American Fortune Life

In a luxury apartment on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, New York.

Catherine Weymouth sat at the table in a pink broad pajama, eating her breakfast, looking over at today's newspaper, and looking at all the colorful photographs, the beautiful Xing-inspired Ivana was looking up at Andy Smith with emotions in her eyes.

“The youngest billionaire throws millions to buy jewelry for her girlfriend... ”

“New York princes and princesses spend a day... ”

The stories under the various headings elaborate on one thing, which is that the famous couple is painting the screen again at Soon Love.

As a single parent with a single child, love and marriage hurt her greatly, even fighting with her ex-husband over property lawsuits during divorce, and even fighting in court for a few hundred dollar thing, watching the handsome woman in the newspaper photo show love, saying goodbye to ghosts.

But the couple is gone, squeezing Julie and Pete out of their desirable position as dog men and women.

Catherine has read more about Andy Smith and can only admire the genius and can't find a more appropriate word for it.

It took less than a year for a depraved young street writer to rise again to this height, and beyond what genius describes, there really is no other word to be found, and not everyone can do it.

At noon, she'll see the couple, and Jon Micham called last night to tell her that Andy Smith invited her to lunch.

Until then, however, she had to face the very difficult trade unions of Newsweek, and even if the postal group wanted to get rid of the baggage, to be honest, the rights of employees' unions in various companies in the United States were a bit great.

Call Baiyang and say that the strike is a strike, it is simply arbitrary not to want.

As long as you keep this group of people in the way of the newspaper sending out the weekly magazine smoothly, you don't have to face this bloody troublesome group anymore.

In the conference room, Katherine took off her glasses, put them in the mirror box, rubbed her temple gently, heard the door open, and asked softly: "Send people away? ”

“Everybody's gone, VP, sorry I didn't do my job well... ”

“Jon, don't say that, as you all know, it's not your fault, and the weekly issue isn't the only one now. It's not profitable, it's too big, and the department is too bloated. I was just thinking about increasing the number of offices, increasing the access to news, expanding the influence of the weekly magazine. Seriously, I can't afford to lose just $10 million a year. ”

Catherine Weymouth said with a bitter smile on her face, stretching out her hand and patting the material on the table.

“Hey...” Jon Micham also sat down in disillusionment, sighing, and went on to say: "The union people, while not having achieved all of their goals, have stabilized for the time being, at least not making a scene during the handover negotiations. However, while Andy Smith and I have spoken out that there will be no large-scale layoffs, I understand from my side that Mr. Smith attaches great importance to institutions and compacts, and that 22 institutions around the globe now will certainly face detailed investigations in the future, and I think some will not be able to stay, even without large-scale layoffs. ”

“Oh, that's good for you, isn't that what you've always wanted to do? The power of the Post will no longer constrain you. Seriously, for the Post Group, I'd like to operate on it, too, unfortunately...” Catherine looked at Jon Micham with a smile and didn't go around any bends to tell Jon what he really thought.

This time in New York, in addition to Andy Smith's weekly interview, the main thing was to get some support from Jon Micham to make it easier for her to deal with the current editor-in-chief of the Post, Leonard Jr.

Jon's pupils shrunk slightly and, to be honest, before Andy became the owner of the weekly magazine, some of his actions did belong to betrayal of the old hosts, such as the financial books that were sent to Andy early in the morning.

“This time, Mr. Smith's successful takeover of the weekly magazine could indeed bring some new changes to the weekly magazine, but Mr. Sidney Harman might be very upset to hear, after all, what little editor-in-chief Leonard had promised Haman in private and was“ thankful "and recognized by Haman. ”

Catherine couldn't help but glance at her eyes. Is there a problem, huh? It would be a lot easier if she kicked Little Leonard out.

“To be honest, Vice President, Mr. Harman has spoken to me several times and made some promises to me, but I have not given him a clear answer. In fact, neither Haman nor Smith will be threatened in the short term.

But I preferred Andy Smith mainly because he was young, really young, and because of his knowledge of the media publishing industry. When he took over Observer, the media in New York ridiculed him almost every day, and some talk shows often made jokes about it.

But now, heh, speaking of which there is also a funny thing, Mr. Smith is also a must-have personality, and after The Observer released their financial report to the public, and immediately after that issue of the weekly magazine, he listed all the stories he had ridiculed and the contents of the television show as a separate feature, so that those people came across a great deal of ugliness in front of the people of New York, and the comments and their spicy, so that some talk show hosts had to apologize to him in a self-dark form in the show and eliminate the impact. ”

“Giggle... I knew it, and he was bad enough, and finally put some of the editors of the media that mocked him, the boss's age, and finally came up with a rigid idea of not doing a good media summary.” Catherine, with a twitchy smile, was also curious to see Andy next.

“Actually, he's right. You and I are quite young in the media publishing world, and most media editors and bosses are sixty or seventy years old, and neither the body nor the brain can keep up with the times.” Jon Micham said with emotion.

“Oh, well, it's almost time to date, let's go and meet this New York sweetheart... ”

“Giggle... ”

In the restaurant, Catherine and Ivana were sitting right next to each other, smiling.

“What a lovely angel... ”

“Yeah, I love them. Since you like kids so much, have a few more, Andy's so handsome, you're so pretty, and the BABY you're born with must be so beautiful. ”

“Oh, I will, but not yet, after all, we are young... ”

“Well, yeah, enjoy the world for two. You know, these little guys are angels and demons, and they take a lot of JING power! ”

Andy rubbed his mouth off with a white napkin and smiled at Jon with a smile on his face. Ivana's socialisation ~ abilities were not really built on, and her lovely conversation with elegance, and her characteristic charm, made Catherine and her as usual, almost two men across the party could not get into their mouths, talk about fashion, talk about career, talk about children...

“Is this the Tiffany Yellow Diamond that was reported in the paper? It's beautiful.” Diamonds have never been lethal to women's killing power, even Catherine has the ability to buy them, but that's what women do. Without comparison, even if she walks past Tiffany's door all day, she doesn't care, but now that she sees them on someone else, she can't hold her agitated heart, and Catherine decides to go to Tiffany's for a few things in the afternoon.

Ivana glanced at her boyfriend beside her, happy and sweet, she also read the newspaper this morning, and before leaving, she wore clothes, wore Andy's arm, happily shook across the street, and when she arrived at the company, no one accidentally looked at the glaring yellow diamond in the middle.

“Andy, you put someone in Newsweek this afternoon for prep, and Jon will work with you. Can I borrow your girlfriend this afternoon? ”

“Of course, thank you, Catherine.” Andy smiled with the sun on his face and said goodbye to Catherine.

Watching the car go away, Andy smiled with a drowning smile on his face, patting gently on the jade hand holding his arm tight, looking up at his face gently at his Ivana, softly saying: "Thank you, darling. ”

“Giggle, I should have done it, I'm happy to help you.” Ivana's sweet voice made people feel crisp and she smiled and Andy sat in the car waiting for her.