American Fortune Life
Chapter 1048: Nice to meet you, please take care!
Now Taylor, almost perfectly, explains the sweet, fresh, innocent, beautiful girl's style.
For Andy, Taylor was also one of the few favorite female singers of his past life.
As a half-way milk powder, she is naturally attracted to Taylor. Especially since she lived and escaped during the red period and before she left the village, she is a fairy!
I have to say, her long red lips are really appealing.
For Andy, naturally, the pigs of the heavenly creatures don't eat the ginseng fruit as much as they eat...
Well, Andy would love to eat directly, but the decision to open a copy may be a little underestimated, possibly due to lack of preparation.
To be honest, he can be very responsible for saying that Taylor's copy will definitely be killed by him in seconds until he blows up, so the work on the second mini album is in a hurry and will definitely have to be interrupted for a few days.
In response, when she first met Little Andy, Taylor immediately became like a frightened kitten with almost frightened numb claws, and her facial loss prevented Andy from continuing to open the refreshing copy.
In a luxury room in the Little Versailles Palace, Andy, not inching lv, was helpless, watching Tyler shivering like a little white sheep, knowing that today's new copy could not be opened.
You can't scare her...
I had to bow my head to Taylor's ear and start bargaining. With Andy's demands, my pretty face was almost burned to death by Taylor's shame. However, under Andy's constant threat, Shame Yu's dead Taylor could only bite Red Chun, almost with the consent of her two-eyed mother-in-law.
Finally, under Andy's concession and threat, Tui's 10,000-year-old white sheep finally chose to try to convince Xiao Andy, who met for the first time today, that the process of persuasion was difficult, but there was a very satisfying opening for Andy.
Andy had a full body, a smile on his face almost as bright as London's sunshine, leaning against the door frame of the bathroom, watching his teeth brush and mouthwash, and Taylor Swift with numb claws.
“That's it, you get to know each other twice in a lifetime, you always have to learn something new... ”
“Snoring...” Taylor's eyes fogged up, and Red yan's face stared at Andy with a disgraceful expression and continued to rinse his mouth.
Over the next period of time, after a short period of embarrassment, of course, it was mainly because Taylor's face was a little thin, and the two were getting tired of each other, and it seemed that a new breakthrough had been made in the relationship and Taylor's level of tiredness had risen again.
If her mother hadn't called, Taylor would have almost forgotten about going home in the dark.
When Andy walked out of the Little Versailles Palace with a sweet smile on his face and sat in the car, he persevered and dragged Andy into the car and started embracing Wen...
Already coming home from work, Andy's little assistant, who was standing side by side with a smile and a constant wave of hands, couldn't help but whisper. Tory was absolutely ungrateful for Taylor's arrogant dead girl. Especially before, this dead girl even sneaked up on her eyebrows and looked at her with a provocative look in her eyes.
After dinner, Andy completed a workout arranged for him by the old coach, and some lazy soaked up in a hot, super big bathtub, closing his eyes.
And the little assistant in the bathtub was washing Andy's body by lifting the water and looking at the Devil King's relaxed expression, he asked softly: "Boss, you need to pay attention and tell Taylor, after all, she hasn't taken off the girl's heart xing, easily and unintentionally. ”
“Hmm?” Andy, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes slightly and looked at the little assistant sitting in the bathtub in a white camisole dress, his mouth curled slightly, then closed his eyes, his head resting on the customized edge of the bathtub, and smiled slightly: "Do you think she's the kind of silly, white, sweet girl? ”
“If not, you should be more careful...” The little assistant glistened in his eyes and continued to climb the eye canal.
“Oh, what, did she offend you? ”
“Ah? Cough, she... How could she offend me? I was just worried that she wouldn't pay attention to nonsense. By the way, isn't she the one who likes to write everyday songs... ”
He couldn't help but smoke the corner of Andy's mouth with his eyes closed. He wasn't worried that Taylor would write nonsense, but there were two or three songs she wrote recently that really were about her inner love feelings and Andy's process of getting along.
If this is published, the bright eye will know that the girl is in love as soon as she sees it properly, but it's lucky that Andy put it down. To be honest, the song "BeautifulEyes" as a mini second theme singing song, the content is already very vague.
Looking at the Lord's slightly wrinkled eyebrows, his assistant was like a little fox who had eaten grapes. "Dead girl, make you arrogant, wait, hum, don't fall into my hands. ”
Andy naturally doesn't know his little assistant's inner activities, but he really needs to remind Taylor that, although he knows that Taylor is a smart girl, and he can even say that she was born for mixed entertainment, it's inevitable that she won't neglect anything, such as sharing something with a good friend, which Andy can't guarantee.
Pasadena, Los Angeles, is 15 kilometers north of old downtown Los Angeles, famous for its annual Rose Bowl, and home to some Caltech universities.
Since Incotec's headquarters followed the acquisition of Bank of India's headquarters building, Andy's focus has shifted here, and every morning with the propeller sounds of the helicopter, Incotec employees will know their big boss is at work.
In the office, Andy hung his suit on the hanger, reached out and loosened the tie around his neck, walked behind the desk, sat on the boss's chair, and began to look over the summary briefing that had been placed on the table.
“Knock, knock...”
The office door was pushed open, red, and the skin-moisturizing assistant smiled and walked in with a cup of hot coffee on her waist.
“Boss, coffee. ”
Andy didn't lift his head, either. ”
“There are no arrangements in the morning, but at 2.30pm a think tank will report to you on pending assets of some banks... ”
“Well, I get it. Okay, let's get out of here.” Andy glanced up at his assistant last night, held up his hand and blew a few cups of coffee, sipped a sip and continued his work.
Andy's side is going well, the bank consolidation is done, the operation is basically back on track, many of the old customers are back, and when they see these familiar faces that entertain them, knowing that none of the familiar bank employees have been laid off because of the bank's collapse, they are very happy for the employees of the bank. Especially since the new bank still has higher interest rates than the other banks, offering more friendly services and giving them more confidence in the boss's replacement with Andy Smith, the super-rich new bank.
But he's happy on his side, and some people don't, like Paulson, the U.S. Treasurer, like Bernanke, who's been waiting for Andy Smith to finish the bank thing and call them to fulfill that verbal deal, just to make them sad, the bastard seems to have forgotten them, or thrown them all aside.