American Fortune Life

To be honest, the "gold content" of Major League Soccer is still far behind the four major professional leagues in North America. At present, professional hockey league, the weakest of the four major professional leagues, has a total value of 4 billion US dollars, while the value of Major League Soccer has not been able to break through 1 billion US dollars.

Although from the first tournament in 1996 to now, there are many well-known stars in MLS every season. But what really made the major leagues a global sensation was the joining of "heartbeat" Beckham last year.

However, when the aliens held a press conference to announce joining the New York Red Bulls, on the same day, the AC Milan club held a press conference to officially announce the joining of the "heartbeat" Beckham.

After coming and going, letting the aliens join has aroused greater attention, coupled with the most shameless boasting of the New York media, in just one morning, there was an "alien craze" in New York.

Of course, the biggest impact that Ronnie brought to the Red Bull Club was that there were not enough jerseys to sell in the official store. What was crazy was that when he got off work in the afternoon, Andy received an excited and somewhat incoherent report from Mawson.

Ronaldo's stock of official jerseys has been emptied!

Well, it looks like this craze brought by aliens will continue for a long time. However, this is exactly what Andy wants to see. The popularity of salted fish clubs like the New York Red Bulls has reached an unprecedented height.

I dare not say anything else, at least the value of the club should have soared to 100 million U.S. dollars now. After all, just selling jersey advertisements and naming names has earned more than 50 million U.S. dollars.

"In history, no athlete has had more impact on the global sport than the alien Ronaldo landed in the United States."

Andy, who was going through rush hour and traffic jam in Manhattan, looked at the car TV with a smile on his face and crossed his legs. The club manager, Mo Sen, couldn't suppress his inner joy when facing the camera, and said to the camera very proudly.

"Ronnie has picked the right city, the right club and he's going to be successful. Ronnie is a great player and his arrival has told the world that the league here is serious and brings a big boost to the big leagues. Influence..." The president of the major league, Tang Jiabo, who was still feeling helpless because Beckham left to join AC Milan, smiled like a flower, and he was not stingy with his praise, but he had already started thinking about going back to improve the admission of the league fee.

Tsk tsk, all the aliens are here, the access fee that can be increased to 10 million US dollars because of Beckham's joining is too low, it's time to increase it some more!

"boom!"

A loud noise startled Andy. With a gloomy face, he looked away from the car TV, and saw the ferocious face lying on the window glass and raising his middle finger at himself, screaming loudly.

Then a glass of drink was splashed on the car window, and Andy frowned as he watched the crowd of people slapping the car window and cursing loudly.

"Drive away, drive away!"

Andy heard Martin in the co-pilot's seat giving orders into the headset, and soon bodyguards appeared and pushed the people around the car away with great force.

"Boss, it's the protesting crowd..."

With a gloomy expression, Andy nodded, looking at the people who were waving their teeth and claws at the bodyguards and raised their middle fingers, and the crowd of protesters holding various signs passing by behind them.

"Kill the Wall Street Vampire"

"Everyone on Wall Street should go to hell"

"Hungry? Go eat the banker"

"We need real democracy."

The subprime mortgage crisis, the Madoff scam, and the ice storm seem to have made people in the metropolis of New York more and more hostile.

Andy shook his head. The closer to Christmas, the more uncontrollable the anger of some people. The sins of Wall Street have already angered the entire American society. The 700 billion bailout funds are opaque and unknown. In the end, it completely aroused the anger of the Nashui people.

Seeing his four bodyguards in black coats lined up on both sides, in the cold wind, they stretched out their hands to support the roof of the car,

Guarding the Rolls-Royce, which was barely moving like a snail, Andy in the carriage couldn't help laughing at himself.

Perhaps at this moment, the words that Benjamin Franklin said are appropriate to describe, "If money can't buy happiness, at least it can stop the poor from robbing us."

The night is getting darker, and the skyscrapers are like huge lion monsters, squatting in the twilight, blinking lights like thousands of small eyes.

The convoy drove slowly into the Long Island Manor, and Andy got out of the car and walked towards the brightly lit and warm mansion.

"... There was a bang, not to mention, it really shocked me. At that time, I thought, this is someone who hates the rich?

What the hell, when a real man sees my car, shouldn't he want to fight so that one day he can buy one too. . . "

On the dining table with blooming flowers exuding a faint floral fragrance, Andy made complaints as he put a piece of wagyu beef into his mouth with a fork.

Ivana, who was a little angry because of Andy's swear words, looked at her man sweetly, and said softly: "Too many people are smart enough to express their anger, but not smart enough to make themselves successful." .”

Andy's eyes lit up slightly, the corners of his mouth raised, raised his eyebrows and looked at Ivana, who was already a little baby fat, and her face had become round, and said with a smile: "Do you know what I like about you the most?"

Ivana narrowed her eyes with a smile, pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows, and shook her head slightly, listening to Andy's answer with some expectation.

"It's just that you and I are so in perfect harmony! Even in Chuangshang, we can achieve a 360-degree close fit without dead ends..."

"Bah! Disgusting..."

Ivana rolled her eyes at Andy, who started to smirk badly, and stretched out her hand to pat Lushan's claw, but the upward arc of her mouth clearly showed that she was already happy in her heart. .

After dinner, a fireplace was ignited in the living room outside the master bedroom. The firewood was burning, and the room was as warm as spring. Andy reclined on the large sofa, holding the remote control to change channels in a somewhat boring manner.

click

Andy looked up at the door. Ivana, who was wearing a thick nightgown, came in with two cups of coffee, a maid behind her with a pastry, and a fruit tray.

"There's nothing I can do about you." Andy looked at Ivana helplessly after putting the coffee cup on the table, then lifted the blanket, stretched out his hand and pulled her over, letting her lie down too.

"Come on, let me have a taste of how I make it. Espresso Carrito, my new way of brewing." After sitting down, Ivana took a cup of coffee and turned to hand it to Andy with a treasured expression on her face. Said.

"Oh?"

Andy sat up, took the coffee curiously, sniffed it, frowned slightly, and then said with some uncertainty: "You don't know if this is dark coffee? Why does it smell like alcohol? smell?"

"I hate it! You'll know it after one sip, it should be delicious." Ivana shook Andy's arm coquettishly, her big eyes blinking and blinking, urging Andy to take a sip and taste it.

Andy rolled his eyes speechlessly, hesitated for a while, and finally took a sip.

"puff"

"Honey, what are you doing here! Why is there still strong wine?" Andy swallowed hard, then picked up a ruby ​​grape and put it into his mouth with a bitter face, watching as he spit out the little sachet Ivana asked.

"Carrito coffee is just grappa with coffee. Italians believe that having a cup after dinner is good for digestion and sleep. Well, it seems you don't like it..."

Hearing Ivana's explanation, Andy's mouth twitched, and he said dumbfoundedly: "I still like latte and cappuccino, and I don't need to try anything else, I don't want to be a victim of your dark cuisine. "

"Heck, it's not that exaggerated. If I wasn't pregnant, I would definitely try it..."

"Snapped!"

Andy reached out and patted her increasingly expensive buttocks, and said angrily, "Don't mess around."

Ivana raised her eyebrows and kissed him on the lips with a coquettish smile. She was embraced by Andy, covered with a woolen blanket, and reclined on the sofa, chatting about the big day tomorrow for the two of them. This kind of preparation work, while you and I are feeding each other and eating fruits.