American Fortune Life

In practical terms, the “gold content” of the major professional football leagues still lags far behind the four major professional leagues in North America. Currently, the weakest professional hockey league in the four major professional leagues has a total value of $4 billion, while the value of the major football leagues has not exceeded $1 billion.

Although every season since the first game in 1996, there have been no shortages of famous stars in the MLS. But what really inspired the big leagues around the globe was Beckham's accession last year.

On the same day, however, the AC Milan Club held a press conference to officially announce Beckham's accession to the New York Red Bulls at a press conference convened by aliens.

One step at a time, allowing alien alliances to attract greater attention, coupled with the most disgraceful self-bragging of the New York media, has sparked an "alien boom” in New York in just one morning.

Of course, Ronnie's biggest impact on the Red Bull Club was that the jerseys in the official store were no longer available, and, crazy enough, by the end of the afternoon, Andy had received some unspeakable reports of Mosen's excitement.

Ronaldo's official jersey inventory has been emptied!

Well, it looks like this surge of aliens is going to last a long time. But that's exactly what Andy wants to see, and the Salt Fish Club like the Red Bulls in New York has reached an unprecedented level of visibility.

Not to mention, at least now the value of the club should soar to $100 million, after all, selling jersey ads and titles alone earned over $50 million.

“Historically, no athlete has influenced the global xing movement more than alien Ronaldo has landed in the United States. ”

At the height of his shift, Andy smiled and looked at Erlang's legs on the car TV, and club manager Morson said proudly to the camera in the face of his unquenchable inner joy.

“Ronnie chose the right city, the right club, and he's bound to succeed. Ronnie is a great player, and his participation tells the world that the leagues here are serious and have had a huge impact on the big leagues...” Dongabal, the president of the big league who was helpless enough for Beck to leave to join AC Milan, laughed like a flower and was not stingy with his praise, but he was already thinking about going back and boosting the league's access costs.

Tsk, the aliens are here. It's too low to raise the access fee to $10 million because of the Little Bee alliance. It's time to raise it even more!

“Boom!”

A loud noise frightened Andy, his shady face removed his gaze from the car TV, and he saw his middle finger raised against the window glass, his face howling loudly.

Then a drink was thrown on the windowsill, Andy's eyebrows wrinkled, and several people clapped on the windowsill and cursed loudly.

“Evacuate! Evacuate! ”

Andy heard that Martin in the co-pilot position was giving orders to his headset, and soon a bodyguard appeared, pushing those around the car with great force.

“Boss, it's protesting the crowd... ”

Andy nodded, looking at the bodyguards with their teeth dancing claws, the people holding up their middle fingers, and the protesters walking behind them with all kinds of signs.

“Kill Wall Street vampires."

“Everyone on Wall Street deserves hell."

“Hungry? Go eat the banker."

“We need real dishes to cook. ”

The subprime mortgage crisis, the Madoff scam, the Ice Storm disaster seemed to upset the people of this metropolitan city of New York.

Andy shook his head. The closer to Christmas, the more difficult it was for some to contain their anger. The sins of Wall Street had already provoked the entire American community. 700 billion dollars in bailout funds were not transparently accounted for. After the revelation of the relatively ‘shrinking’ year-end bonuses Wall Street had awarded, the Nashui people were completely provoked into anger.

Watching the four bodyguards in black coats side by side, in the cold wind, holding onto the roof of the car, guarding Rolls-Royce, who barely moved like a snail, Andy in the compartment laughed at himself.

Perhaps it is only fitting that Benjamin Franklin said at this moment, "If money can't buy happiness, at least stop the poor from robbing us. ”

The night grew thicker, and the skyscraper was like a giant lion monster, squatting in twilight, blinking like hundreds of tiny eyes.

As the convoy slowly drove into Long Island Estate, Andy stepped out of the car and walked towards a luminous, warm mansion.

“ Bang, don't say it, it really scared me, and I was like, "Is this the rich guy?"

Shit, shouldn't a real man think about fighting when he sees my car, and one day he can buy one too... ”

Placed on a dining table with light floral flowers, Andy threw a piece of beef in his mouth with a fork and threw up.

Side by side because Andy spoke dirty words and looked at his man with a sweet eye and said softly: “Too many people are smart enough to express their anger, but not smart enough to make themselves successful. ”

Andy's eyes lit slightly, his mouth raised, his eyebrows picked up and he looked a little fat, his face turned round. Ivana said with a smile: "You know what I love about you? ”

Ivana smiled and squinted her eyes, red chun, picked out her eyebrows, shook her head slightly, and some looked forward to hearing Andy's answer.

“It's you and me. Too fucking close! Even on the wound, we can do a 360-degree, no-death fit... ”

“Ugh! Shit... ”

Ivana didn't have the good temper to whitewash her eyes and start laughing badly at Andy. She reached out and patted Lu Shan's paw slightly, but the curve raised in the corner of her mouth clearly showed that she had a beautiful flower in her heart.

After dinner, there was a fireplace in the living room outside the master bedroom, firewood was burning, the room was warm as spring, Andy lay on a large sofa, some bored with a remote control to switch channels.

Click--

Andy looked up at the door, Ivana in her thick nightgown carrying two cups of coffee, the maid behind her carrying a pastry and the fruit tray walked in.

“You really can't help it.” Andy looked helplessly at Ivana putting the coffee cup behind the table, lifting the blanket, reaching over her and letting her lie down as well.

“Come on, taste how I made it, espresso, the way I newly learned to make it.” Ivana sat down and grabbed a cup of coffee and turned to Andy and said with a treasured look on her face.

“Oh?”

Andy sat up, some curious to take the coffee, smelled it, frowned slightly, and said with some uncertainty, "You're not making dark coffee, are you? How do I smell like a gin? ”

“Shit! You can tell by a sip, it should be delicious.” Ivana swayed Andy's arm delicately, winking with her big eyes and encouraging Andy to take a sip.

Andy turned a white-eyed, hesitated, and eventually took a small sip.

“Pff--”

“Honey, what are you doing? Why are there spirits?” Andy Johan swallowed, then took a ruby grape in his face and put it in his mouth, watching Ivana throw up Xiaoxiang SHE asked.

“Carrito is graba with coffee, which Italians believe helps digest and sleep after dinner. Well, I guess you don't like... ”

When I heard Ivana's explanation, Andy's mouth snapped, and I couldn't help but laugh: “I still like latte, cappuccino, the others don't have to try, I don't want to be the victim of your dark dishes. ”

“Giggle, I wouldn't be exaggerating. If I hadn't been pregnant, I would have tried... ”

“Bang!”

Andy stretched out his hand and patted her on Fermei's Buttocks and said, "Don't be ridiculous. ”

Ivana smiled and kissed him on the chun of his mouth. She was suddenly taken into her arms by Andy, covered with a wool blanket, reclined on the couch, chatting about all the preparations for the big day for the two of us tomorrow, while you fed each other the fruit.