Leaving Dubai, Duke and Ivanka headed north, looked out on Mount Zion in Jerusalem, rafted from the Venetian Water City, went to the Cathedral of the Virgin Mary of Santa Maria in Florence, entered the Bernabeu Stadium in Madrid to sing, and tasted at the special café in Amsterdam. After Thanksgiving, he arrived in Paris.

Because he missed the premiere of "Harry Potter and the Room of Secret" in his travels, Duke walked into the theater and watched the video.

After the success of "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone", apart from the negotiations with Joanna Rowling, he basically no longer devoted his energy to this project, but left it entirely to Robin Grande. If there were no special circumstances, the producer would follow the series until the end of the chapter.

"It is imperative to change the director."

After leaving the theater, Duke didn't call a taxi. After walking along the road, he arrived at the Seine River, picked up Ivanka and walked along the river, and discussed the video he had just watched while walking.

"It's true that the first one is not as exciting as the first one." Ivanka pulled Duke toward the open-air cafe by the river. "Anyway, in the eyes of me, the quality decline is quite obvious."

After finding a table to sit down, ordering two more cups of hot coffee, Duke picked it up and took a sip, and then said, "This is a Chris Columbus' old problem."

"Hmm?" Ivanka didn't quite understand.

Duke added a piece of candy to his coffee and explained, "Chris Columbus is one of the best family directors in Hollywood, but his problems are quite prominent. The sequels he produced are often much lower than the first one..."

"So you and Warner want to replace him?" Ivanka gradually understood.

"This is just one side," Duke shook his head slowly, "on the other hand, he is not very suitable for the adult style that begins to be more popular later, and Columbus himself doesn't want to continue directing."

Ivanka nodded, picked up the coffee cup and said before drinking, "Is there a suitable new director candidate?"

"Robin and Warner's people are selecting."

Duke drank the coffee from the cup. Seeing that there was a little fatigue on Ivanka's face, he stood up and suggested, "Let's go back early to rest."

"Yeah." Ivanka came over and took Duke's arm, "Let's go back to the hotel."

Just after returning to the hotel suite, Ivanka's assistant Rita knocked on the door and walked in. Although he was traveling around the world, it was impossible for Duke and Ivanka to completely throw away their jobs. The assistant temporarily acted as a task for serving the two.

She didn't look for Ivanka, she walked directly to Duke and handed over a fax information. "This is just faxed by the Duke Studio."

"Thanks."

Duke nodded to her, and the assistant disappeared faster than before.

"If you have something to do?"

Ivanka took off her coat and sat on the sofa, "Do you want to go to the study?"

"Nothing, it's just the North American box office statistics for the first two weekends." Duke went over and sat next to Ivanka, "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets."

Because I just watched the movie and had poor senses, Ivanka asked, "Will the box office fall sharply?"

"It's a decline, but it's not a big drop." Duke picked up the information and said while reading, "The first weekend is 88.35 million, and the next weekend is 45.22 million. It's currently available for ten days, with a total of 158.66 million US dollars in North America."

"It's not bad."

In this regard, Ivanka and Duke share the same traits and value business achievements more.

"The box office can only be said to be OK." Duke smiled happily, "Mainly the surrounding area. Since the release of "Harry Potter and the Room of Secret", nearly $200 million has been sold in just five English-speaking countries."

Ivanka suddenly sighed and fell on Duke. An arm used his legs as the fulcrum and raised his chin.

"What's wrong?" Duke gently kissed her forehead.

"My reason tells me that the film industry is an extremely risky industry. But what I see is that movies are very profitable..." Ivanka sighed again, "I think I chose the wrong industry."

"Dear," Duke encouraged. "You chose the future."

No one can guarantee what the future will be like. All Duke can do is to seize the moment.

Because of the frequent visits to the UK, Duke and Ivanka did not cross the English Channel, but headed north, intending to experience the ice and snow of Northern Europe. However, when they came to Stockholm and just checked in the hotel, they received a very special invitation. Someone invited Duke and Ivanka to visit a manor in the suburbs.

"My owner said that you will naturally know you when you see me."

The person who sent the invitation only left this sentence and left the hotel.

"Do you have any acquaintances in Sweden?" Ivanka asked curiously.

"Uh..." Duke thought for a while, but shook his head. Many years have passed since his relationship with the Swedish princess.

Could this be the invitation of Princess Victoria?

