Chapter 208 Here

"Thank you," the slender blonde stewardess smiled and handed a prepared cocktail to him. Eric, who was sitting next to the small bar, thanked him softly.

At this time, he was on the private plane of the Murdoch family. Before that, Eric really did not expect that Murdoch would be eager to personally send a private plane to Venice to pick him up. However, although the purpose of the other party is not simple, Eric must be disrespectful of the benefits that come to the door. Even if it is a first-class passenger plane, it is definitely not as comfortable as a private jet with complete facilities.

After attending the opening ceremony of the Venice Film Festival last night and attending the premiere of "Frightening Island" in the morning, Eric handed over the rest to Jonathan Demme and others, and hurriedly boarded the This huge Boeing private jet flew back to Los Angeles, and "Friends" achieved such amazing results, it must be false to say that he was not in a hurry to return to Los Angeles.

In addition to his assistant, and an assistant manager of Fox TV who came, there were also two little girls, Julia and Elizabeth, who were sitting on the sofa near him and whispering. Allen and the manager were both winking and staying in the other lounge.

"What are you talking about, Julia, so happy?" Eric turned around and leaned on the bar, and asked without a word.

Julia looked up and was about to speak, when Elizabeth had already glared over: "What's your business!"

After learning about the miracle of "Friends" ratings,

For some reason, Elizabeth's attitude towards Eric was even more "bad".

"If the topic of discussion is related to me, then it must be my business," Eric said with a smile, stood up with a glass of wine and walked towards the sofa, sitting down beside Julia casually.

Julia saw Eric sitting down beside her and raised her body slightly as if trying to avoid it. But she quickly relaxed again, but Elizabeth said reluctantly, "Hey, who asked you to sit here?"

"Liz. I'm a guest, how can you be so rude."

"As a guest, you should have the self-consciousness of the guest." Elizabeth countered.

"You are so inhospitable, Liz, it seems that back in Los Angeles, I want to mention this to Mr. Murdoch, maybe I should enroll you in a lady etiquette training class or something." Eric said, Unconsciously, she took on the tone of an elder, which made Elizabeth, who was already very upset, an unknown little flame rush up.

Elizabeth stared at Eric for a while, but couldn't find a sharper retort for a while. So she stood up suddenly: "I'm going to rest, you can do it yourself, Mr. guest." After the girl finished speaking, she walked to the bedroom on high heels.

I don't know when, the two flight attendants also left quietly, leaving only Eric and Julia in this cabin.

The girl glanced at Eric, who was sitting comfortably beside her and resting on the sofa, squinting and resting. She straightened her waist, but did not leave. She sat quietly beside Eric, and unconsciously started. Some enjoy this calm atmosphere.

A few days in Venice. It was the longest period of time she had spent with Eric outside of work. The girl also found that compared to Eric, who was a bit irritable and controlling when he was at work, this man was very casual most of the time in private, even though Elizabeth could not help but tit for tat with him. Eric has never lost his temper. Instead, Elizabeth is always speechless by his understated words. Just a few days of getting along has also greatly changed Eric's original image in the girl's heart. At least, he is no longer the original big devil in her heart.

I don't know how long it took, but Eric still didn't move. The girl secretly turned her face and looked at the man beside her. She had been running around for several days, and because of the jet lag, she had not been able to rest well. Eric's young face was obviously tired, and stubble appeared on his chin.

but. This pair of more vicissitudes and mature appearance made Julia a little unable to help her heartbeat, and the girl even had an urge to reach out and touch it.

But even the most basic actions were not made. The impulse in Julia's heart turned into a sigh, she just reached out and took the empty wine glass that Eric was holding in her hand and put it aside, and then sat gently next to the man again, thinking of learning about "Friends" What Elizabeth told her after the miraculous ratings.

She originally only knew that Eric was very powerful, very powerful, and every movie he made achieved a high box office. Even if it was his first foray into TV dramas, he easily created a ratings miracle. But how powerful it is, the girl has no specific measure in her heart. It was not until the more expert Elizabeth explained it to her that Julia could imagine a little bit of the height Eric was at now.

Eric, who was already asleep beside him, moved, and seemed to feel that this sleeping position was very uncomfortable. He fell down on the sofa, his head just rested on the girl's lap, and one hand inadvertently wrapped his arms around Zhu. Leah's slender waist.

