Chapter 16

The sun is just right and the breeze is not dry. With the current good mood, and then enjoy a French meal, life is so wonderful.

It's a pity that I'm not accompanied by a sister. Opposite me sits a blonde man who gracefully cuts small ribs, puts a small piece in his mouth, chews and swallows slowly.

Then, put another small spoon of caviar on your tongue, taste it carefully, and wipe the corners of your mouth with a tablecloth from time to time.

"I said Andre, do two men eat like this?" Tracy really couldn't stand each other's style and complained.

This man is lawyer Andre Smith. They have worked together several times and are already familiar with each other.

"Keep your voice down, Tracy. Since you invited me to Bernadette for dinner, you should abide by the dining etiquette here." Andre suggested that he had a good etiquette course since childhood and behaved very appropriately in formal places. Smith is an English surname, and families of all sizes are all over Europe and America.

"Blame me," Tracy said helplessly.

Looking at the exquisite dishes on a table, snails, foie gras, caviar, thick soup and dessert, my appetite can't be aroused. Watching each other eat like a chicken, no one has any appetite.

"You eat, I eat mine." Tracy said, forking up a piece of fat foie gras, thrust it into his mouth and chewed it. "We don't care who we are. It tastes really good. No wonder it costs me so much dollars."

Bernardine restaurant is a high-end French restaurant with Michelin stars. The decoration inside is resplendent, and there is a super large crystal chandelier on the ceiling. The retro decoration is elegant and beautiful, making people feel like they are in the middle ages. There are musicians to help, each table has special service, and the chef's console is completely transparent.

Looking at him like this, Andre shook his head and said, "Tracy, you can't just taste delicious food when you invite me to dinner?"

"Of course, I feel I need a specially assigned lawyer team now. I want you to help..." Tracy put down the tableware, looked at the other party and introduced his current situation to one side.

After listening to his words, Andre took a breath: "how can I say, I should call you Mr. multimillionaire now?" he didn't see the rich, but he didn't expect that the other party's price rose so fast in such a short time.

"Multimillionaire, that can also be called a millionaire?" Tracy's tone was strange, which was far from the small goal. But the other side underestimated his total assets.

New potatoes are developing at a high speed, and the future is unlimited. Fifty shadows have just begun to explode, breaking through one million sales. After that, there will be a steady flow of cash.

"Well, Andre, are you interested?"

"I'd love to. I like dealing with rich people best, so I'll be richer." Andre smiled and stood up and said, "I'll help you get a perfect team of lawyers, as long as you can afford it."

"Money is not a problem. I want efficiency. Recently, I want to buy some copyrights, including a book called Brokeback Mountain. Its film copyright is particularly important. I have to get it. Now someone is contacting the author."

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Tracy can't let go of Brokeback Mountain, a classic art film in the database. Even if a big director is contacting, he must win.

Such a fat bait is not in your hand, but it will put away many big fish.

He has finished the script and renderings of "eye opener", which is his dream project. Unfortunately, the copyright is in the hands of master Stanley Krick, and it is basically impossible to take it.

However, Tracy will not have the foolish idea of monopolizing the project. Who is he? At best, he is a best-selling writer now. He wants others to invest $50 million or $60 million and invite Mr. and Mrs. Tom and Mrs. Tom to play the leading role. It's just a dream. Now, is to find a way to squeeze into the master's team.

Walking on the path of the School Park, Tracy, who was imagining the future, was interrupted by a voice.

"Excuse me, classmate, can I ask you something?" a tall black guy appeared in front of Tracy. Tracy was stunned and looked at him unfriendly.

"I'm a reporter from Entertainment Weekly. I want to ask for some information. If you can help me, I can provide remuneration." the black guy immediately took out his press card and explained.

reporter? Is it exposed? Damn Belloc. Tracy scolded in his heart. Now is not the time. Just as he turned and wanted to go, the other party spoke again to dispel his doubts.

"Classmate, you study science. By the way, my name is Jamie, you can call me that. I want to ask, do you know 50 shadows? Do you know Lt. Lee?" Jamie seizes the opportunity to ask questions. He has been wandering here for a long time. The proud son of heaven here has guarded them reporters like a thief, shows his identity, turns around and leaves, and can find someone who can speak, It's not easy.

Poof, come to me. Is it so real. Tracy wanted to laugh, but now she can only hold it. It's really interesting that a person who comes to find himself doesn't know himself in front of himself.

"Of course I know fifty shadows. Now who doesn't know is behind the times. Lt. Li is really a great man." Tracy's eyebrows danced and exaggerated shouting, like a fanatical fan.

"Oh, my God. In fact, he is a great writer. The sales of novels exceed one million in three weeks and may be close to two million a month. He is going to break the sales record." Jamie echoed, equally excited. It's really nice to meet someone who can talk and praise the fifty shadows.

He is a journalist by profession, but he is also a fan. He scoffed at the initial reports of the media, but there was no way. It was the wind direction, and he couldn't change it as a small reporter.

Now the wind direction is different. The media began to pay attention to the author and didn't mention anything about the content. Jamie was very excited after receiving the task. He came here as fast as he could. The task is not the most important. Who should envy me if I can get in touch with idols first.

If Tracy knew what the other party was thinking, he would probably raise his chin, look at the other party and say, "don't look for it, Wang is here."

"I heard he was in our school?" Tracy said as an hour, pretending to be mysterious.

"Yes, we've got the exact news. He goes to school here and is a top student in science. It's really great." Jamie exclaimed.

"You're not sure who he is?"

"Yeah, he doesn't seem to want to show up. Now we're all looking for him, a lot of people. Look over there, it's Newsweek, and there, it's the Los Angeles Times." Jamie pointed out to Tracy, and continued with some sadness: "now many people like him, especially girls. He should come out and meet these loyal readers."

Sleeping trough, so many journalists? Tracy swept around and took a deep look at him. If you don't tell me, I really don't know. I'm good at disguise.

"What can I do for you? I'd like to know who he is." Tracy was calm and didn't blush at all.

"Great, we need insiders to inquire. What's your major?" Jamie said excitedly.

"Computers and psychology."

"Great, man. You can inquire about your circle. It shouldn't be hard to find. I can pay you 100 dollars, not 200 dollars. I can give you a 100 deposit first and let's leave a contact information." Jamie blushed and handed Tracy 100 dollars. His activity fee is one or two thousand dollars. It's really a little less to give each other one or two hundred. I'm a little embarrassed.

Tracy looked at the money and touched his chin as if thinking about it. I said in my heart, "do I collect it or not?"