American Fortune Life

The morning sun shines on the Daiso in the bedroom with the breeze blowing the curtains. Although it is a bit chilly, the golden sunlight shines through the treetops and shines on the entire courtyard, making the sky bluer. The air is filled with fresh grass and trees and "Chirp" birdsong.

Putting on his sports gear, Andy walked out of the villa, raised his arms high and did a few stretching exercises, put two fingers in his mouth, and blew a crisp whistle. Quicksilver and the witch barked twice. Know where it came from.

"I love this warm sunshine!"

During the nearly three-week trip to London, Andy thoroughly experienced the gloom, and also understood why the British guys are so excited to watch football games. How many people with mental illness.

Putting on the earphones, Andy zipped up the hoodie, put on the hat, and walked out of the gate of the villa. He saw seven or eight yawning paparazzi who were shocked by his appearance and surrounded him with cameras.

Andy nodded slightly at them. They were all familiar faces. Although he knew that he couldn't give a good face to these paparazzi who are good at pushing their noses on their faces, who made today's mood good.

The tight elastic sports pants clearly outline the muscle groups on his legs. As he runs, the muscle groups are also changing and moving, ignoring the paparazzi chasing him behind him. In the company of Kuaiyin and the witch Sahuan , along the Panshan Road, started his Beverly Hills morning run.

"morning."

"Good morning..."

Andy greeted with a smile to the fourth celebrity who met, and Andy responded with a charming smile to Julia Roberts, who was wearing a Nike knitted cardigan, sports shorts, and a pair of strong tui with a big mouth. This is the California style , more enthusiasm.

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Andy stood on a protruding rock on Beverly Hills, exhaled a breath of foul air, looked at the orange-yellow morning sun and Hollywood at the foot of the mountain, and felt more comfortable and clear.

Walking out of the steamy and misty bathroom, Andy only wore a bath towel around his waist, wiped his hair with the towel in his hand, and wriggled into the cloakroom with the music playing all the time .

He tore off the bath towel, looked at himself in the mirror, wiped his bird's nest with the towel, and shook it a few times proudly.

"It's so powerful!"

Andy didn't care about the more and more narcissistic character. People, with the continuous improvement of success, worth, status, and achievements, they will gradually become narcissistic and domineering. To put it bluntly, it is still a confidence factor.

A person's temperament has a lot to do with his personal confidence. The so-called local tyrants are just suppressed for a long time. After the sudden burst of confidence, it brought a shock to others that subverted common sense.

Putting on a comfortable white sweater with a sunny smell, she sat in the restaurant, and Liu Yan, the chef and butler, served a Chinese breakfast with a kind smile on her face.

"Knowing that you are coming back, yesterday afternoon I stewed the big bone soup. This is a thick soup with tofu brain thickened with gravy. The spicy oil is also just prepared. Try it and see if it suits your taste. By the way, there is also cold noodle..."

Andy looked at the big bowl in front of him, and the top was covered with steamed beef, celery, fried pork belly, kohlrabi, peanuts, and local tyrant tofu nao with seasonings of green onion, and he couldn't help smiling happily.

"Thank you, Aunt Liu, sorry for the trouble."

"Look at what your kid said, what's the trouble, add some spicy peppers, and see if you like it?"

Andy smiled and picked up the soup spoon and stirred it a few times. The color is rich like a work of art, and the tenderness can be felt.

Put a spoonful into the mouth, the fresh tofu is tender and smooth, it melts in the mouth, without the slightest beany smell, and various ingredients make this delicate and not monotonous at all.

"Perfect, simply delicious..."

"What's delicious? Ms. Liu, please give me one too, thank you."

Just when Andy was full of praise, a familiar voice suddenly joined in, and Andy rolled his eyes,

He turned his head and looked at Carl, who had lost weight quite successfully, but was still a little fat, and walked in.

"Mr. Carl, sit down first, I'll serve you..."

Seeing the back of Liu Yan walking into the kitchen, Carl sat beside Andy, looked at Andy who gave him a blank look with a wretched smile, and said, "How was your trip to Europe? Hehe, your taste is really good. It's getting more and more complicated, you Italian goddess..."

"Get lost! If you talk nonsense again, I'll fire you!" Andy glared at the fat man angrily, and spouted furiously, but the slightly curved corners of his mouth showed a hint of secret satisfaction.

"Okay, ok! You are the boss, you are the biggest, but you should also take it easy, some women are women who have become Jing, don't leave any excuses, pay attention to the benefits given, the novelty is over, get out as soon as possible... "

Carl looked serious, and whispered beside Andy. To be honest, he was really a little scared by Andy's current taste and increasingly unscrupulous eating, and he had to remind him more.

