Hollywood Road

The cool sea breeze blows from the west, bringing a few refreshing feelings. Gal Gadot took Murphy and walked out of a corridor with steps, and came to the small dormitory building where Murphy still remembers. Although it was deep, most of the windows facing the dormitory were lit up, illuminating the men and women who haunted nearby.

The University of California, Los Angeles has strict management. Only women live in this small building and men are restricted from staying overnight.

However, similar to most schools in the United States, regulations and enforcement are always two different things. As long as the black woman who manages the small building is not caught directly at the door, there is nothing wrong with it.

"This person is very greedy," Gal Gadot looked around when he walked to the entrance of the small building, and then said to Murphy, who was holding her hand, "but this person never admits it. If you send her personally, you will definitely refuse, and you must pass the hands of a third person who has no interest.

Murphy looked inside the dormitory building through the glass door at the door, and asked curiously, "Does she think this has nothing to do with herself?"

Gal Gadot shrugged. "That's probably what she thinks."

At this time, a man and a woman passed by them and walked swaggeringly to the door of the dormitory building. A person came out of the door and took the two men into it.

From the angle where Murphy was standing, one could see the man coming out from behind, walked to a large glass window in the door, and then handed a paper bag in her hand to the dark woman inside. The woman looked down at the inside of the bag. The thing, the pair of men and women passing by the window seemed like air, and they walked in with ease.

Withdrawing his gaze, Murphy looked around and asked, "Can we find someone to cover it?"

Gal Gadot shook his head. "It's too late to find."

"Then go straight in." Murphy pulled up Gal Gadot and wanted to go to the door. Suddenly, he saw someone carrying a bag and waiting for him from another road, and said to Gael Gadot. ,"wait."

After speaking, he strode over and said to the man wearing the hat, "Hey, classmate, can you help me?"

The man took a look at this side, walked over quickly, and tilted his head to look at Gal Gadot behind Murphy. He immediately understood what was going on and asked, "You want to go in?"

She took off the baseball cap and stood opposite Murphy. Murphy saw the face under the brim of the hat. It seemed a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. And he was sure he had no acquaintances of Arab origin.

"Yes." Murphy nodded.

"Well, I'll go in in a while." said the young girl, who is obviously of Arab descent, "then you and Gail will come in again."

Murphy wondered, "Do you know Gail?"

"I live across from her." The Arab girl reminded Murphy, "We met before, my name is Mesa Muhammad..."

"Oh..." Murphy remembered, "When I sent Gail."

He turned his head and glanced at the back, Gael Gadot was still standing there, not saying hello to the neighbor on the door.

"Thank you then." Murphy said politely.

Mesa Muhammad smiled slightly, then walked into the door of the dormitory, and went directly to the black woman. She took out two chocolates from her bag like a magic trick. Murphy returned to his head and pulled Gal Gadot, just like before. Like the men and women, they swaggered into the dormitory building.

When he came to the floor where Gal Gadot was staying, he stood at the door of the dormitory and waited for a while, Gal Gadot also stood with him.

Just over a minute later, Mesa Muhammad turned from the corner of the stairs.

"Thank you." Gal Gadot took the initiative to smile at her.

"You're welcome," Mesa Mohammed said with a smile, "Are we neighbors, we should help each other."

Gail Gadot nodded, but didn't say anything. After Murphy said politely to Mesa Muhammad, he opened the door and pulled Murphy in.

"You..." Murphy pointed to the door, and Gal Gadot shrugged slightly. "I haven't dealt with her much."

Murphy sighed secretly, but didn't intend to say anything more.

Measured by his previous standards, it is incredible that the university does not interact with the opposite person, but it is nothing strange on Gal Gadot.

The formation of the Three Views of each person has a lot to do with the education he received since childhood and the influence of the environment in which he grew up. Although he has never been to Israel, in Murphy’s impression, this country is composed of Jews because of its history and surroundings. The relationship surrounded by wolves will definitely provide high-intensity and deeply rooted brainwashing education for the citizens, which can be seen from the characteristics of the country as a soldier.

Jews and Arabs are mortal enemies. With Gail Gadot's character, it is normal not to associate with Mesa Muhammad.

Although he has a deep relationship with Gal Gadot, he sometimes wonders what kind of people are the Jews?

Thinking of the end, it is actually nothing, and as time goes by, Murphy rarely thinks about this issue, let alone make Gail Gadot improve the relationship with Mesa Muhammad. Stupid thing.

