American Fortune Life
Chapter 1293: You're Sick, Cured!
Looking behind the departure of several of his subordinates, Andy shook his head with no expression. Sebastian, CEO of Spades A, was a talent, at least with good marketing and sales skills, and sales performance could not fool anyone.
Andy also understands their thoughts on improving the brand value, but for the current A of Spades, there is no real gold or silver in the nothingness of the brand value, the sales are important, it is the vulgar path that was originally taken, it has just succeeded, as if it has become more elegant and consumers are buying money!
Ultimately, it's inevitable that we should be positioned as a wealthy millionaire costume 13, a symbol of luxury life. As for whether consumers are wealthy people, millionaires, Hollywood stars, rappers, wealthy second-generation, fraudsters, etc., that's not something Spades A should handle.
Make wine, pack it, label it high, and sell it... Who cares if they pretend to be 13, rich, drunk or poured?
Reach out from the table and pick up the folder recording the plans and progress of this limited edition premium champagne sales party, open it, look at the celebrities and celebrities invited to attend, some he doesn't know, see the text introduction behind to know that many are French celebrities, familiar French names are also Marion Godia, Sophie Marzo several famous movie stars.
But there are a lot of stars and celebrities in England, like Rothmill Four, David Dunn, the director of the two newspapers, Cheryl, Andy, and Victoria.
After all, Andy Smith wanted to personally give his brand platform, and a lot of people were willing to use the opportunity to get to know him, all of them, but it was great to invite these stars to attend.
Andy also invited Little Plums and Kate Winsletter to the sale, which was definitely more glorious than the Cannes Film Festival in France.
Looking at the list, Andy laughed a little bit, “Looks like my influence and calling are still impressive! ”
“Boss, Ms. Belucci is here.” Little assistant Tory looked at Andy with a strange look, with an incredible look on her face, and she couldn't have imagined that the Great Demon King even interested women of this age, well, although she admitted that Monica Belucci was truly charming and lingering.
“A cup of Italian foam and a latte.” Andy stood up from the chair and walked to the living room, talking, ignoring the obvious expression of the assistant, where she would understand the sense of conquest the goddess had given him and the unparalleled sense of pin HUN.
When Andy came out, he was wearing a slim black suit, wide legged suit pants, sunglasses, and Monica Belucci, a robust and skillful man, walked right into the living room with a black handbag.
“Tsk, you're still so charming.” Andy opened his arms and took off his sunglasses, hugging Monica with a slight smile on her face.
Looking at the black transparent shirt in Monica's suit, Andy stretched his hand out of the suit and saw the arrogant upper circle in the black penetrating SHI shirt. He couldn't help but laugh and stretch out the claws of Lochsan. You're welcome, he threw up.
“You really dare to wear anything. What's the difference between wearing it and not wearing it? ”
“Bang!”
“Do you think people would be as brave as you?” Monica glanced white at Andy, reaching out to open Andy's claw of Lochsan and re-closing her suit to cover her enchanting scenery.
The little assistant who sees everything in her eyes has the feeling of wanting to sigh heavenly. The Devil's appetite is big enough to be cold, completely refreshing her original bottom line perception of the Devil King.
Monica also saw a slightly dazed assistant, but didn't mind that she had been with Andy for a short time, but she also knew the cunning caution of the little bastard in front of her.
Andy smiled and walked towards the couch holding Monica's waist, turning to see some dazed assistant, but after a faint glance at her, he stopped listening and said with a smile: “I thought you weren't coming till tomorrow. Are you hungry for a while? ”
Sitting on the sofa, Monica turned her head slightly to look at Andy, who looked at the snowy hair and the sophisticated face with a cold expression, her eyes shining, reaching out and caressing her cheek with a smile.
“I just love your inviolable and forbidden YU feeling of contradiction xing, no need to scratch your head, no intent and initiative, even you don't even care...
Whether you wear Chinese clothes or go back, it's a fatal attraction to me. So charming, let me create a strong conquest for YU. I want to see if you can keep this cool all the time. I can't wait to rough it up, but I'm a little reluctant. ”
“You're sick. You should see a shrink!” Monica's quiet eyes, deep as the stars in the night, looked at Andy and said softly and seriously.
“Cough... ”
With two cups of coffee just walking over, the assistant heard Monica, almost choked to death by a spit, the high heels almost twisted, his little face blushed, put the coffee down, and just a twitchy Andy at the corner of his mouth and a smiling, non-smiling Monica watched the fall and fled.
“As soon as I saw you, I stood up.” Andy glanced gracefully at the coffee and sipped Monica, reaching out and holding her little hand...
Monica dropped the coffee, blinked her eyes, and turned her head and laughed: “I haven't slept well lately and I'm feeling a little irritated, I just need some quality xx to adjust, but it's lunchtime... ”
Andy reached over her, wen harshly on that youren red chun, Monica held Andy's head smoothly, and the two of them wen deeply on the couch.
As prestigious as its stay, George V's Four Seasons Hotel offers a palace feel at LeCinq Restaurant.
Andy in a dark blue slim fit suit and the gorgeous Monica Belucci in suit pants appeared at LeCinq restaurant, causing a lot of SAO movement and a salute to the two.
“These Frenchmen, with their green eyes, can't help but eat you, huh?” Andy walked behind Monica, pulled the chair back with his hands open, and Monica moved slightly, and Andy pushed the chair back into place. Monica sat down gracefully and heard Andy whispering in skilled Italian, without smiling.
“Should I be touched? Learn Italian well for me.” Monica looked at Andy and said softly, remembering the depressing look on her face when she had stopped the little bastard from tossing herself on the couch before, and the smile on her face had become more beautiful and moving.
“I hope you're touched if it gets me more waiting for you.” Andy picked a frown and said that Andy's depression could be imagined for the powerful choushe that was coming out of the door.
“Oh, you're a linguistic genius, and the world has long been known to the American media for bragging.” Monica took a small sip of the pre-meal sweet wine and took a glance at Andy, who, to be honest, is not very comfortable right now, in the long haul, the light rain is pouring... Just chat and distract.
Andy leaves his mouth open and helpless stall says: "My biggest worry is that it's too dazzling, no matter what I do, I can't keep my head down, hey... ”
“Oh...” Monica was laughed at shamelessly by Andy, the branches trembling, the unspeakable sao affair.
“By the way, I heard you invited Sophie Marzo this time?” Monica's smile slowly converged, her face showing a smiley, non-smiling look, her eyes glittering, her eyes staring at Andy's eyes, and she asked softly.
“And Gong Li of the Heavenly Dynasty, the three most famous goddesses in Europe, gathered together, I think it's enough to make this sale a lot of attention, don't you think?” Andy smiled and said, not caring about Monica's play.
“Well, then why don't you let Sophie speak for herself? ”
“She can't be compared to you, and as you can see, your ad makes almost every man mouth shui DC, and besides you, I'm afraid another person won't get that effect.” Andy sighed wholeheartedly.
“Oh, I didn't think an ad would make me rekindle the world.” Monica was a little happy and a little self-derisive.
The popularity has been greatly restored since the unveiling of that incredibly youhuo champagne ad, with the most notable effect being that Hollywood invited and sent almost more scripts than the sum of the last two years.