"I know." Andy nodded slightly, with a gleam in his eyes. He understands the unpredictability better than anyone else. Once a woman really wants to be ruthless, she will definitely ignore it. Therefore, the means of coercion He will never use it, and he has been accumulating means of checks and balances.

In the most intimate period of the relationship, a woman's IQ and defense will be close to zero, so some videos and photos, after soft and hard work, are all left by him as commemorative light and shadows, plus the exchange of benefits, I think it will not capsize .

"It's good that you understand. Your big tree controls the fate of many people, and there must be no problems." Carl took the tofu brain from Liu Yan with a smile on his face, and continued after watching her leave.

"Oh, by the way, this is the whereabouts record of your babies during this time..."

As he spoke, he put down the spoon, took out a document bag from the briefcase beside him, put it on the table, and raised his left eyebrow without losing the opportunity.

Andy snorted angrily, and continued to eat the rich breakfast.

"Wow! What kind of buns are these? There's a lot of soup flowing..." Carl looked at the buns on the plate and shouted in surprise, his eyes were full of foodies, and he kept chewing.

"Crab roe soup dumpling." Andy rolled his eyes, and Carl, who had already picked up the plate and started filling the plate, introduced dumbfoundingly.

"Oh my God, your life is really enviable and enviable!" The foodie who was devouring his food had an annoyed and envious expression on his face.

"Don't talk about me, how are you doing recently? When are you going to get married?" Andy asked.

"It is very happy to be surrounded by a big tree like you. Isn't it true that you haven't bought a house yet? By the way, boss, when will you be able to buy the cabbage price house you mentioned? Recently, the house price But it’s picking up a bit.”

Hearing Carl's complaints, Andy didn't care, and said while eating: "After September next year, you can buy it at the price of cabbage. The current recovery is just a dying struggle. These real estate developers are also wishful thinking. , the bubble has burst, how can it recover.”

"Listen to you, you are right, you are a new generation of financial prodigy in the United States, and now the financial articles on your blog have been reposted many times, whether it is housing price prediction or precious metal investment, the public respects you very much .”

Hearing Carl's flattering praise, Andy frowned, and shook his head and said, "This is not a good thing! Those were just a few worries I wrote before the subprime mortgage crisis. After a few months, I didn’t expect someone to hype it up again.”

He also heard Ivana mention on the phone that many mainstream media in the United States seem to be touting him recently. He, who was originally full of conspiracy theory thinking, immediately discovered sensitively that this matter is not that simple. However, after all, he was flattering him, and he also wanted to see what the people behind him wanted to do.

"Why is it not a good thing? I know what you are worried about, but you can't make everyone love you and like you. This is of great benefit to your image and personality. You just need to make less predictions in the future and invest Intention, it is enough to talk about financial issues that are vague but correct and cannot be faulted, this halo can protect you, just accept it calmly.”

Carl shook his head and expressed his point of view. To be honest, since last year, he has been committed to buying those gossip tabloids in Hollywood to whitewash Andy's previous black history, and even blocked several people who wanted to use Andy. Things that happened in the relationship were peddled to the media news.

You must know that Andy in the decadent period, the status and fame in Hollywood at that time were very different from what they are now, and the women who can touch and have sex are even less popular. These bitches want to be famous and make money, but they do everything. Can do it.

Carl spared no effort to protect the image that was finally washed clean. By buying off the media, he helped Andy brag about the new book he had just published over time, so that Andy could be portrayed as a bohemian genius writer and other auras.

Geniuses always think differently from ordinary people, and it is understandable that they have some out-of-the-box or weird personalities. This is undoubtedly a reason and excuse that can be accepted by the whole world.

Of course, Andy is also aware of Carl's efforts behind the scenes, although Andy always ignores the paparazzi and reporters at the door, but he knows that Carl is very familiar with those people and has maintained long-term contact.

In addition to the marketing of "Dark Fairy Tales" and "Inception" when they were just published, Carl also made a lot of efforts in the back, using all kinds of threats to lure those readers Di black history, discredit his gossip tabloids.

"Do you need me to thank you!" In the living room, Andy crossed his legs and nestled in the soft and spacious sofa, playing "Sega Rally" with the fat man next to him with the handle in his hand.

The fat man bought this game just after it was launched, and brought it to Andy. Hearing what Andy said, Carl couldn't help but pouted, and said, "It's really not sincere! By the way, the Screenwriters Association sent you a letter, hoping You stand up and support them publicly."

"Huh?" Andy couldn't help frowning, and sighed softly, knowing that Hollywood is in big trouble, "The game has started, we'll talk about it later..."