American Fortune Life

Chapter 509 Andy and Monica

A long dining table that seats 30 or 40 people, each seat has a nameplate on the table. Everyone also checks to find out where they are going to sit before dinner starts. It is customary for international dinners, of course, when there are few people, it is natural to follow the master's arrangements.

Wendy Murdoch, as the host of the dinner party, naturally took the lead, smiling softly at the guests on both sides of the party: "Have a seat. “

And then Andy and the men in the room pushed the chair for the lady companion or the lady around. He and Ivana sat opposite Abu and Dasha. The culture of the rabbit country is left-handed, but international norms are right-handed. After all, Nima is a Western rule, and tonight's guests are Abu and Dasha, so they sit on the right next to the right seat of Vendimerdock.

The banquet is full of dishes, mainly western dishes, complemented by unique Huaxia dishes.

After finishing the meal, the guests began to dine at the behest of Wendy Murdoch.

Andy, to be honest, doesn't really like attending this kind of dinner. In order to maintain his style, he needs to follow gentleman's manners step-by-step, very troublesome. If he has shrimp, he still needs a knife and a fork to remove the shell, unless the owner tells him to use his hands to solve lobster-like dishes. Pretty cumbersome, knife and fork and cut food, put down the knife, stick the fork in the food, Nima, it's like taking off your pants and farting...

When the main course comes up, Wendy Murdoch starts to speak, which means welcoming Abu and Dasha, thanking you all for coming, being happy and proud of this circle of friends, etc.

When she's done, we'll all get up and celebrate.

Once everyone is seated, it is time to taste the main dish. You can talk to friends on both sides of the table while eating. You can avoid talking about politics, vulgar jokes and the value of items. The most commonly used opening statement is the weather. Although boring, it is not lost. Well, luckily Andy doesn't have anybody around, so there's no need to be so embarrassed.

After the main course was a short time of after-dinner wine, everyone gathered at a certain spot to enjoy YU's words, Andy maybe because he drank a little wine, maybe because he was excited to see the goddesses, embraced Ivana's waist and limbs, talked about various humorous topics, sold a little bit of his own learning, made the atmosphere more lively and cheerful.

The final afternoon show was social dancing, first with Abu Dance invited by Wendy's hostess. Although Wendy's eyes had been on Andy for a long time, she could not be upside down. She was supposed to be welcoming Abu and Dasha to dinner.

To be honest, Andy was really unacceptable to Vindi Murdoch, and the woman's ambition was so great that she had been muddling the issue of share allocation for the news group since she married Murdoch.

Nobody knows if Rupert Murdoch, the old man, seemed to have a lot of experience with her, or because of something else, but Andy wanted to figure out why.

As for British Prime Minister Blair or the rumored * * * * reason for her willingness to sleep should be simply because of the halo boost of a famous woman, and to give Rupert Murdoch this whole day to use the media power in his hands to spray this revenge spray, it is understandable that some people would feel extra excited stealing this big man's green hat.

Andy knew that if he wanted to, he could really hook his finger to get her. Unfortunately, Andy wouldn't bother herself. This kind of thing was incredible to him. Besides, he had so many women to sleep with. How could it be possible to offend an old monster like Rupert because a woman who didn't look like him? It was a deal that could pay for death. It wasn't really worth it.

Private banquets are not that polite, even if Ivana is wearing wide legged pants, it doesn't matter, and dancing is very floating.

Andy used to be very stiff because Paris said he was dancing, and frankly he wouldn't, and he had someone teach him to make up for it.

Andy leads, Ivana follows, the force of action and reactivity between the two, in the enclosed little dance floor force with a deep look at dancing with the music, which is an adhesive taste of play and enjoyment.

Andy leaned forward, hugging Ivana's waist with one hand and holding her back with the other, and Ivana had a long tui bow step, her entire body leaning back, her long blonde hair drooping low.

The cooperation between the two men was tacit, making everyone smile and applaud, Andy held Ivana's hand, gave a bowing ceremony and then walked out of the dance arena. The point was Nima, no one left first, the end of the dinner was still to be determined, and it was also frequent until 12: 00 in the evening.

With a cocktail in his stomach, Andy feels a little too much wine to drink tonight and a little dizziness, although only a little, he also asked the waiter to swap the cocktail for mineral water.

He wanted to see if anyone left, and he had an excuse to take Ivana with him, and the crowd didn't know what time to play.

We talked for a while before Uncle Wolf Hugh Jackman came over and invited Ivana to dance, and Ivana laughed happily and Uncle Wolf walked into the dance arena.

