Chapter 548: Killing Bond
Eric thought that it should be the "Pride Rose", and said: "Since you are not happy, then simply don't take it." β
"You're talking lightly, I still have to make money to support my family, if I'm not happy, I won't act, then I won't want to play anything again," Sophie said to Eric in a teasing voice, as if she had forgotten what she had just said in a blink of an eye.
Passing by a street lamp, Sophie stepped on her short shadow and jumped briskly a few times, her high heels hit the slate with a series of crisp clicks, and the skirt of the light blue dress fluttered and jumped in the light, sometimes revealing a white and slender calf.
Eric looked at Sophie's slightly childish movements with some emotion, thinking that the aura girl in "First Kiss" hadn't grown up after all, but she had learned to compromise, and I don't know if it was a pity.
Sophie jumped a few times, and then naturally walked to Eric's right-hand side.
Eric looked at the soft face beside him and said, "Otherwise, come to Hollywood, and I'll introduce you to the movie." β
Sophie looked at Eric, and then remembered that the young man next to her was the big boss of the Firefly Film Company in the limelight in Hollywood, and he was also the director of a series of global best-selling movies, but Sophie had never cooperated with Hollywood, and Eric's young face really made her feel in awe of this young man's other identity like Frederick Bloom of TF1 just now. The girl was stunned for a moment, looked at the gentle smile on Eric's face, suddenly relaxed again, and said with a smile: "Then tell me what kind of movie it is, I won't act if I'm not interested?"
Eric remembered what he had just talked about with John Cali in the dining room, and said, "How's Bond Girl?"
Sophie immediately said with a look of disdain: "That guy who can save the world by playing handsome with girls everywhere?"
Eric laughed, "yes." That's the guy. Interested?"
Sophie dragged out a little longer: "Not interested~~~"
"Don't say it so absolutely. Why not give it a try, and you'll be the prettiest Bond girl ever. β
"If I want to play the villain, I will play the villain, kill Bond, and destroy the world," Sophie said and bared her little white teeth 'fiercely', but the melancholy face that was born with a literary style did not show any ferocity.
"Okay, let's play the villain and kill Bond. Destroy the world. β
Sophie stared sideways at Eric's expression for a few seconds, and then suddenly said in some surprise, "Are you serious?"
Eric nodded solemnly, "Of course, do you think I'm joking?"
"Forget it," Sophie's face suddenly turned red, even under the not-so-bright street lamp, she threw out this sentence in a bit of a panic, and suddenly glared at Eric fiercely: "You guy who likes to coax women with rhetoric, I will never fall for you again." β
"But I'm obviously serious about discussing this with you," Eric said innocently, "Before I met you, I happened to be talking to John Cali, the president of MGM Pictures, about the 007 series. MGM is likely to feature the pros and cons of the two Bond girls in the latest 007 sequel, if you're interested. I can recommend you to play the villain Bond Girl in the past. β
Sophie realized that Eric was really not joking, remembered her overly sensitive reaction just now, and was a little embarrassed to grace twice, unconsciously quickened her pace, and walked towards the steps ahead of the Seine embankment, Eric looked at the girl's back and fled, smiled, and hurriedly followed.
Leaving the embankment, Eric saw Sophie standing on the side of the road waiting for a taxi, and stepped forward and gently pulled the girl: "Why don't I send you back, it's not easy to stop a taxi now." β
Sophie looked at Eric, looked at Eric's lonely appearance, and smiled, "Why did you send me back?"
Eric smiled confidently and mysteriously, "I'll do a magic trick for you." As he spoke, Eric raised his right hand and snapped his fingers skillfully, Sophie's eyes widened with some anticipation and curiosity, and her clear eyes stared at Eric's raised right hand.
And then......
And then ......
Still nothing happened.
The crisp laughter of schadenfreude soon scattered in the dim lights of the street.
"Haha, hahaha...... Alright, Eric, it's getting late, I'm going home. β
Sophie said when she saw a taxi coming from afar, and was about to come forward to wave, but was stopped again.
Eric pointed to a black sedan driving on the other side and said, "Hey, my car is here." β
As they spoke, the black sedan had stopped in front of the two, and the driver got out of the car and respectfully pulled the door.
Eric nudged Sophie, who couldn't think of any excuse to refuse, and got into the back seat. Eric got into the car from the other side and asked, "I don't know where you live?"
Sophie gave Eric a blank look, deliberately spoke to the driver in French, and then smirked at Eric.
The black sedan drove along New York Avenue for a while, then turned into a road to the northwest, and after more than ten minutes of driving through the streets of Paris, it stopped outside a typical five-story European-style apartment.
Sophie said goodbye to Eric, politely thanked the driver, pushed the door and jumped out of the car briskly, running towards the apartment door, Eric gave a few words to the driver, and got out of the car.
Quickly entering the code on the access control, Sophie was about to push open the heavy iron door when she was startled by the figure of Eric beside her.
"You, you, you...... What are you going to do?" Sophie instinctively panicked, and her two small hands were still subconsciously protected in front of her.
Eric's face is harmless: "Sophie, I'm thirsty......"
The girl burst out laughing, but immediately straightened her face and glared at Eric fiercely, "Eric, can you think of any worse excuses?"
Eric pointed to the departed car: "......"
