2107 Word game
“Renly, if those considerations were put aside and there were potential future possibilities, what outcome would you prefer? "Eaton's question attracted the attention of Andre and Matthew, and both of them showed curiosity. Although he had said so much just now, Renly never really expressed his views..
Renly's eyebrows slightly raised..
Eaton had to explain additionally, "I mean, you always have a preset direction in the future negotiation process, and then work towards this direction. As Matthew said, if you are worried about Sisyphus becoming Roman Jean If we want to legitimize our wealth, we should avoid him as much as possible, right? Since you are willing to negotiate, it means that you are still looking forward to cooperating with Roman.？”
this is a point of view.
Renly thought carefully for a moment, "Yes." He simply admitted, "Although there are many risks and countless potential difficulties. But objectively speaking, I have a good impression of Roman. If we can cooperate in the future, I don't think there is a problem. The most important thing is that Andre is right about one thing. He is a more suitable partner than Wall Street..”
Most of the problems that need to be faced when cooperating with Roman are objective; but they also exist when cooperating with Wall Street or other personal funding sources. This is almost unavoidable, so that’s why DreamWorks simply put all the funds away The sources are all closed. Now Sisyphus Films is trying to open a window, but no one knows whether the person coming in through this window is a friend or an enemy..
Compared with Wall Street, Roman's friendship can actually be an advantage..
Andre raised his chin towards Matthew, showing off proudly, but found that Matthew didn't care at all and was still focused on his own thoughts. This made Andre a little depressed, but in the end he didn't say anything more..
“Andre, please ask Arthur how Roman came to attend the auction, and why Alexander suddenly thought of sending him an invitation. In addition, take a look at which people in the film industry Roman has contacted in the past few months. Industry insiders have contacted. Although Roman took the initiative to come to our door, we should at least know how all this happened, otherwise we will become bait in the trap or be used as a gun by others without knowing it. is truly terrible.”
Renly still feels the need to tread carefully. Roman hopes to cooperate with Sisyphus Films. This is a good thing, but sometimes pie in the sky also needs to be vigilant..
Matthew cast his gaze towards Renly: In fact, this was also the core focus of his worries. Now it seems that Renly was not deceived, which is a good thing..
Renly raised the "Times" in his hand and smiled at Matthew, "How about you, are you ready to complete this word-writing game with me?？”
Matthew picked up his black tea and crossed his legs, "If you don't have enough IQ,.”
Eaton laughed happily.
The light rain outside the window is still falling sparsely, and London in late summer and early autumn has begun to feel the desolation of late autumn. The strong wind coming from all directions makes the whole city look solemn and lonely, and the life on the streets and alleys seems to be gone. Pulling in his windbreaker to resist the raging violence.
But the warmth and coziness in the room made people relax. For a rare moment, Renly and a few friends enjoyed an idle afternoon: on that afternoon when the strong wind broke the dead branches, a cup of black tea and a piece of Madeleine cake, let the world Becoming warm again, life is actually quite simple.
It was only five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already unclear whether it was day or night outside. There was almost no light in the gray sky. The whole world was shrouded in darkness, and the street lamps gradually lit up. The hazy halo supports a protective shield, as if Hayao Miyazaki's movie has come to reality. There is a hint of comfort in the tranquility, which makes people want to stop and watch the rain..
The black taxi slowly stopped on the side of the street. Arthur sat in the back seat and looked at the two-story villa in front of him through the window. At a certain moment, he had the feeling of returning to the Hall family again. The illusion of a mansion is solemn and solemn, heavy and deep, just like a giant beast dormant in the darkness. It makes people have the urge to turn around and run away. But then they realize that it is all misled by the dim light..
“gentlemen? "The taxi driver raised his voice and asked.
Only then did Arthur realize that he had been delayed for too long. He quickly took out fifty pounds and handed it to the driver, "No need to look for it." Then he opened the door and walked out..
Ear.
The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and a dark umbrella held up a small piece of sky. It moved quickly like a floating mushroom, walking along the slate path, passing through the grassy garden, and pushing open the carved flowers. The iron gate, and then a deep voice sounded in my ears, "Master Arthur.”
It's Philip.
Arthur couldn't help but paused again, and that illusion came back again. "Yeah." He opened his mouth, but in the end, nothing came out..
Under Philip's guidance, Arthur entered the room all the way. Arthur took off his wet windbreaker and handed it to Philip. He was about to take a step forward when he stopped at the entrance..
