I’m in Hollywood

After confirming the heroine, he opened a small meeting with the main instinct, and fixed some scattered things. The time was already seven o'clock in the afternoon. Eric was about to leave, only to think of a woman in his office.

Eric pushed open the office door and walked into the sofa. The little woman who was absent-mindedly flipping through the magazine in front of him was shocked. When she saw Eric, she was relieved.

All the lights in the office were turned on, the wall lights, the ceiling lights, and even the desk lights on the Eric desk were lit.

"What are you doing with so many lights?" Eric asked casually and walked to the desk.

"No...nothing," Joanna Pakula quickly rushed forward, turned off the desk lamp on the desk, and turned off the wall lamp in three or two steps. The office suddenly darkened a lot.

Eric watched Joanna Pakula turn off the lights and quickly realized that the reason why the girl opened so many lights is a feeling of insecurity. It may also be fear of loneliness and psychological pity. Rick's tone also softened: "Sorry, Miss Pakula, let you wait so late, but there are a lot of things to do."

Joanna Pakula shook her head: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I have nothing else."

"Or, I won't go to you tonight, is it too late?" Eric said, the girl just had a very insecure performance, giving him a guilty seemingly at risk of swearing. sense.

"No... not too late, it’s only seven o'clock now," Joanna Pakula said with some eagerness. Although she was inevitably aware of something, the girl instinctively didn't want to give up the opportunity.

She has had enough of this uncertain day like floating in the air, and this young man in front of her eyes can obviously help her to end it all. She doesn't want too much, she just wants to settle down. No longer, as before, the longest time or even three years did not receive any role, she had to rely on everywhere to work to maintain life.

"In this case. Let's go," Eric did not postpone.

Came to the parking lot. Eric did not drive his own car, but sat directly on the co-pilot of Joanna Pakula.

The girl looked at Eric, who was wearing a seat belt, took a deep breath and started the car.

"I don't think you lived in North Hollywood, my home used to be nearby, it should be in the north," came to Joanna Pakula's small apartment, Eric said after entering the door.

Say it. The apartment originally in Beihaolai has been sold, but the Beverly Hills mansion is not sold, but as another residence. Although a property tax is generated each year, the North American property tax can offset some of the personal income tax, so it is not too much.

Joanna Pakula said: "Actually, I have just moved here not long before. I used to live in the city. I took a movie and transferred a lot of money last year. I moved here."

Eric shrugged a little and didn't say anything, obviously. The former situation of the girl is not very good. The downtown area of ​​Los Angeles is not as prosperous as the city center of the country in the past. It is a very chaotic community. The best law in Los Angeles is of course the Beverly Hills, the worst security. It should be regarded as the downtown area of ​​the city.

"Mr. Williams, take a break, I will go to dinner, very soon," Joanna Pakula pointed to the small sofa in the living room. Said.

"Well, just call me Eric." Eric casually took off his coat and hung it on the hanger of the entrance.

"Well, Eric. My friends call me Joan," Joanna Pakula said, walking toward the kitchen.

Eric looked around the small apartment, the appearance of a room, a room, whether it is decoration or furniture is quite simple, the sofa in the center of the living room, in front of the sofa is a small TV cabinet, behind a wall A small dining table with a few photos hanging on the wall, Eric looked at the past and looked at it. There are a few of them that should be stage stills, which should be Shakespeare's plays.

Joanna Pakula in the photo looks very young, and she thinks that the girl once stayed at the Polish National Theatre. This should be a photo of that time. It should be counted more than ten years ago, but in contrast, The current Joanna Pakula is not much different from that of more than a decade ago. Compared with the very easy old Westerners, the girl is thinking of enjoying God's care.

After a round, Eric walked to the side of the small TV and saw a video recorder under the TV cabinet. There were also several video cassettes next to it. Eric looked at it casually and saw a name called "Kiss". The movie, introduced as a horror film, half of the woman's face on the poster was treated like a sly, with thick red lips, and the woman who was busy in the kitchen could not be seen at all.

Put the videotape into the recorder, turn on the TV, and Eric sits back on the couch.

The picture began to part with a divorced family. The mother took a daughter on a distant train, but in the car, the evil spirits in the mother's body attacked, but the heterologous spread to her daughter and died, and the girl secretly got off the car. I don't know where to go.

After more than ten years, the sister who grew up with her father has become a family, and her daughter has grown up. But because she took the cross of the body and gave it to her daughter, her sister died in a sudden car accident, and her sister who never showed up appeared. My sister’s graveyard met my sister’s husband and daughter...

After only looking for half an hour, Eric almost foreseen the results.

There was a slight noise behind him, and Joanna Pakula didn't know when she was in the living room, standing quietly behind Eric, staring at the TV screen.

"I don't like this movie," Eric stepped forward and switched to a TV channel.

The girl did not answer, but it was difficult to hide her eyes. If there is a choice, she will certainly not pick up such a movie.

"Eric, eat," said the girl for a moment of silence.

"Well, I am here to help you," Eric got up and followed Joanna Pakula into the kitchen to help the girl put the simple dinner on the table.

"I don't have any material here, I can only do this," Joanna Pakula explained.

Eric gave himself a small bowl of corn soup and tasted it. He nodded and said: "Very good, I like it very much."

Joanna Pakula looked at some shabby dishes on the table and had some regrets. She knew that I would take Eric to eat outside, but it wouldn’t cost too much, although the man kept praising it, but She is still very unconfident and her smile is stubborn. (To be continued)