American Fortune Life

Andy looked at what was in the e-mail, and he couldn't help but laugh, and these so-called Gaul rooster politics JING britishes are just scum, sucking DUs, illegal xing, extortion, corruption, all kinds of chaos parties, all kinds of stealing qing chopping tui, which is really French.

After watching some, Andy lost interest in watching. As for the rhythms of the incumbent President Old Sa, he was even less interested. Stealing qing or something in France was nothing. Even if it were the President, the French would just shrug over and they would be more interested in stealing the details of qing.

That's right, that's the French.

Unlike some English-speaking countries, where the public is concerned about the family affairs of leaders and fears of miscalculation of national events due to the breakdown of marriage or the break-up of girlfriends, the French are tolerant of politicians' scandals because of a deep-rooted perception that the strict privacy laws of France entrench, and the public's right to know ends at the door of the bedroom.

But those other elements are a bit deadly. It doesn't matter to the French, but if it's against the law, corruption doesn't matter. It's a matter of minutes to overthrow these politicians.

Andy squinted his eyes and smashed his mouth a few times before picking up the phone and dialing back.

“Mathis, you will now edit the contents of this notebook into a special edition for submission to Headquarters for global publication, but first omit the key names of the serious violations of corruption, illegal xing, and replace them with letters.

As for the rhythm of Old Sa, the plastic surgery of former President Theon, and the personal life of former Prime Minister Leonel, it can be revealed in detail. ”

“Understood, boss. I personally participated in the writing.” Mathis didn't ask stupid 13 why, he didn't need to know what the boss thought, he just had to do what the boss asked him to do, which is why he was able to sit on the throne of the editor-in-chief of France for two consecutive big upheavals in Newsweek, which of course had nothing to do with the perfect completion of Monica Belucci's ex-husband chase.

After Andy was satisfied with the compliment, he ended the call and called Grandpa Smith. The key to why he didn't turn on the opening cloth at once was that a lot of it was a political resource. Although it didn't help him, it was useful for old Smith, who was a cunning old traitor.

“Grandpa, I'll send you an e-mail later to see if it helps you...” After that, Andy hung up and sent out the mail.

After about 15 minutes, the phone call came back, and old Smith laughed and asked where the content had come from. After all, Andy was a businessman in the first place, and even if the French political earthquake opened the cannon with no consequences, Andy and his company would be completely the object of French envy.

Transnational dealers, regardless of the local political environment, were simply floating with money, and Andy was not stunned and would ignore the mess unless he wanted to abandon the French market completely.

In the afternoon, Auston, who came home from work, was greeted more enthusiastically by Li Wanqing, which made Auston feel a little surprised. He walked his wife through the porch and went back to the living room. He saw his cheap son lying on the couch like a big master, holding a plate of fruit and watching TV as he ate. For him to come home, he just glanced at him, then greeted him lightly and continued to watch TV.

Auston frowned and just wanted to say something. Li Wanqing gently helped him take off his suit. Then they kissed each other tirelessly and laughed: “Okay, go wash up and eat soon. ”

Watching Auston walk into the bathroom in disgust, Li Wanqing walked over to the couch in disgust and poked Andy's forehead, "Your attitude is a real problem. ”

“Cough, I really don't have much to talk about with him, even if there is, when you're not talking, you quarrel. Mom, do you think he's jealous of me? ”

“Pfft -”

“Giggle... It really pisses you off.” Li Wanqing was also laughed at, but his eyes turned into lunar teeth and walked into the kitchen laughing.

Andy shrugged, he had no psychological burden in sending someone to stare at his own father. Tsk, he had a responsibility to make cheap dad a good husband, let alone allow others to destroy his family, and after all, he had to go on a political journey, not to fall on a woman who didn't care.

Rich dinner, a family of three, and as long as Auston doesn't provoke, Andy will naturally have nothing to do with finding an atmosphere that spoils the joy of home.

“What happened to your merger with NBC Worldwide? What are the odds of success? Now it's like a lot of people in the party are concerned about this question, and in the meantime, I'm getting bored.” Asking helplessly, Auston forked a piece of beef to his mouth.

“Huh.” Andy smiled slightly and was defeated by Li Wanqing's white eyes, which only said: “Almost, they also wanted to be blind. Even if I joined NBC, it would not be possible to stand up for such a party. I do not want to lose the audience of Donkey Party supporters, and I will not do anything to my detriment. ”

Auston shook his head without a word, but to Andy's account, he was convinced that it was naturally more important to be a family than an elephant party.

“When it comes to the White House meeting tomorrow morning, I look forward to it, and I think the look on my little flying shoes and flying fish's face when they shake hands is going to be wonderful, so...” Li Wanqing couldn't help but smile.

Auston and Andy shook their eyebrows at the same time, and to be honest, they were expecting that, too, but as presidents, they still had a lot of little flying shoes and shouldn't do anything embarrassing to fly fish.

During the Olympic Games, just as Washington was privately known, little flying shoes, knowing that Barbara, 26, intended to choose Phelps, 23, as her boyfriend, personally offered to congratulate and “incidentally” introduce her daughter to Barbara as her "bride”.

Unfortunately, the flying fish did not choose his daughter Barbara as their girlfriend, but the former California Yards as their girlfriend, which left the father and daughter of the little flying shoes in ruins. When he saw the flying fish tomorrow, he was happy to have ghosts.

“Mom, you can take a picture of the faces of the two of them by then, and I'm sure it'll be very interesting.” Andy encouraged.

“I took the DV shoot, and it was like...” Li Wanqing smiled badly.

Auston's mouth is full of crap, he has nothing to say to these two, but tomorrow at the White House, on the South Lawn, he will meet with the American Olympic and Paralympic delegations and their families, with a size of five or six hundred people, taking pictures or anything, should be fine.

After dinner, Andy spent a little coffee with his parents and was ready to go out after a chat.

“Where are you going this time of year?” Li Wanqing opened his suit for him and put it on. He frowned and asked.

Auston was also blindfolded and stared at his son, who was very clear that he was not an oil-saving lamp.

“Isn't the Olympic delegation here? I'm going to meet the old coach, grab the uniform I'm wearing tomorrow when I'm at the White House, have a drink and talk to some friends, you don't have to wait for me, I'll hold the keys and I'll open the door myself.” Andy smiled and patted Li Wanqing as he explained.

“Don't drink too much, come back early.” Li Wanqing was concerned to send Andy to his door, hugging Auston, watching his son get in the car. Seven or eight bodyguards just got into the car. Four black SUVs with shiny streetlights illuminated and red taillights left.

“What a big row!” Auston held Li Wanqing as he turned around and walked home, whispering in the gutter.

“Giggle... If you want, I'll tell my son to arrange a few more bodyguards for you. After all, there have been more protest rallies lately.” Li Wanqing blinked his eyes a few times. The more inventive his eyes became, he suggested.

“No, Hank alone is enough.” Astonished and refused, Hank was his driver and bodyguard, a member of the Smith family, who had served in the Delta.

“Oh, better be careful, you have a billionaire son after all.” Li Wanqing didn't force herself. Anyway, she knew someone was following him in the dark all day. She herself had been protected by two female bodyguards from her son a long time ago.