Chapter 278 The Messenger

Eric recounted all the things that had happened these days and his own guesses on the phone. Jeffrey in New York also realized the seriousness of the matter and said that he would return to Los Angeles tomorrow morning.

After hanging up the phone, Eric sat alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and continued in a daze. As the setting sun completely sank into the sea level, the living room without lights turned dim. Little Nizi didn't know where she went crazy, and the servants of the manor would not take the initiative to enter here without being instructed, so there was only Eric in the whole villa, which seemed silent and empty.

I don't know how long it took, the walkie-talkie in the living room beeped, and after Eric got up and pressed the call button, the manor security guard's voice came: "Mr. Williams, there is a man named Arnon Capone. special people to visit."

Eric wondered: "I don't know such a person. Has the other party said his intentions?"

The security guard said, "No, but he said he was the 'messager'."

"The messenger," Eric repeated in a low voice, he quickly thought of something, and said to the security guard, "Let him come in."

"OK,

Mr. Williams," the other side said, terminating the call.

Eric turned on all the lights in the living room, and the originally dim living room soon brightened like daylight. Then, Eric walked to the study.

A few minutes later, a well-mannered white man with glasses walked into the door with a black leather bag, looked around the gorgeous interior of the mansion in the bright light, and let out a few low-pitched admirations, although he knew that he might not be in his life. You may have such a mansion, but when you think about what you are going to do today, it is inevitable that you will feel a little deformed complacent in your heart.

Seeing that there was no Eric in the living room, the man didn't mean to be polite at all. He walked to the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window and sat down, looking at the sparkling sea outside the window and patiently waiting for the owner to appear.

after awhile. Eric walked out of the study and frowned slightly when he saw the strange man sitting on the sofa. But he soon regained his calm and walked towards the strange man.

Hear footsteps. The man stood up, but did not move his footsteps. He stood there and waited for Eric to approach before reaching out and introducing himself: "Hello, Mr. Williams, my name is Arnon Carpenter."

Eric reached out and shook hands with him, but didn't speak, seeing that Arnon Carpenter didn't care about his indifference. Just as he was about to continue to sit in the same place, Eric said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Carpenter, this is my favorite seat, please sit there."

Arnon Carpenter's expression changed, but a sneer quickly appeared on his face, and he stood up pretending to be smart and said, "As you wish, Mr. Williams."

Eric sat down in the seat that Arnon gave up, and then looked at Arnon Kaput, who was sitting opposite, and said, "I heard that you are the 'Messenger', then tell me your purpose. "

Arnon Carpenter didn't speak for the first time. Instead, he opened the leather bag he was carrying, took out a stack of photos from it, and pushed it in front of Eric: "Mr. Williams. You can take a look at these first."

Eric brought over a thick stack of photos, and the first one he saw was a photo of Drew curled up in his arms like a kitten. Zi shouted that he hit his knee that time.

A flash of clarity flashed in Eric's heart. It turned out that he felt right that day, and that someone was indeed following him and photographing him secretly. Well, maybe the rest of his feelings these days are not wrong either.

Although he was very shocked, Eric still quietly flipped through the next photos, except for the 'intimate photos' of him and Drew. None of the women who had been in contact with him was spared, and the time span was a full year. Even many photos Eric didn't remember at a glance, and needed to be recalled carefully. Just remember when and where it happened. And these photos are all taken quite skillfully, so that people can see that the relationship between the men and women in the photos is ambiguous.

After seeing the photo, Eric immediately determined that the incident had nothing to do with Fox, because Murdoch once admitted that a reporter from the New York Post, a subsidiary of News Corporation, had followed and photographed him for several months. Moreover, there are even photos of him and Nicole in this stack of photos, but there are no photos of him and Elizabeth. If these are the handwritings of other forces, wouldn't it be even more sensational if the relationship between the newly emerging famous director and the daughter of a media tycoon is exposed?

However, although Fox can be seen in the photo, Eric can be sure that things are far from simple. If it was just the News Corporation family that wanted to use these tactics to force him into submission, the result would only be to push him to other forces, neither Murdoch nor Barry Diller could be so stupid.

