I’m in Hollywood

e shot of two women looking stupidly at the television for the movie, but with that laugh, the shot was ruined.

After calling stop, Eric rubbed his temples and said, “Okay, I know it's funny to many men to see two women crying like crazy over a romantic comedy, but remember, you guys are working now.
If anyone can't help it, go out.
If you get caught making trouble later, even if it's not intentional, I won't let you off easily.
Everyone get ready, let's do it again!”

After a few more takes, the shot finally passed and it was already noon.

Eric announced the shooting pause and was about to go for lunch when Elizabeth rushed in.

Eric, Donald Trump has been waiting outside for you for two hours, but I didn't notify you since you were shooting just now.
Do you want to go and see him?

Eric skeptically asked, “Who is Donald Trump? Are you very familiar with him?”

Elizabeth explained, “Not too familiar, just acquainted.
He's a real estate tycoon in New York, and there are buildings named after him in many places in the United States.
He's a very powerful person, and I've met him a few times at parties before.”

Eric listened to Elizabeth's narrative and quickly dredged up some fragmentary information about Donald Trump from his memory.
The information was not too much; it seemed that Donald Trump had left his own star on Hollywood Boulevard with a few fiery variety shows as an outsider.
It seemed that this person was quite capable of making trouble.

At the same time, Eric quickly remembered the other party's beautiful daughter, Ivanka Trump, because Ivanka had been praised by the benevolent media as one of the world's top ten unmarried female billionaires in the previous world, with a wealth of more than 2 billion US dollars.
Eric had seen Ivanka Trump's photos on the Internet, which was indeed a big beauty, with a few similarities to “Fan Bingbing” in the previous world entertainment circle.

Although Eric remembered this person, the two of them were in different fields: one made movies and the other was in real estate.
So Eric wasn't very interested and asked, “I don't know Donald Trump; what does he want with me?”

Elizabeth shrugged.
“Who knows? I'm just here to let you know.
If you don't want to see him, I'll tell him you're too busy.”

Eric looked at his watch and said, “Since Mr.
Trump has been waiting for me for two hours, let's see him.
Anyway, it's lunchtime now.”

“Come with me,” Elizabeth said, taking Eric with her as she headed towards the film set.

Eric quickly saw a blond, middle-aged person in their forties wearing a gray wool coat.

“Hello, Mr.
Williams,” Seeing Eric walk out of the scene, the middle-aged man who was sitting in a luxury car quickly crawled out and warmly shook Eric's hand.

Eric was a bit perplexed by this familiar stranger, but he still smiled and said, “Hello, Mr.
Trump.
May I ask what brings you to me?”

Donald Trump seems to appreciate Eric's directness, laughing, “I think you should almost be in lunch time; let Miss Murdoch help pass the word, Eric, don't mind me calling you like this; there is a good restaurant nearby; I have already booked a seat; can I invite you to have lunch together?”

Eric wasn't particularly bothered by the symmetry of the call, nodded, then shook his head and said, “Mr.
Trump, I only have an hour of time, so I'm sorry…
“

“I promise not to delay your work; the restaurant is around the corner of the street in front,” Donald Trump said, pointing not far away.

Eric, faced with Donald Trump's enthusiasm, didn't know how to refuse at first.
He looked back at Elizabeth, wanting her to help him out of his predicament.
But Donald Trump obviously misunderstood and immediately said, “Miss Murdoch can come too.”

Elizabeth, who was just about to help Eric find an excuse, shook her head immediately when she heard herself being dragged into it, “No need, Mr.
Trump, I still have something to do.”

“That's a shame,” said Trump, shaking his head, then cheerfully opening the door of the luxury car for Eric.
“Eric, let's go.”

I don't think I said yes yet, Eric muttered to himself.
But seeing the other person's attitude, refusing again would be too rude, so he had to get in the car.
Donald Trump followed and ordered the driver to go to the destination.

The two arrived at a restaurant and were led by the waiter to a quiet corner seat.

Donald immediately sat down on the chair and instructed the servant to start serving the dishes.
After the waiter left, he breathed a sigh of relief and carefully looked at Eric, who was sitting across from him.

Since 1987, the crash of the US stock market has also affected the real estate industry, resulting in a major recession in the real estate market.