I’m in Hollywood Chapter 264: The Wolf of Wall Street

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Eric sighed: "One or two sentences are unclear. Anyway, I just got together. I am only glad that they didn't burn my house these days."

Jeffrey on the other end of the phone laughed again, and then said: "You must be uncomfortable at home, it is almost dinner time, or come to me for a meal, just meet Chris?"

Eric is just bored to talk to someone for a few days, and does not want to disturb Jeffrey to enjoy the joy of the world, hesitantly asked: "Is this suitable?"

"Why is it not suitable, festivals? Of course, the more people, the better. I am so deserted all the year round, and it would be better for you to come over. By the way, if you want, bring those two girls together."

Eric thought that the two girls would never quarrel anymore in front of outsiders, so they agreed: "Then I will pass now?"

"Come on, there is nothing to hang, the kitchen oven is still on." Jeffrey finished speaking, and immediately hung up the phone without waiting for the response of Eric.

Eric put down the microphone and went back to the bedroom to change clothes and walk downstairs.

Drew and Aniston, who are seizing the dominance of the TV set, watched the Eric walk downstairs in formal wear, and felt vigilant at the same time.

"Eric, where are you going?" the two girls asked in unison.

Eric pretended to have an unpleasant look, and said, "You two are so noisy, I decided to go to Thanksgiving in another place."

"No!" The two girls sprang up from the sofa together, and walked to Eric side by side, holding his arms firmly, left and right, and then glared at each other, again speaking in unison: Blame you! "

Eric rubbed his temples and said, "Okay, do n’t be noisy, just called Jeffrey and invited me to go to his house to finish dinner. Who are you going to?"

"I!" is still in unison.

"Ok, change your clothes in ten minutes. No one will take anyone who has ink."

There was a chaotic noise, and Drew and Aniston disappeared at the corner of the stairs together.

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Drive to Jeffrey's house. Eric pressed the doorbell, and the door opened quickly from the inside.

A young man dressed in a decent suit, similar in appearance to Jeffrey, but much taller than Jeffrey opened the door, glanced at the three people outside the door, revealed a faint smile, and extended his hand: , Mr. Williams. "

"Just call me Eric," Eric reached out and shook hands with the youth in front of him: "I am also very happy to see you. Chris."

Chris Hansson nodded to the two girls again, took the red wine handed over from Eric and said, "Please come in."

The three of them walked in with Chris Hansson. The Jeffrey family is still the same, no, or a little more tidy than the last time Eric came. It is probably because the son came back.

Drew and Aniston are the first time to Jeffrey home, seeing this apartment is obviously not in line with Jeffrey's current net worth, both girls showed a surprised look. Aniston can still tolerate nothing, but small girl is straightforward and said directly: "Jeffrey is already so rich. Why do you still live here?"

Eric turned around and glared at small girl, warning her to stop talking nonsense, but Chris Hansson took the initiative to explain to Drew: "I am older than Papa. I am not willing to move out."

"Oh," the girl nodded gently, daring not to say anything.

Three people sat down in the living room. Jeffrey quickly got out of the kitchen. He was wearing an apron on his waist. When he saw three people, Eric, he said: "Eric, you take a rest first, dinner will be ready soon."

"Do you need help?" Eric asked quickly.

Jeffrey shook his head: "No, don't use it. It's enough to have Emily to help me. You talk to Chris first." Jeffrey finished. Once again got into the kitchen.

Chris Hansson smiled awkwardly and explained: "I was playing in the kitchen when I was seven years old. I was scalded by hot oil once, and then I Papa would never let me near the kitchen again."

Eric smiled and understood, and made a look at the two small girls, and they obediently walked toward the kitchen.

A few concessions from Jeffrey in the kitchen, and another surprised voice that sounded pleasant to the female voice, quickly calmed down in a whisper.

The two men in the living room looked at each other and smiled.

Eric was actually observing Chris Hansson from the beginning. So far, he hasn't found any tycoon in Chris Hansson. It's not like what Jeffrey once said occasionally. He got a full four-year scholarship at the university and worked at Morgan Stanley, one of the four major investment banks. .

Eric can only sum up the meticulous details of suits from Chris even in the room, and conclude that the other party is either a perfectionist or a stereotype. Of course, the former is more likely.

"Eric, what are you thinking?" Chris suddenly asked.

Since he is the son of Jeffrey, Eric naturally has a touch of intimacy with Chris and said frankly: "Jeffrey said that you work at Morgan Stanley, I was thinking, why do n’t you have a little The Wolf of Wall Street breath?" /

Chris froze for a while, then asked with a smile: "Eric, what do you think the so-called The Wolf of Wall Street should look like?"

Eric thought about it and said, "At least it should be aggressive, but I look at you, more like a meticulous researcher in some research institutes."

Chris shook his head and said: "Eric, you are wrong. The more aggressive the so-called 'The Wolf of Wall Street' in your mouth, the less aggressive it looks on the surface, you can find some Wall Street famous investment bank executives Take a look at the photos, almost everyone is mediocre, and it can never be found in the crowd. "

For the first time, Eric heard this opinion and asked, "Why do you want to do this?"

"Because this can disguise more, paralyze the enemy, and let the opponent lose vigilance."

Eric nodded thoughtfully: "Right, Chris, what do you do specifically?"

"Of course, what does it do to make money."

Eric smiled, and asked, "If Firefly wants to go public, can I find you?"

Chris heard this question, and slightly smiled, said: "Eric, no matter whether you are joking about this question, if Firefly is really going to be listed, it must be handed over to me. The name Firefly is right You must know my meaning, I hope it can develop better. "

As Chris said so seriously, Eric nodded solemnly. (To be continued)