Chapter 581

Until Eric, Famick and Nicole washed up and went downstairs together, the other three women were still sleeping soundly.◇◆◆↓ Novel.￥f

Nicole and the other two had the same figure as Eric. They were wearing Eric's white shirt and jeans. With Eric's same outfit, the three of them looked not as couple's outfits, but better than couple's outfits.

The Russian twins sitting on the sofa by the curtain wall saw Eric appearing, and quickly stood up and said in unison to Eric: "Boss."

Over the past few months, Eric had become accustomed to the twins' beautiful and cold expressions. He gradually realized that this was just a self-protection state of the two women in a strange environment, and their nature might not be like this. Looking at the Sony walkman on the coffee table in front of the twins and the thick Russian-English dictionary, Eric understood that the two women were learning English, so he waved his hand and said, "You guys keep going, by the way, have you had lunch?"

The twins were wearing the same light blue velvet shirt and khaki trousers. I wonder if my sister or sister replied: "I've eaten, boss, do you need us to help cook?"

Eric shook his head and signaled the two girls to continue doing their own things. He took Nicole and Famick to the kitchen. He still didn't understand how to distinguish the twin sisters. He once suggested that the two girls wear different colors of clothes, but the little girl insisted on letting the twins wear exactly the same, claiming that this would make it interesting.

Nicole followed Eric and walked to a distance that the twins could not hear, then turned his head and glanced, pulled Eric's sleeve and asked, "Are they really boxers?"

Eric nodded: "Yes."

Famick also said at this time: "I can't tell at all, but my figure is quite suitable for being a model."

Eric smiled and said to Famick: "Don't you like boxing occasionally? You can try it with them."

Famick felt that Eric's smile was a little bad, and with a little vigilance, he asked, "Have you tried it?"

Eric raised his hand and pointed to the corner of his right eye: "It has been hurting here for many days."

The two women imagined Eric's defeated appearance and laughed. Famick also said, "Oh, I remember, I'll come back to see you in August. Your eyes are still a little dark. I thought you were the dark circles after insomnia at that time. It turned out that they were beaten."

Nicole also asked, "Hey, have you eaten them?"

Eric shook his head with a 'regret' face. He smiled and said, "I can't beat it. I can only be reversed by them."

Nicole raised her small fist and hammered Eric's shoulder, and said in a coquettish tone: "You know how to bully us."

"No wonder you didn't carry them to the bedroom last night," Famick Jensen also agreed. The three of them walked through the hall to the kitchen on the west side of the first floor of the villa. When they pushed the door in, Famick suddenly remembered it and said with a smile: "By the way, there seems to be one person missing. That, Penny's sister, why did you forget her last night?"

As soon as the words were finished, the three of them saw Monica Cruze Monica, who was standing next to the refrigerator in the kitchen, holding a bottle of ketchup in their hands, and it had been almost half a year since they came to the United States. Daily English communication was no longer a problem. The girl just heard Famick Jensen's last words, and she could easily think of what happened. Last night, she had sleep with her sister in the same room, and Eric suddenly broke in. The girl was both surprised and expectant, but in the end Eric just carried Penelope out of the room and left her there alone. Monica thought Eric didn't like her at all, so she was sad and nervous for the whole night, and she couldn't sleep until dawn. Therefore, she just got up a little earlier than Eric and the other two. Just as she arrived in the kitchen to get some food, Eric and the other two walked in.

Seeing that the scene was a little awkward, Eric took the initiative to walk forward. He took the tomato sauce from Monica's hand and put it aside. Seeing the girl's hair still a little messy, he asked softly: "Just getting up?"

Monica felt her hands empty, and she suddenly felt that her two little hands were not sure where to put them, so she just nodded subconsciously: "Well, I...well."

"Go and take a shower first." Eric picked up the girl's face, kissed her gently, and said in a gentle tone: "I'll make lunch for everyone in person, and I can come and help you after you take a shower."

Monica nodded obediently, looked at the two women standing not far away, and asked in a weak tone: "Eric, are you..."

"Of course not," Eric interrupted without waiting for the girl to finish, "but this is California, don't you want me to get into trouble, do you?"

Although Monica was a little confused about Eric's words, she subconsciously shook her head.

Eric patted the girl on the back: "Then go and take a shower."

Seeing Monica, who was petite and timid in appearance, coaxed Eric and left the kitchen lightly, Nicole said in a sour tone: "You have never been so gentle to me."

Famick Jansen nodded, "Not for me, either."

Eric took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and handed them to the two women who were walking over, and said, "It's impossible that there is no one, right?"

Nicole took a bag of bread, glared at Eric, walked towards the kitchen counter, and said casually: "Well, it seems that there was one time."

Eric remembered the time Nicole cried aggrievedly, and said guiltily: "There is no need to be jealous of a little girl."

Famick put a box of eggs into the egg boiler one by one. After hearing Eric say this, he teased: "I thought you had changed your sex life. It turned out that you were just afraid of 'trouble', tsk tsk."

“I have always been a law-abiding citizen.”

Eric smiled shamelessly, and couldn't help but complain in his heart that the legal standards of the states in the United States are uneven. Most states can get married at the age of sixteen. Some states have legal marriage age as low as twelve, while some states have only reached the age of legitimate sexuality at the age of eighteen. A man and woman want to do something without violating federal law can only be considered a problem of space, not a problem of time. For a country on a wheel, the problem of space does not seem to be a problem of anything.

