American Fortune Life
Chapter 356: Fish Eating and Biting Bait After Shadows
In the morning, open the curtains and push open the windows. The breeze brings in a fresh, fragrant, elegant earthy scent.
Full of red Charlize, wearing a black silk strap nightdress, his eyes squeezed in the bright sun and a large lazy waist stretched out.
Looking back at Andy, who was still asleep, the corner of his mouth revealed a slight smile, bent over and picked up the light pink nightdress and a pair of black SIs on the carpet, put on the silk nightgown at the end of the bed, walked out of the bedroom, as he walked, a pair of long tui showed up, the silk nightgown floated backwards, showing a hint of evil.
A little bored by the sun outside, Andy opened his sleeping eyes and used to reach out and touch the woman around him. After touching the sky, he saw the curtains pulled open in his confusion and pulled up the quilt to cover his face.
I ran into Theron's apartment after dinner with Taylor last night, and as soon as I walked in, I saw a strappy nightdress, and the shadow was stunning with a cold xing feeling lying on the couch. This can't be tolerated, so it's easy to van. After all, the long TUI after the shadow is definitely for the year series. You can imagine how tall people like Andy who have this habit will be, and the result is that they almost got fucked by ZHA after the shadow.
Andy is very distressed, now after the shadow for a child has been demonized, even though his body has changed through welfare, he still can't keep up with nutrition. Last night he wanted to shout and get a nutrition link!
At some point, Andy suddenly felt his quilt lifted and a dark shadow fell.
“Ouch... ”
Andy was sitting on Cylon for a second, almost squeezing his breath, opening his eyes to sleep, staring angrily at Charlize, who, dammit, sucked away her jing qi...
“Wake up... Breakfast is ready!” Charlize looked down at Andy in disgrace and said.
“That's what you call... the chuang way is really special! Squeeze me down.” Andy didn't have the guts to say it, but he was a little grumpy. After all, the face behind the shadow wasn't very pretty.
“Huh! I want to crush you!” Charlize snorted, rolled over to get out of bed, glanced at naked Andy and walked out of the bedroom arrogantly.
Andy sat up and scratched his head with a sad frown, thinking he hadn't offended her. He was fed enough last night. Why did he do this to himself in the morning? FXXK, it should be yesterday and Taylor's news started to ferment, hey, women, whatever, can't change the jealousy, especially the women I touch, one of them is so powerful, really headache.
Dude, you're having a good time, boss. My big head's gonna have a headache!
Andy looked down and said to himself with a bitter smile.
After washing up, Andy walked into the dining room in a robe, saw the shadow and the long tui had already started eating breakfast, saw himself come over, just looked up and continued to look at the newspaper on the table, biting the homemade sandwich in his hand.
Andy sat down and put the fried eggs, bacon, tomato chips, RU cheese on the roasted toast, sprinkled with cranberry jam, covered with another slice of toast, picked it up and bit a big bite.
“You slept with this little girl?” Charlize looked up and asked, with a slight chill in his eyes.
“Cough... Tyler Swift is a signed singer for a DU record company that I acquired a while ago, and she's very talented. Whether it's lyric-writing or singing, she's top notch and has the potential to be a giant star. I thought I'd make her famous sooner. I'd like to use my reputation to bring her along. ”
Andy almost choked, coughed a few times, picked up a sip of the cow nai next to him, and without hesitation explained his intentions to the shadow.
“Ha ~ You're really careful. Street singing can be done.” Charlize laughed exaggerated and looked at Andy in disdain and said.
“The effect, the news effect, seems to have succeeded, isn't it reported in almost every newspaper?” Andy asked with a smile.
“See for yourself!” He pushed a big newspaper to Andy, continued to eat breakfast, paused slightly, and continued: “Your Ivana should be the one to worry about, but this little girl is so lucky to have a big boss like you to help her make the headlines! ”
Andy turned a white eye, Nima, that's why he was angry after the shadow. After all, the famous path after the shadow was quite cumbersome. At the age of 18, he encountered very straightforward diving rules in Hollywood, scared away and fled, followed by a long vase career.
There were a few lucky girls like Taylor, and Andy, a popular celebrity, helped her build momentum as soon as she came out, saying she wasn't jealous that it was all ghosts.
