Chapter 320

Hollywood, DreamWorks headquarters.

A black Rolls Royce phantom stopped at the door of the building. After the car stopped steadily, a black man came down from the driver's seat, came to the rear compartment, opened the door, and then stood respectfully on the side of the door.

A moment later, a young man in a white casual suit got out of the car. The black man whispered, "boss."

"HMM." the young man nodded at him, pointed to the rear of the car and said, "Renault, go and open the trunk."

The young man is no one else, it's Tracy.

Renault was a little stunned by the boss's order, but he didn't hesitate. He immediately pressed the button in the cab and the trunk opened automatically.

Purple roses, purple roses in the trunk.

In order to get the roses in the trunk in ten minutes, Buck used more than twice the market price and quickly emptied the stocks of several florists nearby.

This car of roses, worth tens of thousands of dollars, can only be said to be rich. It's really capricious. Giving a flower gives the feeling of luxury.

The trunk of Rolls Royce phantom is full of roses. It doesn't need to be described. It can be seen from the reaction of passers-by.

When men pass by, they will take a casual glance. Women can't walk when they pass by.

Roses have a fatal attraction to women, not to mention the enchanting purple roses.

As more and more people stopped to watch, Renault had to arrange people to guard around, so as to avoid people with ulterior motives from approaching his boss.

"Alas, isn't it good to go to the parking lot? Boss, it's too..."

Renault swallowed the word of ostentation, just as he had just been ordered to open the trunk and wanted to remind the boss, but he didn't mention a word.

Tracy can do whatever he wants. They have bodyguards around everything.

Fortunately, this is the headquarters of DreamWorks, not downtown, otherwise it will be more troublesome.

"Ah! He's Tracy..." someone soon recognized Tracy and shouted.

"Yes, I noticed him. What did he do in DreamWorks?"

"I hear he's Mr. Spielberg's Godson..."

"I just want to know which lucky girl will get so many roses..."

"He is so romantic. Purple roses represent romantic truth and precious uniqueness."

"Yes, purple is unique. Unfortunately, purple roses are not easy to preserve..."

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The people around quickly talked about it. Most of them were envious of the women who were about to get the car of roses, and many women looked at the handsome Tracy.

Many people here know about Tracy's relationship with Spielberg, but few know that he is a hidden major shareholder.

The information disclosed before only said that he was connected with the investment company that acquired DreamWorks shares, but did not introduce him as the big boss behind the scenes.

Tracy is waiting for her widowed sister at the gate of DreamWorks with such a high profile. First, he continues to hold the goblin tightly. Second, he reminds DreamWorks who knows his identity. This is my woman. You can do it.

Although I helped my widowed sister deal with some harassment before, it certainly did not have the strength of public high-profile hint.

"Scarlett, I've been waiting for you at the gate of DreamWorks for a long time. Why haven't you arrived yet?" after waiting for about ten minutes, Tracy looked at the time and called my sister.

"I'm almost there..." my sister said on the other end of the phone, "I should be able to see you. It's strange why there are so many people at the door. Are you at the door?"

"Yes, I'm at the door, in the center of the crowd."

"Ah, what did you do?"

"You'll know when you come."

After hanging up the phone, within two minutes, my sister walked to the crowd. She looked in curiously and saw Tracy in a white casual suit leaning against the back of the car.

Tracy leaned against the back carriage with her chest in her hands, and was full of coquettish with the purple roses of the car.

He kept looking around, saw my sister, and showed his signature smile, "Hey, Scarlett, you're here..."

Then he tidied up his coat and walked towards Scarlett.

"God, what have you done?" seeing Tracy didn't make her cry, but she didn't calm down when she saw a cart of purple roses.

"Do you like it?"

My sister covered her mouth and stared, "it's so beautiful. It's for me."

"Of course, no one deserves this color better than you." Tracy hugged my sister's shoulder and took her to the car.

"Purple symbolizes uniqueness. You are unique, Scarlett."

Tracy said tenderly in my sister's ear, but in exchange for my sister's proud cold hum, "hum, don't think this can please me."

"Er..." it's a master who destroys the atmosphere. Tracy felt his nose awkwardly. He was supposed to kiss affectionately and was avoided by the other party.

Seeing her happily bow her head to smell the fragrance of roses, she just gave you a hand-made meat. Now it should be all right. How can she bear revenge.

"I'll spare you today, but don't be complacent." my sister smiled happily and took a rose out of it and took it in her hand.

Tracy reluctantly stalled, "as long as you like it."

My sister frowned slightly and said, "it seems that I can't put it in my house. In addition, these flowers are not easy to keep."

Tracy then said, "it doesn't matter. Let Renault solve these."

Then he waved to Renault and shouted, "take these flowers to Miss Johnson's house."

After telling Renault, they put their arms around my sister's shoulder and directly entered the DreamWorks building, "your apartment is a little small. I still have many idle houses in Los Angeles..."

Before Tracy finished, my sister said in some displeasure, "you want me to be a canary in your cage. I warn you, don't even think about it."

"I just want you to live more comfortably."

"You don't have to worry about this. I'll soon have my own big house." my sister said confidently.

She has planned to choose a villa with the pay for escape from clone island.

Although it may only be enough for the down payment, with her rising momentum, I believe she will pay off the balance soon.

Tracy was slightly stunned and said, "are you going to buy a house?"

"Yes, I've made an appointment with a real estate agent. You can go with me and give me some advice by the way."

"Well, all right," Tracy agreed without saying what he wanted to say.

In fact, he would like to tell my sister that after the release of escape from clone Island, your commercial value may plummet. Now you'd better save some money for a rainy day.

I can see that my sister is full of interest, and I can't bear to hit her.

Tracy didn't say much. They took the elevator to the third floor. Someone was waiting for them.