American Fortune Life

“What? No! Tell them that the promised afternoon is the afternoon, and we don't have time and JING power to make sure that the flowers don't go apoptotic by then, and let them follow the contract... ”

Ivana lay in bed, speaking softly and resolutely on the phone, blushing, constantly making a staring and intimidating look, a pair of long legs stuck dead Andy trying to climb onto herself.

“You've had enough! I just finished last night and climbed on me early in the morning! I don't have time to mess with you...” Push your foot off Andy, wrap your pajamas flexibly, cover yourself with a wonderful, full-bodied body, jump out of bed, and stare at Andy sitting on the bed with a gloomy face.

Walk to the closet, take off your robe, leave Andy with an infinitely seductive back, quickly put your clothes on Ivana, look back at Andy still cheating on the bed, said: “The flowers just booked have come, but the time is wrong, I let them pull back, I need to go down and watch the preparations for the party, get up too. ”

Andy looked at Ivana, who had already sat on the dresser and started to move quickly in makeup, knowing that she didn't have to have a happy crack this morning, looked down at the brothers who had stood up to salute her, dragged over the quilt, and began to be depressed by the bed.

Ivana bit the rope in her mouth, her arms held together a wave of long, golden hair, walked to the bed, looked as if she had not eaten candy, and began to fool her rogue boyfriend, really helpless, lifting up the longer legs outlined by the black pencil pants, kicking her back with her feet, and covering Andy with a quilt.

“I'm so busy! We're going to try the gown together in the morning. Did you know that HSD is watching tonight's dinner, and the stick you invited, Lee, will be here in the morning? And the heads of the big companies in the Rabbit Nation need you to get paid... ”

Ivana tied her hair to a tall ponytail with an incredibly skilful rope, and the whole person's temperament suddenly became incredibly skilful. As she said, she grabbed the white soft corner, ripped the quilt apart and revealed the red fruit underneath her body, Andy.

Andy sat up from the bed depressed and watched the arrogant surroundings wrapped in white sweater, showing an amazing curve that made him even more depressed and chilling.

Ivana, who shook her head and laughed, knelt on her bed with one knee and held her hands to that stinking cheek, kissed gently on his forehead and said softly: "Good boy, when the dinner was over, I... ”

Andy listened to Ivana, already blushing in her ears, her eyes slammed open, giving her a surprise look, reaching out and grabbing Ivana's arm and sighing, “You said it yourself, you can't regret it! ”

Ivana glanced at him with a little shame, angry to stick out her fingers in pale pink nail polish and poke Andy in the forehead, "Is that what you want to do with me? ”

“Cough... Where is practice, it's qing fun!” Andy sat in the bed, loudly refuting, but Ivana, who had already walked high with a pink neck to the bedroom door, turned back and snorted in shame, then opened the door and walked out.

“Hey, finally, loose your mouth! No, I can't buy it myself, there are reporters everywhere, let them know that I visit that kind of store, it will definitely be a laughingstock... We need to find Fatty and get him some for himself when he gets here! ”

Andy jumped out of bed with a smile and walked into the bathroom with a bunch of noisy water streams and proud humming.

In the dining room, Andy had breakfast, and looked across the street, smiling and squinting into the line, turning into a beautiful moon-toothed Ivana. Looking at the reports in the newspapers, he shook his head and smiled. “Honey, you've been watching this all morning. Aren't you busy? ”

“Giggle, I just went down to deal with it. It's basically all right. Have you seen it? They're calling you the new media tycoon, and they're speculating on your next acquisition target, and it looks like everyone thinks you're ready to get into the media business.” Ivana is really in the mood for comfort and excitement, and this little boyfriend of her choice is rising at an unimaginable rate.

Especially this time, although she had never heard from her little boyfriend what she wanted to hear about the proposal, this dinner, for which she was solely responsible, was undoubtedly a confirmation and recognition.

After all, tonight's dinner party gathered with celebrities, and officials from key agencies based in HSD from all over the country were invited, and she and Andy, the two hosts, were undoubtedly the focus of attention.

Buzz...

He was also happy to look over at the newspaper's Ivana, eating breakfast in small bites, and his phone on the side table began to vibrate and jump.

“Hello... All right, I get it. You take them first, I'll be right down!” Ivana showed a surprise on her face and then immediately regained her appearance and made arrangements.

Hanging up the phone, Ivana stood up from her seat and drank the cow NAI from the side, licked her red lips, grabbed the napkin and wiped it, and said to Andy in disquiet: “The Secret Service is here. To take over the security, I need to go down... ”

Speaking of Thunder's fast walk out of the restaurant, through the restaurant bar, watching Ivana take her slim suit jacket from the back of the living room sofa and put it on, listening to the sound of the high heels slowly disappearing and the door closing, Andy couldn't help laughing, herself a strong woman girlfriend, for such a busy busy situation, after this dinner, cp international hotel this new hotel will definitely stand on the heels of HSD.

“This family really has a tradition of never letting go of any marketing opportunities... ”

Andy smiled and spoke to himself, sending a piece of fresh veal into the import, slowly savoring it.

The arrival of the Secret Service has made the atmosphere at the CP International Hotel a little tense and aggravating, which, after all, heralds the President's likelihood of attending tonight's dinner, which is a great honor for Andy, for Ivana and for the CP Hotel.

No matter how scolding the media and how ironic the people are, after all, the President is the President, no one can come close to him or invite him to any banquet, even if Andy knows that little flying shoes won't stay for long at dinner, which is enough to make him grateful for little flying shoes.

After all, this dinner, in addition to leveraging the influence of my family to ease tensions between the weekly magazine and HSD, is also meant to demonstrate the Smith family's influence and give real insight into the world to those who work with the two weekly magazines in advertising.

Especially with the Rabbit State Enterprises that collaborated with the Observer, Andy knows better than anyone that today's Rabbit State Enterprises are implementing a walk-out strategy, and the big market in the United States is the preferred one, and the Rabbits are undoubtedly excited about this invitation to have the honour, respect and access to the true center of power of the United States Emperor.

In the Peach newspaper Lee, Andy is the soul of the rabbit country. Naturally, he knows the philosophy of the rabbit people in the world. A giant millionaire doesn't give a damn about the cost of advertising Andy's two weekly magazines.

The weakness of the global economy and the ensuing economic crisis, and the unique landscape over there, not digging up the rabbit country's customers, are so sorry for the identity he crossed.

This invited famous computer assembly brand fantasy, selling refrigerators to the world's bullshit underwear brothers, and the delicious qingdao beer and the LINING that was later dropped by a distracted brother-in-law.

And of course, Andy's deliberately invited stick, Li first, as a four-star Li family sidekick, and the host's extremely unfavorable Li, both became a little strange when they were invited first, after all, they had the opportunity to attend this kind of dinner, get close contact with the American power class, even the president, which was a great honor for the stick son, and of course, no less than an advertising gift for Andy's two weekly magazines.

“Go and reschedule your ticket...” Just arrived at the airport, Karl didn't sit for long in the vip terminal, hung up on the strange expression, handed over the ticket to the secretary, and called back the driver who had just left.

Quickly walking out of the airport, he whispered helplessly: "Young people today, shush... ”