Andy is honest about social dancing, and doesn't have a good feeling about it. Because of the pairing of men and women, it takes great acquiescence. Dance companions can't be changed often, they come down for a long time, and it's extremely easy to wipe out the spark.

In ancient Europe, this royal aristocracy favored this dance, and the other name was "surrender pei dance”, the upper class of ancient Europe, all kinds of Jian and extramarital qing, because of this dance.

How did the famous Russian poet Pushkin die? It was because his wife went dancing and made love to a "JUN generation", so Pushkin was humiliated and fought against the "JUN generation”, and Pushkin was killed!

Andy, of course, doesn't deny the dance, but the dance is sometimes really troublesome, Wenchuang.

Andy drinks a glass of water and sees Monica Belucci standing with Anna Wintour, a fashion demon, talking about something with a glass and never seeing her dance next.

Put the cup down, Andy walks over, smiles and says hello to the two of them.

Reaching out his hand, he owed himself slightly, revealing a charming smile: "Can I ask my idol to dance? ”

Ana Wintour and Monica couldn't help but smile and Monica's eyes flashed with a playful colour, of course only she knew why, but she didn't hesitate to put the glass down and put her white little hand on Andy's hand, and that beautiful, white-white face of JING said with a faint smile in Italian: "Of course, who will refuse your invitation? ”

Andy laughed and straightened his body and apologized to Anna Wintour, “Excuse me. ”

On the dance floor, Andy held Monica's Feng ni waist gently and held her little hand gently to make her more relaxed, and Andy maintained a very gentlemanly attitude.

It's just Monica Belucci, definitely the kind of man who can't hold on to the xing feeling, (Nima, there are so many blocked words, they don't work! The first time Andy looked at her, he thought of crime.

Beautiful jing-like face, the red chun of your people, if the hidden mountain trench, is full of flair.

“You keep staring at me, not only rude, but also dangerous!” Monica had a bright and moving smile on her face, whispering softly in Italian.

“Marlena, every step of the way, you're irresistibly lethal! Monica, you have a stunning feeling of xing, which is the kind of feeling that has never returned to God, but the water in Lake Wang has been rippled. It has to be said that at any age, all the imaginations of the Qing people in the dream were fulfilled at this moment.” Andy leads Monica as she follows her steps, her eyes still look at each other's smiles and her mouth speaks of her sincere feelings.

“Beauty can only help you for 5 minutes, it will evoke other people's curiosity, but then, nothing...” Monica raised her mouth, her eyes sparkling with a brilliant light, smiling and saying: “I confirm that you are my fan, not my guest set, I have a very mindful feeling about the way men look at me, you don't have the greed that I particularly hate to stare at me like an animal, even if I am considered to be an enlightened teacher of many... ”

“I only admire beauty, you're the only person I dreamed of as a teenager, and I don't deny it, so can the goddess tell me your call? ”

“Giggle, that's not a good idea... ”

“I thought we were friends besides stars and fans. Why, isn't it? ”

“Giggle...” Monica smiled softly, looking at Andy with an incredibly amusing look in her eyes, knowing that she understood, and said, "We're not friends... ”

Andy was slightly disappointed, but soon he heard a string of numbers from the YOU red chun, his mouth rising, and he whispered softly: "Why? ”

“Giggle, I'm sure I didn't mistake you for someone else. You're such an untrue big boy. You know, you've crossed the line, almost with me tiaoqing, and I think your girlfriend... ”

Andy was slightly embarrassed by Monica's flirtatious tone and a hint of playful expression on her pretty face, but quickly countered: "The beauty of eroding the bones lies in the unique self-temperament between the eyebrows, and the men around the world praise you for being something that no one can hold.

Well, you're stunner, not just pretty. More like an unspeakable temperament. In this atmosphere, raising hands and feet makes men dump and women jealous. ”

Andy's words made Monica smile even brighter, smiling softly: "Well, big boy, I certainly deserve the title of your genius writer, and I thank you very much for your praise and bragging, which makes my mood so happy, it seems that my charm has not faded over time. ”

“Of course! The years won't stop on you! ”

“Giggle, your mouth is so sweet, too bad... ”

The music stopped, so did Andy and Monica, gracefully walking out of the dance floor, and Andy thanked Monica for the smile on her face, and then turned back to Ivana, hugging her girlfriend, whispering in her ear what, making Ivana smile and twitch.

“This fan of yours is amazing.” Anna handed Monica a glass of wine with a smile.

“Oh, interesting big boy.” Monica just smiled back and didn't say much.