Going Into the World!

I also had time to take pictures after showing them to the followers of Rocksville School. Rooms and landscapes of unusual designs throughout the company were busy pressing shutters.

It was 3 o'clock when I arrived at the company, so I took a tour and it was almost dinner. I came a long way, but I didn't want to just send it back, so I stayed at the dormitory near the company, and I cared to play another day tomorrow. Kids are excited because they are allowed to eat at work and use the exercise facilities and computers in the main house or dormitory building.

The next day, I had Jennifer take a tour of Hollywood and the film company. When I came early this year, I didn't come this much, I got on a plane, and I didn't think about it until I moved out.

It was an improvisational event, and I was very enthusiastic about the word 'Hollywood' because it was still a kid.

Dinner usually takes place at work and comes home after 10: 00. It's because I don't have much to do in a shabby mansion. I like to relax on the weekends, but usually I have gym facilities in my office and a restaurant nearby, so I'm just preoccupied with work until late, but now that Jennifer's here for a while, I rushed off to work.

As I enter the house, Jennifer is singing a nostril because she feels very good.

"Looks like you had fun today. Where have you been?"

"Yes, I stopped by the film company for lunch and went shopping on Beverly Hills Street."

"What? You took all those kids shopping?"

"Everyone likes it. Boys love it. They all bought T-shirts. Later on, it was just girls. Heheh heh."

In fact, the boys bought something and went straight to the arcade. I've heard that there are some fun things like advanced shooter games there.

From what I've heard, it seems like everyone is chatting excitedly with their subordinates. The children can see well even if they don't see that they've met a water bottle. He must have stuck with all his father and wife. I'm glad you had a good time anyway. I think it looks light on my feet since I went shopping with my dogs.

"Shall we go swimming?"

As I entered October, it was a bit cold, so it was about 25 or 6 degrees during the day, but today the weather exceeded the average temperature. It's the kind of day you want to play with the water.

"Is that so? It was hot during the day. I'll change right away!" I'm going upstairs as if that's a good idea.

I went to my room and simply showered and changed my clothes. The pool is connected directly next to the house, so it is designed to be accessible only through two doors in the house. I blocked the whole area with opaque glass and covered the open and closed glass. I hate insects and mosquitoes, so I can use them with confidence even when the ceiling is open.

She sits at an angle on the chair in the pool, and Jennifer changes and shakes her butt.

"Jennifer, come here and stand up."

"Why? Suddenly..."

"Huh-huh. Just get in position here."

I wore my favorite strap bikini on my own, but I also feel overwhelmed by the majesty of 34D. Scream! You're my only hope. I feel something very sad for a moment.

"Jennifer, can't you just take off your top?"

"Ahhh. What's that supposed to mean? It's still daylight." Jennifer makes a fool of herself.

"This place is blocked! And I put my life on the line, but isn't it too salty?"

I was pouting. I slept with him, but I still haven't lost, and he's reluctant to undress in front of me staring straight at me. You should be ashamed of yourself. Tsk.

"Why so grumpy? Okay. But John always makes me do weird things. Ew!"

I let go of the rope because my mouth is twitching. I'm a little embarrassed and sneer, but I can't help but wander around with my posture. Hmm. Looking good.

American is the best!?

I'm amazed. Jennifer asks me to take my pants off, too. This brother risked everything for you, and you threatened to show it to me, and I finally let him.

Blonde hair that comes down over the shoulder and over the chest waves as the body swings. The golden light that rises in the sun shining down through the glass ceiling is good.

Heheheh. I knew gold was the best!?

You can see the golden fur even under the slightest veil of your hand. Phew. This whole body is golden. I see whiter skin in the sun, which naturally amazes the blonde with luscious breasts, the Y between the crooked legs below and the long straight legs. I knew it! My legs look great!

"Kick! John, that's it!"

Khh! Hmmm. When I opened my mouth and looked at the hedgehog, I woke up a man who was lying there without even knowing it. Jennifer giggles with her hands pointing down at me.

I couldn't bear it, so I carried him into the room and threw him into bed. I have to play the last game a little longer this time. For making fun of the West.

I pressed Jennifer, who was surprised by my sudden behavior and climbed up willingly. Haha. I'll give you my blessing... But when did I see such a drama?

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Thinking about last night's delightful evening, I also walked to work refreshingly.

I can't help but think of the guy who was yelling "nice" in the Big Mountain Valley. I came all the way to my office, and Eric, who was following me around, looks a little strange.

I wish you could look at me like that. Heheheh.

"Oh, I think something good is going to happen today."

I sat fluffy on my chair in a cheerful manner. There are several newspapers on your desk that your secretary has left you.

