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Back to the observer, Andy hung his suit on the clothes rack and went into the bathroom to wash his face. He felt a lot refreshed.
From the second drawer of the desk, he took out an iron box of Longjing tea. Speaking of the tea, Andy was a little bit puke in the face of coffee every day. He wanted to change his taste and went to Chinatown to buy it. At that time, the Chinese boss was very curious about how the old American could drink the bitter leaves they said, but he heard that Andy was better than him He is ignorant of the Mandarin spoken by his descendants.
I learned Andy's self-taught Mandarin through chatting. I admire it very much. At last, I took out the Longjing green tea I brought from China and sold it to Andy.
In fact, Andy likes to drink jasmine tea. He doesn't really have a cold for black tea. As for green tea, well, it's good to clear away heat and thirst, and go greasy. As for the fragrance of green tea, he doesn't care about kung fu tea as much as he does about Kung Fu tea.
I found a transparent glass, took out more than ten pieces of tea and put them into the glass, made them with boiled pure water, carefully took them back to the desk, spread them on my chin, lying on the table and watching the tea slowly floating, stretching and discoloring.
"Drop"
Andy looks at the red light of the answering machine. He reaches out and presses it. Annie's voice comes from the phone.
"Boss, chief editor Peter wants to see you..."
Hang up the phone, Andy straightens up and sits in the boss's chair. He won't behave too casually in front of his subordinates. After all, he is too young. If he doesn't stretch, he may be despised by his subordinates in his heart. There is no way. It's useless to say how arrogant he is. Sometimes, who can guess what others think of.
Pete Kaplan pushed the door in, holding a file bag. Andy saw it and smiled bitterly. "Pete, I know you will never come to me if you don't have anything. Once you come, it must be trouble! Who's in trouble this time... "
Peter chuckled and sat on the chair opposite Andy's desk, handed Andy the paper bag in his hand, and said with a smile: "this time it's not a trouble, it's not someone's black material, but it's the business that has been sent by the lobbying company, and I've had an exchange with them before, but after all, the newspaper office has changed its owner, so I came here to ask, is not it It's customary. After all, it's easier to make money. "
Hearing Peter's words, Andy is interested. He opens the file bag curiously and starts to look at it carefully. Well, the more he looks at Andy, the angrier he gets. The anger in his heart will almost ignite him.
"Pa!"
Andy threw the paper on the table and slapped it with his hands, swearing: "these dead Dongyang shorties are so shameless! It's despicable and shameless enough to pretend to be a victim all day and condemn us. Why didn't we throw more bombs and wash the ground for them! Fxxk, look at now, not only the prime minister goes to the toilet, but also wants to spend money to let our media smear others. It's really a white eyed wolf who doesn't know how to raise... "
"Cough..." Andy Barra's words with obvious racial discrimination make pitkaplan don't know what to do. He can only keep coughing and pretending that he can't hear what the boss is talking about. He looks ignorant.
After Andy vented, he looked straight at Peter, who was still pretending to be stupid, and said, "you say it's a convention? Has it ever been like this before? "
"Cough... Almost, every time I go to visit ghosts or before I go to visit, I will spend money to find us and some European media to make some smear reports on that. Of course, the major newspapers will not refuse this kind of business of sending money to my home! " Pitkaplan shrugged helplessly and said that he could not help but take a deep sigh of relief and admire his wise decision. Fortunately, he did not report according to the Convention. As expected, the boss still cares about his blood.
"Damned ideology..." Andy frowns tightly, picks up the document on the table again, looks at it more and more angrily, looks up at Pete with rage in his eyes, and says maliciously, "report this! Let the world see how shameless and dirty these foot pot shorties are, and let some people in that country see the faces of these shameless people! "
"Cough... Isn't that good? Once we overturn the table, we will offend a lot of colleagues. It's OK for Koizumi and this lobbying company to arrive. But once we are labeled by someone who is interested, it will be very troublesome in the future! " Pete Kaplan said with a slightly hesitant wry smile and a light cough.
