American Fortune Life

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When Andy fell into contemplation, Auston and Li Wanqing saw their son's eyebrows wrinkled, the expression on his face changed from time to time, his slightly squinted eyes made people feel bad, seemed to be brewing something, ready to attack at all times.

“Andy... Andy, what's wrong with you?” Li Wanqing asked worried.

“Hmm? Ah... Nothing. By the way, Dad, Arthur Carter, are you sure you want to sell the New York Observer?” Andy was awakened from contemplation, his eyebrows stretched out, and he asked smiling.

“Hmm! Now that we've lost two million a year, it's a big trend for paper media to be replaced by online media in the future. It's not a good idea for Arthur to continue, it's up to someone to pay to take over.” Auston was a little strange about his son's attitude, but he did say what Arthur Carter thought.

Andy flashed a bright color in his eyes, lowered his head and forked a piece of beef into his mouth, seemingly unintentionally asking, “How much is he going to sell? ”

“You don't want to buy it, do you?” Auston seemed to understand his son's intentions and looked at Andy with a little surprise.

“Oh, with this idea, after all, this newspaper has an unusual status in New York, especially in the Manhattan area. I'm a writer. Is it hard to understand my interest in newspapers?” Andy smiled softly and nodded to admit that he really wanted to buy a newspaper.

Auston looked seriously at Andy and, after a moment of silence, looked at his wife and whispered: “Arthur does want to sell the newspaper, but is currently assessing its value. His idea is to get the news out and see if anyone is interested, so that those interested can bid against each other. ”

“Ha ha, it is in the best interest, I thought that as the founder of the newspaper, there would be a bit of emotion, hoping to find a suitable person to take over, I didn't expect to see the price at the end.” Andy laughed ridiculously.

“You child, how can you talk to Yang weird now, Arthur is a banker, whether sculptor or newspaper is his side business, personal hobby, which of us in the Upper East Side is not valued for profit?” Li Wanqing scolded angrily.

Auston looked at his wife a little helplessly, or dared to say anything, and took a sip of the glass and said, “I can't disclose more business information to you in the spirit of professional ethics, but I can tell you, if you're really interested, you can wait. After all, Arthur is still evaluating the newspaper's value, and I'll let you know, refer you, and communicate face-to-face with Arthur Carter as soon as the information is confirmed. ”

Andy leaves his mouth shut and he knows that Auston will follow the code of professional conduct and won't do anything to help himself, okay, he knows that the bottom price of the deal is 10 million, but that's only if no one wants to bid, and he doesn't know that Judd will be there to compete with him?

As for contacting Arthur Carter right now to buy it, I'm afraid it won't go so well, hurry up to the door and get killed, Andy isn't that stupid, and the bankers in New York don't have any greed, so let's wait for the news, and when Arthur releases it, we'll be in touch first thing.

After dinner, Andy called Ivana, who was packing her bags and wanted to ask her out for a drink, but Ivana smiled and said she was too tired, had a long meeting and had been busy distributing and handing over some messy things at hand for the whole day. Now she was packing her bags and could only send a kiss on the phone, rejecting Andy's offer.

Andy understands, hangs up when he picks her up at 8: 00 tomorrow morning.

Sleep well.

Andy got up early in the morning to pack up and say goodbye to Li Wanqing. Two SUVs came downstairs from Ivana's house, and Andy dialed her and the phone was quickly rejected.

Andy put his phone back in his pocket, pulled down the window, and saw several reporters squatting at the entrance to the building, so silent that they really couldn't resist.

Soon Ivana's figure appeared in the lobby on the ground floor, Andy filmed the back of the front seat, pushed the door down, and Joseph and the four of them quickly stepped out of the car to block the surrounding reporter for Andy.

Ivana's long blonde hair was held behind her head, not very tightly gripped, fluffy blonde hair covering her ears on both sides of her cheeks, a pair of raindrop-shaped eardrops swaying around as she walked, a pair of white framed sunglasses covering half her face.

She wore a short sleeve yarn bat shirt with a wide white sole and red flowers, and although it was a little transparent, she wore a white camisole. The length of the bat shirt just covered the curly TUN, a pair of hot pants underneath, a long, white leg LU exposed, a pair of crystal sandals on the foot, okay, still a heel with a half heel.

Andy hurried forward and gave Ivana a big hug, and the patch kissed her twice, hugging her, still so full of elasticity.

Andy and Ivana clamped their fingers, got in the car, the bodyguards put Ivana's luggage in the trunk, the reporters around them surrounded by discouraged cars, knocked on the windows constantly, and could hear them shouting all sorts of strange problems.

In the car, the two laughed at each other, Andy's hands naturally resting on Ivana's thighs, with fine, smooth skin that couldn't stop.

