American Fortune Life
Chapter 1311: Carnival London Night (66/74)
Sending his own team of real estate advisors away, Andy took out his phone and looked in his pocket and buzzed, opened a text message, and saw that it was his Czar Wang who wanted to make a video connection with him, so he laughed.
“Boss, your coffee.” The assistant walked over with a cup of coffee and bent over to put it at Andy's table.
“It's a little boring, why don't we go to the club at night? ”
Tory Black winked a few times at the suggestion of the Great Demon King, “I'll go online and find out which one is the hottest in the area... ”
Looking at the little assistant who immediately turned to his laptop, Andy shook his head with a smile and walked to the study with his coffee.
“Honey, I'm going to be attending a press conference at United Nations Headquarters in New York on the BAO force against women and girls on Monday, and I'm going to say, seriously, I'm a little... ”
Looking at the tangled look of the Céhuang, who had already had a blonde cape, Andy knew that she was finally a little uncomfortable about her father's affairs and couldn't help but smile softly: “Congratulations first, my Ambassador for Peace, this is a confirmation of your past charity, you are so kind. ”
Listen to Andy's praise, comfort and encouragement, let the irritable Charlize calm down slowly, soothe Céhuang some sensitive heart disease, Andy let her wrap Little Laura over, and reach out and beat the monitor constantly, yah, as Andy made a ghost face and giggled and laughed and laughed and laughed, let Charlize sweep away the gloom.
“Honey, did you accept the opening invitation to the Atlantis Palm Island Hotel? ”
“A million dollars for an appearance. It's delicious. Why not?” Charlize shrugged slightly at the corner of his mouth.
“Me, really. He's a bunch of millionaires. Why didn't I pay for the show?” Andy was very depressed in the gutter.
“Well, as far as I know, performer Kelly Milo has an appearance fee of $2.2 million, and in this economic situation, it's amazing, indeed.” Charlize laughed.
“Where's little Laura? ”
“Staying in America, of course. I won't take her on a long flight, and I'll be back the next day.” Charlize glanced at Andy and seemed to blame him for asking stupid questions.
“Well, I'll come back to America with you then.” Andy ended the video connection after talking to Cyrus and Laura Jr.
Artificial islands, $1.5 billion in luxury hotels, $20 million in opening fees, more than 2,000 guests, Nima, these oil-rich millionaires are crazy.
Though there is only one word difference, the difference between the money is not one and a half stars. Some of the land is just admiration, and the land is just one word.
Boujis Bar is a famous British nightlife fashion brand, a world famous gathering place, not only for the two princes ridiculed by the British media for their insensitivity, but also for stars, celebrities, ladies and second generations.
When Andy La attacked the black skinny dress, Tory Black of the black net wa, protected and guided by bodyguards and bar attendants, came through a crowd of demonic dancers in a booked box accompanied by dazzling lights and powerful rhythmic music.
Tory Blake was happy as the music twisted and started lighting all kinds of champagne, wine, whiskey, little assistant knew that the Great Demon King sitting on the couch texting on his cell phone was calling.
Soon, the long table in the box was filled with a variety of snack fruit trays, ice buckets and a variety of wine bottle glasses.
“Boom!”
Andy, looking up at the happy champagne with a text message, was blocking his mouth from the mouth of a golden spade A bottle spraying champagne. Instead, he shook his head and laughed. The assistant poured two glasses of champagne in his hand, handed Andy a cup, then looked up and drank it all, and shouted excitedly: "I love the music here! ”
Looking at the great demon king who had put his phone away, his eyes opened, and he held Andy's hand and dragged it out, "Boss, let's go dance! ”
To come out and have fun, Andy stood up smoothly, picked up the whisky message beside him and poured it down, sipped it, grabbed a piece of lemon and stuffed it in his mouth, and went down the dance floor with a little assistant who raised his hand and danced with music.
Andy used to dance completely awkward and was laughed at by that little Parris bitch, so he learned a little bit about dance moves to make him look less comical now.
And Tory was different, Nima, completely incarnated into a beautiful snake, constantly twisting in Andy's arms, all kinds of ambiguity, acting in a mesmerizing motion with a great hint, quickly attracted the eyes of the surrounding people, and all kinds of whistles and cheers were given to the little assistant.
Eye-catching, that rattling LANG vibe was inspired by the vibrant music and vibes, well, that's the real xing affair of American chicks.
Andy and his assistant were also having fun on the dance floor. When they felt like the time was almost right, Andy pulled a little crazy assistant towards the box. He saw a lot of kids staring at Tory and glancing at him. How could his chick let others take advantage of it?
Back in the compartment, the assistant smiled happily and poured Andy a drink, and soon a waiter led Cheryl forward in a jumpsuit silk jumpsuit, the tight silk on her body like a cow NAI, revealing her still perfect figure.
Especially under this short skirt that covers only the TUN section, the two tight long tui are still stitched together, and the smooth skin is slightly bright and exquisitely bright.
Andy's eyes lit up, he stood up smiling, his arms open, and Cheryl, who was equally smiling, embraced the patch, "I smelled a hungry ke...” From an invisible angle, Andy's big hand ruthlessly nied on her Buttocks in exchange for Cheryl smacking her gently.
Watching the two of them sitting together flirting, the little assistant turned a white eye without anger, but she knew the Great Demon King's urine xing, picked up the whiskey, yes, and the three of them drank together.
Just as he was not happy to drink with the two women, Andy had just put down his full whisky cup and ate the lemon chip Cheryl had sent to his mouth. He saw the two hot, somewhat familiar beauties who had been stopped by his bodyguard. He immediately remembered who he was, put his hand around them, and the bodyguard retreated.
“Hi, I'm Tamara, my sister Petra. Can we sit down for a drink? ”
“Of course, it's an honor. ”
Andy stood up with a charming smile and embraced the patch with two F1 masters who inherited the figure of a supermodel mother.
Tamara and pink vest in a black skinny p dress with black leather pants Petra's generous and Cheryl and Torriguez put on a few sentences before Andy started laughing and drinking around the four beautiful women.
Though he was also the first to meet two full-time spenders of FI, he soon became acquainted in this atmosphere and with the role of Jing Jing.
“Andy, you should get a convoy to play...” Tamara leaned against the couch with a long, bronze tui, leaning sideways against Andy's arm, holding a glass of whiskey and Andy touching it, her eyes gleaming brightly, raising her voice to Andy's ear, suggesting.