Hollywood Road

The cool sea breeze blowing from the west brought some refreshing feeling, Gal Gadot pulled Murphy, walked out of a corridor with steps, and came to the small dormitory building where Murphy still had memories. Although it was dark, most of the windows on the opposite side of the dormitory building were lit, illuminating the men and women who were haunting nearby.

UCLA 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 implementation have always been two different things. As long as you don't get caught directly at the door by the black woman who manages the small building, it's actually fine.

"This person is very greedy," Gal Gadot looked around when he walked to the door of the small building, and said to Murphy who was holding her hand, "but this person never admits it, and always looks serious. If you send her with your own hands, you will definitely refuse, and you will have to pass through the hands of a third person who has no interest in it."

Murphy looked into the dormitory through the glass door at the entrance, and asked curiously, "Does she think that this has nothing to do with her?"

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

A man and a woman passed by them at this time, and walked to the door of the dormitory building swaggeringly. A person came out of the door and walked in with the two of them.

From the angle where Murphy was standing, he could see the person coming out from behind, walked to a large glass window in the door, and then handed a paper bag in his hand to the swarthy woman inside. The woman looked down at the inside of the bag The pair of men and women who passed by the window seemed to be like air, and walked in so easily.

Looking away, Murphy looked around and asked, "Can we find someone to cover?"

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

"Then just go in." Murphy pulled Gal Gadot and wanted to walk towards the door. Suddenly, he saw someone waiting with a bag from another road, and said to Gal Gadot ,"wait."

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

The man glanced 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, "Do you want to go in?"

She took off her baseball cap and stood opposite Murphy. Murphy could clearly see the face under the brim of the hat. It seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before, and he was sure that he had no acquaintances of Arab descent.

"Yes." Murphy nodded.

"Okay, I'll go in first." The young girl with obvious Arab blood said, "Then you and Gail will come in again."

Murphy was puzzled, "Do you know Gale?"

"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 here."

He looked back, and Gal Gadot was still standing there, not saying hello to the neighbor at the door.

"Thank you then." Murphy said politely.

Mesa Muhammad smiled slightly, then walked into the door of the dormitory, went directly to the black woman, and took out two pieces of chocolate from the bag as if by magic, Murphy turned back and pulled Gal Gadot, just like the previous The men and women were the same, swaggering into the dormitory building.

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

After just over a minute, Mesa Muhammad turned around from the corner of the stairs.

"Thank you." Gal Gadot smiled at her actively.

"You're welcome." Mesa-Mohamed said with a smile, "We are neighbors and we should help each other."

Gal Gadot nodded, but said nothing. After Murphy said politely to Mesa Muhammad, he opened the door and dragged Murphy into the room.

"You..." Murphy pointed to the door,

Gal Gadot shrugged slightly, "I haven't dealt with her much."

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

Judging by his previous standards, it was unbelievable that the university did not interact with people from the opposite door, but it was nothing weird when it came to Gal Gadot.

The formation of each person's three views has a lot to do with the education he received since childhood and the environment in which he grew up. Although he has never been to Israel, in Murphy's impression, this country composed of Jews has a lot to do with history and surroundings. The relationship surrounded by a pack of wolves will definitely carry out high-intensity and deeply rooted brainwashing education on the people, which can also be seen from the characteristics of this country where all the people are soldiers.

The Jews and the Arabs are sworn enemies. With Gal Gadot's character, it's not normal to not associate with Mesa Muhammad.

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

In the end, it’s all nothing, and as time goes by, Murphy seldom thinks about this issue, let alone make Gal Gadot improve the relationship with Mesa Muhammad. stupid thing.

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

"What are you thinking about?" Gal Gadot said dissatisfiedly when he saw that Murphy was in a trance, "Do you want to go home?"

These words reminded Murphy, he quickly came back to his senses, walked over to hug Gal Gadot, and kissed her forehead forcefully, "You won't be so cruel, will you?"

Gal Gadot deliberately turned the noise aside, and was about to say something when she suddenly felt a pair of big hands land on her straight and slender thighs, and the words on her lips turned into a soft hum, her big bright eyes narrowed There are two long and thin slits.

Murphy used force to lift her up across her body, kicked open the bedroom door, and deliberately said as she walked, "Shall we go to the balcony?"

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

"Then it's good to 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 Kara Firth, then turned around and entered Century City, intending to chat with Bill Rossis about the new contract.

In a blink of an eye, 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 offered are quite good, even meeting the first-line directors. standard.

Murphy has no plans to change the brokerage company for the time being. The various services provided by Bill Ross and CAA have brought him great benefits, solved many worries, and allowed him to relax more. On the director's career and work.

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

When he was about to reach the Death Star Building, Murphy first called Bill Rosses. Unexpectedly, Bill Rosses asked him to go directly to the bottom floor of the office floor where CAA was located.

"You came at the right time." Bill Rosses seemed quite happy, "Come here to watch a good show, a very exciting show."

The current Bill Rossis is no longer the small agent he used to be. Although he has not squeezed into the ranks of partners of CAA, he is also an absolute leader among the younger generation. He has become more calm, and rarely has such outgoing 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 CAA reception. He was standing in front of the huge glass window in the mail room, looking at the A hybrid office.

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

That mixed office is where Bill Rossis worked a long time ago.

"Nostalgia?" Bill Rosses shrugged first, then shook his head, "I don't miss this kind of loser's place."

He looked over there and said to Murphy, "The project that someone participated in the management failed, and the company's main competitor, William Morris, was closely connected. Now it's time to pay the price."

Hearing what Bill Rosses said, Murphy understood and didn't ask any more questions, just looking at the office at the end of the corridor.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the office door opened, and a man came out with a cardboard box in his arms. The gloomy expression on his face could be clearly seen even from a long distance, and behind him, there was Two security guards followed behind, pressing him to go outside like a police escorting a prisoner.

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

The person who walked out was Bill Rossis' former friend, the agent who had suggested Murphy.

Murphy crossed his arms and looked over there with interest. He could actually guess some of Bill Rossis's thoughts. No matter who it was, getting stabbed in the back by a friend would definitely hurt ten times more than being stabbed by a stranger. .

Bill Rossis used to have a very good relationship with Mike. He even recommended Mike's client Jessica Chastain as the heroine of Murphy's crew. Who would have imagined that he wanted to poach Murphy behind his back.

If it's just that, it's okay, Mike still uses some shady methods.

Of course, like the expression on his face, Murphy didn't care about Mike, but he was naturally in a good mood seeing him being unlucky, and Bill Rossis, who was in a better mood, also talked to him in detail.

The other party first jumped into the big pit of "Kingdom of Heaven", and then naturally lost the agency rights of several potential customers, and then was kicked out to have a connection with William Morris, and wanted to bring some potential customers of the company to change jobs...

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

With the loss of potential customers, Mike lost his last value, and what he was waiting for was to get out now.

Mike, who was holding the box, was getting closer and closer. The huge glass window could not only see the outside from the inside, but also the inside from the outside, but Bill Rossis stood firmly here, staring at Mike, as if he did not avoid it. plan.