American Fortune Life
Chapter 741: Fueled Rockets and Sweeps
“Hoo--”
Andy hung up the phone, breathed a heavy cloud, licked his somewhat dry mouth chun with a bitter smile, stood up and walked into the black fridge in the corner of the study to pick up a can of beer and open it for drinking.
“Ahhh.”
The cool feeling made Andy sigh soothingly, and the gourmet Cai Lan said that both men and beasts share the same satisfaction when swallowing food and are the most comfortable and happy moments.
To think of it, Andy couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. For this talented old man, Andy had read his books in his previous life, and he also admired some of the things he had said.
Like, "Marriage system, I don't know who came up with it. It was supposed to come up with by someone with a weak ability to xing. People with bad brains come up with it. If the natural person xing, if you are very capable, you will have several more partners, and this should be the same thing from primitive society to the present...
Marry if you have the ability, most afraid that you will not have the ability, and still think, and even more afraid that someone won't even think about it. You want more partners, you work hard, you think, you progress, you make a little more money, you think, not you can't... ”
Andy's sleepiness was also stirred up by the Cypriot king who knocked over the vinegar bar. He put her to sleep with a song, but he got up, poured a few sips, and drank all of his beer.
“Click."
Squeezing the canister, he threw it exactly in the trash can beside him and walked back to the desk with another can, "Find someone who loves you more, you love her, don't. You love her, you have a weakness, you're vulnerable, because if you listen to her, if she loves you, you're strong.” Mumbling in his mouth, Andy shook his mouse a few times and began to browse the information on the major websites.
Undoubtedly, the Rocket team's official website has been the most lively lately, and fans are looking forward to being the owners of Andy, the big, well-paid boss, who hasn't disappointed the fans.
Though Andy doesn't know how Morley and Bob Morse operate, with the addition of Big Ben, the rockets have the trio of Yao, Uncle Mu and Big Ben, as well as the accession of Chancey Billups, which completely detonated Houston and started collectively hitting the Heavenly Dynasty Basketball Forum, and the Bad Boys Corps landed on Houston in the air, which was a glimpse of the wind trying to take away the three giants of the Green Army.
And then the other day, just before the start of the new season, the New York Knicks bought the contract, and Big Brother Fur and the Rocket team signed a new contract, which was most touching to the fans of Big Brother Fur in Houston.
In fact, Andy was also a pretty pathetic guy for Big Brother Fu, because of his photo brush, Dayao was chosen as a rocket and was able to quickly stand on the rocket team; and precisely because of Big Yao's excellence, Big Brother Fu went from not selling to trading chips.
Of course, the relationship between Dayao and Boss Fu was unclear to anyone, it was speculative, and the reality felt a little bit like Rosenmen. Rosenmen: Say something, the truth is unknown.
Anyway, Houston's fans are high and unwanted. The other NBA teams are a little numb for this monstrous rocket team right now. After all, Changlu's ball control is one of the best in the league. Dayao also welcomes a very powerful replacement, which allows more time to rest.
Old Nelson's bullshit place is that he has enough prestige and seniority to deter these big stars. Maddie, who was originally a dead fish eye, doesn't have a big boss. Old Nelson easily controls the dressing room. Although Maddie is still the nominal team boss, there is only one voice now, and that's Old Nelson's.
To be honest, Andy was a little worried at first that Big Ben and Changlu, the two bad boys' regiments, would take power in the dressing room. After all, this is part of the NBA culture, and it would split the team, and now it seems a little redundant to worry about.
But that's okay, there are two bad guys, Changlu and Ben, at least his rocket team players won't be bullied, after all, all these brain-filled guys are more assholes, and Dayao... Maddie's personality, to get him to show up, is amazing.
Looking at the comments area on the Rocket team's website, Andy was a bit of a cry, but it was a compliment to his boss.
“Hey, we're rockets, come join us, we have the perfect knife! ”
“ Andy, honey, where are you... Get me some water... ”
Andy was watching the makeup, hearing Ivana's voice in silence, hurrying to get up and open the door, and hearing Ivana's already a little dull, responded immediately: "Okay, I'll get it for you right away... ”
“Here, honey... Drink slowly.” Andy returned to the bedroom with a glass of ice water, reached up and held Ivana in a quilt, sat beside her and handed her the cup.
