American Fortune Life

“Wow... ”

Andy grinned and leaned against the door frame in the bathroom, watching Ivana wash her hands for the third time with a disgusting expression on her face. "I told you you wouldn't like it... ”

“Disgusting! Don't even think about me, wen. Ouch... I almost put it in my mouth...” Ivana was about to cry, with fog in her eyes and a nauseating appearance.

“Not so exaggerated. Aren't you happy eating me?” Andy turned a white eye. These foreigners are QING. Some foreigners went to rabbit country to see Chinese food. They looked disgusting. Once they ate it, Nima ate more than anyone else.

“Die!” Ivana's fair face was like a fire, and she picked up the towel on her hand in anger and threw it at Andy with a bad smile. She saw Andy grabbing the towel, and she was ashamed of YU's dead goddess, and she grabbed her hand and threw something at Andy.

“Oops! You're crazy... Am I really, again?” Andy watched as a bottle of wash ye flew in, hurried away, and then flew back to something else.

“fxxkoff!”

Ivana looked at Andy fleeing in the desert, throwing things away and shouting out in disgrace.

On the sofa in the living room, Ivana muttered unhappily, holding a pillow in her arms, ignoring Andy, watching TV with depression.

“Oh, well, honey, it's just some ingredients, which are an important part of eating therapy in Oriental culture, to complement, is a pattern that TCM observes through long-term practice, has a certain medical basis... ”

Ivana looked at Andy with an obnoxious oblique look, "Turn to TAI! “

“Let's put it this way, alternative totem worship is only medically based, it does work, and food supplementation has a millennium history in Huaxia.” Andy explained bittersweetly.

“Honey, don't drink that stuff again. It's disgusting. You're so good, you don't need anything to make it up to you, do you want to torment me to death?” Ivana still couldn't take it. She turned her eyes and smiled with mei on her face. She grabbed Andy's arm intimately and said in a delicate voice.

Andy glanced at the delicate Ivana, pulling her horn and shook her head and laughed bitterly: "I... That's just cheering up... All right.”

Look at Ivana laying in her arms with a fresh smile, Andy can't stop crying, and some things are really too different, just like the kind of nasty, mouldy nai cheese that Andy couldn't begin to accept from foreigners with green hair.

Nima, foreigners are so different! It's disgusting. Is it poisoning or food poisoning? That's what he was thinking.

In the morning, you can't help but wear tight sportswear to show off your perfect body.

Andy watched as she bent over and strapped her shoes because of gravity, the lowly, charming view, he couldn't help but reach out, Ivana pressed the sports vest with no qi and glanced at her boyfriend, "Don't be ridiculous, let's go. ”

Los Angeles' puppies again enjoyed the same treatment as the New York puppies, Ivana was so YOU, no wonder Andy was so obsessed with her, her long figure, her stunning eye-catching size, her sweet brilliant smile, and her good behavior all moved Andy's cold L.A. puppies to tears.

Ha ha, Andy, this son of a bitch has today too!

Watching Andy's faint expression go hand in hand with the reporters across the street and the good working Ivana POSE, a puppy is very addicted to the joy of disaster.

“Ivana, we'd love for you to move to Los Angeles...” A happy paparazzi kept taking pictures and shouting in his mouth, causing the surrounding paparazzi to come together.

“Girl, thank you, I love it here, too. Okay, thank you. Andy and I have to run.” Ivana smiled and looked up at her boyfriend with a tender, sweet look and waved at the puppies.

The paparazzi really liked this elegant goddess. In fact, they were usually ignored by Andy. The sudden appearance of the hostess was so elegant and gentle. They were really not used to it. They cooperated very well with the two of them to clear the way.

“Thank you.” Ivana marked xing with a bright smile.

Looking at Ivana and Andy running away with two Dubins, a paparazzi looked at the photos in the camera and said, "She's so charming! ”

“Did you see Andy's face? He doesn't seem to reject us at all. Why does he usually ignore us? ”

“Bullshit, he's because Ivana likes it, it seems he really loves her, not to play with it. ”

“I wish Ivana had moved to Los Angeles, that... ”

“Honey, drink this vegetable juice...” Ivana pushed open the door of the study with a mixed glass of grey and green fruit juice and came in and said to Andy.