"Ha ha, what's the trouble? Label me? Am I afraid? I'm just talking with the facts! " With a sarcastic expression on his face, he grabbed the documents on the table and shook them in the air and continued: "we are not the mouthpiece of those shameless people. We should be neutral and impartial. With a hundred thousand dollars, we will give up our principles and dream!"! Even if most of the media reports, is that the truth? We are going to tear off their fake masks and let the public see their shameless faces in the sun! "
"But... Boss, after all, it's irrelevant to sing the old tune and threaten Lun. There is still a market in our country. Is our position a little too clear when we report it like this? " Pitkaplan shook his head and said that he didn't seem to support the big boss's action of lifting the table."Ha... Ha! What fun! Some people in our country just can't see the facts and refuse the facts. The foot pot country is just a white eyed wolf who has no teeth and begs for us. Who is the other side? It's a rabbit that has grown into an elephant. The rabbit is usually docile, but it can kill people if it's tough! In the future, the economy there will get unprecedented development. I still want to make money. Will I offend a group of Japanese slaves? Unless I'm stupid, they like to tag the most. Now I'm blackmailing them for more than one hundred thousand dollars, and I'll lose more than one billion dollars of profits in the future! How would I choose? "
Peter Kaplan looked at the young boss with cold eyes incredibly, "boss, are you kidding? How can their economy surpass that of the countries with feet? "
"Ha ha, I know! Let's see who is buying our national debt? We also look at a big country with the same old eyes. That's because there are false reports. Even you, a senior media person, can't understand a real rabbit! "
Andy's mouth was full of ridicule. He didn't give Pete Kaplan any face. He said happily. In fact, he could not help sighing. He had no choice but to use double standards when he looked at rabbits in the West. Fortunately, after the Olympic Games, people all over the world will understand how a rich rabbit burns money.
From then on, whether you like it or not, you will have no choice but to say, "this rabbit, tenima has money!"
Otherwise, when the subprime crisis, countries all over the world are scrambling to get a big rabbit.
"That's it! This issue of weekly magazine, specially set up a special topic to publish this shameless event to me intact. I want to tear off the hypocrisy and shamelessness mask of these foot pot shorties in front of people all over the world! " Andy looks at Sen Han and says.
Pitkaplan didn't say any more, because he saw that his boss had a visceral aversion to the bidet, silently picked up the papers on the table, nodded to Andy, and turned away from the office.
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Back to the observer, Andy hung his suit on the clothes rack and went into the bathroom to wash his face. He felt a lot refreshed.
From the second drawer of the desk, he took out an iron box of Longjing tea. Speaking of the tea, Andy was a little bit puke in the face of coffee every day. He wanted to change his taste and went to Chinatown to buy it. At that time, the Chinese boss was very curious about how the old American could drink the bitter leaves they said, but he heard that Andy was better than him He is ignorant of the Mandarin spoken by his descendants.
I learned Andy's self-taught Mandarin through chatting. I admire it very much. At last, I took out the Longjing green tea I brought from China and sold it to Andy.
In fact, Andy likes to drink jasmine tea. He doesn't really have a cold for black tea. As for green tea, well, it's good to clear away heat and thirst, and go greasy. As for the fragrance of green tea, he doesn't care about kung fu tea as much as he does about Kung Fu tea.
I found a transparent glass, took out more than ten pieces of tea and put them into the glass, made them with boiled pure water, carefully took them back to the desk, spread them on my chin, lying on the table and watching the tea slowly floating, stretching and discoloring.
"Drop"
Andy looks at the red light of the answering machine. He reaches out and presses it. Annie's voice comes from the phone.
"Boss, chief editor Peter wants to see you..."
Hang up the phone, Andy straightens up and sits in the boss's chair. He won't behave too casually in front of his subordinates. After all, he is too young. If he doesn't stretch, he may be despised by his subordinates in his heart. There is no way. It's useless to say how arrogant he is. Sometimes, who can guess what others think of.
Pete Kaplan pushed the door in, holding a file bag. Andy saw it and smiled bitterly. "Pete, I know you will never come to me if you don't have anything. Once you come, it must be trouble! Who's in trouble this time... "
Peter chuckled and sat on the chair opposite Andy's desk, handed Andy the paper bag in his hand, and said with a smile: "this time it's not a trouble, it's not someone's black material, but it's the business that has been sent by the lobbying company, and I've had an exchange with them before, but after all, the newspaper office has changed its owner, so I came here to ask, is not it It's customary. After all, it's easier to make money. "
Hearing Peter's words, Andy is interested. He opens the file bag curiously and starts to look at it carefully. Well, the more he looks at Andy, the angrier he gets. The anger in his heart will almost ignite him.
"Pa!"
Andy threw the paper on the table and slapped it with his hands, swearing: "these dead Dongyang shorties are so shameless! It's despicable and shameless enough to pretend to be a victim all day and condemn us. Why didn't we throw more bombs and wash the ground for them! Fxxk, look at now, not only the prime minister goes to the toilet, but also wants to spend money to let our media smear others. It's really a white eyed wolf who doesn't know how to raise... "
"Cough..." Andy Barra's words with obvious racial discrimination make pitkaplan don't know what to do. He can only keep coughing and pretending that he can't hear what the boss is talking about. He looks ignorant.