Just as he remembered the princess, Duke rejected it himself. No matter how he looked at it, this was not an invitation from the Swedish royal family.

Suddenly, Duke thought of who this person might be.

"Are we going?"

Hearing Ivanka's question, Duke nodded solemnly, "Let's go."

After resting in the hotel for an afternoon, near the evening, Duke asked for a car from the hotel and reported the address on the invitation. The driver took less than half an hour to take them to a suburban manor.

This is a typical Nordic building. Judging from the architectural style, it is obviously not built in the past decade, and it should be some years.

The car was guided to the villa. Just as it stopped, a man who looked like a housekeeper had already come over and opened the door for them. When Duke and Ivanka got out of the car, they made a gesture of inviting them.

"Sir is waiting for you in the restaurant."

Duke didn't say much, but followed him forward, walked through a long corridor and turned into a huge restaurant. The restaurant was arranged in a very elegant or unique manner. Western oil paintings were hung on one wall, and the wall on the other side was shelves, with porcelain placed on it.

Through the fancy and shape of porcelain, it is not difficult for Duke to tell that this is not high-end porcelain from Britain, the Netherlands or Japan, but from the East, which may be the rumored antiques or something.

He didn't understand these things, and he was not interested. He just glanced casually and looked at the center of the restaurant.

It was a long oak dining table. At the front of the dining table, a middle-aged man with brown hair and golden hair was sitting. He was well maintained and looked like he was in his forties. His tough face was vaguely similar to Duke.

Although Duke disappeared when he was just a little kid, his experience was extraordinary after all. Even though his appearance changed a few times, he still recognized it at a glance.

"Are you surprised, Duke?"

The other party's smile was full of charm, and he made a gesture to Ivanka, "Sit as you like, Miss Trump."

Duke nodded to Ivanka and walked over and sat on the left hand of the middle-aged man. "It was a little surprised. I thought you had forgotten me long ago..."

"Actually, I've been following you," the other party always kept a graceful smile, "It's just that you don't know."

"Do you need me to say thank you?" Duke smiled faintly, "Mr. Rant?"

The other party shook his head, "You're welcome."

Ivanka also realized who Mr. Rand was as she mentioned by Duke, and she chose to remain silent very smartly.

The dishes were served one by one. After saying a few words, Duke stopped talking, but slowly tasted the dishes with Nordic style. The middle-aged man maintained an elegant smile and style and didn't say much.

"How is your mom?" he asked.

Duke raised his head and said with certainty, "Very good."

He stopped caring about Duke, but looked at Ivanka, "Sorry, Miss Trump, I just rude. Let me introduce myself, I am Neeson Rant, Duke's father."

"Hello, Mr. Rant." Ivanka replied with a polite smile.

Neeson Rand looked at Duke again, "You're doing a good job."

"Thank you." Duke said politely, deliberately turning his head to look at the artwork in the restaurant, "Your oil business looks good, too."

"It's just a small business." Neeson Rant always looked like that, "It's incomparable to you, the top 100 Forbes rich man."

"The value of stocks is false." Duke lowered his head and used a knife and fork to deal with the salmon on the plate, "how can compare to oil and cash."

There was a stock market turmoil and many people were there.

For most of the time, both sides were relatively silent. Even if they were related by blood, they had not seen each other for so many years. It was definitely false to say that they had feelings. Duke could also hear that his father, who had not seen many years, only saw the Swedish paparazzi taking photos of him leaving the airport on the Internet, and suddenly wanted to see him on a whim.

To put it bluntly, this is just an irresponsible father who suddenly saw his famous son and became a little curious and interested.

"Winfrey Oprah's people have looked for me."

As the dinner was about to end, Neeson Rant said again, "But don't worry, I have rejected her."

"Thank you." Duke kept a polite distance.

He never thought that Winfrey Oprah could impress the other person. He was neither short of money nor liked to act high-profile. His biggest hobby was the weakness of the black female. How could he go to "Oprah Talk Show"?

After dinner, Duke didn't want to stay, and the other party had no intention of trying to keep him. But when he walked out of the villa, Neeson Rant gently patted his arm.

"Duke, keep working hard and let me see how much you can do."

Nodding at Neeson Lane, Duke turned around and opened the car door, waited for Ivanka to get in first, then bent down and crawled in, and the car drove quickly towards the gate of the manor.

Duke looked back and turned back, knowing that there were very few meetings between the two sides in the future. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!