I was a little faint now, but I opened the newspaper to see if there were any occasional heroic stories. Hmm. The Wall Street Journal. Isn't this Murdock's company? God damn it.

< Is the rich free from illegal law? >

[It is well known that John Kim of the Johnstone Group flew in a helicopter to the building where the terrorist incident occurred. You broke the law to save your girlfriend, but how do you accept flying a helicopter without consulting the police or the rescue office in advance? It is true that you saved lives, but it is also true that you broke the law. Do I have to pay attention to crime because there is something good done in the United States, a juristic country with ideological values of freedom and equality? We're all going to think about it.]

"What the hell! What an asshole! If it's an offense, the first ones to go to jail are their own people, and they write these fucking knights!"

On a good day, I feel like I'm walking by the building and I'm looking over the tapestry that I sprayed on the roof. Life has been singing about beauty since morning... but I've been clenching my fists without knowing it.

'I was busy last time, but these guys keep tickling my nose. Phew! No matter how sick your stomach gets, you stab me again? I need to look at my hands really hard…'

The last time he talked to me, his brother got kicked out, but he hasn't regained consciousness. When I look at it, it is likely that he grew up to be a second year old and hates to see others become independent and good.

"What? You knew things were getting bigger with my intervention? I was so busy at the time, I looked after her, and she didn't know she was afraid of tigers."

The last time I had a slight problem at a party after the MTV Video Awards, the Murdock newspaper sent out an article as cleverly as I was responsible.

I was angry and decided to do something right away, but after 9/11 happened, the incident was too blurry, and when I acted like a hero, I put off retribution, not extravagant forgiveness.

"Phew!"

My blood pressure rose for a moment and I took a breath. With my mind calmed down, I quickly thought that I should check people's reactions first.

I quickly went online to the relevant newspaper on the internet

["You're talking nonsense. So you want me to let my girlfriend die? Shut it down right now!]

["Of course I'm here to save my girlfriend. So we just wait for rescue? If you did, you'd be dead."]

["Nonsense. His woman must be protected."]

["Bring the dead back to life by law."]

Most comments strongly advocate for me. I mean, who's chasing you in the back with a knife, and you want me to stop it from flashing? I can't do that.

["It worked out well, but the law is the law."]

["He's got a lot of money, and he's going to need another lawyer."]

["If you call in that many helicopters, you'll get past the silverware.]

"Huff-puff, these guys!"

A few opinions, but some of them scratch me. Politely, 'But you have to keep the law.' There are some who say, 'but there are some who criticize openly.

It's all good. Then you should know that your lover, wife, children, or parents are dead, but be polite to the law!

There is some controversy about reading everywhere. If more than half of them support me completely and call me a nonsense article, about 30% listen to me in the way that "sacrificing my family because of the law.."

The rest say, "Soon to be dead! 'An antique. It's always the kids who don't follow the law.

It is negative for me to be at the center of this controversy. My image, "Hero," "Cool Man," "Romance," and "James Bond," has nothing to do with my compliance.

Did you see James Bond guarding the signal? Then why is our hero Superman fighting in the street and smashing up a rigorous car or building next to him?

It still bothers me. I feel bad that Jennifer and my name go up and down people's mouths because of nothing.

Moreover, everyone is on my side now because of the afterstorm of heroism, but compassion is like a dancing sea, so I don't know what will happen over time.

'If I just let this go, I don't know where else to go. Shit.'

I thought it was time to sharpen and polish it for a while and take out the hidden weapon I didn't use. With added cleanliness features, you don't have to worry about getting caught anymore...

I summoned Thomas, my right hand, first. I could have done it myself, but I couldn't take away Thomas' joy. Hehe. And it's annoying to sit in front of a computer all day. Sequelae of many years of ileal quality Did I ever fall into a computer and live like that?

In fact, Thomas is the biggest seller in our company. When I was a kid, I used to press it for a few days when I was sitting in front of the computer, and now I still have fun all day. I mean, I'm the head of the Online Information team, but the managers below actually take care of it.

In the past, when there were only 20 people left on the Internet, it is now the Stone Age. Not only did we increase the servers, but now we have more than 500 people because we have a lot of talented staff.

With increasing importance for information, from well-named hackers to researchers specializing in patterns and statistics, top talent in various fields came to work.

The information gathered from these locations will be sent to Jason's Information Team Leader, who will go through the validation and aggregation process once, or the necessary departments will be sent a separate report to me.

In that sense, it's actually Jason's Office of Information that runs the department, but Thomas is absolutely necessary for the invisible dynamics of the Office of Information.

Engineers in the online information team take pride in their work. They think they're the best in the world, so they want to be recognized by the department and themselves.