Throwing the photo in his hand onto the coffee table in front of him, Eric raised his head and stared coldly at Arnon Carpenter opposite: "What does this mean?"

Arnon Carpenter slightly dodged Eric's indifferent and compelling gaze, and said, "Mr. Williams, this is what you asked for knowingly."

Eric's voice said without any waves: "Do you think you can affect me with these little tricks?"

Arnon Carpenter said: "It depends on whether my boss is willing or not. Mr. Williams, you must understand that many famous people like you in Hollywood history may be because of one or two. A scandal that was originally inconspicuous and flashed like a meteor, do you need me to help list a few?"

Eric said solemnly: "I and the women in the photos are all yours and I wish. When it was exposed, I was at most regarded as a playboy by the public. There are not many playboys in Hollywood."

Arnon Carpenter sneered and sat up straight and said, "Mr. Williams, the 'public' in your mouth is the most ignorant group, and what kind of person they will treat you as depends on the control The media of public opinion wants to make them think of you as who they are. And the person who asked me to speak happens to control a large part of the public opinion media in North America. So, these photos are enough to make you notorious. And, this is just the beginning That's it, after the small troubles, there will be bigger troubles waiting for you."

Hearing Arnon Carpenter say such a sentence, a strange color flashed in Eric's eyes, but he quickly covered up this emotion and said in a slightly angry tone: "Carpenter Sir, can you tell me the boss behind you, or who the bosses are?"

Seeing that Eric was finally provoked by himself, Arnon Carpenter said proudly: "Mr. Williams, you are so smart, how could you not guess?"

"Okay," Eric continued: "So, tell me what conditions they have?"

"Forty percent of Firefly Films," Arnon Carpenter said smoothly like an endorsement, and continued: "Look, Mr. Williams, the boss who sent me a message If you are not greedy at all, and give up 40% of Firefly's shares, then you are still the largest shareholder of Firefly. But if you don't agree, wait for everything to start, and then want my boss to stop, the price will be far more than that. too much."

Eric snorted coldly, 40% of the shares do not seem to be greedy, but, after losing this 40% of the shares, minus the 3% that was just transferred to Jeffrey not long ago He only has 42% of the shares left in his hands. Although he is still the largest shareholder of Firefly, he cannot achieve absolute control.

And Robert Shea, despite his mediocre talents, has always been a very powerful person. If those people get 40% of the shares and promise to give Robert Shea what he wants, Eric can be sure that Robert Shea will definitely fall to the other side. At that time, Eric will also lose control of Firefly. .

After merging with the new line, although the scale of Firefly, which has a film distribution channel, has not yet reached the level of the seven giants, it has initially developed into a film giant. Once he loses control of Firefly, Eric can be sure that it will be difficult for him to develop a film company with a perfect distribution channel under the joint pressure of the seven major film companies. In addition, in the 1990s, film companies and The media group will usher in a major trend of integration. At that time, Eric will only be thrown farther and farther in the face of the movie giants that merge with the media group. Even if he can continue to shoot movies that sell well, he will no longer have the strength to bargain with those film companies. In the end, he will only become a pawn of the big group, not a player who can control the game.

After thinking about this clearly, Eric didn't want to make a fool of himself with the stranger, and directly issued an expulsion order: "Mr. Carpenter, go back and tell your boss, if you want fireflies, just come and get them, try See if you can get it."

Arnon Carpenter's expression became even more smug, and then he said: "Mr. Williams, my boss has already guessed in advance that you will be young and vigorous and directly reject this proposal, so he asked me to tell you that you have more money tomorrow. One day to think about it, calm down a little and think about it. You see, this villa is so gorgeous and extravagant, and if you want to maintain everything here, I am afraid that the annual expenditure will not be less than one million dollars, right?"

Eric didn't seem to hear Arnon Carpenter's words, pointed to the door and said, "Mr. Carpenter, in fact, it makes me very uncomfortable for a stranger like you to be here, so please immediately Leave, I'm afraid I'll lose control and let the security throw you into the sea, you know, this is private territory, and I have the right to do so." (To be continued)