American Fortune Life

Listening to Andy's childish words, Old Smith just laughed and didn't argue with him. Andy can do whatever he wants in some matters, but he can't decide the marriage arbitrarily. Must be excellent in all respects.

Marriage is still a bit early for Andy now, so old Smith didn't want to argue with his grandson to get any results.

"Okay, your private life in the past two years has been chaotic enough. This time you successfully acquired "The Observer", and you will enter the field of vision of many people. Whether it is ridicule or objective viewing, the media and newspapers will target you. You really It’s too young, look at all the newspapers, TV station bosses, whoever is under 40 years old... You have to withstand the pressure, I will find a way to relieve you some pressure, Andrew Sorkin’s interview is well prepared, He won't deliberately make things difficult for you, just like that, I hang up..."

Andy was speechless for a long time holding his mobile phone, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed. It really was an old fox. He had thought of everything for himself. The interview with the gold medal reporter of "New York Times" was not something his father Oston could arrange now.

Being ridiculed by the media collectively, the most fearful thing is that there is no chance to refute with the platform, and the public opinion will be completely biased by those media. At that time, Andy may really become a laughing stock.

Don't think about it anymore, soldiers will come to cover the water and earth!

"Boom..."

"Come in." Andy looked at the laptop in front of him and thought with a wry smile. It seemed that there was no way to write any more. Peter Kaplan came in with sweat on his forehead.

"The reporters are gone?" Andy asked with a chuckle.

"No, they all went to the lobby on the first floor to wait. They were all waiting for you to get off work." Peter Kaplan said with a bitter face, but secretly smiled in his heart.

"Cut! I'll go directly to the underground parking lot. Who would go to the lobby on the first floor? These reporters are really annoying. Okay, I won't tell you. I'll go first. A newspaper management meeting will be held at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning... While putting on his suit, Andy closed his notebook, put it in his bag, straightened his loose tie in front of the full-length mirror, then walked out of the office with Pete, talked to secretary Anne, and brought four The bodyguard walked to the elevator.

Sitting in the car, Andy looked at the reporters around the car, knocking on the windows constantly, feeling a little speechless, as expected, they were all pervasive.

Leaning on the back of the car seat, closing his eyes slightly, recalling the plot of the "Gossip Girl" TV series, this drama is not lost in his mind, so he can only recall as much as possible.

"Gossip Girl", Andy has been chasing after the first, second and third seasons. At that time, he was still very curious about the life of the upper class in Manhattan, the rich family.

Of course, Blake Lively's beauty and hot figure are also the motivation for him to keep watching. Following her footsteps, he learns about the life of the upper-class nobles in every detail, and watches all kinds of quarrels and emotional entanglements between the son-in-law and the daughter-in-law.

Watching the high school students in the United States drink, promiscuously, fight each other and even take drugs. It is a perfect interpretation of what is called the evil capitalist world.

From the lack of fashion at the beginning of the first season to the various big-name fashions after the second season, it is simply a perfect trend indicator, and it also makes this show an object of worship for the fashion life of American teenagers.

Andy frowned slightly, very tangled, because "Gossip Girl" started to run away in the second season, completely out of the scale of youth dramas, and started all kinds of sex. This gave Andy an intuitive feeling for the first time about the openness of the US emperor.

It was as if 10,000 grass mud horses ran past, and each of them spit out a mouthful of saliva. A few men and women, tossing and turning various groups of CP to roll the sheets. . .

Want to write? Do you really want to write it out?

Andy shook his head and laughed. After the novel is serialized, it will inevitably be controversial. As for the original novel, which is very clean, he has never read it.

Naturally, I can only transcribe according to the plot of the TV series in my mind.

However, it seems that something has been forgotten. . .

By the way, it is absolutely possible to let the novel come out first, launch a TV series, and make a dress-up game with the theme of "Gossip Girl". You can support the game company, and you don't have to keep throwing money into it like you are now.

Dress up game is the simplest and most common web casual game, a game that is liked by children aged 5 and 6 to women in their 30s, with beautiful and diverse clothing, hair of various colors and lengths, and everything Accessories are the reason why women like dress up games.

The dress-up games on the market are basically free. The game is simple to write and easy to play, but the only disadvantage is that it is difficult to make a profit and there is no brand blessing. Basically, the development of this kind of game is to be a living Lei Feng.

Of course, Andy wouldn't play Lei Feng, what he wanted was a brand, a complete brand chain.

Novels, TV shows, games. Advance in turn to form a brand effect, allowing major fashion brands to pay for all players. As for the placement of ads that will make players angry, sorry, the game is free.

The scene of the game is the fashion street in Manhattan. Players can choose various skin colors, facial features and figures at will, and enter the store to try on fashions. He only needs to rent the stores in the game to major fashion brands, and every season is a game upgrade.

The well-dressed characters can take photos and upload them to a separate server, and other registered users will like and support them. They will compare each other and compete against each other. Finally, the first place will be decided. By the way, in order to increase participation, the first place can be chosen arbitrarily A fashion brand, get a set of seasonal fashion.

To be more shameless, all players who want to upload photos to participate in the PK need to pay a registration fee of US$1. With one dollar to fight tens of thousands of dollars of fashion, women will not be stingy.

This simple game can fully tap its potential, and Andy is very clear about the future trend of game development, AR and VR will dominate the trend.

The dress-up game is simply the best carrier of AR augmented reality technology. At that time, female players can try on the new fashions of major global brands at will as long as they are on the TV at home or on the projection wall.

At that time, you could earn a lot of money just by placing advertisement fees. . . . . .

Gosh, what a genius idea, players can try on the latest fashion styles on their computers and mobile phones, and fashion brands can promote their products for a small fee.

Of course, the premise of all this is that "Gossip Girl" will become popular, causing fashion trends and making it popular among teenagers.

Those big fashion brands will naturally send them to their door to spend money on advertisements. As long as they have a good grasp of the number of brands, they can avoid the fate of being cut off after filming the sixth season due to too many advertisements in the previous life.

Andy closed his eyes and kept imagining wildly. The car had stopped in front of Trump Tower. Andy opened his eyes, took out his mobile phone and called Wanka.

Wanka, who was discussing the San Francisco golf course with Trump, looked at it, smiled happily, picked up the phone, said a few words, and picked up the bag on the sofa under her father's scrutiny. , said to Trump: "I won't go home at night."

After finishing speaking, she walked out of the office quickly, not giving her father a chance to ask questions. Trump pouted and cursed angrily, "Damn you bastard!"