of Sleepless in Seattle?"

It seems that this woman's taste is already obvious, and Eric can't help but think that people who meet him for the first time tend to mention his work, and they tend to talk about the one they like better.

"Yes," Eric nodded.

The woman snorted again, and said with a look of excitement, "Hello, Eric, can I call you that?" Oh, my name is Becky Murphy, Becky, and the name of the poisonous female editor in your movie. ”

"Hello, Ms. Murphy," Eric felt that the woman's enthusiasm was a little too much, and glanced at Catherine beside her, the two people's personalities were too different, and she didn't know how they became friends.

"Can you call me Betsy, I, oh, can you give me an autograph?"

"Of course," Eric nodded, and once again threw a distressed look at Catherine while Becky Murphy was looking for pen and paper.

It wasn't until Eric signed the pamphlet that Becky Murphy handed her her that Catherine said, "Alright, Becky, don't you need to be busy with anything else, we're here to see the exhibition." ”

"Of course," said Betsy Murphy, "then feel free to do so, I'm going to meet him at the door when Professor Clark is coming." ”

After saying that, he said hello to Eric again, and Becky Murphy turned and walked away.

Because it was a bit early, there weren't too many people on the first floor of the library, which had been temporarily set up as an exhibition hall, and Eric and Catherine walked around the hall casually. (To be continued)