Don't talk about the smell after the shadows, but there are a lot of people out there who envy this girl named Tyler Swift in the paper. Look, it's all her story on TV. Fucking little bitch smashed, looks like Andy Smith was very comfortable serving...
Naturally, all sorts of malicious speculations and curses will come true. After all, this is the capital of entertainment, Hollywood, where almost everyone dreams of becoming a star.
Of course, more people were powdered by Taylor's invincible growth tui, beautiful song circles, and there was interest in this little country music beauty, especially some young girls, junior high school students, high school students, teenagers in adolescence, and Taylor's songs perfectly explained the journey of the heart at this age and resonated tremendously.
Album sales began to grow as the number of online downloads of the second leading song soared.
The effect was immediate, very obvious, listening to Taylor's happy laugh on the phone, I can imagine her expression a little exaggerated.
“Didn't you have a radio show to attend today? Do a good job, I'll see if I can arrange an Allen Show for you, and when the American Host Show starts, you'll be the guest of the show... ”
“Thank you, Andy, I really don't know what to say anymore... ”
Thanks to Taylor, Andy laughed and said, "We're not good friends. Besides, you're the only singer in our company. Naturally, we need to do everything possible to promote you and your music. Well, I have guests to see later. Go to the show. Remember, I'll be watching you and supporting you! ”
Hang up the phone, the corner of Andy's mouth soars slightly, seeds go down, waters down diligently, and grows up slowly until the harvest season picks it up, when it's naturally ripe.
As for Taylor remembering to write him an exclusive song, this made Andy a little speechless. According to Taylor's intentions, she would definitely hold herself to her. She kissed her cheek intimacy in the lyrics and had a headache when she thought about it.
Well, let's see. If the song is too vague, it will never be included in her album. If it doesn't work, the curve will save the country.
“Knock, knock... ”
“Come in.” When Andy heard the knocking, he said that he didn't look up and keep looking at the briefing in hand. He was still very interested in the information on several website companies transmitted by the think tank. The company could be small, but the team had to be excellent. To be honest, he had too many ideas. He valued people more than the team.
Businesses can't be upside down, especially games, games are not babies, team members are, even if Andy takes out the plan, and it's the good program apes that do the job.
“Boss, Mr. Carl is here with a guest.” Tory Blake is wearing a black OL business dress, not a skirt, but very slim trousers that outline her body perfectly.
“Let them in.” Andy put down the file in his hand, stood up from the seat, bypassed the desk, stood in the middle of the office, and when he saw Carl leading a short black hair, a black bearded middle-aged man with a nice body, walked in, Andy had a confident sunny smile on his face and walked up in no hurry.
“Boss, this is Brandon Baker, the founder of Fist Games, Mr. Baker, and this is my boss, Mr. Andy Smith. ”
“Hello, Mr. Smith. Nice to meet you. ”
“Hello, Mr. Baker. Nice to meet you, too. Come on, have a seat.” Andy smiled and shook his hand after he was cold, reaching out to indicate that he was sitting on the couch in the sitting area.
“Mr. Baker, what can I get you? Coffee, black tea...” Andy asked Brandenbeck across the street with a smile.
“Coffee, please. ”
“Three cups of coffee.” Andy turned around and told Tory Blake to stand beside him.
“Okay, boss.” After that, Tory left the office.
“I don't know, Mr. Baker. How can I help you with this appointment?” Andy smiled with a gentle smile on his face and asked in an impatient tone. He was very calm and accommodating. He didn't like to give people a youthful, aggressive feeling. That didn't do him any good in doing business, even if the other party wanted him.
Before Brandon Baker came, he did a more detailed survey of Andy Smith. To be honest, the more incredible it was to look at the data, the more genius he was to describe him, the more words he could not find. Especially with regard to Andy's personality, the media coverage was very different. Some said he was indifferent, some said he was friendly to the sun, and some said he was mature and stable beyond his age, and so on. But as things stand now, the sun was friendly, mature and steady, but very appropriate. Of course, with a 22-year-old billionaire, a successful businessman with several companies, Brandon Baker would not be enthralled by the sun. He came to see Andy Smith, not a writer.