Moreover, there are many strange children in the eyes of ordinary people, so it is difficult to form a bond unless they are of the same kind of human beings. Come on, some of these guys are hackers, so they're not totally normal, right?

If you think of someone who fits in really well with those weirdos, 'Sat. E. S.

They say they feel a strong sense of empathy and recognition among their employees. I think it's because someone from the same engineering group understands them well as their deputy chief.

Of course, Thomas' other role is to oversee the intelligence room by being my eyes and ears, as well as performing special operations I instruct. He's the only one we can trust, right?

"John! Did you call for me? What's going on?"

I told him he had something to discuss, and he came out. My face is full of curiosity, but I can't breathe running.

"Hey, why are you running so fast? What the hell is going on?"

"Oh! John told me to jump! I thought it was urgent!"

"What?!"

Thomas is displeased that he is not responsible for what I say. Hic. He has a really good head, but like a computer, he always forgets that sentence interpretation is a 'job title' for a moment.

[Loyalty 100, Intelligence 100, Wisdom 40, Horse 100, Horse 30, Power 9, Leadership 30, Leadership 100 (in similar classes)]

This should be about as numerical as the game character. Deviations in each stat are very large.

"I have some urgent business to attend to this time."

"Really? What is it? Is this about the server?"

As he pretends, Thomas smells the scent and gives you a big head.

"Phew! That's disgusting!"

"Huh-huh."

I don't care if I scream. Tsk.

"Yes, it's urgent that we gather information. Time is important."

"Time? Huh. Huh. Of course you prepared a price, right?"

Staring at me, "How much do you want? It seemed to say. '

"I've done this many times. How about 2,000?"

"Two thousand? That'll take two days."

Thomas' mouth pops forward. Disappointed that his face is full of complaints. Too weak?

"Tsk. How many do you need? You seem to be inflating too much these days. You know that, don't you?"

"Huh-huh. That's what friends are for. You should treat her every day as your right hand."

"Oh my, this guy's good. 5,000?"

"5,000? Okay. I'll get you there by morning. But what do you need?"

Squeak! After accepting his enthusiasm, I haven't told him what to do yet. So he didn't know what it was, and he was working the swarm?

"Look at this!"

I gave you the article on my desk.

"Is a rich man free from wrongdoing? This is about you, isn't it, John?" Thomas is astonished.

"Yes, what do you think?"

"What the hell are all these people! So I'm supposed to just sit here and die? They're talking about how they were beaten up for breaking the law the last time. John, are you just gonna stand by and watch these bastards?"

Thomas acts like he's doing his job. Yeah, man, you're loyal 100.

"Go rob the castle. They suck. There's no way the dust won't fly." I have orders.

"Don't worry, I'm sure of it. It's like laying down and eating. I've had my career, but I'm an expert now. Huhu."

"I believe in you. Now that the datacenter expansion is somewhat finalized, write up to 10,000 units in particular."

It's amazing how much I feel like I've been hurt. It's an old bonus.

"10,000?! Haha. That's John. You finally understand the value of your right arm! Then I'm busy, so I'll be going."

Thomas pops out like a poop puppy just in case I change my words. Gosh, I don't know how long he'll do that. I'm supposed to be with a girl all day long, and I'm stuck in front of a monitor and I'm playing with a server, and I can't even think straight, but what's wrong, Otaku?

"You bastards, don't you think you're going to get dusty because you robbed? '

Murdock's news corporation is said to have nearly 60 to 70 subsidiaries, so if you talk about it, there will be a line.

There is no way to investigate many of these subsidiaries in a typical company. But you didn't pick the right one. I have a huge feather of dirt. I'll let you out in a day.

"Heheheh. Walk your calves and wait!"

Artwork Reviews

The Wall Street Journal was sold to Murdock on August 1, 2007 for five billion dollars, and in December of that year it was officially licensed for sale by shareholders. The newspaper, which won 30 Pulitzers in total, including the year of its acquisition, has no last record so far.

According to other articles, Murdock tended to put subtle pressure on his own newspapers to represent his ideas. If you translate something out of that "excuse me,"

Emery, who used to work for Murdock, got a page from Murdock. This is Mr. Emir's reflection.

MD: "The Times is Harold Evans. I'm gonna have to fire you."

EM: "Sir, you promised me that the resignation of the editor must be with the consent of the independent editors."

MD: Oh, my God! You don't really believe that, do you? Huh? Did you really believe me?! "

He ended up cutting out editors he didn't like. And the editors of Wall Street did, too.

By the way, Upton's bra size is 34D natural. I read a comment on one or two (American magazine) articles, and I said, "Oh, I'm impressed. ',' my romance!" I admired the men on my back. This is a model of the talk.

By the way, Jennifer is prettier with carrots.