American Fortune Life

Shitty Bangkok traffic, before the opening ceremony, audiences going to the scene were asked to enter 3 hours 45 minutes in advance to deal with traffic jams. The Bangkok National Stadium, which can accommodate 60,000 spectators, is at the very heart of Bangkok and can only be miserable when it closes.

By the time I got back to Dayun Village, it was early in the morning and it was a little annoying. After the bath, Andy was asleep.

At the end of the opening ceremony, Dayun Village became more lively. Perhaps after a few days of “communication”, the stranger faded and the atmosphere in Dayun Village was greatly infected by the daily sight of Thais smiling.

Whether you win or lose, just smile and everyone will be happy and happy. Competition would have been cruel, and sports inevitably created gaps in intensity, but often smiles can make people forget pain and regret, or even make their memories more permanent.

The United States “has no mercy” for the World Games. Not only did it not send teams to compete in athletic running projects at the Games, but it also sent nobody to compete in basketball, gymnastics and other advantages. The rare appearance of world-class generals on the United States Mission's entry list also made Andy the only face of the United States Mission. But everyone knows what Andy Smith's purpose was to participate in the Games. The same level of opponents have all the heart to abstain after watching Andy's game videos. Nima, is that a person? Players at the Grand Olympics are still some kids...

In the morning, Andy crowded the girls to the shooting match site to refuel the American players, the atmosphere of the tense shooting finals scene completely Nima became the vegetable market, “cheering," “backwards," cheering, screaming, reluctant to beat the drums, “Sumu" shooting races in the past were so lively to catch up with the concert; the old Russian coach with white hair was also infected, danced to the TV camera hand, and hummed a little song.

There was another athlete who didn't know it was that small country. The gun broke down in the finals, fixed it for half a day, took off all three shots, and had to give up. When he saw the results bulletin on the journalist's computer screen, he yelled at the last name, "That's me, that's me”. Unknowingly, he thought he had taken a gold medal...

Watching the overwhelming youth of all countries, Andy sat helplessly in his seat, grinning and mumbling: "Okay, this is a big party! ”

In the afternoon, Andy led a group of girls, dressed in bikinis, jumped into an open-air pool like dumplings, and some conservative athletes watched as the girls continued to jump out of the pool.

Although Andy's American delegation's sisters are more generous, they can't hold the ocean horse in good shape. More than that, Andy is happy that Russian and Ukrainian beauties are among them.

With more and more beautiful women, the open-air pool became a party scene, music, drinks, bikini beauty, Andy is naturally happy and shrewd, underwater he is too addicted, and some beautiful women came to kick his ass, if he didn't have a superdivine state to switch to, seriously, he could really be ugly.

A big ocean horse looks at Andy's perfect body and smiles up and eats tofu, sees Andy's drum sac of a big pile, one eye lights up, the men naturally envy envy, of course, there are boys who join in the fun, but who can take Andy's head and be more popular than he is.

“Hey, girl, you're playing with fire!” Andy had an odd look on his face, standing in the pool, leaning back against the pool, a blonde hair, white skin, a very successful S figure, a doll face with a B + upper circumference, the Ukrainian girl turned her back to herself, his hands grabbed Andy under the water and he couldn't let go, he had to pour a sip of cool air, his body sticking to the girl forward, and said softly.

“Hmm?” The girl wanted to understand English so badly, she said a few words, Andy turned a white eye, he didn't understand Russian, the sister meant, Andy don't get cheap and have opinions, help him ahandjob so much nonsense.

Just as Andy wanted to keep flirting with his sister, Joseph came over with his phone and squatted by the pool to whisper in his ear. Andy squinted his eyes, nodded, patted the blonde in front of him, refused to continue flirting with his behavior in Russian, watched the girl smile back, seemed to want to see Andy go ugly, after all, for some time.

Andy turned a white eye with no anger, closed his eyes and switched. After calming down completely, he opened his eyes again. The Ukrainian sister already had two more companions. She looked at Andy slowly ashore and sneered as if she was mumbling.

Unfortunately, Andy stood ashore and smiled back at her Ukrainian sister. Although that big pile was remarkable, it was not ugly at all. She took the bath towel Joseph handed over and rubbed her hands between her waists and answered the phone.

“Hey, Al, it's only 4: 00 in the morning in New York. What's the rush? ”

“Boss, BNP Paribas, France's largest bank, announced its involvement in US subordinated debt, with most of the global stock index falling; European metal crude oil futures and spot gold prices diving sharply. ”

When Andy heard the news, he laughed and found a lounge chair to sit on, took the frozen juice Joseph handed him and said as he drank it: "Tomorrow you can almost bite down the ECB's meat. Today it may just be pre-meal desserts, the big dive will surely reappear, and the first bailout may not even hear a sound! “

”Yeah, Bud just called me, and he's going to redo the empty European stock finger, and I think it's possible... “

”Oh, now that I've authorized the Predator Group, it means I trust your judgment and do it!“ Andy knew that the world would be hit by the subprime crisis, but he really wanted him to lead the concrete, empty action. He couldn't, and the knowledge in the Dead Book couldn't be a financial expert. Again, professional things are left to the professionals.

Hanging up Al's phone, Andy sighed with a touch of his chin, and then called Budstone back, and Bud couldn't sleep, as he sat in front of the computer staring at the stock fingers of the major European stock markets.

Nothing else, Andy just gave Budstone support so he didn't have to fear his hands and feet, as long as he was in good hands, not a gambler, not a thug...

Hanging up the phone, Andy finished drinking the juice left in the cup, stood up from the lounge chair, was about to go back to the pool, and as the beauties continued to “play," he caught a glimpse of Allison staring at a cold drink on the table, sitting alone under a sun umbrella, Andy's mouth revealed a smile, walked over to her, and didn't forget to smile with the bikini beauties passing by him, leading the beauties to smile. Andy was kind of self-letting go at this grand tournament.

“Hey, Allison, why are you sitting here by yourself? Why don't you go down and play?” Andy, with a charming smile on his face and a strong, streamlined, perfect muscle, is truly remarkable, and everyone who knows him knows that his muscles are not just beautiful, but full of awe-inspiring power.

“Too many people, I'm a little bit uncomfortable.” Alison looked at Andy in front of her with a complicated eye and said with hilarious reasons, these two days she clearly felt isolated. Both her roommates and other girls in the delegation were clustered around Andy. After all, not many billionaires as generous and approachable as Andy were without the arrogance to look down on people's evil illness.

The most important and most of the project athletes from the United States Mission are third-rate, and where do you usually get a chance to meet someone as big as Andy, no matter what their minds, such a big person is willing to get along with them easily, like friends, and believe that no one can refuse.

“Oh, Allison, lying is not a good girl, you're a California girl, you've been wearing bikinis since you were a kid, how could you be unfamiliar with so many people... Okay, okay, you look terrible.” Andy watched himself tear through the lies, a little angry, and Alison, blushing slightly, surrendered in haste.

“I just saw you blurring. What's the matter? Have you encountered something unhappy?” Andy took the juice in front of Allison without a shrug and drank it with her freshly used straw in the gaze of a girl.

“You--" Alison blushed and looked away without knowing what to say.

“What's the matter?” Andy pretends he doesn't understand what's going on and laughs indifferently: “Well, are you interested in going out at night to experience Bangkok's spectacular nightlife? ”