"A...a small thing?" Eric pulled the girl in front of her and placed it on her thigh, gently pinching the baby's face: "Has he caused some trouble?"

"How is it possible that I won't get into trouble!" Drew immediately denied: "This is the thing. In order to buy the copyright of this movie, I found an agent."

"Oh," Eric immediately understood: "You promised to give the other party good, but you didn't have the ability to fulfill it. Moreover, this benefit must be related to me, right?"

"Eric, you are so smart!" The girl hugged in Eric's arms, raising her little face, looking admiring.

"Okay, stop pretending, just tell me honestly!" Eric couldn't help knocking on the girl's forehead, which attracted another struggle and protest.

"Actually, it's nothing," the little girl gave Eric a shot before saying: "When I was looking for an agent, a guy named Lawrence Band came to me at a party with a friend, holding a script, saying that he wanted me to pass it on to you, and they hope you can invest."

"They can't contact me, it's nothing to find you, it's easy to understand. But why does the other party want to invest in me? There are so many film companies, the other party's first choice should be the seven major film companies. Even if it's not the seven major, other second- and third-tier film companies should also be the first choice, right?"

Drew hugged Eric's neck and smiled, "Because you have money, the newspapers are full of news that you have received hundreds of millions of dollars in share."

Eric shrugged: "You should know that the share of "Home Imperials" is almost gone. If you get the share of "Fengyue", if you want to acquire a film company to establish a distribution channel, you will definitely spend it soon. If you get the share of "Secret War", you can't spend it anymore. If you want to save it, you have to pay taxes next year. I have to pay 35% income tax. In this way, I don't have much cash anymore. Oh, I found that from last year to now, I have been in vain and I have not saved any money."

The girl patted her shoulder with a slight slight : "Don't worry, Mr. Billionaire, if you don't have money, I will support you."

"It would be great if there was a woman telling me like this in her previous life," Eric smiled and sighed: "Okay, let's continue your topic, what's that guy's name?"

"Lawrence Band, I think the reason he wants to invest in you is because both of them are too young. Even if the script is good, those film companies will not be assured to hand over the movie to him and his friends. After all, as long as it is a more regular movie, no matter how small the investment is, it will cost millions of dollars. So, you get it."

"Then you agreed, and let him be your agent...Is he capable of being your agent?" Eric thought of another question.

"That guy was very smart and opened a film company with his friend. You know, it was the shell company that paid a registration fee to apply for. There was nothing. There were many film companies like Hollywood. However, he also made a very low-cost movie two years ago. He was the producer of the film himself. The friend was the director and screenwriter. However, after the production was completed, the negatives were burned down due to a fire and a lot of money was lost."

"What a pity, Lawrence Band, right... Well, wait, Lawrence Band?" Eric suddenly raised his tone.

"Hmm?" Drew nodded, not sure.

Eric put the girl down from her knees and pointed to the coffee table: "Do you spell his name for me?"

Although Drew was a little confused, he walked to the coffee table obediently, reached out to dip some water in the tea cup, thought for a while, and then hesitated to write two words on the coffee table: "It should...it should be so spelled like this, right?" After writing, the little girl turned her head and asked Eric uncertainly.

Eric covered his forehead and replaced the subtitle O in ‘Laorence’ with W, turning it into ‘Lawrence’. At the same time, he typed on the cute girl’s head: “I really want to know what you did in school, and you can’t even spell such a simple name. Oh, speaking of it, I paid such a large sponsorship fee to send you to boarding school, and I have never seen your transcript. I will take it to me next time.”

"Hehe, this is not needed, right?" The girl grinned and smiled, holding the coffee table with her little hands, feeling ready to escape at any time.

However, Eric did not pursue the question again. Looking at the name on the coffee table, it was exactly in line with the name in the memory. The reason why Eric did not reflect when Drew mentioned it was mainly because when he read English names in his previous life, he usually translated them into Chinese pronunciations. In addition, Drew's accent was completely incompatible with the English learned in Eric's previous life, and Eric did not think of the name in his memory for a while.

"Drew, what's the name of that friend of Lawrence Band?" Eric asked again.