“Again...” Andy rolled his white eyes and smiled and went on, squeezing his nose and drinking.

“And a little, drink up... What are you looking at?” Ivana held the back of the chair with her right hand and held her left hand against the desk, leaning over to the computer monitor, curious to ask.

“Ah ~ too bitter... The share price of the Industrial Bank of Germany. ”

Andy had a constipated look on his face and a grieving frown.

“Hmm? Is it bitter? Ah... I forgot to add honey. I'm sorry, honey. I'll add more next time.” Ivana's expression was puzzling, acting as if she had really forgotten, but the curvature on the corner of her mouth and the drama in her eyes made Andy smile and slap her in the face in an unspeakable place.

“Ouch!” Ivana covered, muttering.

Andy said harshly: "Don't need me to show you, help you rou! ”

“Giggle, okay, I really forgot, give me a kiss, okay, you're busy, I'm going out for a walk. It's been a while since I've been to Hollywood.” Ivana stroked Andy's cheek, kissed him like a child and said.

“Don't you want me to stay with you?” Andy asked softly.

“Forget it. Just get to work, Kenny and me.” Ivana walked up to the hat room and started looking for clothes.

Andy wasn't insisting, after all, that the subprime mortgage crisis had fully broken out, and although there was a think tank working for him, he still cared about this big thing as a first-born inmate.

On the morning of 2 August 2007, the Deutsche Bank of Industry announced an Earnings Early Warning in view of the huge loss of one of its €12.7 billion "Rhineland Funds” and the bank's own modest involvement in the United States real estate subprime mortgage market. Estimated losses amount to €8.2 billion. The German Central Bank brings together national bankers to discuss a package to save the German Industrial Bank.

Deutsche Stock Bank shares fell in response, watching as Deutsche Industrial Bank's falling share price, Andy's smile on his face grew brighter, and now he doesn't care how much money he will eventually take from the Germans, because less than the last time he leaves, no one can say if he will be able to earn a full pot, or if he will back off, the risk will surely exist, and not be low.

After all, what he's doing now is robbing governments of money to save the city, and when it's big, he's ready to be hit back, so Andy never wants to blend in with the past, even if he knows more about the economy of some rabbit countries, because he doesn't want to die, because being a hedge fund or an individual in an empty rabbit country, Dunima's wings, pays off, because nobody knows if he's going to push the government against the empty next minute.

(Recently, there was an American idiot who made empty rabbit currency and lost money. He had more money than rabbit country. He was an idiot.

Perhaps God is always biased and the good mood brings joy.

Around 10 a.m. Andy, who enjoyed his coffee, was picked up by a private phone on his desk with a 24-hour boot, and the buzzing noise of the Nokia Vertu Special Race Ascent, reached up and looked down at the phone, an international number he didn't know, but knowing it wouldn't be a stranger.

“Hi, I'm Andy Smith. ”

“Hello, boss, I am... ”

French?

Andy was still slightly confused, but his eyes lit up, listening to each other's introduction and debriefing, and the smile in the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, “Good, thanks for your hard work, I'll send you an e-mail address, send me the photo, seal the storage card, this is over, you guys have a hard time, take a rest. ”

“Bang!”

Hanging up the phone, Andy slapped his hand and the smile on his face grew brighter, about a dozen minutes later, his email prompted the sound.

Can't wait to open the mailbox, a photo file, an audio file, a little anxious to wait for the download process.

Ding--

Andy slides his mouse, taps on the photo folder, expands the preview of hundreds of photos, taps on one, sees the person in the photo, and he laughs.

“Son of a bitch, they finally caught me! Monica, Monica, my goddess, how would you feel if you told me that you had been cheated all these years, that your husband was a gay man, that you had been cheated and married and had children? I'm here to save you! ”

Andy looked at a blind photograph, grinning, whispering and mumbling in his mouth, his eyes lit with an obscure light, and the wild grass in his heart began to grow wildly.