After Andy vented, he looked straight at Peter, who was still pretending to be stupid, and said, "you say it's a convention? Has it ever been like this before? "
"Cough... Almost, every time I go to visit ghosts or before I go to visit, I will spend money to find us and some European media to make some smear reports on that. Of course, the major newspapers will not refuse this kind of business of sending money to my home! " Pitkaplan shrugged helplessly and said that he could not help but take a deep sigh of relief and admire his wise decision. Fortunately, he did not report according to the Convention. As expected, the boss still cares about his blood.
"Damned ideology..." Andy frowns tightly, picks up the document on the table again, looks at it more and more angrily, looks up at Pete with rage in his eyes, and says maliciously, "report this! Let the world see how shameless and dirty these foot pot shorties are, and let some people in that country see the faces of these shameless people! "
"Cough... Isn't that good? Once we overturn the table, we will offend a lot of colleagues. It's OK for Koizumi and this lobbying company to arrive. But once we are labeled by someone who is interested, it will be very troublesome in the future! " Pete Kaplan said with a slightly hesitant wry smile and a light cough.
"Ha ha, what's the trouble? Label me? Am I afraid? I'm just talking with the facts! " With a sarcastic expression on his face, he grabbed the documents on the table and shook them in the air and continued: "we are not the mouthpiece of those shameless people. We should be neutral and impartial. With a hundred thousand dollars, we will give up our principles and dream!"! Even if most of the media reports, is that the truth? We are going to tear off their fake masks and let the public see their shameless faces in the sun! "
"But... Boss, after all, it's irrelevant to sing the old tune and threaten Lun. There is still a market in our country. Is our position a little too clear when we report it like this? " Pitkaplan shook his head and said that he didn't seem to support the big boss's action of lifting the table."Ha... Ha! What fun! Some people in our country just can't see the facts and refuse the facts. The foot pot country is just a white eyed wolf who has no teeth and begs for us. Who is the other side? It's a rabbit that has grown into an elephant. The rabbit is usually docile, but it can kill people if it's tough! In the future, the economy there will get unprecedented development. I still want to make money. Will I offend a group of Japanese slaves? Unless I'm stupid, they like to tag the most. Now I'm blackmailing them for more than one hundred thousand dollars, and I'll lose more than one billion dollars of profits in the future! How would I choose? "
Peter Kaplan looked at the young boss with cold eyes incredibly, "boss, are you kidding? How can their economy surpass that of the countries with feet? "
"Ha ha, I know! Let's see who is buying our national debt? We also look at a big country with the same old eyes. That's because there are false reports. Even you, a senior media person, can't understand a real rabbit! "
Andy's mouth was full of ridicule. He didn't give Pete Kaplan any face. He said happily. In fact, he could not help sighing. He had no choice but to use double standards when he looked at rabbits in the West. Fortunately, after the Olympic Games, people all over the world will understand how a rich rabbit burns money.
From then on, whether you like it or not, you will have no choice but to say, "this rabbit, tenima has money!"
Otherwise, when the subprime crisis, countries all over the world are scrambling to get a big rabbit.
"That's it! This issue of weekly magazine, specially set up a special topic to publish this shameless event to me intact. I want to tear off the hypocrisy and shamelessness mask of these foot pot shorties in front of people all over the world! " Andy looks at Sen Han and says.
Pitkaplan didn't say any more, because he saw that his boss had a visceral aversion to the bidet, silently picked up the papers on the table, nodded to Andy, and turned away from the office.
Back to the observer, Andy hung his suit on the clothes rack and went into the bathroom to wash his face. He felt a lot refreshed. From the second drawer of the desk, he took out an iron box of Longjing tea. Speaking of the tea, Andy was a little bit puke in the face of coffee every day. He wanted to change his taste and went to Chinatown to buy it. At that time, the Chinese boss was very curious about how the old American could drink the bitter leaves they said, but he heard that Andy was better than him He is ignorant of the Mandarin spoken by his descendants. I learned Andy's self-taught Mandarin through chatting. I admire it very much. At last, I took out the Longjing green tea I brought from China and sold it to Andy. In fact, Andy likes to drink jasmine tea. He doesn't really have a cold for black tea. As for green tea, well, it's good to clear away heat and thirst, and go greasy. As for the fragrance of green tea, he doesn't care about kung fu tea as much as he does about Kung Fu tea. I found a transparent glass, took out more than ten pieces of tea and put them into the glass, made them with boiled pure water, carefully took them back to the desk, spread them on my chin, lying on the table and watching the tea slowly floating, stretching and discoloring. "Drop" Andy looks at the red light of the answering machine. He reaches out and presses it. Annie's voice comes from the phone. "Boss, chief editor Peter wants to see you..." Hang up the phone, Andy straightens up and sits in the boss's chair. He won't behave too casually in front of his subordinates. After all, he is too young. If he doesn't stretch, he may be despised by his subordinates