American Fortune Life

In the afternoon, there was silence in the woods, and the sun passed through the shaded clearance, forming a light column between the woods, with tiny particle floats in the air everywhere and dust slowly floating in the light column.

Without much time, the sound of a twisted cord sounded, the calm atmosphere in the woods could no longer be maintained, the branches swayed, the leaves trembled lightly, the shadow of the sunshine tree on the ground swayed and shifted to guard the position.

“Boom!”

A dull landing sound, a man in a sniper's jelly suit jumped off the tree, landed, rushed to check the long lens camera behind him, confirmed it was OK, took a long breath, then carefully looked around the next four weeks, which sat under the tree, took out his phone, which had been turned off for a long time, sent a text message to the outside, and turned it off again.

Today is undoubtedly a day of God's attention for the puppy Yuri Cortez, who and his companions have been squatting here for a full week since he tracked down Scarlett Johnson's secret residence a week ago.

It's just that while Scarlett gets a lot of xing pictures, honestly, there's nothing with men that doesn't sell a lot of money.

Until today, near noon, he finally waited for the picture he wanted most, and God, the disgruntled Xing-sensitive goddess hung on a man and walked into the room with him in his arms.

He was shaking his hands with the camera in agitation, and the man, though he kept his back to him, did not let go of any moment, pushing the shutter wildly, recording the entire walk into the mansion.

At this point, Yuri, sitting at rest under the tree, was excited to reopen the camera and review what had been filmed before.

“Jesus Christ!”

Looking at one of these pictures, Yuri's face changed dramatically and he had difficulty breathing, and at this moment he felt his adrenaline soar, even reaching 10,000.

A man's side, though a little blurry, clearly identifies the other person - the world's richest Andy Smith!

“Woo... ”

Yuri covered her mouth so hard that she wouldn't let the excited little faint herself cheer, happiness came too suddenly!

The two of them do have a tui, no, look at this, definitely more than a TUI!

“Wealthy, wealthy... ”

Yuri Cortez's face was red, his hands trembling, and some of his faint chatter continued.

“Click--”

“Who!”

A sudden sound of a broken branch woke up into the excited Yuri's ear, hugging the camera in his hand violently, his face changed dramatically and he asked in a low voice.

“Me, who else? What's wrong with you? You look so ugly? ”

When I heard the other person's voice and saw the person bending over, Yuri patted himself on the mouth of his bear with a palpitation, rolled his white eyes and sat down again against the tree, "FXXK, you scared the shit out of me. I thought those bodyguards found out... ”

“What bodyguard?” The visitor is Yuri's long-time partner, Rolando Avers, who, although a little short on shooting skills, is a very good driver.

“Ha-ha-ha... ”

Upon hearing Roland's question, thinking of what he had captured, Yuri couldn't help but start to lower his voice and laugh. His expression was also very rich, which surprised Roland because of his uncertainty, he thought Yuri had been squatting for a long time and was mentally ill again.

“Yuri, you motherfucker, don't scare me. Didn't you take your pills? ”

“FXXKyou, go to Nima, you're sick, Shet, you shut up! Come on, come on, damn it, Rolando, we're rich. This time we're really rich! ”

When he heard Rolando joking about his delusions, he didn't stretch his legs to kick each other, but Yuri, who was so excited at the moment, immediately pulled Rolando back to his side and said excitedly to him.

“Rich? ”

Roland was still a little confused, so when he took over the camera Yuri handed him, he opened his eyes and realized what, shouting, "Did you get something? ”

“Bang-bang--”

“Bastard, you keep your voice down. Do you want us to expose ourselves? Damn, haha, we're really going to get rich this time, no, not just get rich, we're going to be famous, haha, we're going to be the most famous reporters in America... ”

Being hammered several times in a row by some crazy Yuri, Rolando covered his mouth, kicked Yuri in the foot with no anger, ignored the low voice and laughed like a nightingale Yuri, quickly looked up the photos in the digital camera.

“Hiss--”

“God, what do I see? Chet... ”

Roland also recognized Andy Smith at a glance, and couldn't help but, as the most famous young man in America and just becoming the youngest richest man in the world, Andy Smith's visibility in the United States was so high that his appearance was only comparable to that of a black president-elect, Augustine.

“Ha ha, man, this time we're really going to get rich, haha, we're going to shock and drive the world crazy, we're going to be stars in media contests, we're going to get rich... ”

Listening to Yuri's low voice some exciting crazy words, Rolando's face rose red, gasping softly, his fists twitching tightly and his excited body trembling, his eyes open to Andy Smith's blurred side face, which had been magnified by the camera.

Also stuck in an infinite thought, Rolando looked at Andy's flanking mouth, trembling like a flash of lightning in his head, shaking his fingers and starting to look at the pictures behind him, a photograph of the bodyguard coming out of the car and the bodyguards checking around, and after looking at it, Rolando seemed to have something in mind, his face mutated and his forehead was sweating.

Some of them swallowed their mouths, then turned pale and looked at their still excited companions, and Roland's voice shivered a little: “Yuri, have you thought about the consequences? ”

“What consequences? Are you nuts, goddamn it, we're gonna make a fortune, we're gonna be famous... ”

I thought Rolando was excited and stupid, just cursed two words, and looked at Rolando with a hint of fear and anxiety in his eyes. The more his eyebrows wrinkled, the lower his voice, and eventually his face changed sharply.

Yuri is a little paranoid, but he's not a real lunatic, and excitement and excitement can't make him really crazy.

Andy Smith is not a Hollywood star, exposing his scandal to exposure, and yes, yes, for an engaged Andy Smith, hanging out with a Hollywood star ghost is definitely a scandal.

But the question is, once his scandal is exposed, can they bear the wrath of the world's richest, shameful and angry origins of America's most famous political world?

While it is true that many journalists exposed to the scandal have become figures, as well as the Washington Post press legend of the President of the United States of America in hard steel, there is undoubtedly a premise that all those who dare to expose the scandal are powered by newspapers and the boss behind them.

What do Yuri and Rolando have?

They have nothing, they're just a bunch of Hollywood puppies who sell TOUs to take pictures, and they can provoke those puppies with no hesitation, because they know they can't do anything about it, and they have to hide from them in order to avoid the image of the puppies.

They're also not afraid of politicians, because exposing politicians' Peach SE scandals not only earns them money, but pulls them off horses.

But when faced with the richest man in a young world, they had to weigh in, especially in the other hand, a huge media empire, powerful in Hollywood, even if they sold the photos, got the money, and then what?

Puppies, who are already a bunch of people who are out of the gray zone, the more they know about the real world, the more they know about the darkness of it, the more they're not a bunch of naive idiots 13, who really think that a Peach SE News can cause Andy Smith a lot of trouble.

Especially Andy, who already has a messy private life, who, apart from being able to harm his fiancée, I'm afraid the American people will just pretend to be a fancy piece of news to flirt with and become the richest nation in the world.

And as you can imagine, being hurt by your fiancée, Andy Smith, would be absolutely insane in retaliation, which is certain. Can they really stand retaliation?

No, no, no, no, no.

“Grunt, he... He doesn't dare to take us. After all, he has to take care of public opinion. The law will protect us, don't you think? ”

“Do you really think... ”