American Fortune Life

A few minutes after Blackrifley left Andy's office with a delicate face, Peter Kaplan, editor-in-chief of Observer Weekly, came in with a folder and knocked with his own secretary.

Andy saw a cup of coffee in Secretary Pete's hand and couldn't help laughing, nodding his head and taking the cup, "Thank you. ”

Pete Kaplan smiled and sat across from Andy and said, “Boss, that Waxman has begun to go back to collecting the materials. This time he went straight to Italy and got a message, as if an office in Italy would make a list every time for Harvey Weinstein to pick out and then implement xing ~! Infringement.”

“Oh?” Andy sipped a cup of coffee and heard Pete Kaplan's debrief, and couldn't help but pick his eyebrows, Nima, this filthy, fat bastard could play.

“Let her collect it first. By the way, her interview with the victim will certainly encounter difficulties. People like Harvey will never leave a handle on it easily. There will certainly be a lot of money spent on the disaster, and those who take the money will inevitably sign a settlement agreement and keep their mouth shut. ”

Upon hearing the boss, Pitcaplan nodded profoundly and said openly: "Indeed, Waxman has come across an example like this, an Italian model who took a $100,000 sealing fee and signed a settlement agreement.

While Harvey was a scum, he had to admit that in Hollywood's industrial film system, producers were the most powerful people, and Harvey was at the top of the pyramid. Harvey had an absolute voice and impetus in the complex situation that resulted, and most intuitively, he could push the actress to the throne behind the Oscars.

And Harvey's tactics are brilliant, always luring the target into circles. Bringing them into the Harvey Community, Harvey is a threat and a guarantee, always talking to them about their previous dates, looking at their current achievements and bragging about how he operates. ”

Andy Momo nodded and said: "First gather and sort it out, and if you don't move, you have to let him get away with it. ”

He had Harvey's material sorted out, and he didn't want to pinch him right now. The timing was wrong. Harvey's name was in Hollywood like Lei Guangle, and “To win the prize, find Harvey” became the industry consensus. He paved a starry path to Oscar for countless people, and throughout Oscar's operations, thanking Harvey may be more useful than thanking God.

Harvey's presence is not really that big of his power, and Andy doesn't dare to move him easily, but Harvey is part of Hollywood. Hollywood forces need such a person to exist, and he will drill camp. Everyone is vested interests. No one can compare with the interests. Everyone says that Oscar achieved Harvey. On the other hand, why doesn't Oscar use Harvey to show the world its lobbying system, just to say the truth or the interests? Film Academy needs a scum like Harvey to show the value of the old men in the Academy.

In the grey corner of the American entertainment industry, where the male xing is highly weighted, female xing practitioners are used as accessories and tools to achieve dominance for some psychological and behavioral satisfaction. A lot of people are enjoying the benefits of this superior power, protecting the rules of the game, and, to be perfectly clear, Andy is one of them.

Hollywood itself is a place of fame, a temple in the hearts of beautiful girls all over the world who dream of becoming stars, and its rules of the game are that fame is everything, and brilliance prevails over everything.

Early in Hollywood, the "Red Sofa” was unannounced, and sitting on the sofa represented a willingness to accept additional compensation for those in power, a rule of the game in which the whole of Hollywood's powerful people were a part, protected by the rules of the game, and Andy was also a member of the powerful, who also needed to protect them.

Pete also reported on the operation of the weekly and daily newspapers. Overall, although they are not yet comparable to the New York Times, the Wall Street Journal, there have been significant advances in radiation areas and daily sales, and they have been struggling long since they took over.

After another chat, Andy and Pete Kaplan walked out of the office together, and before Andy left the newspaper, he went to Blake to take a cover photo of the scene and saw her showing her youth and vibrancy in the lens, not standing around with a smile.

Blackleaflet's agent and assistant arrived a long time ago and made a phone call to Blackby, who was taking pictures, before leaving.

The next day, he was still in the New York observer's lounge.