Sophie looked at the black sedan that quickly disappeared around the corner, as if she had found a reasonable excuse for herself, and pushed open the iron door of the apartment to let Eric come in. But he didn't forget to cover his ears and steal the bell: "You have to leave after drinking water." β
"No problem. β
"And. Don't mess around. β
"I swear. β
"It doesn't sound sincere at all. β
"I swear to God. β
"Don't. What if God's wrath is taken out on me. β
"I'll let him punish me alone. β
"Flim Flam. β
In the narrow hallway of the apartment, the two of them quietly argued, and soon disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
β¦β¦
In just one week, waking up in the arms of the same man she didn't know well, Sophie couldn't help but repent of her fall.
It's just that Sophie still doesn't understand why she can fall so easily when she is hugging this man of her own at this time, she can only feel very comfortable with Eric, he can always guess her mind easily. Even if there were occasional disagreements in their conversations, they would have been so clear, and Eric never tried to convince her to agree with her, as he seemed to understand from the beginning that she hated the kind of person who liked to preach.
Although the two had known each other for less than a week, it was as if he had known her for many years, and Sophie even remembered what Eric said when he first appeared in front of her, "I think I should have known you in my last life, so I came up to say hello." β
It's a cool, sunny summer morning in Paris. In an apartment in the 16th arrondissement of Paris, Sophie suddenly felt. Maybe he's telling the truth.
Oh, that's silly.
Although she felt that her idea was ridiculous, Sophie turned her body slightly in curiosity, as if she wanted to take advantage of his sleep, but as soon as she turned her body, she met Eric's bright eyes.
"You, are you awake?" said Sophie, pretending to be calm.
Eric could feel the slight tension in Sophie's waist for a moment, and wondered, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Sophie shook her head slightly, and added, "You should go." β
Eric reached for his watch on the dresser and looked at it, it was not yet eight o'clock, so he retracted into the quilt again, hugged Sophie into his arms, and rubbed his chin against the woman's round shoulder: "It's still early, let's sleep a little longer." β
Sophie opened her mouth to say something, but she gave up on the idea, thinking that she didn't have any work to do today, so she obediently leaned into Eric's arms, twisted her body by the way, and pulled Eric's arm pillow over it, changing to a more comfortable position.
The two of them were like mice snuggling together in the cold winter, and they didn't know how long it had been, and they opened their eyes together again.
Eric sniffled, smelled a faint smell of toast, and said to Sophie, "Am I delusional about being hungry?"
Sophie chuckled and said, "There's a bakery downstairs, I'm hungry too, you should get up and buy bread." β
Eric immediately bargained: "I don't speak French, you go." β
"You don't speak French, you don't know how to use francs?"
Eric buried his head in Sophie's scented pillow and continued to play tricks: "I'm a big man, and I never have change on me. β
Sophie angrily and amusefully pinched Eric, but got out of the bed, walked barefoot to the closet, found a loose pink lounge clothes to put on, pulled out a few change bills from her purse, and stepped on her fluffy slippers and went out.
Eric watched the girl's figure disappear, stretched comfortably, and slowly began to get up and get dressed.
Then, after a simple breakfast, Eric was once again kicked out by Sophie.
It's strange, why do you say it again.
Of course, Eric can understand Sophie's tangled mood, in the memory of his previous life, in the ten years after filming "Blue Movement" in 1991, Sophie did not cooperate with Zurasky in any more films, and at this time "Blue Movement" was already a film two years ago, although her relationship with Zulasky began to fade, but it was like the "When Love Becomes a Habit" directed by Sophie in the original time and space In that way, the two are still not officially separated, but it has become a habit, from some of Sophie's performance tracks in her previous life, Eric knows that for many years to come, Sophie is more adrift in Hollywood, and what Eric has to do now is to abduct Sophie to Hollywood two years in advance of "Braveheart".
This couldn't be easier for him, and from the communication with Sophie, Eric can also understand that Sophie is not averse to invitations from Hollywood, or from him personally.
After meeting Chris back at the hotel and making a brief finalization, Chris formally submitted an offer to the management of Nokia Group in Finland to acquire Nokia's mobile division.
Not surprisingly, Nokia's management immediately rejected the Firefly investment plan, and Nokia's offer was to sell 20% of Nokia's shares in exchange for $250 million in development funds. This plan is very different from Eric's expectations, but Eric also knows that just like the wholly-owned acquisition plan of Firefly Pictures, the plan given by Nokia is also just a temptation, and as for the bottom line of the two parties, it will take a long time to determine the bottom line.
After the official contact, Chris did not stay in Paris, but went to Helsinki, the capital of Finland, with the Firefly acquisition team. Eric remained in Paris, but maintained close ties with Chris.
In addition, to Eric's surprise, the proposal he proposed on the night of his meeting with Marcel Novalet of CrΓ©dit Lyon and MGM John Cali was unanimously opposed by all the film forces in Europe, and it was very clear that although Eric's proposal was very promising, no one wanted to step into the MGM mess.
Over the years, MGM has not had any performance at all, except for a few capital operations in the hands of Cork Corkerian to make a lot of money. Cork Cortrien, on the other hand, did not invest a penny in MGM, which operated by constantly issuing corporate bonds to raise funds to make and distribute films, but over the course of a decade, the blockbuster films did not produce much, and the debt accumulated more and more.
After the box office failure of "Bear Peak" and "The Last Action Hero" released in the summer, CrΓ©dit Lyonnais, as the largest shareholder at this time, not only could not get any benefits from MGM, but continued to invest money in MGM in order not to plunge MGM into a debt crisis.
In this case, it is not difficult to understand that these European film forces are reluctant to step into this mess.
In desperation, Eric thought about it and quickly proposed a plan that was more acceptable. (To be continued......)