“Hoo-hoo ~ I'm thirsty, I just reached out and felt an empty spot before I realized you weren't around. ”
Andy smiled and picked up the cup, turned around and put it on the nightstand, took off his nightgown, ripped open his quilt and drilled in, reached over Ivana's hot ni's delicate smile: “Just picked up a call, Moray asked me if I had time to watch the game on the 31st. It was a coincidence that we were having a party in Miami on November 1st, the previous afternoon at the Rocket Squad Away Challenging the Lakers of Los Angeles, or should we go to Miami after the game? ”
Originally torn apart by her boyfriend, Ivana had a slight glimmer of sleep, but was soon replaced by a hawk and hardship, hugging Andy's waist tight, the long tui pressed on Andy, adjusting his head a few times, more comfortable pillows on Andy's arm, lazy words.
“Well, get out of the gym and put your private plane on standby, we'll head straight to the airport, but five hours of flight time, three hours of jet lag, almost before midnight, ho ho ho ~ just fine... Take a night off. ”
Andy lowered his head and kissed Ivana with a clear, fragrant blonde hair. He was also beaten by her arrogance, slowly closing his eyes.
October 30th afternoon, West Hollywood.
“Honey, how about you look at one? ”
Ivana is wearing a skinny floral, half-sleeved long skirt swinging around, showing off to her boyfriend for advice.
“Not bad, the white cake skirt before, the white half sleeve suit and shorts, the star strap, the rou pink sequin high waist bundle belly skirt are all good for you. ”
Andy is not bored by the fact that he has visited several shops, that Ivana has tried on almost Chanel, and that Louis Vuitton and Elizabeth have specially transferred all the new, eye-catching one-piece dresses from Spring/Summer 08.
Women, shopping, that's a gift that has been written in women's genes since ancient times, is also their responsibility and division of labor, so women shopping is natural, can't be stopped, besides, if even this requirement can't be met, why do men make money?
Standing in wait for Ivana's Chanel resident designer, his face was almost full of smiles, and the nice long women shopkeepers looked at Ivana jealously walking into the fitting room, glancing at Andy when nobody noticed.
Ivana came out dressed, handed the dress in her hand to the designer, and said, "Thank you for bringing me these clothes. Wrap them up for me. ”
Ivana finished, Andy sitting on the couch, dropped his curly Erlang leg, pulled a credit card out of his pants pocket, and handed it to the woman next to him...
“Put it in the back car first, it can't be put down anymore...” The bodyguard spoke to the three shopkeepers who were walking towards the middle of the car with the big bag, pressed the remote control in their hand, slowly opened the trunk of Khaled, and the shopkeepers put a bag size in the trunk.
And the paparazzi who had been outside the door were busy taking pictures with their cameras in their arms. This afternoon, a couple of copies were swept up in West Hollywood. According to information received, Ivana had contacted the brands the day before, transferring the latest spring/summer fashion from '08 to West Hollywood.
“Well, honey, I'll just bring those new Gucci pieces, or are those in my house more comfortable, fabric ruan.” Andy wanted to keep sweeping for Ivana, which he wasn't interested in. After all, his suit, his shirt, and some pure cotton T-shirts, the fabric was custom-made and all he wanted was a skin comforter.
As for the new ones from these big brands, although the colors are good, Andy has strict requirements for the texture of the fabrics, but he doesn't have much of a cold, and most of the petroleum products are fabrics that he rejects.
Big purchases are due to Miami's top summit, half of the participants are at the helm of the media empire, naturally they don't play any secret gatherings, all have their own media representatives scattered in the venue town to report, Andy Newsweek and New York observers will have senior journalists, naturally because Andy is the big boss, no media invited by the boss certainly don't have this opportunity, after all, to ensure the security of the venue.
You know, Bill Gates, Warren Buffett, Paul, Jobs, Murdoch, Andy, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
Of course, it was the puppies who had been following the two of them, watching Ivana sweep a lot of new summer '08 fashions, speculating about this for their food and clothes parents going on a vacation in the tropics, a fire surrounded by walking out Andy and Ivana asking for a destination.