American Fortune Life

Just as Andy thought, when he walked out of the business corridor, he was told that the dogs squatting in all corners of the airport were surrounded, and the more they gathered, until Andy's bodyguards and airport security isolated a safe road for Andy with sunglasses to quickly walk to the main entrance of the airport lobby.

Shutters such as a machine-gun burst, lots of racketeering and high-frequency flashes illuminated Andy's whole life, but Andy was always indifferent with his sunglasses and did not respond to all puppy questions because he had already taught British puppies shamelessness and no bottom line before.

If Andy fakes these puppies slightly, the high-frequency flashes will always cause him to have a deformation or distortion of his expression at some point, and the next day he will see this photograph accompanied by beautiful and harsh text in front of the public.

This is the English paparazzi, a bunch of scum who washed their own brains, what morality, what morality and shame left behind. Flip the trash can of celebrities, take what celebrities have used, they are infinitely impenetrable, their sole purpose of survival is to bring vulgarity down to the end of the dead!

In England, going up to King NV to the people's gossip laughs, everyone could be the target of the paparazzi chase, as long as it's valuable, it's worth pursuing and digging for the raw material.

The United States, France and other countries have legislation prohibiting paparazzi from filming in secret, but the British media are talking about equality, objectivity and fairness. Although these paparazzis survive in the cracks, there's no good way to take these bastards as long as they don't break the law, even Andy.

The light flashed, Andy quickly killed a blood path through the bodyguards and airport guards, bent over and sat in the long awaited black Rolls-Royce, and Andy whispered turbidity as the door closed.

Only if he shows up at the airport can he draw the attention of the impenetrable British paparazzi to himself and let Cheryl and Shakira's car safely leave the private apron tunnel, where he can't believe the bastards didn't ambush.

“Start walking the dog, just in time for me to enjoy the night view of London...” Andy waited until the convoy moved slowly, pulling down the hem of his clothes, adjusting his sitting position, removing his sunglasses and smiling at Martin, the chief of security on the co-pilot.

Martin smiled and nodded in the mirror and pressed his earpiece and began to whisper the boss's commands.

London at night is still a bit romantic, with its bright lights, opening a city full of bright lights, modernization breaking the silence of the night, the bright and distinct look of London from the day, the bright light of the big bell, more magnificent than the day, standing in the Parliament building by the River Thames, the whole lighted and bright...

However, police cars and British police, visible two blocks away, made Andy laugh. Last week's G20 summit, Britain lost a big ugly face in front of the leaders of the world's leading countries, broke the glass doors and windows of the Royal Bank of Scotland building of the state-owned bank of England with the G20 demonstration crowd, and some demonstrators stormed into the bank building. There was a great deal of chaos, with tens of thousands of demonstrators and policemen clashing on the financial streets.

This is not to say that fears of continued disturbances and further disturbances have led the UK's explosive services and police to intensify patrol surveillance as if they were enemies. You know that there are many precedents in London where minor disturbances eventually turned into major disturbances, especially in the Tottenham district, where the hot stabbing is located, which is definitely the source of the biggest turmoil in the Greater London municipality.

Andy watched London at night through the window, pulled the phone ringtone in his pocket, took out his phone, looked at the caller, couldn't help but faintly, but quickly picked it up.

“Good evening, Roman. ”

“Ha ha, good evening, I just got word of your arrival in London, I'll call you right away, I'll buy you dinner later... ”

Abu had a very cool laugh on his phone and half his life's unfamiliar English, listening to the noise coming from his voice, and Andy laughed: “I just got here, you know, it was fast enough... What the hell are you doing? It's so noisy around here. ”

“Ha ha, your photos from Heathrow Airport have long been uploaded to major media sites by the paparazzi, who are really efficient, even though British paparazzi hate them.

As for where I am, naturally at Stanford Bridge, tonight is my Chelsea Homestead against Liverpool, haha, how's that? Would you like to come and see, I have beautiful women here... ”

“Oops, look at my memory and wish you victory over Liverpool.” Andy, that reminds me of Chelsea tonight, "Beauty? What a beauty to let you show off to me alone. ”

“Oh, little witch, what do you think, a beautiful woman? ”

“Tsk, don't tell me you fucked her?” Andy had a slight wrinkle in his eyebrow, a pity in his heart, but he still whispered: “Wasn't Dasha with you? ”

“You're such a pain in the ass!” Abu's nauseous vomit came from the phone, "Dasha was chatting with the little witches, wondering how they became best friends. Unexpectedly, the little witch was a Chelsea fan and invited her to the game tonight. ”

“Oh, little English witch, don't look at her young, her intelligence and emotional intelligence are not low.” When I heard the explanation, Andy shook his head and continued with a smile: “Forget it, I'm not going, a dozen hours of flying, I'm a little tired, I'm walking the dog, I'm going to go back and rest, so, tomorrow night, I'm going to invite you and Dasha to watch our hot spike game, and then we're going to find a place to have a nice drink, okay? ”

“Dog walking? Ha ha...” When Abu reacted, he laughed and said, "Well, how about I invite the little witch for you later? ”

“Whatever, but don't tell me you don't know that Dasha and Ivana are good friends.” Andy flipped a white-eyed spit chute.

“Ha ha... Well, then rest well. I'll see you tomorrow. I'll take another bottle of good wine and I'll buy you a taste. ”

“Drink it all, you furry bear!” Andy scolded with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Andy squinted his eyes, touched his chin, thought for a moment, the corner of his mouth rose, smiled and shook his head. As a child star, Emma Watson, who had grown up, was not really as cute as the outside world, as the fan audience thought Hermione was, not only had a well-known young stinking temper, but also especially liked to scramble. After all, she was a schoolgirl, and her intelligence and emotional intelligence were not low.

It's good to have a strong sense of merit!

At least in Andy's opinion, it's a good thing to pay for what you want, to pay for what you get, isn't it?

“The Harry Potter series is coming to an end. How can a film environment like England satisfy the ambitions of a little witch? Tsk, Hollywood is the World Film Center...” Andy spoke to himself, and the smile on that handsome face grew brighter.

At 9: 00 p.m., Andy's car drove into Philly Moore Garden in Kensington, walked out of the car, looked at the bright five-storey mansion in front of him and said to Martin, "Keep the paparazzi away from my house. ”

“Don't worry, boss, there won't be any leaks.” Martin replied very seriously.

“Well, please.” After that, Andy walked up the stairs with a smile on his face and quickly walked into the lobby of the mansion, welcoming the butler and maid, seeing Shakira and Cheryl, who had all been replaced with comfortable clothes.