American Fortune Life

"Pfft—"

Hearing Andy's self-talk, Miranda's pretty face was dimpled, showing a sweet smile, giggling, fresh and moving like the first morning wind blowing towards her.

I have to say that Miranda is indeed the best in terms of sweetness and cuteness, her frown and smile are all kinds of charms, especially the sao wave that tactfully inherits Huan, it is indeed a rare youwu.

"Hey, have you ever heard a word?" Seeing Miranda with a pretty face and a sweet smile, Andy turned over and said with a condescending smile.

"What?" Miranda's beautiful blue eyes sparkled instantly, her dimples sunken, and she raised her arms around Andy's neck, asking tenderly.

"The early bird gets the worm, and the early worm gets the bird..."

"Woo--"

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Tori, who was asleep, was awakened by the continuous shaking and meowing. He opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the two wrestling together again. He turned playfully and took the mobile phone from the creation cabinet, propped his head up, and lay on his side , turned on the phone, switched to the camera function, pointed at Miranda Kerr's face and started taking pictures.

"Bichi...don't shoot! Woohoo..."

"Giggle..." The little assistant giggled and trembled, "You said that if I upload it to the Internet now..."

Miranda Kerr's fascinated expression with a flushed pretty face became terrified, her pupils shrank, her whole body tensed up, and she turned her head to look at Tori nervously, but she was restrained by Andy, unable to speak, and let out a whining sound.

tsk tsk——

Andy, who was almost surrendered by Jia's gun, was very happy. He didn't stop the little assistant from scaring Miranda at all, and continued to be a diligent old scalper, Li over and over again. . .

. . . . . . Moo, moo, I am a hard-working scalper. . . . .

At the breakfast table, Andy was in high spirits, with an extremely comfortable expression on his face, humming a cheerful tune, flipping through the newspaper, and opening his mouth to the breakfast that the assistant next to him handed to him with a fork.

Originally, he could eat breakfast by himself, but looking at the headlines of today's major paper media, Andy really needs to read the content of the newspaper first, so the little assistant started to feed the big devil breakfast.

"Haha, I like this group of people. They are the real good employees of the Los Angeles Times. In order to keep this newspaper, they really defy the power!"

Watching the news of the "Los Angeles Times" strike, Andy laughed happily. He has lost patience with the fact that the Tribune newspaper company has not responded to the acquisition letter he sent so far.

Unexpectedly, just after he bought the "Miami Herald", it stimulated the nerves of everyone in the "Los Angeles Times", continuously reducing funds, laying off staff, and the bankruptcy protection of the parent company is coming. Several years of bewilderment and apprehension completely annoyed more than 18,000 employees of the Los Angeles Times in the United States.

Under the pretext of demanding an immediate solution to the pension debt problem, the Los Angeles Times union decided to go on strike starting today, November 7, until the debt-stricken parent company, Tribune, resolves the problem immediately.

"Boss, the trade union is a double-edged sword!" The assistant reminded at the right time.

Andy is naturally very clear about this, but he doesn't take it to heart. After all, this group of people is giving him an assist this time. Moreover, paper media publishing is already a sunset industry. These reporters are very clear. Even if the media industry Salaries were generally cut, and the reporters and editors had no choice but to accept the reality instead of threatening to strike. This is why Andy felt that they were actually the best group of people to manage.

As one of the three major daily newspapers in the United States, the impact of the general strike is very large, and it almost immediately became the focus of attention of all parties, especially at a very sensitive node. A stab in the back for the already shaky Tribune Group.

Of course, even with news of the Los Angeles Times general strike taking center stage,

It still couldn't hide the brilliance of Andy Smith. On the headlines of the entertainment section, the photo of Andy surrounded by a group of Victoria's Secret supermodels was still so dazzling that Ivana was full of resentment in the phone call.

Andy managed to coax Ivana well and told her to go back to New York in the afternoon, which finally made the mother-to-be feel better.

"You're such a jerk!" Miranda, who was wearing a bathrobe, with rosy cheeks and a hint of spring between her brows, sat at the dining table, jokingly teased while eating a salad made of various fruits and vegetables.

Andy put down his phone, shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "My life is like a sumptuous meal, with all kinds of food. Although I like steak most, Australian lamb, Brazilian barbecue, pasta, etc. , I will not miss it, I have a good appetite, and I am big enough, and I have the conditions to enjoy it to my heart's content, and my eating looks good.

In fact, I am the same as those gluttonous eating men, the only difference is that all I have are goddesses! "

"puff--"

Miranda, who was eating a vegetable and fruit salad, penned a handful of salad dressing, her baby face was flushed, and she looked like she couldn't laugh or cry, with veins throbbing on her forehead.

"Ahem..."

The little assistant was almost choked to death by his own saliva, what the big devil said was really shameless!

Andy shrugged and spread his hands, pursed his lips, and continued to sweep the breakfast delicacies on the table.

Someone sent Miranda Kerr, who had delivered food all night, away, and the little assistant started to pack her luggage, while Andy called Al to discuss how to write an article on the Los Angeles Times strike. Force the Tribune Group to make a choice.

"Boss, in fact, it is best for the Miami Herald to do this article. After all, we sent acquisition letters to both parties at the same time. Now that one acquisition has been completed, the other has not responded. Instead, there has been a big Going on strike, having the Miami Herald do the talking is the best way to stimulate debate in the media."

Hearing Al's suggestion, Andy nodded, well, this is another form of asking his newspaper to write soft articles for him for publicity.

After listening to some progress reports on other projects, Andy hung up the phone and called Alisa, the CEO of the "Miami Herald". The trip can be regarded as a successful end.

Although it was only a one-night friendly exchange with Lima, she will be able to send her off at any time. . . The gift is light and the affection is heavy, and Andy will also give generously, the gift she wants most in return, so that she can return home with a full reward.

New York, as well as the whole of the United States, and the whole world are caught in the heat of the election of the first black president in the United States. It seems that if you don't say something, you can't show the example of American democracy and the new achievements of freedom and equality.

Even the black barber who has shaved O'Hei Niu for 14 years is given the prefix of the president, and the president of the flying shoes, who has been forgotten in the corner of the world, can only rely on his not very flattering, violent personality The puppy bit the reporter to compete for some attention.

"Mr. Smith, do you have any suggestions on what kind of pet dog the first family will buy in the future..."

"Mr. Smith, what do you think of the Italian Prime Minister's controversial remarks about the skin color of the black cattle..."

"Will you be at the presidential inauguration?"

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Andy's whole face is as indifferent as usual, ignoring the group of paparazzi, reporters' boring questions, Nima, the first pet dog of the first family has become a hot topic in the United States, a group of silly 13 have forgotten that they are still in the financial industry In the storm?

He's so meowing that he can't eat anymore, and he still cares about what kind of dog the president keeps. I don't know if the Americans are really heartless, or he's just meowing for fun.

"You fucking meow, hurry up and decide what kind of dog you want, damn it, I'm getting annoyed to death by those damned paparazzi!"

Andy got into the car, angrily took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to complain, and within a minute, the text message was answered.

"Hehe...do you have any good suggestions?"

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