The girl scratched her head and tilted her head for thought: "It seems... maybe... the name is Quentin Tarantino," Drew saw Eric's expression move clearly before asking: "Eric, you don't know them, right?"

Eric calmed down and did not let the girl see more abnormalities. He quickly thought of an excuse and nodded and admitted, "I heard that when you just said your name, you felt familiar. It seemed that when you were chatting with people, you listened to it as an interesting thing. These two unlucky guys made a movie together, but the filming was completed, but the negative was burned."

Eric did not mention the person he chatted with, and his words were very vague, so the girl went back to find someone to verify. However, Drew obviously did not doubt anything, and believed it when he heard Eric's explanation.

"So, are you saying they want me to invest in their movies and leave you a script?" Eric asked.

Drew shook his head: "No, I didn't want it. I originally wanted to tell you about this first. If you don't agree, I'll just send them."

"It's not good. Since you promise, you can't justify yourself. We will definitely expand our production business in the future. Although they are still two little people, it will definitely have some impact if you deal with them," Eric sat back on the sofa again, thought for a while and said, "Just tomorrow. At noon tomorrow, you will take them to the set of Friends. There is an hour lunch break between the filming period. Let them bring the script and I'll take a look."

"Eric, isn't this too troublesome? Why do you see them? I think it's a waste of time. That... Quentin Tarantino is only in his twenties. What good script can he write? Which famous Hollywood screenwriter is not in his thirties or forties? It's really not possible. I'll just come over to read the script. There is no need to see them, right?"

Eric smiled and said, "Did you forget that I am not twenty years old?"

"Haha, I think you are at least forty years old," the girl said, leaning over to Eric's side.

This intuition... is too accurate!

Eric touched the little girl's hair, but soon felt relieved. With the girl's smart temperament, she got along day and night, and found that this problem of his psychological age was not surprising. In fact, many people discovered it.

"Okay, that's all I'm going to say. I'll bring them here tomorrow, but don't be late. You know, I'm very busy."

"Well," Drew responded, and soon rubbed against Eric as if he was coquettish: "Well, Eric, I've finished this matter. Is there any reward?"

Eric patted the girl on the back: "Yes, I helped you become a film company, but you are not yet aged, so you are temporarily put in my name and will transfer it to you when you are eighteen years old. As for the copyright of "Jinyu League" I bought, please put it in this company."

"Wow, tell me quickly, what's the name?" The girl asked excitedly with bright eyes.

"Flower-Films."

The girl was stunned for a moment before she curled her mouth and said, "Flower Pictures... What a rustic name, can you change it?"

Rustic?

Eric stared at the girl's baby face. This was the name you gave yourself in your previous life: "How could you be rustic? Tell me one?"

Drew's head was pressed against Eric's chest, and after thinking for a while, he raised his head a little depressed. The little girl obviously had no talent in naming: "Then... let's go to Flower Pictures first."

Eric laughed and rubbed the girl's head: "Okay, it's so late, go to bed."

The girl grabbed Eric's arm and stopped him and stood up: "No, no, don't worry, Eric, there is still one month left for the summer vacation. Will it be better for me to get some early, such as what kind of movie copyrights will be acquired?"

"Well... let me think about it, I will make a list for you tomorrow, and go to bed early now," Eric said.

"Don't be perfunctory to me, I'll have it tomorrow!" The girl said unyieldingly.

"No problem, I will definitely give it to you tomorrow." After Eric said that, he got up and walked towards the stairs. Instead of going directly to the bedroom, he walked into the study. Seeing the girl following him, Eric said, "Don't come and disturb me. You go to bed first. Always stay up late and be careful that you will become ugly if you are less than thirty years old."

"Hmph!" The girl frowned and turned around and walked towards the bedroom unwillingly.

Eric found a notebook in the lower left of the desk, spread it in front of him, picked up a pen, remembering what happened just now, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He never expected Quentin Tarantino, who was called the "genius" director in his previous life, would come up with him on his own initiative. Although Lawrence Band is not as famous as Quentin, the two are actually old partners. Quentin's series of movies are produced by Lawrence Band.
Chapter completed!