American Fortune Life

Huaxia civilization has a long history. Oracle has existed for about 7,000 years and the word greed is listed in the Oracle Dictionary. Because greed consists of four words: "Now, Belle, Lin, Female”.

The original intent of greed is a scenario: in a warm spring season in the sky and in a woods, a woman looks at today's GOU together or wood as a baby.

Greed has existed for over 7,000 years.

Man is the product of the environment, placed in a natural world, unsupervised, unscrupulous, surely greedy.

And with the habit of greed, there is a constant thinking.

Andy leaned back in the sky holding Ivana, who was already asleep, with uncontrollable greed in his eyes, and even when he came home, he picked Ivana up excitedly and drove all the way into the bedroom, filling her with oil, until he returned to sleep with joy.

Through the cold moonlight, looking at the ceiling, he couldn't get rid of the stunning Italian woman from his mind. When he appeared in public sight, he was a ripe image, with no shallots at all. Monica Belucci, a widow who ripped the town apart with beauty in The Beautiful Legend of Sicily.

Andy found out all about her from the head, and one of the stories came to mind, Vincent Castle, a more shameless piece of shit than himself, cheated on his goddess for 13 years, and gave birth to two more daughters.

Fortunately, it ended in divorce, and unfortunately it wasted 13 years of the Goddess's good years.

“Now that I've only had one child, I'm in a hurry to do something... Blame you for being so beautiful!” Andy slowly closed his eyes and whispered in a slightly invisible voice.

She looked so red and smiled so brilliantly that a happy, sweet Ivana shouted her name at her all the time, waved at the paparazzi who took the picture of her, held the red chun, straightened her body, made the already amazing upper circumference even more arrogant, and walked a pair of long tui into the cp building before Andy raised the window.

“Come on, go to the Newsweek Building. ”

“Good boss.” Kenny answered and let go of the brake and the car left the side of the road.

Newsweek building, 58th floor.

“Jon, why don't you sit down and I'll be done in a minute.” Andy looked up at the chair opposite him and, after he had said it to Jon Micham, continued to look down at today's briefing.

Assistant Tory twisted his slim waist and sent in two cups of coffee.

Andy put the briefing aside and turned to Tory Blake, who was standing next to him, and said, "It's all right, you go ahead. ”

The assistant nodded and left, and Andy looked at Jon and asked seriously, "How are our weekly stations in Europe now? ”

“Journalists from several branches that are working well and have been cancelled have been assigned to Europe, which will enhance our news gathering and influence in the European version.” Jon Micham is a little curious about how the big boss is concerned about Europe's station today.

“The thing is, four young, capable journalists were picked out of two stations in France, England, and put him...” Andy said, turning the computer monitor around and letting Jon look at the picture above and continue, “Vincent Castle, a French movie talent, stared me to death. ”

Jon Micham nodded and took note, but was a little confused, frowned slightly, and asked, “Boss, there's nothing wrong with staring at him, but this guy doesn't have much news value, the only value is his wife, Monica Belucci. ”

Andy flipped a white eye and broke Jon's words with his bare hands, saying, "I'm talking about staring at you 24 hours a day, don't let him spot you, and... Forget it, you arrange it yourself, remember, don't let go of any time and place tracking, you can use a little extraordinary means to get information if you need it, and if they spot a news spot, get a photo or a recording and you're done. ”

“News point? Stealing?” Jon Micham is a little out of his mind.

“We'll see.” Andy shook his head with a smile and didn't solve the puzzle. Anyway, he had employees who worked hard for him. This resource advantage, which he didn't use, was totally stubborn.

Jon Micham left with a big boss assignment and full of doubts.

Andy's eyes squinted and touched his chin, revealing a slight smile.

Now Andy Smith perfectly interprets the phrase: selfishness and greed combine to incubate many venomous snakes that harm others!

Knock, knock...

“Boss, time's up.” A little assistant in a half-sleeved chiffon saffron white shirt with a black slim suit on the outside, but still can't cover her fabulous figure.

“Mm-hmm." Andy took a file bag out of the drawer and handed it to Tory, and the assistant picked it up and put it in the black briefcase in his hand.

Andy tidied up his tie and, at Tory's service, put on his suit, "Let's go. ”

As Andy walked into the lobby at 417 Marvel Entertainment Group, 5th Avenue, Midtown Manhattan, a group of negotiators headed by Alvitt had been waiting for a long time.

No more condoms, shaking hands with representatives of the Bank of America, facing Marvel CEO Ike Piermut, the hands were held together, Andy smiled with a relaxed smile on his face and said: "Wish us a pleasant cooperation first, let's go, let's finish the final step. ”

Ike also had a smile on his face, nodded his head, and Andy walked side-by-side to the elevator, and a dozen people in the lobby, mostly Marvel employees, all of whom knew that the young man heading up was Andy Smith, and after today, the youngest billionaire was their boss.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was very harmonious and relaxed, the troubles had been solved, and although everyone was sitting opposite each other in a distinct camp, they were just chatting and waiting for the final confirmation of the contracts by the two parties' groups of lawyers.

The conference room door was pushed open, white hair was pale, and Stan Lee, with a xing beard, walked in with several Marvel executives.

Andy stood up smiling, reaching out and Stan Lee shook his hand, and both sides sat down again.

“Andy, can you show me your strategic layout plan today?” Stan Lee just sat down and couldn't wait to ask.

“Of course...” He nodded with a smile and reached for the briefcase handed over by the assistant behind him and placed it on the table, patting it with his hand: “It's all in there! But not right now, I think you can still wait this time. ”

“Well, you really... Forget it, Ike has notified all middle management, signed the contract, and when the money arrives, we can hold a meeting directly, your first meeting as the owner of Marvel Entertainment Group.” Stan Lee always smiled lightly at this in front of him. A pair of harmless young people were a little speechless. He didn't want to see the completion of the strategic plan until he finally signed and completed the acquisition.

“I look forward to it!” Andy smiled and concentrated his eyes on the lawyers from both sides, waiting quietly, feeling a little excited, this big gold mine is about to become its own!

Andy doesn't know how the giant Disney would feel if DC's old Batman and rebooted Superman succeeded and his guide Iron Man succeeded.

Looking for help? Or do you want to smash yourself to death with money?

To be honest, Andy himself was afraid to guarantee that he would not be tempted to face the huge acquisition that was paving the way, and it was really crazy for these giant bullies to smash people with money.

Three billion, maybe four billion, maybe not. So what about nine billion, ten billion? What about Disney's shares?

Andy's thoughts flew farther and farther away, and he didn't know where he was going until he was gently dragged down by Tory behind him before being pulled back to reality. The embarrassing discovery was that everyone's eyes focused on his face.

“A little excited, as a loyal superhero fan, I'm in the mood right now... I'm sorry, I was a little distracted.” Andy started talking nonsense to ease his embarrassment.

Everyone nodded and understood that Marvel's 68-year-old cartoon company had cultivated generations of loyal fans.

Andy enjoys adding his legendary Marvel xing to his fans' dream of realizing this unpleasant counter-attack set. He understands the media's favorite trick to fire him and Marvel, keep the American public focused, and preheat the forthcoming Iron Man.

With the incredible comics gradually moving away, Marvel, who welcomed his new boss, began to prepare for the rebirth of the shower fire.