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American Fortune Life - Chapter 18

Published at 7th of November 2021 08:55:14 AM


Chapter 18: 18

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Carl is really a little confused. He can't understand where Andy's anger comes from. It's just a problem that every celebrity has to accept and adapt to. But Andy's emotions are a little overreacting.

"Hi, Andy, what's the matter with you? Before you just became famous, didn't you also have paparazzi to follow you? I think you've been used to it for a long time. Now, isn't it a bit too much for you to be so angry? Besides, isn't that the effect you want? " Carl asked in a strange voice.

"I..."..... Well, I don't know what's going on. Maybe I'm a little anxious. Forget it. What's going on with the game company? " Andy felt that his strength was all dissipated at once, unable to make complaints about it.

"You will get used to this life! We have already made an appointment with them, and we will organize people to make an assessment soon. You will be required to participate in the final negotiation at that time. " When Carl heard Andy's resignation, he was amused. It was very pretentious.

"Well, nothing more, I'll hang up, shit, a group of green pools!" Andy is not willing to scold.

After hanging up the phone decisively, Karl couldn't help shaking his head and laughing at his cell phone. "It's really a kid's temper, but it's just the beginning. How can I miss this good opportunity? Who can't live with MeiDao?"

After that, he found a number and called, "Hello, Richard, are you really interested in signing Andy and making records for him? what? Of course, no problem. I'll take care of everything. I'll tell you

"Pa"

Andy throws his gossip magazine on the table and looks at the scattered newspapers and magazines on the table. Although the front pages of several big newspapers are not him, they occupy a large space in other pages.

Andy looks up and sighs. As expected, he can't believe the professional ethics of this group of journalists. The dazzling title makes him dumbfounded when he sees it. It's really going to kill his rhythm.

"It's a real headache. These damn paparazzi have turned out all kinds of pictures of Andy's death before. These big newspapers are more ruthless. They report in great detail. The amount of billions in them is enough to scare people. How the hell can I not know that I have billions of cash!"

He picked up the sandwich on the dining table and bit it fiercely. At breakfast, Liu Yan looked at him in blank eyes, which made people crazy.

These reports, although there is no specific figure for the sale of the copyright of talent show, almost all of them describe him as the youngest billionaire because of the general figures revealed by the insiders of ITV and the deliberate speculation of NBC.

This makes Americans excited. Through the summary of various reports, this is a typical American dream. A high school student wrote a novel and published it. He left New York and came to Los Angeles. After two years of silence, he did not give up. He succeeded by persistence, proved his talent and got spiritual sublimation.

It seems that it has scratched the itch of the mainstream society in the United States. The number of bloggers and newly registered Facebook fans has begun to grow at an alarming rate under the continuous hype of media reports.

Of course, in order to sell, the gossip tabloids turned out all kinds of embarrassing and negative reports in Andy's two years of silence and sold them again. These reports are really too fucking.

Fortunately, these successes are all his own efforts, not relying on the support of his family, which makes some of those who hate the rich do not hate him, and do not recruit their own families.

Angrily after breakfast, I opened the curtains. There were more than a dozen reporters around the iron gate of the villa. Some of them had been squatting for several days, and the rest of them were new this morning. I saw that this posture was going to be consumed at his door.

gloomily took out the phone and called Karl, "Hello, how is the company?"

Carr, with his cigar in his mouth, leaned comfortably on the boss's chair. He thought of the reporters around the company this morning, grinning: "what else can we do? It's very good. Now our company is famous. There are several TV stations and production companies calling to buy copyrights, and the good voice and the idea of if you are the one. I've released the wind The letter will soon be delivered. "

"Shetter!" Andy scolds him secretly. He shouldn't ask him. He would like to have a reporter around him all day. "You can do the company's business. How is the game company? I'll buy it at about the same price. I'll leave Los Angeles and find a place to hide. "

After hearing Andy's angry words, he turned his mouth and said, "I just contacted Nelson. Tomorrow we will go to San Francisco together. Also, let me tell you the good news. I hired two bodyguards for you from Blackwater. After all, you are the youngest billionaire, safety first! "

When he heard Carl's words, he was stunned, and finally he couldn't help but smile, "you can do it! I'm dead. "

This time's report is more powerful than the last one. Young billionaires can imagine the effect. Although Andy's parents know that his son's idea has sold for tens of millions, they are still stunned to see the contents of the newspaper.

"My son is a billionaire? Or the youngest? Billions of cash? " Li Wanqing held the newspaper in a daze and asked with her finger at the picture of her son in the newspaper."Probably, but I heard Nelson say it's like he bought all of apple stock." Otton had calmed down from his surprise. The first time he saw the newspaper, he called Nielsen and got a more accurate picture.

"My son is too good. I need to call right away..... "Li Wanqing wakes up from the shock and takes out her mobile phone with an excited mood.

Oston watched his wife talking with her son on the phone, picked up the newspapers and magazines on the table and began to look through them. He was also very happy and proud from the corner of his mouth with a smile.

Gao Xiaosong and Xi Yimi, who moved into their new house in Los Angeles, were even more shocked. Suddenly, they became talented writers and the youngest billionaire with their drinking and chatting Sunshine Youth.

"Husband, do you think it's true?" Suddenly, Xi asked.

"Ha ha, it's reported how it can be fake. It's very clear in the newspaper, isn't it? I just didn't expect that there is a big gap between his former appearance and his present appearance, and there is such a troubled past." Gao Xiaosong was surprised and soon calmed down. He took a gossip magazine with a picture of Andy's embarrassment and said with a smile.

"Well, it was really thin before, mainly because it made people feel too decadent!" Xi Yimi looks up and says.

You and I started to talk about each other. As new friends, I was full of curiosity about Andy.

American media, from the beginning of paying attention to Andy's music to the current wealth storm, seem to be full of praise for Andy, a bright, talented and golden young talent.

My God, the girls are almost attracted by his perfect figure and the handsome face with charming smile. Of course, more importantly, they are so rich. It's like little fresh meat with diamonds. It's three feet long.

The American people are basically appreciative of Andy's evaluation. As for the disharmony in the low period, no one is too critical. On the contrary, because Andy can walk out of the low and reach a new height, we all know that a new idol is born.

Carl, Xuele publishing house, NBC and independent TV station are all happy and crazy. This time, the hype has achieved great success. Carl has become a hot figure. Xuele has been happy to see the digital sales increase. The talent show has also spread around every corner with the report, and its popularity has been greatly improved once again.

The real biggest beneficiary is the depressing nest in the gym, who is recklessly splashing sweat, shaking the sandbag left and right without any skill with a boxer and making a dull crash. He felt that he could easily blow up the sandbags. After unscrupulous venting, Andy took off his boxer, threw it aside, took a bottle of mineral water from the chair and drank it.

He breathed out a mouthful of turbid air, wiped off the sweat on his face with a towel, looked at the shaking sandbag, "it's time to find a coach. It's really boring to play like this!"




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