American Fortune Life

Farewell to David Stern, who had reached some consensus in an atmosphere of "friendly harmony", Andy returned to Rockefeller Center.

"Boss, what would you like to have for lunch?"

As soon as he returned to the office, the little assistant asked about Andy's lunch menu. In order to satisfy his appetite and enjoy the food better, the big devil recruited two senior chefs in the company, one in charge of western food and one in charge of authentic food Chinese food.

"Steak, Kung Pao Chicken, let's have old vinegar peanuts and bitter chrysanthemum, fruit salad, by the way, call and ask Lulana what she wants to eat."

Andy sat on the boss chair, pulled his tie off his neck, took out his mobile phone to check his Wasp and email, and said to the little assistant.

And she has been studying for several months, the little assistant who can speak some Chinese dialect, and the three Chinese dish names don't seem to cause her any trouble. Tory Black, who is committed to being a perfect lover assistant, can be said to be very motivated, of course , This also comes from her sense of crisis, after all, she doesn't want to be thrown aside in the end just because it's just for fun and useless.

"Okay, boss, I will give orders immediately."

Looking at the enchanting back of the little assistant, Andy couldn't help but chuckled, and opened the email on the phone to check, but the smile on his face soon turned into a frown.

He found a phone number and dialed it. As soon as the call was connected, he said in a cold voice: "Suppress the news reports about Fort Cuchen, Colorado!"

"Good boss."

Hearing the answer, Andy hung up the phone without the slightest sloppiness, opened the email again, looked at it, and sighed with a gloomy look, although doing so by himself was very important to those front-line reporters who had spent months investigating. It's not fair, but there is no way, who told their bosses and the US military to have military orders worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

The report that Andy asked to suppress was about NBC's investigation of ten US soldiers, their families and related documents for several months, collecting their NIE crimes against civilians and indiscriminate killing of innocent people during their stay in Iraq. After returning to the United States, these soldiers were unable to adapt to normal life and suffered from various war syndromes. Many people do not hesitate to use drugs, alcohol to get rid of pain, and even end their own lives.

This kind of news reports will undoubtedly offend the U.S. military to the death, will bring huge troubles to the cooperation between the two parties, and cause too much damage to Andy's interests. He must prevent these reports from his own media. Reported in the group.

There is no way, this is where the American media is very disappointing, except that the news media does not have the courage to oppose the wishes of the majority of the people, that is, the TV audience. In addition, it is constrained by the entanglement of interests from all parties.

All American media are very clear about one thing, citizens do not want to hear any negative reports. Of course, when problems arise and public dissatisfaction increases, the media can transform into the main force denouncing the government's decisions. But the most regrettable thing is that the media has no ideas of its own and just follows BO.

What's more, Andy, a media tycoon who still holds the job of the US military, will deliberately block some reports, because this can get more military orders and get a share of the defense budget.

It can't be blamed on Andy's ruthlessness and mercenary, after all, it's not easy for everyone. . . . . .

It was already around two o'clock in the afternoon after a delicious, fragrant, delicious, and complete lunch. It was delicious and hot, and Andy ate profusely and sweated profusely, leaving a lot of leftovers on the floor.

The soup was a mess.

In the lounge, Andy caressed Lulana's beautiful waterfall-like long hair in his arms, and looked at himself with red Yan's pretty face, like a "fairy" in a fairy tale, and said softly.

"The life of a model is gorgeous on the surface, but lonely in reality. When I am busy, I often fly all over the world. When I am not working, I often stay in the apartment alone. In such a working state, it is rare to have many friends. The ones who really get in touch are makeup artists, photographers, few friends, and monotonous life, just interviews, work, and rest. Have you ever thought about transformation?"

"Besides the catwalk, what else can I do?" Hearing Andy's greeting, Lulana's eyes were a little confused, and she really couldn't answer Andy's question.

"Actor, model teacher, or fashion job, you are still in your prime, don't rush to make a decision, but you have to have a direction..." Andy smiled and stroked her porcelain-white skin, and stretched out his finger , pointed to Sun Xue, and continued: "Give yourself a goal, and then work hard."

Simonova once said: Women are easily attracted to a comfortable and affluent life.

To be honest, women are really weird sometimes, they prefer to listen to lies even though they are lies, they want to jump into the trap knowing it is a trap, and there are many women who will never grow up in their lifetime. Then the inherent attachment psychology puts women at a disadvantage in this social group from birth. Lulana is undoubtedly like Tory Black, who is willing to become a vine attached to Andy's big tree.

However, Andy doesn't want a beautiful doll without thinking. A beautiful appearance is very important, but a soul is more important, even if it's just a canary.

"Actor?" Lulana's bewildered beautiful eyes lit up slightly, then wrapped her arms around Andy's neck, and said softly, "Help me!"

"Hehe, of course, otherwise you think it's so easy to get into Hollywood." Andy smiled after NIE.

"Little Bichi!" The little assistant who just came out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel couldn't help complaining when she saw Lulana posting SAO again.

"By the way, Elena Shayk, who joined the company, have you met?" Lulana ignored the little assistant's complaints, but continued to pester Andy, and Andy did not stop Lulana's slender hand Yu LONG, but asked with a smile.

"I've seen it before, so I knew it would be like this." Lulana said in a charming voice, as if I guessed it right.

"Hehe, I'll introduce you next time." Andy said with a smirk and raised eyebrows, the meaning of which was self-explanatory.

The little assistant, who was already dressed, looked speechless, shook his head slightly, and said to Andy: "Boss, it's time for the meeting in 40 minutes."

"Yeah." Andy hummed lightly, and then said to the naughty Lulana: "Let's take a shower together, since you provoked him, you have to find a way to calm him down!"

"Giggle..." Lulana smiled delicately with her beautiful eyes shining.

The little assistant shook his hair, walked out of the lounge, closed the door, cut off the sound of playfulness, and walked out of the office with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Crack——"

The door of the conference room was opened, and Andy walked out of the conference room first with a blank expression. The little assistant stepped on high-heeled shoes and followed closely behind. The expressions on the faces were different, some were happy, some were heavy, and some were sad and pale, and the atmosphere was very heavy.

No way, this is the normal state of the personnel meeting. After all, some people are promoted, some are marginalized, and some are directly eliminated. It's just a few happy and some sad.

This change in management, in the next few days, although it did not cause the earthquake that was when the group was formed, it did bring about a moderate tension. After all, in the past six months, the people who came and There are too many people leaving. No one wants to lose their jobs. Everyone is waiting carefully for the storm to pass. No one wants to die on the eve of the storm disappearing.

Of course, Andy is also aware of the tense atmosphere in the new group, but this is the only way to reorganize resources and consolidate the foundation of his media empire more firmly. It's just a labor pain.

What's more, at this moment, he has already put everything behind him, holding the hand of Ivana, whose face is pale, full of pain, and sweating profusely, with a distressed and anxious face, and looks helplessly at the expected date of delivery. Arrived, Ivana suffering from labor pains.