American Fortune Life

“Pfft -”

Hearing Andy speak to herself, Miranda's delightful face plunged into a pub with a sweet smile, giggling, fresh and moving like the first morning wind.

It has to be said that Miranda is truly the best in sweetness and sweetness. Miranda smiles all the time. Especially the sao wave that gently inherited HUAN is truly the rare youwu.

“Hey, hey, have you heard a word?” Looking at Miranda with a beautiful face and a sweet smile, Andy flipped over and laughed high.

“What?” Miranda asked with an instant discharge of blue eyes, glitter, dimples in the cellar, arms raised around Andy's neck.

“Early birds eat insects, early risers are eaten by birds... ”

“Woo woo...”

Sleeping Tory was woken up by continuous shaking and meowing, opened his eyes and watched the two twisted together, turned around dramatically to grab his phone from the foundry, held his head up, lay on his side, turned on his phone, adjusted to the camera function, pointed at Miranda Cole's face and started to shoot.

“Beech... Don't shoot! ”

“Giggle...” The little assistant giggled and twitched, “you said if I uploaded it online now... “

Miranda Cole's intoxicating look on her red face became frightened, her pupils shrunk, her body tightened, her nervous and restless head turned to Tory, but Andy Wen couldn't speak and whimpered.

Tsk...

I'm a hard-working Yellow Bull Separator...

On the breakfast table, Andy was brilliant, with an incredibly comfortable look on his face, humming a cheerful tune, looking over at the newspaper, opening his mouth and delivering a fork to the assistant next to him for breakfast.

You could have eaten your own breakfast, but looking at the headlines of today's big paper media, Andy really needed to read the newspaper first, so the assistant started feeding the Great Demon King his breakfast.

“Ha ha, I love these people, they are the real good employees of the Los Angeles Times. To keep the newspaper, they really did not fear power! ”

Watching the Los Angeles Times big strike news, Andy laughed happily and was a little impatient that Forum Newspapers had not responded to the takeover letter he had sent so far.

Unexpectedly, his recent acquisition of the Miami Herald spurred the Los Angeles Times owners on their nerves, successive cuts in funding, layoffs, the bankruptcy protection of their parent company, and the daunting days ahead, not knowing it would last for years, completely annoyed over 18,000 employees of the Los Angeles Times.

On the pretext of demanding an immediate solution to the pension liability issue, the Los Angeles Times union decided to go on a major strike starting November 7, today, until the parent company ForumCorp, which was deeply in debt, resolved the issue immediately.

“Boss, the union is a double-edged sword!” The assistant cautioned in due course.

Andy is naturally very clear about this, but he doesn't care. After all, this time the group is helping him, and the paper publishing industry is already the sunset industry. These journalists are very clear. Even if the media industry is generally paying off, journalists and editors are just helpless to accept the reality, and they don't choose to blackmail the strike. This is what Andy feels they are, in fact, the best people to manage.

The impact of the Great Strike, one of the three major United States daily newspapers, was immense and almost immediately became the focus of attention, especially at a very sensitive juncture, which undoubtedly stabbed a knife in the back of an already precarious group of Forum newspapers.

Of course, even with the Los Angeles Times' big strike on the spotlight, Andy Smith's brilliance could not be masked, and Andy was so bright in the middle of the entertainment headlines that Ivana was so full of grudges on the call.

Andy finally made the prospective mother feel better when he got Ivana comfortable and told her she was going back to New York this afternoon.

“You're such an asshole!” Wearing a bathrobe, her cheeks were bright and her eyebrows lingered on Chun's side, Miranda sat at the table, eating salads made of various vegetables and vegetables and making a scene.

Andy dropped his phone, shrugged his shoulder and smiled: “My life is like a big table with all kinds of food. Although I like steak the most, I don't miss the Lamb of Australia, Brazilian BBQ, Pasta, etc., I have a good appetite and am big enough to enjoy it, and my food looks great.

In fact, I'm just like those greedy eating men, the only difference is that I'm just a goddess! ”

“Pff--”

Miranda Penn, eating a vegetable salad, had a handful of salad sauce, a doll's face was red, and she looked like she couldn't stop crying, her forehead was blushing.

“Cough... ”

Little assistant almost choked to death by his own spit, the words of the Great Demon King are so shameful!

Andy shrugged his hands, skipped his mouth and continued to sweep the breakfast food off the table.

Asked Miranda Cole, who delivered the takeout all night, to start packing, while Andy called Al to discuss how to do some articles on the Los Angeles Times strike and force the Forum newspaper group to make a choice.

“Boss, this matter is best done by the Miami Herald. After all, when we sent the letters of acquisition to both parties at the same time, one acquisition was completed and one did not reply. Instead, there was a general strike, which allowed the Miami Herald to make an appearance was the most stimulating argument for the media. ”

After hearing Al's advice, Andy nodded, well, that's another form of getting his own newspaper to write him soft text for publicity.

Andy hung up and called Alisa, CEO of the Miami Herald, to tell her what was going on and received a satisfactory response, which made his trip to Miami a success.

Though she and Lima only had one night of friendly conversation, she could always drop off... Li was gentle and Andy would give her a generous gift, which she wanted most to give back to her Hi, Peppy.

New York, and indeed the entire United States, the world, is caught up in the passion of the first black president elected by the United States, and without saying anything, it is unlikely that the United States will stand out as an example of a new achievement of freedom and equality.

Even a black barber who had shaved O'Blackbull for 14 years was crowned with a presidential prefix, and a president who had been forgotten in the corner by the world could only compete for some attention with his less likable, grumpy puppy bite reporter.

“Mr. Smith, do you have any advice on what kind of pet dogs to buy in the first family in the future... ”

“Mr. Smith, what do you think of the Italian Prime Minister's controversial rhetoric about the colour of the oxen... ”

“Will you attend the inauguration of the President? ”

Andy had a cold face, ignored the boring problems of these puppies and reporters, Nima, the first pet dog in the first family was the subject of a heated debate in the United States, and a bunch of idiots 13. Don't you remember we're still in a financial storm?

He couldn't eat any more. He still cared about what kind of dog the president had. I don't know if Americans were really heartless or if he was playing in pain.

“You, he, meow, decide what dog you own, damn it, I'm getting bored by those goddamn puppies! ”

Andy sat in the car and took out his phone without a breath and sent a text message to the spit channel. Less than a minute later, the text was answered.

“Oh... Do you have any good advice? ”