in his heart. There is no way. It's useless to say how arrogant he is. Sometimes, who can guess what others think of. Pete Kaplan pushed the door in, holding a file bag. Andy saw it and smiled bitterly. "Pete, I know you will never come to me if you don't have anything. Once you come, it must be trouble! Who's in trouble this time... " Peter chuckled and sat on the chair opposite Andy's desk, handed Andy the paper bag in his hand, and said with a smile: "this time it's not a trouble, it's not someone's black material, but it's the business that has been sent by the lobbying company, and I've had an exchange with them before, but after all, the newspaper office has changed its owner, so I came here to ask, is not it It's customary. After all, it's easier to make money. " Hearing Peter's words, Andy is interested. He opens the file bag curiously and starts to look at it carefully. Well, the more he looks at Andy, the angrier he gets. The anger in his heart will almost ignite him. "Pa!" Andy threw the paper on the table and slapped it with his hands, swearing: "these dead Dongyang shorties are so shameless! It's despicable and shameless enough to pretend to be a victim all day and condemn us. Why didn't we throw more bombs and wash the ground for them! Fxxk, look at now, not only the prime minister goes to the toilet, but also wants to spend money to let our media smear others. It's really a white eyed wolf who doesn't know how to raise... " "Cough..." Andy Barra's words with obvious racial discrimination make pitkaplan don't know what to do. He can only keep coughing and pretending that he can't hear what the boss is talking about. He looks ignorant. After Andy vented, he looked straight at Peter, who was still pretending to be stupid, and said, "you say it's a convention? Has it ever been like this before? " "Cough... Almost, every time I go to visit ghosts or before I go to visit, I will spend money to find us and some European media to make some smear reports on that. Of course, the major newspapers will not refuse this kind of business of sending money to my home! " Pitkaplan shrugged helplessly and said that he could not help but take a deep sigh of relief and admire his wise decision. Fortunately, he did not report according to the Convention. As expected, the boss still cares about his blood. "Damned ideology..." Andy frowns tightly, picks up the document on the table again, looks at it more and more angrily, looks up at Pete with rage in his eyes, and says maliciously, "report this! Let the world see how shameless and dirty these foot pot shorties are, and let some people in that country see the faces of these shameless people! " "Cough... Isn't that good? Once we overturn the table, we will offend a lot of colleagues. It's OK for Koizumi and this lobbying company to arrive. But once we are labeled by someone who is interested, it will be very troublesome in the future! " Pete Kaplan said with a slightly hesitant wry smile and a light cough. "Ha ha, what's the trouble? Label me? Am I afraid? I'm just talking with the facts! " With a sarcastic expression on his face, he grabbed the documents on the table and shook them in the air and continued: "we are not the mouthpiece of those shameless people. We should be neutral and impartial. With a hundred thousand dollars, we will give up our principles and dream!"! Even if most of the media reports, is that the truth? We are going to tear off their fake masks and let the public see their shameless faces in the sun! " "But... Boss, after all, it's irrelevant to sing the old tune and threaten Lun. There is still a market in our country. Is our position a little too clear when we report it like this? " Pitkaplan shook his head and said that he didn't seem to support the big boss's action of lifting the table."Ha... Ha! What fun! Some people in our country just can't see the facts and refuse the facts. The foot pot country is just a white eyed wolf who has no teeth and begs for us. Who is the other side? It's a rabbit that has grown into an elephant. The rabbit is usually docile, but it can kill people if it's tough! In the future, the economy there will get unprecedented development. I still want to make money. Will I offend a group of Japanese slaves? Unless I'm stupid, they like to tag the most. Now I'm blackmailing them for more than one hundred thousand dollars, and I'll lose more than one billion dollars of profits in the future! How would I choose? " Peter Kaplan looked at the young boss with cold eyes incredibly, "boss, are you kidding? How can their economy surpass that of the countries with feet? " "Ha ha, I know! Let's see who is buying our national debt? We also look at a big country with the same old eyes. That's because there are false reports. Even you, a senior media person, can't understand a real rabbit! " Andy's mouth was full of ridicule. He didn't give Pete Kaplan any face. He said happily. In fact, he could not help sighing. He had no choice but to use double standards when he looked at rabbits in the West. Fortunately, after the Olympic Games, people all over the world will understand how a rich rabbit burns money. From then on, whether you like it or not, you will have no choice but to say, "this rabbit, tenima has money!" Otherwise, when the subprime crisis, countries all over the world are scrambling to get a big rabbit. "That's it! This issue of weekly magazine, specially set up a special topic to publish this shameless event to me intact. I want to tear off the hypocrisy and shamelessness mask of these foot pot shorties in front of people all over the world! " Andy looks at Sen Han and says. Pitkaplan didn't say any more, because he saw that his boss had a visceral aversion to the bidet, silently picked up the papers on the table, nodded to Andy, and turned away from the office.
