American Fortune Life
Chapter 702: Men Want Them
“Are you sure you don't want to go to London with me?” Andy smiled and looked around with a spoon of soup in his mouth, making a messy little Deva, glancing at Monica across the street and asking.
“No, I've been in Paris with you for two more days. If I go to London with you again, even a fool can guess our relationship. I'm tired of being chased by the paparazzi. I'll go to Los Angeles after I finish your ad for Spades A... ”
Monica chewed on the food, her black hair grew long and her eyes glanced white at the little man, although she was very satisfied during this time, but this little man had too many figurines, and the taste - almost inevitably came over and over again, and the torsion was endless.
“Hey, I wanted to take you to my team game.” Andy shrugged down his shoulder and said with a very sorry look.
“I'm a Perugia fan...” Monica said faintly.
“I'm your fan!” Andy said with a serious eye on Monica.
The more beautiful and reddish the face revealed a smile, did not care at all about the little man's smile, as if everything should be so ordinary, the side face with an elongated high foot cup, bright red lips clasped the cup mouth, slightly lifted arms, champagne entrance.
“You made a good deal and this champagne tastes really good. ”
“Oh, of course, my investment has never failed, and not this time, you see, since the day of the takeover when I told the press that you would be the spokesperson for Spades A champagne, the brand's visibility has opened up in Europe?” Andy laughed proudly.
Yes, the Spades A champagne was bought all day by Andy with a secret formula of 9.5 million euros, and Katier's father and son were naturally left behind, after all, as winemakers, and under the agreement, once they left Spades A, they would not be allowed to enter the brewing industry for five years, and there were other restrictions.
Andy also treated them very well. After all, it was a place where I worked my whole life. It was really hard to leave, so it was a very pleasant choice to stay.
Once the acquisition was complete, Andy started his prepared marketing program, and Monica's public "ghost" appeared with a golden bottle of Spades A champagne, which the Italian National Treasure Goddess would endorse as the gossip spread to the world, followed by rumours.
This cheap thing can't naturally be handed over to someone else. For a mature woman like Monica, Andy never thought of giving her a bank card, because that would most likely screw things up, so Andy couldn't do this woman any harm, and had to find another way.
“You are the spokesperson, didn't you send you 30 bottles? Drink it and send it to you.” Andy doesn't care.
“Well, I'm meeting Sophie, and I'll give her a couple of bottles. I like the mixed pink bottles, and I think Sophie will like them too. ”
When he heard Monica, Andy had to pick his eyebrows and ask, "Sophie Marzo? ”
“Hmm?” Monica said softly, looking at Andy's face, looking at the little man with a smile and a faint smile. “What, is she your goddess too? ”
“Cough...” Andy was a little faint with Monica's weird eyes, pretending to look like a possible expression: “I haven't seen much of her movie, not even the goddess. ”
“Ha ~ So I met a fan like you who thinks about his idol or is it something to be happy about?” Monica punched a haha and smiled ridiculously at the corner of her mouth. She didn't believe this little bastard. The longer she stayed with Andy, the more she found out that this guy had a very morbid conquest of yu, otherwise she wouldn't have made some zishi to humiliate her.
And because of that, age and all that has become insignificant to him, he's a dangerous little bastard. But it is precisely because of his indiscretion and arrogance that he has a very fascinating temperament. Of course, that self-confidence, the maturity and stability of his age, genius are all irresistible traits of women.
“No, no, you're the only one here with me! It's all my fantasies as a teenager, you're a flame to me, and I need to depress my inner YW all the time, because when I see you, I want to...” Andy's expression became very serious, saying that Monica saw the familiar heat in his eyes.
Brilliant smile, all kinds of flair. Monica wiped her daughter Deva's mouth with a napkin and grabbed a glass and Andy touched it, laughing: "Cheers for the boy's dream! ”
Andy came out with a black line on his forehead, his mouth unnaturally pulled and he drank the champagne from the glass.
“Sophie is a very egotistical person, and she doesn't mind what happens when the injuries of her past make her live so free of sex that she doesn't want to miss too much of the fun she can have in life and give her a hint of a good feeling...” Monica picked the eyebrows and said softly, staring at Andy's changing expression.
Andy shrugged his shoulders uncomfortably and was not really interested in Sophie Maso as a woman. Especially when he saw that she had chosen to deliberately walk through the red carpet for two consecutive years, the goddess was greatly discounted, and he didn't care about Monica's test.
“Let's be serious.” Andy interrupted Monica's conversation and whispered, "I'm leaving Paris tomorrow, shall we celebrate tonight? ”
Monica thought he was really going to say something serious, but when she heard the last sentence, she was just pissed off, “Get lost ~”
“Cough... ”
After dinner, Andy sent Monica's mother and daughter home, waved goodbye, drove back to the Four Seasons Hotel, couldn't help it, there was so much tail behind them, wanted to get some intimate photos of Andy and Monica, speculated to increase sales, so the two of them would bring their own paparazzi skills wherever they went for two days.
At 4: 00 in the morning, Andy opened her sleepy eyes, rubbed her hands, beat a lag, looked down at Monica lying in the curve of her arm, kissed her hair over her head, carefully took out her arms, lifted the blanket, and started wearing clothes through the dusk lights.
“What time is it?” Monica sounded a little dull and let Andy stay in motion, looking back with apologies, the blanket sliding down and the lazy beauty showing the perfect scenery.
“I'm sorry I woke you up. Go back to sleep.” In the talking room, Andy was dressed and walked to the edge, bowed down and kissed Monica wen, "I called you in London, I'll see you in Los Angeles. ”
“Well, then be careful.” Monica was a little reluctant and eager to give the little man away, but she was so sour, sleepy and tired that she couldn't help herself. Last night the two of them tortured too much and she was a little overwhelmed.
Andy nodded and kissed again a little, which straightened his body, took his hood and walked out of the room. The bodyguards had waited long enough to take the elevator straight to the underground parking lot and quietly left a hotel near Monica's house.
“Ha, ha, ha.”
Little assistant Tory Blake looked a little speechless at even beating up the Great Demon King, he really couldn't spit. Is it true that the flowers in the house don't smell like wildflowers? Women of that age, the Great Demon King eats yummy flavors, it really makes people not know what to say.
She's not a fool. When Monica showed up, she guessed the truth. After all, according to the Devil's piss xing, she would never let this kind of woman go. Look at the look of the Italian goddess. It's like a woman who's been divorced for more than a month. It's like eating too much and being overnourished. Raise your hands and throw your hands at the sao.
The plane from Paris to London went to bed, and if it wasn't for the meeting, the Great Demon King should be in his bedroom by now.
“Coffee, boss.” Tory brought his second cup of coffee to Andy, who was looking over the financial statements, and then stood behind him very consciously and started massaging the Great Demon King.
“Mm-hmm.” Andy leaned back on the chair, picked up the coffee, blew it, took a sip, smashed it in the mouth, "a little bitter. ”
“It's refreshing. You have a meeting later... ”
When he heard the assistant, Andy nodded and drank the cup of coffee shortly after, "Take you to White Deer Lane this afternoon to watch the game against Vera. ”
There was also a little depressing assistant, leaving the smile like a flower, massage harder, you know, to better serve the Great Demon King, but she had reported that the massage class had studied deliberately, the technique was still very good.