American Fortune Life

In the face of these families firmly grasping the lifeline of the country, the principle of "all men are created equal" believed by Americans pales in comparison. Ordinary Americans can only talk to one another: These political families also rose from poverty to prosperity, so everyone still has this opportunity.

Most of the political families have huge wealth, and what is even more exaggerated is that the local political families in the United States are comparable to hereditary. The most notable example is that the Daly family in Chicago has two mayors, the old Daly and the young Daly respectively. He has worked in the post for more than 20 years and has been in charge of Chicago, the third largest city in the United States, for nearly half a century.

Daley Jr.'s successor, Emanuel, is Obama's former chief of staff, and his two brothers are also important figures in American politics.

But generally speaking, if one can gain a relationship with a prominent political family in the United States, one's career can be regarded as a successful start.

Andy has no interest in career. Apart from being too tired, he lives a fake life, especially in American politics. He has resources, but he doesn’t have the brains. It’s more comfortable to make more money and enjoy life. .

Andy took a pencil and scribbled back and forth on a piece of blank paper. Although his level was limited, simple stick figures were fine. As for sketching, ahem, don't dream.

Mark II.

"Well, it will look better when it is painted in a while... The women should have almost received it, I hope they like it."

Miami, Florida.

In the hotel, Adriana Lima curiously opened a box wrapped in colorful wrapping paper in a pink Victoria's Secret silk nightgown.

"Mysterious..."

Lima sat on the sofa and opened the box, saw a card inside, picked it up and opened it, and there was only one sentence on it, "Choose one."

He closed the card and took out the three albums in the box. Lima was surprised when he saw the pattern on it, but soon smiled sweetly.

"Ferretti, Sansk, Azimo, umm, so beautiful..." Lima's bright gray-green eyes were attracted by a yacht in the album.

Los Angeles.

"When are you going to tell me who the father of the child is?" The queen's mother looked at some promotional posters and photos spread out on the living room table, as well as the same yacht album.

Charlize with a glass of milk,

Rolling his eyes, he said lightly: "You should choose your farm, by the way, these are all from Australia..."

"It has the address on it! When are you going to get married?"

Charlize couldn't help tightening her hand holding the cup, "Who said I'm going to get married? The child is just an accident. It's a gift from God. I will give birth to him/her, raise him, and marriage...is not for me!"

The queen's mother wanted to have a fit at first, but after hearing her daughter's words, she couldn't help showing a bit of heart-wrenching pain. She stood up, hugged Charlize, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, dear..."

"Mom, don't say I'm sorry, this is my own reason, and it has nothing to do with you. Let's choose farms and yachts. We don't need to save money for that bastard. The last thing he needs is money!" The expression on Emperor Sai's face changed, But in my heart, I put all the complaints on Andy.

The mother's depressed mood was distracted by her daughter's words, and she was even more curious about who the father of the child was. It seemed that it was not a simple person.

Scarlett, who was also obsessed with which yacht to choose, also didn't pay attention to the price, after all, that bastard just made five billion dollars.

Taylor Swift opened her mouth wide, her red lips shone seductively in the sun, with a happy and surprised smile on her face, she yelled cheerfully and sat in the big red Ferrari under the envious eyes of everyone Enzoli, seeing a large bunch of red roses on the co-pilot, closed the car door, spread his fingers, screamed a few times excitedly, took a deep breath, picked up the roses and sniffed a few times, narrowing his foxy eyes slightly, A face of happiness and sweetness.

Upper East Side, Manhattan, New York.

"Honey, how long will it take for you to come back..." Andy spoke softly while frowning on the desk in the study room and drawing mechanical arms in various messy lines with a pencil on the hands-free on the phone.

"It will be two more days, and I miss you so much. I regret not being by your side to share the joy of success with you. By the way, my dear, do you really want me to participate in the design of this super yacht? ?” Ivana was wearing a nightgown, leaning on the pillow at the head of the bed, talking on the phone while flipping through some design plans and some renderings of the super yacht.

"Of course, 10,000 cards. At present, I think the whole ship is about 100 meters long, and at least it must be able to stop a helicopter. I think when you consider the shape, you should make it more sci-fi."

Ivana grinned from ear to ear, she didn't expect Andy to give her a super yacht, well, it should be for two people, at least it's named after her.

A 100-meter superyacht needs hundreds of millions of dollars, and Andy doesn't have the heart to compete with those old-fashioned tycoons. After all, the group of oil tycoons in the desert will even spend money on a 180-meter yacht in the future. The number one in the world, Andy really doesn't know what these people are thinking, just like the great director Spielberg spent 120 million to build a super yacht, it sailed for the first time, and then stopped at On the pier, I never moved.

This is not the worst, Apple's God Joe, spent hundreds of millions of dollars to order a super yacht during his lifetime, and it was completed only after his death. I will regret it to death, ahem.

The ship that Andy wants to build must be capable of ocean voyages, otherwise how will he go out to surf in the future? The 10,000 card number is the emotional witness shared by Andy and Ivana.

Ivana excitedly talked about various suggestions on the phone, what kind of yacht design, what style to follow, how to layout the space, how to set up the functions...

Of course, the angles of thinking of the two are also different. Ivana thinks about luxurious and comfortable swimming pools, spa rooms, movie theaters, bathrooms, bedrooms and so on.

Andy is thinking about a helipad, a miniature submarine, the yacht is even equipped with a missile defense system, armor plates are installed outside the master suite, bulletproof glass is installed in all the windows of the room, power speed and so on, go out to play, Especially at sea, it is natural to pay more attention to safety.

Ivana yawned involuntarily when she heard Andy's insecure nagging, and looked at the clock on the wall, it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening.

"Honey, I'm sleepy..."

"Okay, I'm a little tired too, it's already past 12 o'clock, hehe, I forgot the time to talk, so good night?" Andy turned off the light, left the study, returned to the bedroom, turned on the lamp, and lifted the quilt Lying on the bed.

"I want you to sing to me..."

With a sweet smile on the corner of Ivana's mouth, she lay on the bed, put her phone aside, turned on the speakerphone, and said coquettishly to Andy.

"Ahem, you are Yujie, do you understand Yujie? She is cold and elegant...Okay, okay, close your eyes."

Andy rolled his eyes wildly for a while, and also lay down. Hearing Ivana's coquettish and cold snort, he was defeated.

"I went around the world to tell you my lateness

you don't know how beautiful you are

I want to find you in my previous life

tell you i need you

Tell you that you are beautiful alone among the crowd

tell me your secret

ask me your confusion

let's go back to the previous life

. . . . . "

Ivana's closed eyelashes trembled slightly, a happy and sweet smile appeared on her face, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, listening to Andy's soft singing as if she was beside her, pouring out her love and longing to herself.

Andy sang Coldplay's "The Scientist" over and over again, until he confirmed that there was no sound on the other side, and he could faintly hear the sound of even breathing, then hung up the phone, shook his head and smiled wryly, got out of bed from the wine cabinet in the corner He took out a bottle of mineral water and opened it to moisten his throat.

"Hey..."

Andy sighed softly, "There must be something wrong with the way I opened Yujie... Well, it must be so, it seems that when she comes back, she will have to try other opening positions a few more times, my cold and arrogant Yujie How can you be a coquettish woman..."