Ivana's eyebrows picked gently, reached out her little hand and struck Andy as a strange hand, and found that he didn't care at all, so she was helpless. She was still proud of herself. After all, she took care of her body very carefully, her legs and armpits were scratched very clean, and JING oil was applied very carefully to care for her skin. Her long legs now look smoother and shinier and attractive to her boyfriend. Of course she would be happy.

“Let's fly straight to Hawaii. I've arranged everything. Ten o'clock flight. Are you hungry? Why don't we find a restaurant for breakfast first?” Andy stroked Ivana's thigh with his palms and asked.

“Well, no need to look for a restaurant. To the front? Joe's? Just buy some pizza at the pizza place.” Ivana took a pile of newspapers and looked over and said.

“Joes? Well, well, I haven't had pizza there in a long time, I hope it's still as good as it used to be.” Andy had a memory of JOES pizza in his head, but now Andy really hasn't eaten it, he can only pretend.

“Well, as it turns out, it doesn't change much, after all, what they do is traditional pizza in New York.” Ivana didn't mind talking and looked at her and Andy's news story.

“Giggle... It's a little itchy. Okay, stop it.” Ivana held Andy's hand slightly red, smiling and stopping.

Andy stopped and asked curiously, "You left your job and came out on vacation with me. Is Mr. TLP okay with that? ”

“What's his opinion? He caused all this trouble. It all pissed him off, by the way, my dad wants to see you.” Ivana's eyes blew out a strange color and she looked at Andy with a smile.

“Ah, see me? Why?” Andy asked a little surprised.

“He said," That son of a bitch took my baby daughter out so quickly, why should he talk to you? "” Ivana's pretty face is glowing red and her eyes gleam with a sly twinkle.

“Oh, yeah, I'd love to meet Mr. TLP, too. He's an interesting guy, huh.” Andy joked unwillingly.

“Shit! He's a good man and a good father, though he's a bit of a taller character.” Ivana naturally heard Andy's tone, and she wasn't angry. She reached out and hit him. Andy, she was very gentle about CP.

“I'm sorry, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean anything else. I really thought your dad was an interesting person, and I was thinking that if he were to be the host or judge of a show, it would be interesting, perhaps, to increase viewership.” Andy was afraid that Ivana would misunderstand him and despise CP, hastily explaining.

Ivana looked at Andy with a little surprise, and her handsome face had a little bit of obscure greenery, and her cherry lips flickered, “How do you know my dad had this plan? ”

Andy pretended to slap his forehead without saying anything, shrugging his shoulders and saying, “I'm just saying, is your dad really going to want to be the host? ”

Ivana nodded with a bitter smile: “He said it more than once. Ever since he knew I was dating you, he wanted to talk to you and ask you to come up with an idea. After all, you sold hundreds of millions of dollars for one idea, and he admired you. ”

“Uh-huh. He's really... Well, I look forward to meeting him.” Andy had a slight twitch in the corner of his mouth and smiled a little reluctantly. He wanted to twitch a few words, but when he saw the fierce light shining in Ivana's eyes, he laughed and hastily agreed.

Soon after, Andy and Ivana joined hands at JOES Pizza Shop, where they ordered three signature New York traditional pizzas, one for each of them and two for Andy's four bodyguards.

In the car, Andy had pizza in his right hand and Coke in his left hand. Rated the best pizza in New York City by New York magazine, it's delicious, with just the right amount of cheese, sauce, and soft and medium pie peel.

Since 1975, JOES has been serving such pizzas to locals and tourists and has become a landmark in New York. The New Yorkers think that if there's only one pizza shop in the city, it's definitely not JOES.

Ivana is a standard ocean horse, 1 m 8 tall, and she belongs to the kind of fleshy, full-bodied model. At first glance, it makes you feel like a ROU bouncing object. It should belong to a fat body at first sight, but Andy observes otherwise. Ivana didn't eat for her body or anything, because he watched Ivana eat three pieces of pizza and a Coke.

When Andy looked at herself in amazement, Ivana didn't twist a pinch, wiped her cherry lips clean with a tissue, took out her makeup mirror and lip gloss from her bag, and said as she made up: "I wouldn't abuse my stomach for my body, I'd rather use exercise to consume excess calories. ”

The car arrived at the airport soon, and Andy and Ivana traveled to the VIP lounge to wait, almost as long as they could, because Andy bought a first-class cabin, so they could enjoy being the first to pass the security check.

One plane varies by model and seats in the first class vary from about 8-12 to six in Andy's row, accounting for half of them.

As for charter flights, Andy thought about it, but he didn't trust the safety features of those rented private planes. After all, it took 11 hours to fly from New York to Hawaii before he could trust the safety factor of a large passenger plane.