Why bother yourself for these things that don't affect the relationship between the two at all?

"What do you want?" Gal Gadot said dissatisfiedly when he saw Murphy in a trance, "Do you want to go home?"

This reminded Murphy, he quickly recovered, walked over and hugged Gal Gadot and kissed her forehead forcefully, "You wouldn't be so cruel, would you?"

Gal Gadot deliberately turned to the side. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a pair of big hands fall on his straight and slender thighs. When he reached his mouth, he turned into a hum, and his big bright eyes narrowed. Two long and thin slits were made.

Murphy pushed her up, kicked open the bedroom door, and deliberately said as he walked, "Shall we go to the balcony?"

"Are you crazy!" Gal Gadot bit Murphy's shoulder viciously, "You can see the balcony in the dormitory building opposite!"

"Then it will be here."

Murphy put her down and hugged Gal Gadot from behind. For the first time in his life, he was on campus...

Early the next morning, Murphy sent Gal Gadot to Beverly Hills to go shopping with Carla Faith, then turned around and entered Century City, planning to talk to Bill Rossis about the new contract.

In an instant, a few years have passed, and the brokerage contract between Murphy and CAA is about to expire. CAA is actively renewing the contract with him, and the conditions are quite good, and they can even meet the first-line directors. standard.

Murphy has no plans to change the brokerage company for the time being. The various services provided by Bill Rossis and CAA have brought him great bargain, solved many worries, and made his energy more free. In the director's career and work.

At least until now, the cooperation between him and CAA has been very pleasant.

When approaching the Death Star Building, Murphy first called Bill Rossis, but he didn't expect Bill Rossis to ask him to go directly to the bottom floor of the CAA office floor.

"You are here at the right time." Bill Rossis seemed quite happy. "Come and watch a good show here. It's a wonderful scene."

The current Bill Rossis is no longer the small agent of the past. Although he has not squeezed into the ranks of CAA partners, he is also an absolute leader among the younger generation. With the improvement of status, age and experience, the whole person is also Become more calm, there is rarely such a release of emotions, especially for Murphy, the most important customer.

Parked the car, entered the Death Star Building, and took the elevator all the way up. Murphy found Bill Rossis in the mail room near the front desk of CAA. He was standing in front of the huge glass window of the mail room, looking at the end of the corridor. A mixed office.

"What's the matter?" Murphy stood next to Bill Rossis and followed his gaze. "Do you miss the past?"

That mixed office was where Bill Rossis worked long ago.

"Missing?" Bill Rossis shrugged first, then shook his head, "I won't miss the place where such losers stay."

He looked over there and said to Murphy, "Someone involved in the trader's project was a big failure, and he was closely connected with the company's main competitor, William Morris. Now it's time to pay the price."

Hearing what Bill Rossis said, Murphy understood and stopped asking, just looking at the office at the end of the corridor.

After waiting for ten minutes, the office door opened, and a man walked out with a cardboard box. The gloomy face on his face can be seen clearly even from a long distance, and behind him, there is Two security guards followed, like a policeman escorting a prisoner, pressing him to walk outside.

"It's him." Murphy didn't care much, but Bill Rossis did. "Mike, a loser."

The man who walked out was the former friend of Bill Rossis and the agent who had played Murphy's idea.

Murphy put his arms around his chest and looked there with interest. He could actually guess some of Bill Rossis’ thoughts. No matter anyone, letting a friend stabbed from the back is definitely ten times more injured than a stranger stabbing. .

Bill Rossis had a very good relationship with Mike. He also recommended Mike's client Jessica Chastain as the heroine of Murphy's crew. Who can think of it, he wants to poach Murphy out of his back.

If it's just that, that's fine, Mike still uses some ugly methods.

Of course, just like the expression on his face, Murphy didn't care about Mike, but when he saw his bad luck, he was naturally in a good mood, and Bill Rossis, who was in a better mood, also said a few words to him in detail.

The other party first jumped into the big pit of "Kings of Heaven", then naturally lost the agency rights of several potential customers, and then was kicked out of contact with William Morris, and wanted to take some potential customers of the company to quit...

However, the loyalty of those potential customers to him is extremely limited. CAA just sent a notice and they couldn't wait to draw a line with him.

With the loss of potential customers, Mike loses the final value, and what he waits for is now sweeping out.

The Mike holding the box got closer and closer. The huge glass windows could not only see the outside from the inside, but also the inside, but Bill Rossis stood firmly here, staring at Mike, as if he did not evade. Plan.