American Fortune Life

“His heart is filled with... ”

Andy leaned against the boss's chair, grinning at the corner of his mouth, clicking on the mouse, looking at the tou photos, and after listening to Martin's debriefing, looked up at Martin across the street and said coldly.

“Thinking about taking more pictures, selling them to an intermediary, fleeing Los Angeles, huh, a little bit of a brain, not being blinded by greed, not thinking about using these pictures to extort sealing fees... ”

Martin's heart was sudden and his expression was serious and his eyes were a little heavily silent, waiting for the boss to decide.

“Martin, what do you say we do with these two?” Andy's eyes focused on the pictures on the computer screen, seemingly asking casually, just slightly curling up the corner of his mouth.

“ ”Martin was speechless for a while, but he had to say," Evaporate or send to Africa to dig? ”

“Huh.” Andy smiled softly, joking: “Martin, you're so cruel. ”

Martin couldn't help but smile and shook his head. However, his heart was relieved. To be honest, he was really worried that his boss would let him handle it. Although simple, it was a bit harsh after all, and the sins of the two paparazzi would not die.

Honestly, missing two people is really nothing. Especially in Los Angeles, a big city where at least 3,000 people mysteriously disappear every year. You know, at least 80,000 people mysteriously disappear in the United States every year, and globally, two and a half million people disappear every year.

Not to mention the disappeared who are not concerned, who are not searched for and who are not included in the missing population, which is even more incalculable.

The world averages at least one person every 30 seconds, missing or enslaved.

And people like Martin, who used to travel on the brink of life and death, know the dark side of the world best.

“Did you confirm both of their profiles? ”

“It was confirmed that one from Arizona, one from New Mexico, was single, and this time they wanted to rob an exclusive, so they remained confidential and had no contact with the outside world except that Roland had bought food twice at a nearby supermarket. The two of them take turns resting in the car... ”

“Oh, there's some perseverance.” Andy nodded with a smile and continued to ask Martin: “Robbed? ”

“Yes, that Rolando was in the car, and he found our man, and he panicked and started the car to escape, and our man shot through the front and rear windshields, which scared the other man to stop the car and give up his resistance. ”

“Did you scare our guests? ”

“Oh, one of them scared the shit out of his pants. ”

“Ha ha, understandably, after all, ordinary people, who can not be afraid.” Andy burst out laughing, and after laughing, the look on his face became more serious, looking at Martin and asking, “Make sure it's all there, there's a backup or some other storage card. ”

“It is perfectly certain that the two were really freaked out and that this was even the last time they worked as paparazzi. ”

“Bang-bang--”

Andy tapped his fingers on the table and, after a moment of slight silence, said to Martin: “Again, I don't want any photos coming out. If it's OK, let each of them write a guilty plea of breaking and entering into a confidentiality agreement, then let them go. I'm willing to give them both a chance and hope they understand how to treasure it. ”

“I think they'd appreciate the boss's indulgence.” Martin heard the boss's decision, nodding.

“I hope so.” Andy waved his hand irrelevantly, and when Martin left, he stood up from the boss's chair and stretched his lazy waist, honestly, in his power and position today, even if he let both of them succeed, sold the photograph, and believed that not many newspapers and societies dared to publish it, even if there were dead newspapers out there, it would be just a little trouble for Andy, and soon it would be pressed down, and the only one would just leave Ivana without light.

To say that Ivana didn't know there were other women, Andy himself didn't believe it, except that some things had just closed one eye, and to this point, as long as no one threatened her status, and some people existed without hindrance, she wouldn't poke this layer of paper.

For 20 consecutive years, the richest Paul Getty in the United States, the richest man in the world in history, had more than 100 official QING people alone...

As for letting the two paparazzi go, Andy didn't really think much, saying that going to hell was just two little people, there was really no need to look for any presence on them, he wasn't so bored, as for punishment, believing that today's encounter was enough for two people to remember for the rest of their lives, evaporating and selling to Africa for mining or anything, Andy hasn't shown so much disregard for life, just touching it, sin won't die.

Sometimes, however, accidents always accompany them.

“Knock, knock...”

“Come in.” Andy was interrupted by a knock on the door and said openly.

“Boss...”

Andy saw Martin go back and he couldn't stop crying. He frowned slightly, “What's wrong? ”

“Cough, boss, Miss Scarlett's in the garage...” Martin's helpless face doesn't know what to say.

“Well, what did she do there?” Andy frowned and asked.

“Cough, boss, why don't you go check it out, I don't know what to say...” Martin had an awkward light cough, a strange look.

“She has nothing to be ridiculous about.” Andy walked out of the study in a bad mood and quickly stepped downstairs.

“ Are you two idiots? I've never seen such unprofessional puppies like you, deserve to be poor all your life, get rich in front of you, you can all screw up... ”

Before he walked into the garage, Andy heard Scarlett's angry reproach, thinking Scarlett was angry because he hated the other person tou shot her, but the more he heard it, the worse it got, Andy finally reacted. At this moment, Andy was already a black line, the blues on his forehead jumped straight, and he finally understood why Martin had a strange look on his face.

Nima, Scarlett, this is blaming the two paparazzi for not running. Expose the photo!

“Boss...”

“Boss... ”

Andy Iron walked into the garage with a blue face, stood around with a strange look on his face, and the laughing security guards saw the boss come in, hurried to greet him, and then the very knowledgeable board raised its face.

“What are you playing at?” Andy looked at Scarlett in her shorts and T-shirt with a pair of slippers on her feet, drinks her black face off and continues to be a demon.

“Humph!” Scarlett whitened harshly. Andy glanced at the two already staring, blushing, overwhelmed and ashamed. The dog continued to spit: “Don't let me see you around again, you idiots! ”

Andy had an impulse to reach for his face, and watched as Anchor walked past him, picking up a scented Scarlett and walking out of the garage, Andy shook his head helplessly and said to the other bodyguards: "Martin, stay, the others are busy. ”

His voice had just fallen and the bodyguards fled the garage in fear. Andy was really like being spit out of SHUI by 10,000 godbeasts, but seeing two pale faces and panicking eyes, the dazzling puppies stood up from the chair, Andy's face slowly became cold, his hands randomly pressed, and he let the two scared the puppies sit down.

Andy glanced at one of his pants, picked out his eyebrows and said, "We weren't supposed to meet, we didn't have to meet. Rest assured, you didn't have any lives at stake. Although you broke into private property, my bodyguards could totally use the castle method against you, but after all, there was nothing unforgivable to do. After all, you could just sign a few documents and leave. I hope that's all. You can forget what happened today. It's good for all of us, don't you think? ”

“Yes, yes, thank you, thank you sir for your indulgence... ”

“Yes, thank you... ”

“Come on, to be honest, I'm not afraid of you going out and talking nonsense. Will Martin come and talk to you then, and there's not much news about me? It's true, it's false, who would believe it, right?” Andy waved and interrupted the two of them like relieved of their burdens, and his emotions bowed a little thankfully, not at all.

“Yes, we've been camping these past few days and nothing has happened.” Where else would Roland dare go out and say that the fear of a bullet squealing in his face today will never be forgotten?