Julia, who was thinking wildly, was taken aback by Eric's action. She thought that Eric was awake, but she looked down and found a comfortable position in her arms, and hummed twice, and then she stopped moving again. Eric, the girl just understood.

He chuckled silently, and finally summoned up his courage, stretched out his fingertips and lightly touched the handsome face with sharp edges and corners.

The blonde stewardess who bartended Eric not long ago appeared in the cabin again and seemed to want to ask the guests if they needed anything. When she saw the intimate relationship between the man and the woman on the sofa, the blonde stewardess opened her eyes slightly. As a young man, of course she knew Julia and Eric, and she was usually more concerned about the gossip in the entertainment industry, but at this time she saw with her own eyes. The blonde stewardess still felt a little weird to see the young, over-the-top famous director sleeping on the lap of Julia Roberts, who had become a top Hollywood actress.

Seeing the surprised appearance of the flight attendant, Julia's face was slightly hot, but she reached out her hand and made a silent appearance. This action also awakened the sluggish flight attendant, and quickly showed Julia a professional smile. , intend to quit.

However, Julia stopped her movement and reached out and gestured a few times. The flight attendant quickly understood and found a blanket to cover Eric lightly.

After the flight attendant left, Julia relaxed and looked down at Eric's sleeping face in a daze.

Thoughts turn and turn, turn and turn.

In the end, what I thought was that I was wearing jeans with relatively rough fabrics today. Would it be uncomfortable for him to stick on them?

Because of the time difference nine hours earlier than Venice, after a flight of more than ten hours, when I arrived in Los Angeles, it was not yet 8 pm local time in the United States, and it was not long before the summer sky was completely dark.

There were a lot of people who learned that Eric would arrive in Los Angeles at this time, so more than one wave of people waited outside the airport. Fortunately, he came back on a private plane, and the itinerary is relatively secret. If he took the passenger plane as originally planned, he would definitely be blocked by a large number of reporters who had calculated the time.

Eric's figure just appeared, and a few waves of people waiting outside the airport gathered around. These people didn't know each other at first, but after seeing each other's actions, they understood the purpose of others, so they all speeded up. Step forward.

"Mr. Williams, I'm Mr. Murdoch's assistant..."

"Mr. Williams, Mr. Eisner asked me to wait for you here..."

"Eric, we met during the recording of "The Sophia Talk Show", I'm the manager of the Los Angeles branch of cbs..."

Eric smiled and shook hands with the waves of people he introduced, and waited for everyone to be a little quieter before finally saying: "I'm really sorry, I just returned to Los Angeles, and the jet lag hasn't reversed, so I'll talk about it tomorrow. ?"

Of course, several waves of people couldn't be willing to leave because of Eric's few words.

In fact, Eric had already anticipated this situation, but he just didn't expect that so many people would come to the airport to intercept him. He hurried into a black car specially sent by Jeffrey and waited for Alan to put it away. After the luggage got into the car, Eric said goodbye to everyone outside the car window, and at the same time did not forget to wave to Julia and Elizabeth who were standing outside the crowd.

Seeing Eric's car leaving behind, these talents ran to their own cars in disappointment to leave.

Of course Elizabeth didn't mind when the others left, but seeing that the assistant sent by her father seemed to want to leave on her own, the little flame in Elizabeth's heart ignited again, and she raised her hips and shouted, "Hey, Wen Senter, is Miss Ben air?"

The assistant named Vincent in Elizabeth's mouth just focused all her attention on Eric, but did not notice Elizabeth who came out later, and ran over quickly and said, "Oh, sorry, Second Miss, I just didn't notice you. I don't know how to explain this to Mr Murdoch without getting Mr Williams."

Elizabeth pulled Julia towards a luxury Bentley and said angrily, "I don't care what you say, take us back to Beverly Hills first."

"But," Vincent hesitantly followed up, "Second Miss, I have to report this to Mr. Murdoch as soon as possible. Mr. Murdoch is still waiting at the Century City headquarters."

"It's so late, do you want us two girls to go back in a taxi? What if you encounter a bad guy?" Elizabeth said, stuffing her and Julia's suitcases into Wen. Senter, pulling Julia into the Bentley on his own, slammed the door shut.

Vincent gave a wry smile, and reluctantly talked to the deputy manager of Fox who had been ignored by Elizabeth and went to pick him up in Venice. He tucked the two suitcases into the trunk, and then sat in the co-pilot and told the driver to drive. At the same time, he picked up the mobile phone and dialed the number. (To be continued)