There is a faint fragrance in the air, mixed with the aroma of a little oil smoke, but it is still the strong fragrance of osmanthus, traveling through the milky yellow halo, making all the noise quiet down. The one on the right There was laughter in the room, filled with blooming joy, but his thoughts couldn't help but follow the smell of oil smoke and explore the front of the corridor, and couldn't help but be curious about what was hidden behind the lemon yellow halo. the warmth.
“What's going on? "Arthur couldn't hold it back after all. He turned around and asked, "I mean, this smell？”
“Master Renly really wants to eat Chinese food today. The cook is preparing it now, and the smell of oil smoke is a bit strong. I will tell her to pay attention to it immediately." Philip answered dutifully..
“No, no need." Arthur himself didn't understand, and the words of rejection blurted out, "I mean, if Renly likes it, then so be it..”
Vaguely, Arthur likes this kind of atmosphere more.
“what happened? "Before he finished speaking, a questioning voice came from above the stairs. Looking up, Arthur could see Edith who was yawning and rubbing her eyes..
Edith was wearing a simple T-shirt and sports shorts. Her messy hair grew wildly like weeds, and she seemed to have not yet woken up..
“It's okay." Arthur replied subconsciously, "Uh... are you jet lagged? Want to join us for dinner? "Originally, Arthur was going to ask about Turkey or the auction, but when the words came to his mouth, he was still a little reserved after all, and returned to daily communication - but even in daily communication, they usually would not ask like this. This is obviously More lifelike.
“Yeah." Edith nodded, "I just woke up because I was hungry. Something is being prepared in the kitchen. It smells really good. Is it Chinese food? I didn’t expect the aroma of the cooking to be so fragrant. It’s much more fragrant than takeout.” Then Edith stretched a lot and said, “I feel like I’m home now..”
Home.
Now Arthur finally understood what that strange feeling was about: Was this what home felt like? Although they all look similar on the outside, the content contained in the indoor lighting is different, creating a different home that is unique to your own..
Arthur was a little flustered. He still didn't feel comfortable with it, but the weird feeling was...somewhat comfortable. He didn't speak after all. He finally left the entrance and turned into the room on the right. Then he saw someone playing a crossword puzzle. Four people, "...Are you serious? Crossword puzzle？”
Arthur himself didn't expect it, but the words just blurted out..
“Hey, quiet! "It was Andre who spoke, "Wait a minute, what's the name of the little naughty elf who picks flower juice in 'A Midsummer Dream Night'?？”
“Puck! Matthew and Eaton said at the same time, and Renly looked at Andre with gloating, "You actually don't remember your role in that St. Patrick's Day play!" But it shouldn’t be a surprise, it would definitely be a disaster.”
Andre said matter-of-factly, "That's because I'm not interested, thank you.".”
Arthur stood beside him and was speechless..
Renly raised his head and looked over, "Welcome home. You've had a hard day today. How about you come over and relax? There's Sudoku on the sofa, I remember. Hey, Edith, come over for some afternoon tea. It's not until dinner." If you have a little time, maybe you can fill your belly with two madeleines.”
“God, it's so good, I think I can eat a whole cow now." Edith patted Arthur's shoulder and walked around Arthur's position, "Gentleman, don't block the way, your etiquette Woolen cloth? "While complaining, he entered the study room, "How is it? What game are you playing?？”
Arthur was stunned. He was usually the fun-loving one, but why was he unable to keep up with the rhythm now? His laziness and chicness are limited to outside the mansion. As long as he goes home, he must be armed and never dare to relax easily, but now he can't tell where exactly he is..
At this time, Arthur had the opportunity to look at the room in front of him. This was obviously a study room. Three walls were full of bookshelves, including the wall by the entrance door. However, the remaining wall was indeed huge. Floor-to-ceiling windows, with the window screens pulled up, can vaguely see the gardens and street lights outside, and the entire field of vision is broadened - it doesn't matter even if it's hazy outside..
Unconsciously, Arthur's shoulders also relaxed..
Phillip appeared behind him, "Master Arthur, do you need anything?？”
Arthur was stunned for a moment, "...Philip, where am I now?" He knew that his words were very stupid, but the line between reality and illusion had been completely blurred, and he needed to be sure..
“Home. Master Arthur, you are at home now." Philip replied.
Arthur nodded in confusion, finally took a step forward, and sat down next to Eaton. Eaton looked up from the newspaper, "Do you need a cup of black tea? Arthur?".”
“……Okay." Arthur quietly relaxed his shoulders and leaned against the back of the sofa. Then he saw Edith who was stuffing the cake into her mouth with her hands, and the smile on her lips couldn't help but bloom..
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