Eric still remembers the young and rebellious Mira Jovovich who was in the original time and space eloped with her boyfriend to Las Vegas at the age of 16. In California, the boyfriend who was four years older than her had to go to prison for doing this, but when they arrived in Nevada, they could get married legally. It has to be said that it is really ironic. Speaking of which, "Resident Evil" in this time and space may be filmed next year, but Eric has not seen Mira Jovovich in the media. It seems that this Russian actress with a very good background was flapped by the wings of butterflies.

After a few minutes, Monica had not returned from taking a shower. Drew, Penelope and Connery walked into the kitchen one after another. The little girl covered her mouth and still yawned, throwing a mobile phone over: "Yeah, Jeffrey Carsonberg just called, I'll tell him you'll wait and see you go back next time."

Eric took the mobile phone and watched the girl stretch out her claws to scoop up her freshly fried sausage, and raised her hand and opened it: "Have you brushed your teeth?"

"It's almost starving to death," the girl shouted unwillingly, but walked out obediently.

Eric glanced at Connery and Penelope, and nodded when he saw the two women. He pointed to the pan: "Look at it, and then serve it out."

Giving the work in his hand to the two girls, Eric walked out with a mobile phone.

Although it was noon, after Eric called, Carsonberg quickly answered the phone. The workaholic even stayed in the office at noon, and couldn't help but make Eric, who was sleeping until midnight, felt a little ashamed.

Firefly's management has formulated a detailed media PR plan based on what was discussed last night and after a morning of discussions. Carsonberg even found out that Buffett and his wife Susan are now living in a vacation villa in Laguna Beach in southern Los Angeles, and have made an appointment with Buffett to meet.

Eric and Katzenberg said this. He came to the study on the ground floor. On the other side, Katzenberg also began to ask the secretary to fax the morning meeting minutes.

Compared to the decision I made last night's few words, the plan in my hand is much more professional and has considered various possible details.

Kasenberg on the phone was obviously very excited. He chatted with Eric for half an hour, and during this period, Eric also browsed the entire plan. Although Kasenberg had agreed on a meeting time with Buffett, it can be seen from the media public relations planning book that aims to show the strength of Firefly Pictures that everyone does not have much expectations for a private negotiation of this deal.

Fortunately, after the two of them talked about this, Katzenberg did not continue to talk about anything else, but just asked Eric to go to Firefly Headquarters in the afternoon. Some documents needed to be signed by him in person, and then hung up the phone.

Eric sorted out the fax just now, turned around and saw Drew sitting quietly on the steps at the entrance, holding a sandwich in his hand and eating quietly. He smiled and said, "I'm scared, why are you like a cat, always silent."

"You just scared everyone," the girl stood up with a sandwich and said, "Suddenly I can't find you, and we thought you had escaped."

Eric followed Drew and smiled and said, "Why should I escape?"

The little girl rolled her eyes and pretended to be confused: "I don't understand, Nicole said, please ask her to go."

When they came to the kitchen together, they saw Eric appearing. The girls who were quietly sitting around the dining table seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. The strange atmosphere quickly dissolved. Nicole stood up with a smile and helped Eric open the seat with a diligent help.

Eric sat down and explained, "I've been talking to Jeffrey for a long time. He's a workaholic and doesn't even think about whether others are having lunch. Haha, how do you think I've escaped?"

Famick Jensen gave Eric a blank look and said to the girls: "I'll just say, how can he be shameless?"

Nicole remembered what she heard while chatting with Elizabeth and said, "How is it impossible, this bastard has a criminal record."

Eric also realized that it was probably something Elizabeth said to Nicole, and it was always elusive for women to talk about, but there was a reason why he escaped. Who can resist the situation when facing a girl who wakes up and can force you to marry in minutes.

"Okay, let's have a meal," Eric said like a male owner, looking at the girls, and then teased: "Do you want to pray before the meal?"

Nicole picked up the dining area and said, "Forget it, God probably won't believe what you say."

A chuckle sounded in the restaurant. Although Eric was gentle and considerate most of the time, his identity was there. The Cruze sisters and Connery dared not fight with Eric at will. Looking at Nicole and Famick fighting with Eric unscrupulously, he felt both fresh and envious.

Eric picked up the juice Nicole had just handed over and took a sip. When the girls laughed, he said, "Thanksgiving is coming soon. Since you haven't been home, let's have a Thanksgiving dinner together. But I'm going to New York tomorrow, so how about tonight?"

The women looked at each other, and no one spoke out, so Eric decided: "Then tonight, you go and buy some ingredients in the afternoon. By the way, can anyone roast turkey?"

Only Jennifer Connery and Drew are here who have the habit of Thanksgiving. Obviously, neither of them will.

The little girl was about to say that she could let the chef do it, but seeing so many women in the restaurant, even the chef who signed a confidentiality agreement invited by the manor, seeing this scene would probably bring great risks, so she closed her mouth.

Eric shook his head helplessly: "Then buy two more turkeys. I'll come back tonight and let's discuss it together. If it really doesn't work, just order a baked one from the restaurant."

"Eric, are you going to purchase with us in the afternoon?" Penelope asked at this time.

Eric shook his head: "I need to go to Firefly Headquarters. Before leaving Los Angeles, I have to deal with some things myself, but I should be back soon. Also, be careful when you go out, don't be caught by paparazzi."

"What do you plan to do if we are found?" Nicole asked with a giggle.

Eric shrugged and smiled, "Then I can only marry you all publicly."

"Then we can only see you in federal prisons," Famick Jansen said.

"Bring me some delicious food then," Eric said disrespectfully.

The women laughed again. In fact, for the rich people of Eric, the constraints of federal law have really laughed to the point where they can be ignored. As long as they are not dizzy and do something too out of order, they are publicly discovered, it is impossible to go to prison for so long. As for more women, it is not a problem.
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