American Fortune Life

Chapter 606: The Daily Way Back

For Andy's return, apart from Ivana's happiest passion for Sauvignon, New York's major press outlets were the happiest, and with Andy and Ivana's stories, their newspaper sales could be guaranteed.

A paparazzi watched Andy return from the airport early in the morning with an obscure look, his smile filled with happiness and sweetness, the bright mist in his eyes rose into the apartment building, the fool also knew that this pair of men and women would not go out today, long time no see each other, iron battle to form a group, the blackness yet do not know how harsh.

In fact, like the media and the public envy, Andy spent most of the day working for Ivana's happiness, except for a little rest and sleep.

Open your eyes again, the sky outside is already sunny, Andy carefully took out his arms pressed by the sleeping beauty beside him, looked at the old white face now turned into a powdery Ivana, felt nearby with a familiar breath uniform breath, his face couldn't help but show a surprisingly satisfied smile.

Instead of waking her up, she cautiously lifted the messy silk sheet, picked up a pair of shorts from the carpet, picked up all the clothes and socks she threw away, especially the two highly-ordered cheongsams brought back from the demon, Andy touched her nose a little, smashed her mouth full of ecstasy thinking, the cheongsam was full of wrinkles, couldn't wear it anymore without washing and ironing, cough... But really, don't have a rhyme in it.

A few minutes later, Andy walked out of the bathroom with a little water bead and wet hair, walked to the sofa by the sunny floor window, picked up the newspaper on the table, and sat on the sofa and began to look up.

Watching the media do all sorts of stories with pictures of him and Ivana, replacing the subprime crisis with a cloud of terror, and bragging about making Andy look at the stories a little blushed.

It is well known that the media in New York are more demanding than elsewhere in the United States, that they are famous for their sophistication in cities with such influence, and that any celebrity who fails to perform is immediately cut off by the media.

At the same time, for what they call their own people, that's the most desirable thing, as long as there's a sales guarantee, they're never stingy enough to shape anyone into a great person, to weave some stories, of course, a lot of things could have been inspiring, but definitely not as tsunami-like as the New York media speculated.

Andy knew very well the urine xing of the New York media, and the great media machine was the winner behind it. Looking at stories like his, analyzing and discussing them, and presenting a completely out of control, he never really cared, although his vanity had been greatly satisfied, and he knew clearly that if one day he had a problem, bad luck, these damned bastards would drop the rocks in the meanest language.

Turning to the financial landscape, it was still sad, either to report the bankruptcy of some real estate company or to apply for bankruptcy protection by some lending company, but there was also positive news that Bernanke said the Fed would try to avoid the credit crisis undermining economic development and that the Flying Shoes promised that the Government would adopt a package to rescue the subprime mortgage crisis.

Andy naturally knew that this time was a cup of water, even if he worked hard to remedy it, and the market was in complete panic, and no policy could stop the financial crisis in a short period of time, but it didn't matter to him. Now in the US market, the Predator Group's US team was holding only a few empty bank stock slips, and most of the money and personnel were focused on the UK's financial and monetary markets, waiting for the British to pay for their arrogance and self-righteousness.

“Ho ho ho ho - ho ho ho, good morning. ”

Ivana's face was red, her deity was lazy in a white silk nightdress, her blonde hair was a little messy and she walked out of the bedroom, and the thick chun of her eyebrows still hadn't dispersed.

Andy smiled gently, lifting his face and kissing her, and said, "You look so lazy, it's easy to interest me! ”

Ivana took a sip and whitened Andy, but knowing that her boyfriend had said so, if she didn't pay attention, it was very likely that the bastard would keep knocking her down. Yesterday she really ate and stood up. She really needed time to digest. She didn't dare to continue wandering around in front of him wearing only one sling nightdress, and walked into the bathroom with that long white tui.

Looking behind Ivana, Andy smiled comfortably on his face. For him, food, mansion, plane, yacht, overrun, endless money, sleep only enough to conquer YU and the goddess of vanity. Though it's a vulgar pursuit, he is truly gutsy and delightful. He is willing to be a vulgar for life.

Andy eats his high-calorie meat breakfast at the table, and for Ivana's nutritional breakfast, he hasn't even had a glance. Ever since he bought Montana's 120,000 acre farm, he's eaten beef from Angus' A5 beef, which is luxuriously treated on his farm. Although there are still dozens of pine boards and cows on the farm, Andy really doesn't want to eat them when the pine boards and cows don't reach a certain size.

You should know that the quality of slab beef exceeds that of Kobe beef. It is a well-deserved top beef. The farm treats the dozen slab cows as babies. The life of these cows is almost catching up with the giant panda. Especially the three queen cows, the female cow who has never had a calf, is also the highest ranked cow in the world, and one cow can even sell 3 million rabbit coins.

In order to be able to scale up his population as quickly as possible, Andy directly agreed to the farm management's application and deliberately set up a team to serve the squirrel cattle. In two or three years, he could eat as much as he wanted.

Though Andy hated the pedestrians, Nima's had to admire the seriousness and meticulousness of the work done by these Oriental pricks, who pursued them with the utmost finesse. You know, the top five beef in the world comes from the foot basin.

With a fork stuck in a piece of fresh beef, he opened his mouth to Ivana and said, "Ah--”

Ivana smiled sweetly, opened her mouth, watching Andy put the beef in her mouth, and smiled, "Thank you, darling, but don't mess around, I'm controlling my diet. ”

“I like your body now, the flesh is very comfortable, and I'm worried you're shrinking my big pair of baby diets... ”

Listen to his boyfriend Zhenzheng's vomit, he couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth and take a hard look at him, muttering: “Don't worry, they've never gotten smaller because of my diet! Honey, is that all you care about? ”

“Of course not, I care about your TUI circumference...” Andy was shameless and nodded dead and alive.

Ivana's frontal black line fluttered and her lips shivered, "Boom! Drink this bitter melon juice for your health! ”

“Again? Honey and sugar? Huh ~”

Looking at Andy's insensitive expression of gratitude, Ivana's shady face grinned: “What honey! What sugar! You drunk it for me--”

Andy's grudgingly smiling face was filled with a big glass of bitter melon juice and his whole face was bitterly twisted.

“Giggle... ”

“Ok, ok, isn't that bitter melon juice? Didn't I drink it too? Don't be angry. Come on, give me a kiss. Okay, I'll go. ”

Andy shook his head and smiled bitterly. Instead, Ivana kissed him with her face and watched her open the door. Under the chase of the paparazzi, he leaned slightly back on his chin, smiled with a happy mouth on his face and walked gracefully to the cp building.

“Come on, go to the Newsweek Building. ”

Newsweek building, 58th floor, little assistant Tory Blake sat on the chair, with Chanel's little makeup mirror in her hand, quickly checked out, took out the lip gloss and made it up, closed the makeup mirror, ran to the garment mirror, tidied up his clothes, opened the buttons of his white chiffon dressing shirt, made her snow muscles and trenches even more hidden, black tun ultra short skirt with embroidered flowers big black mesh socks, very YOU man, Rolden Rolden came to the elevator door, beautiful face with a happy smile waiting for the return of the Great King.