American Fortune Life

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On the back seat of a Cadillac Escalade outside the terminal building of Los Angeles International Airport, his vision slowly became clear from a state of absence, and then he exhaled a breath of stale air.

Andy shook his head and smiled wryly. Along the way, Scarlett flirted with him and almost exploded. This little goblin is becoming more and more able to grasp his preferences.

Fortunately, I have a way to put out the fire as soon as possible, otherwise, if I pick up my real girlfriend, but there is fire in my pants, and Nima is surrounded by paparazzi, it will be a good show.

After checking the time, Andy took out his mobile phone and dialed.

"Jon, it's me..."

"Boss, what are your orders?" Jon Meacham, who was about to leave the editor's office, returned to his seat and asked.

"Nothing, take a picture of the reporter to interview Ronan Farrow, UNICEF's youth spokesperson, give him a "Newsweek" interview, nothing else matters, the most important question is to let him talk about his father How does Woody Allen marry his sister, who is both his son and his brother-in-law, feel about his father's moral failure..."

Jon Meacham's eyes were round, cold sweat broke out on his forehead immediately, and his fingers were trembling a little, Nima, the boss is going to kill Woody Allen, oh my god, just put on a big hat of moral depravity Withholding it, it almost killed the old man, and it was too vicious!

Especially to transfer the biological son who hates Woody Allen the most, well, Woody Allen is going to be completely skinned this time.

Gudong——

"Old, boss, Woody Allen...the media consensus is..."

Andy couldn't help frowning, and said coldly: "If you are in trouble, then I will hand it over to Pete and the others..."

"No! Boss, we have no problem, absolutely no problem, please rest assured, we will not let you down!" Jon Meacham shuddered immediately when he heard the cold tone of the big boss, and the cold sweat on his back immediately broke out After coming out, he secretly cursed himself for courting death, dared to refute the meaning of the big boss, and hurriedly tried his best to make up for his mistakes.

"Well~ don't be in a hurry to interview. Even if the interview is over, you have to press it first. After the movie in his hand is finished, it will be made into a front page and published. Don't let me down..."

Jon Meacham, who hung up the phone, slumped on the boss chair with a wry smile while rubbing his forehead in cold sweat.

The bullshit Hollywood image benchmark, I am also crazy, dare to go against the wishes of the big boss, almost doomed, damn it, how did this old guy offend his own big boss, wait, could it be. . .

Ah bah, it's not what I should think about, it's better not to know anything, curiosity killed the cat! "Newsweek" just got out of the predicament, and the editor-in-chief of himself is shaking again. He doesn't want to lose his job because of some irrelevant people. Nima, if you lose your job in this economic environment, you will really eat dirt.

Los Angeles International Airport departure hall.

Slim ironed trousers, black shiny leather shoes, and a blue British woolen windbreaker with no wrinkles outside the white shirt. Andy put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other held a large handful of brightly colored Red Rose was surrounded by a large group of reporters who kept taking pictures.

"Andy, is Ivana coming?"

"How long has it been since you met? Is it a little rusty?"

Andy coldly glanced at the group of reporters who knew the time better than him. He didn't care about the idiotic questions they asked. Knowing their routines, he originally wanted to respond by himself. No matter how they opened their mouths to respond, they could Keep pestering and keep Andy talking.

Now that he is familiar with the routine, Andy will naturally ignore them. Keeping silent is the best way to deal with it. Of course, although these paparazzi reporters understand the style of the young master Andy, they often hate it.

But today, everyone is eagerly waiting for that charming woman to appear in the airport passageway, because Ivana, who is so hot and explosive, is the favorite of all the paparazzi, and she always responds with a sweet smile They these media.

As long as this aunt is well complimented, this icy young master can only stand aside and honestly be used as a prop.

"Ah~ come, come out, here, Ivana, look here..."

Andy's hand holding the rose trembled slightly, watching the paparazzi around him rushing to the exit of the business passage, the flashing lights lit up, and Andy's mouth twitched.

Ivana, with a tall and attractive curve wrapped in a lavender suit, trousers and shirt, stretched out her hand and gently brushed her loose golden hair, her red lips were lightly parted, and the corners of her mouth were turned up, revealing a standard sweet smile, elegant Walking over with even more slender and slender long tui set off by the tight trousers, he waved his hands from time to time in response.

When she saw her boyfriend holding a rose, Ivana's eyes turned into crescent moons, she smiled sweetly, quickened her pace, hugged Andy tightly, and then kissed like no one else.

The sound of the shutter clicking and the flashing lights of the people who were photographed by their side, the two of them didn't have a long time, and they had time to go home and slowly release their thoughts.

"Ivana, how long will you stay this time?"

"Ivana, you are so beautiful, you two are so compatible..."

"Look here, Ivana, can you kiss Andy on the cheek..."

"Ivana, here, it's perfect, so perfect!"

. . . . . .

Andy had a dark head, he was completely defeated by this group of reporters without restraint, and he knelt down directly, and he became a prop again. . .

A group of journalists with smirking faces knelt down to Ivanna crazily, almost calling her aunt. Ivana also had an elegant and sweet smile on her face, and put her arms around Andy's waist, and Andy also wrapped her arms around her waist , put her hands above the curve of her charming plump nipples behind her tight trousers, and posed very intimately in response to the reporters' requests.

She was in a very good mood to be kneeled down, looking up at her boyfriend with eyes full of infinite tenderness, while answering some questions with a smile.

"Thank you, I will be there for two to three weeks, sorry, can everyone make it up..."

After hearing Ivana's response, the reporters asked more and more questions one after another.

"I'm from the Los Angeles Times, can I invite you for an interview?"

"I'm....."

. . . . . .

Andy frowned slightly, and after seeing that Ivana might respond, he said coldly: "She won't have time to do an exclusive interview in the next few days..."

"Oh--"

A group of reporters did not know who first yelled in a tone full of infinite reverie, and then caused a burst of laughter that we understand, which made the elegant Ivana blush, and pinched the little hand around Andy's waist in embarrassment. hit him.

Andy frowned slightly at first, then twitched the corners of his mouth a little dumbfounded. These bastards and Ivana both wanted to be wrong, well, he really didn't mean anything else, although he did want to be with Ivana Spend the first two days in Chuangshang, and have a good time, but how could he talk nonsense in this kind of place.

There was no explanation, and he directly signaled to the bodyguards to help him open the way, and Ivana, who held Xiasheng's cheeks, walked out amidst ambiguous laughter.

"Ivana, can Andy's big guy really play golf?"

I don't know who yelled, and there was another burst of presumptuous laughter, which made Andy roll his eyes. These bastards are too presumptuous, and Ivana is held in Andy's arms with beautiful eyes, slightly He raised his head and met Andy's eyes.

"Don't pay attention to these bastards, let's go home, Auntie Liu has prepared a very rich Chinese food to welcome you, and then we will have a long time to play some meaningful games together!" Andy slightly lowered his head and leaned into Ivana's ear Bian tenderly whispered.

Ivana also smiled sweetly, with sparkling water vapor in her beautiful eyes, and said in a voice that could be heard by both of them: "I brought a cheongsam and silk socks, several colors..."

Andy's eyes froze suddenly, he tightened his grip on the elf in his arms, protected her and got into the car first, followed by him, and closed the car door. Andy reached out and embraced Ivana, staring at the same affectionate woman fiercely. Ivana, who looked at him, said, "Aren't you afraid that I will turn into a big devil, so that you can live or die?"

"Come on, come on..."

Ivana provoked a few words recklessly, and Andy kissed Hongchun.