“Lipton, your personality is really not for the entertainment industry, you don't want to talk, you want to do anything low-key...” Andy stood on the carpet, dressed and helpless, while Lipton Maester, who had no LV on his wound, and the redness and laziness on her sweet face showed that Andy had worked very hard on her before.

“Ever since I became Queen B, it's hard to keep a low profile, wherever I go I have paparazzi, there's no private space at all, it's funny to think, I used to be ridiculed for my outfits, now, God, I don't know that I actually became a fashion bishop, every time I went out to wear clothes and makeup, my hair became the subject of magazine headlines, I just wanted to shoot and sing. ”

Climbed up without a scratch, wounded, raised her arms to bring her long red brown hair back to her head, tied her head with a rope, and turned into a hairbrush, displaying her clean, flawless skin and fascinating curves in Andy's eyes like substance.

Andy walked up and held her slender waist with his hands, lowering his head and laughing: "How childish! No contest with the world, it's too casual, you have to learn more from Blake, the first season is over, the four fashion weeks are about to start, some big show invitations must attend, and the magazine cover shooting, increased exposure, didn't you hire an image designer, the fashion bishop will have the fashion bishop Fan, don't stay at home all day, don't dress up when out of the street, don't do what xing does, show you and me more boldness and frenzy when you roll, with this sweet face, I don't think anyone will love you! ”

Lipton ignored Andy's habit of Xing's untruthfulness, his sweet face showing a slight smile, his hair tied, his toes lifted, his arms wrapped around Andy's neck, and kissed him on his lips and said, "So do you like my quiet look, or do you like my" x "look? ”

“Bang!”

“What a little monster JING, I love it, especially when you're hightide. Oh, my God, it's so HUN, it can't stop!” Andy had an infinite look on his face, saying things that accelerated Lipton's heartbeat.

“You, are greedy! Okay, let go, I'm gonna take a shower.” Lipton smiled with a sweet smile on his face, patting himself around his sturdy arms and smiling delicacies.

Andy let go, Lipton turned around into the bathroom, followed her, leaned back against the door frame, listened to the noisy shower, looked at the big girl who started flushing her body and said with a smile: "Hasn't your mother bothered you any more lately? ”

“Well, by the way, it's fortunate to hear that you joined your brokerage firm, so I knew that all the money she had spent on my brother over the years had been diverted, and it really pissed me off... ”

Andy listened to Lipton, and he had to shake his head. Lipton didn't have much affection with the mother who had her born in jail to sell drugs, but somehow, Lipton let her fellow mothers be her two-year broker, and the monthly medical expenses used to pay for her brother's illness were diverted, not because he listened to Andy and signed into his new power brokerage company. Lipton didn't know when to find out, but the problem was that her brother's illness might get worse.

Now that it was discovered that Lipton, a strong girl since childhood, was sad and Andy had cried, and after her emotions had broken out, Lipton had rudely kicked her mother out of the apartment, and her mother had tried to cheat on Lisa, and Lipton had told her cold that if she continued to get involved, she would go to court, which scared the mother who still liked to abuse drugs and had no affection at all.

Brush--

Andy stood behind Lipton, helped her pull the zipper of her dress, Lipton tied the patent leather belt in her waist, opened her hair, shook her head down, let the reddish brown curly skin spread out, opened her fingers, combed along her hair, turned left and right in front of the cap mirror and looked, Andy walked out of the lounge together, Lipton sat quietly and gracefully in the chair, Andy opened the door lock, opened a door, sat back in the boss chair, laughed and took a credit card out of the drawer, pushed it in front of Lipton, frowned, and said in a question: "I'm not going to make my woman's life difficult, you don't get paid enough, I told you, since it's my woman, then all I have to do is take care of her beauty. ”

Lipton shrugged, smiled lightly, no correction, his little hand picked up the bank card on the table, opened the handbag and put it in, laughing: “Finally, you don't have to be sad about the money, roll, you can be lazy, OK, I'm going down to do an interview... ”

Andy laughed with satisfaction. Lipton Maester was a girl struggling from the bottom up to this point. To be honest, she was really lucky to meet Andy again at her most tempting age. With Andy, the big tree she could rely on, there was nothing else to worry about.