American Fortune Life

CP watched her daughter sit a little angry on the sofa, leaning against the sofa pillow, a pair of long legs stacked together, looking at the black dot siwa on her leg, she had to frown and ask, “Don't you hate wearing black SI the most? Why have you been wearing it lately? ”

Ivana couldn't help but flash red on her pretty face, but she quickly went on to cover it up, sneering and ignoring the cp problem.

“Well, I won't say it again, okay? By the way, why did he call earlier? It's really sticky to call a few times a day!" said CP.

“Hmmm! Someone's been saying they want to see Andy all day and want a good show idea from him!” Ivana knew her father was so angry, she'd be pissed off if she was angry.

CP skipped his mouth and sat on the sofa, also leaning against the sofa, with his left arm resting on the back of the sofa, looking at his daughter in a relaxed position, waiting for her answer.

“Andy is picking you up at night, booking a restaurant and inviting you to dinner with me. I want you to converge on your words and actions...” Ivana knew she had to talk to her father first. She really couldn't grasp what a moth her loving father would make, and several newspapers and magazines have called him the most annoying millionaire this year.

“Ha, this boy finally came to see me! I admit that the kid is talented and as smart as I am, after all, we are all successful bestsellers, and I think we have a lot in common. I have to admit, that kid is kind of young for a living, and I don't have a home for him at his age. Let's see how hot the current host show is. It's a genius idea. Make sure he thinks of an exclusive show for me, or I'll settle the bill with him and hook up with my baby daughter. I won't let him go easily... ”

Ivana couldn't help but cry and watch cp go into a state of talking to herself, her forehead straight into a black line, reaching over her face, and sighing twice in agony.

“By the way, doesn't that kid like siwa so you can change your habits?” asked CP abruptly.

“Um...” While Ivana was still in agony, she was overwhelmed, but by the time she reacted, her face was a little red.

CP saw her daughter's reaction, naturally fully understood, he was a rich man who liked to marry supermodels, naturally understood the minds of men, but when he saw her as a little shy, his heart was a little less flavorful, humming softly, muttering: “Shit! ”

Ivana saw Dad's drums and tried to say something to help Andy say something nice, but when she heard the next word from CP, she almost didn't cry.

“However, this bastard is very eye-catching. Your big legs with siwa are the biggest killer for a man. The kid must be happy to die! Of course, it's still a good gene for me and your mother! By the way, I heard that kid's gaming company is selling that very hot game right now? That kid's head is impressive! ”

CP is like this, he talks about what he thinks, he doesn't look at anyone's face, first he has to make sure that he is happy, and he often talks upside down, sometimes he doesn't even know what he's talking about, but he can still do it when he talks, okay, this is a good thing, previous life's campaign speeches often make supporters misty, I don't know, but eventually he can do it back, get back to the point, get applause.

“Dad, what are you talking about? Didn't I tell you? Don't judge me. Anytime! I'm embarrassed about what happened last time! ”

CP saw Ivana's eyebrows upside down and her face turned ugly. She hurried to raise her hands and apologized: "OK.OK. My mistake, I promise there won't be another time! ”

“Well, for tonight's meeting, I hope you can show some restraint, please, Dad.” Ivana knows how to deal with cp, can't be hard, can only persuade with the gentleness of her best hand.

“Don't worry, darling, I won't mess around, but I should warn the kid!” CP nodded seriously.

Ivana stood up silently and walked back to her room and started packing.

I was lying in bed at my house in New York looking at two books published by CP, and I didn't know that the old bastard in San Francisco was about to meet him at night and give him a ride down to Marvel, but even if I did, Andy would just laugh.

"The Art of Doing Business" is the first autobiography of CP. Andy doesn't know if it's written by CP himself, or if it's spoken to by a shooter. The writing is not bad, it's quite skillful. This book has been accepted as a Bible by many businessmen. It has sold 3 million copies since the 1990s. In the 90s, it was the number one seller for 32 consecutive weeks.

This autobiography is interesting, and there are some stories about their family, and his own business talent as a kid, well, Andy seemed a bit suspicious, but looking at his business experience, competing with the Hilton family, he had to admire the fact that CP was a good businessman.

Andy never underestimated cp, even though his personality was flawed, too shaky, and he liked speculation, but Andy was impressed with him because of all this, eyeball economy! This is a term that Andy came up with, and cp is definitely a marketing master, almost by his own speculation, making the cp group famous all over the world.

Is he stupid? Oh, the one who thinks he's stupid, is the one who's really stupid!

Studying at the age of 13 at the New York Military Academy with excellent grades and talent, he was also a athlete and graduated from the University of Pennsylvania's world-renowned Wharton School of Business, where he had been studying and studying his business philosophy - the modern corporate business strategy being marketing.

From receiving his father's $1 million start-up money to owning a $1.7 billion home in the early 1990s, as a result of the slump in the real estate industry, experiencing a contraction of assets to $500 million, to later declarations of bankruptcy, assets under bank supervision and limited lunch by the bankruptcy commission to only $10.

At a time when many millionaires had chosen to commit suicide after bankruptcy, he survived and slowly returned all his assets. Well, it was inseparable from his family's help, but after all, he was back in the East Mountains.

Andy closed the book, his face was so thick, he didn't believe that a man of such perseverance was a fool, even though he did have flaws in character and sometimes behaved funny, but who knew which one was real and which one was fake?

A billion-dollar millionaire would be a fool? Andy really had to ha-ha.