American Fortune Life

18th morning, Los Angeles.

The convoy passed through the city, Andy looked down the street through the windows, and the homeless camp lined up and frowned slightly.

With the financial crisis further exacerbating, the number of homeless people in Los Angeles has increased dramatically, and many middle-class people have joined the ranks of homeless people. Higher-educated people, such as lawyers, company owners and interns, have recently become homeless and depend on government relief for their livelihoods.

Can you imagine 78,000 homeless people occupying some streets and building tent areas in some PR areas?

Heaven or hell?

Andy shook his head helplessly and the convoy quickly crossed downtown Greater Los Angeles to Beverly Hills in Midtown.

In the Little Versailles Palace, Andy did not make more stops, but flew to the Mountain Sea Estate in an already waiting helicopter. There was no way, either himself or Charlize Cylon, to be chased by the paparazzi. Especially now that they had children, Cypriot became the most valuable news spot in the eyes of these paparazzi. As long as they were able to capture the 'father of the child', they would be rich.

Trouble is trouble, when exposed, Nimma Xiao dishes.

At Mountain Sea Estate, Charlize randomly tied her hair into a hairbrush, a silver-grey vest, a fat mother's pants, some disoriented reclining on the sofa in the living room watching TV, and Gdasselon was teasing Little Laura.

When Andy walked in, Cyrus just glanced at him and greeted him casually.

“What's wrong with you? What are you looking like?” Andy took off his suit and handed it to the maid, walked over to the couch and greeted Gdasselon, leaned down and raised his face to the Cypriot prince Wen, stretched out his hand to touch her cheek and asked with concern.

“It's still a sleep problem and I have to feed NAI, so I don't dare take sleeping pills at all, these days are driving me crazy.” Charlize looked a little ugly and frowned, "he said.

Andy was also a frown, and he knew that Charlize and Gdasselon beside him both had sleep problems, had long been dependent on drugs, and that Charlize had spent five or six years relying on Big Ma, which if he hadn't been with him, he would have been strangled, and might have eaten sometime.

“Later, go back to your room and I'll give you a massage to see if it works.” Andy frowned and cared.

However, the Emperor misunderstood him. He did not look at him well, but a hint of melancholy appeared between his eyebrows. Andy knew that she had misunderstood her own good intentions, opened her mouth, shook her head and smiled, and did not explain it again.

Coming to Little Laura, watching her grin because of her arrival, limbs slipping, giggling, Andy drowning, holding Little Laura up, kissing her face a few times, teasing her to laugh.

“Why did you come back all of a sudden?” Charlize lay on his side, holding his head with his hands, looking at the look of the two fathers and daughters' intimacy, his mouth slightly curled, curious to ask.

“Tomorrow, the President * * * is going to visit Tesla, and I have to let go of my creations, fly back, and prepare to receive him...” Andy smiled at Little Laura, looking at Charlize and explaining, when Little Laura's little hand grabbed his mouth chun, giggling and grabbing his mouth hard.

Charlize just glanced, nodded, and watched as Andy kept slapping his little hand on his cheek in Andy's arms and said, "In a few days, I'll take little Laura to Houston. ”

Andy naturally knew what César was doing in Houston, and the family had long wanted to meet little Laura, who was going to meet Grandpa's Lavender Farm and Andy's family this time.

“Is the movie finished?” Andy kissed Wen with his little Laura's delicate little hand, some of which he couldn't spell out.

“Well, my show's killing me, but I have to go into the shed in November to do some special effects. Come on, don't keep making her laugh, Mom. Take little Laura out to sunbathe.” Cyrus listened to little Laura giggling and some frowning white Andy said.

Andy smiled and handed Little Laura over to Gerda Cylon, then sat next to Cyrus and opened her cheeks with a low hairline. “I haven't slept well lately, it's not because of the 3 million spokesperson fee, is it exasperating? ”

When I heard Andy whisper, Charlize snorted, a little angry: “They touched the Hollywood rules, I'd like to see who else will be their spokesperson in the future... “

“Oh, come on, although we can drag it, but it's not worth mobilizing for 3 million people. Once in court, it takes a lot of proof. Some people and brands won't necessarily wear Hollywood's paid clothes off. By then, it will have some impact on your reputation. And, through this, you should also be cautious when signing endorsement contracts. Twice in breach, you can reconcile. It's already a satisfactory solution, and the other party knows it. “

Andy grinned and soothed some of Charlize's little depression, lifting her up and walking upstairs.

Charlize's cheeks were brilliant with a glance at Andy. "You bastard, you're not really going to toss me right now, are you? ”

“Ha - what do you think? I said massage is very serious, although I can massage you both inside and outside.” Andy frowned and smiled.

Charlize looked at Andy with a disdainful look in his mouth and threw up: “I don't believe you. I'm not gonna move anyway... ”

“Isn't that a dead fish? Oops... It's no fun, cough... Don't pinch it.” Andy was annoyed and angry with the Cypriot, who was both elbow-busted and pinched, making his teeth grin a little.

“I said, you have to react! ”

“I'm a dead fish... ”

“Goddamn, you're blushing. You're not gonna have fun like that, are you? ”

“Ah, oh...”

“fxxk! Fucking bitch, you brought this on yourself. If you can do it, you keep holding it! ”

I'm a dead fish dividing line... and I'm a dead fish dividing line.

In the afternoon, Andy fell asleep in his arms, still wrapped tightly around his Cypriot arm and long tui, carefully moved away, lifted the quilt, went down, helped her cover, picked up shorts from the floor and put them on, picked up the robe beside him, opened the door with his hands and feet, and walked out.

Downstairs, in the luxurious ground floor lobby, only the maid was cleaning and watching Andy come down, hurrying to say hello, and soon a maid came with a cup of coffee and put it in front of Andy sitting on the couch.

“Get me something to eat.” Andy took a small sip of coffee and said.

“Yes, sir, just a moment. ”

Watching the maid turn around and leave, Andy sips a cup of coffee, turns around and looks out the window, on the lawn of the estate, Gedda is pushing the stroller for a walk, and after his thoughtful and diligent blind ‘massage’, Charlize quickly falls asleep.

So, what kind of stubborn sleep problem is that? It's bullshit. A blast is a hundred times stronger than sleeping pills, and it doesn't have any toxic side effects, and it beautifully removes acne... Tsk, it's a universal needle!

After a few days of sleep plagued by Cyrus Midea's resurrection, the all-purpose needle was so effective that she completely emptied Andy's inventory that night, and Cyrus welcomed her to a long sleep until she naturally woke up.

Although Andy needed to go to Tesla for a * * * visit, this return to Los Angeles was forced by the Queen's fierce Cypriot to extend it for a few days.

Like a wolf like a tiger, eating people's age!

This is Andy's only slot to get on a helicopter and escape from Mountain Sea Estate. When he arrived at Tesla, a group of executives were waiting on the apron, and the first words reported after the meeting were:

“Boss, there are 67 media outlets that have requested an interview with us, and the White House has agreed to all... ”