American Fortune Life

At night, the silver-gray hull of the fast silver yacht on Kingston Wharf staged a colorful light show, which attracted the attention of shore tourists and the praise of some small yacht owners.

The super-yacht, brightly lit, crouched on the dock like a glowing monster, showing everyone its extraordinaryness.

Andy watched being held in his arms like a cooked soft-footed shrimp, curled up with Ivana covered with red glow, and smiled proudly into the marbled bathroom with teak inlaid embellishment, The waves rolled in the oversized jacuzzi.

Andy stepped into the bathtub and sat down slowly. The two were soaked in warm water, washing away the joyful remnants and exhaustion on their bodies.

"You almost killed me ..." Ivana's pretty face with a lazy and charming charm, lying on her boyfriend's arms, let her boyfriend's claws play in the water.

"Blamed me? It was you who kept screaming for me to kill you ... keke."

Ivana gave her two elbows with a bit of shame, Andy closed her mouth with interest, and leaned against the edge of the ti engineering design of the person who was leaning on the bathtub in a relaxed manner, feeling extremely comfortable with his girlfriend.

"During this time, the whole of New York was messed up by you. I was annoyed by paparazzi all day and wanted to find out some inside information from me, but you guy is hiding in the Caribbean Sea, and you say, should you Time to compensate me ... "

Andy looked at Ivana with her arms wrapped around his neck, and smiled softly: "Did I just compensate you for hundreds of millions, high density, absolute quality, and dissatisfaction?" ? "

"Pooh!"

Ivana ei's eyes fluttered lightly, and then the two eyes looked at each other, and there was a weird en together.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

"I want hundreds of millions more, oh ..." ...

In the early morning of the next day, the mist lingering on the pier was scattered by the clear sunlight, and sleeping Andy and Ivana were awakened by the rapid and loud laughter.

Andy withdrew his claws for a night, and fell asleep on Ivana's cheek, who was awake and half asleep, and "sleeped next, a group of nasty laughing gulls ..."

"yawn"

Ivana yawned, turned drowsily, smiled and drilled into Andy's arms, and said softly: "Forget it, wake up and wake up ... Don't bother, don't you want to see important guests today? ? "

"Important? Maybe, depending on what you think." Andy put his left arm behind his head, watching Ivana lift the arms up to tie up the disheveled golden hair, and lifted it from one side Put on a camisole.

"No matter how you look at it, as long as it is useful, we need to be entertained. We must not be rude." Ivana stepped beside Andy and sat down, caressing his cheek with a sweet smile, "Okay, get up now . "

Andy raised an eyebrow and lifted the blanket. Ivana glanced back and giggled, "It's ugly!"

"When you use it, but the baby's ..."

"nausea!"

"Hey, I'll make you sick!"

"Get away, don't come ..."

The fun of the two allowed this morning to be spent in laughter. At the breakfast table, Andy passed the newspaper in his hand to the opposite Ivana with a smile: "You are recognized by them."

Ivana put down her fork, wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin, took the newspaper and opened it. The photos of her getting off the car were posted on the newspaper. "They do n’t have to guess who this superyacht belongs to anymore. . "

In the morning, Andy spent the video conference, while Ivana took four maids to prepare a hearty lunch for the guests at noon and prepared the table setting.

Near the point, a convoy entered the pier. Some reporters saw the people coming off the car a little bit frustrated, but still raised the camera to start taking pictures. The owner of the yacht, Andy Smith, took his girlfriend from the stern of the yacht. Come down to meet Jamaican Minister of Agriculture Christopher Tuffton.

The three shook hands and greeted each other. After a moment of embarrassment with a smile, they embarked on the super-yacht together. All reporters were speculating whether the lunch would be so simple.

"Sir Minister, please sit down." In the luxuriously decorated Italian-style living room, Andy smiled and stretched out his hand to signal his seat.

"Thank you, Mr. Smith. You are welcome. You can call me Christopher. After all, I made an appointment today in my personal capacity." His Excellency Minister, a little bit fat, said with a smile.

"Well then, call me Andy, my friends call me that ..."

At this moment, Ivana came over with a smile, followed by the maid carrying the coffee, Ivana turned around and picked up a cup and handed it to Minister Tufton.

"Thank you, Miss Ivana, your beauty is amazing."

Ivana smiled with a sign on her face and said gracefully, "Thank you for your compliment."

After speaking, Ivana sat beside Andy, and then the three of them relaxed and chatted, just like a friend gathering. Under the adjustment of Ivana, the atmosphere was very relaxed and harmonious.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I'll see how the lunch is prepared, and you talk first." After a while, Ivana stood up and said apologetically.

"Andy, your girlfriend, she is really an elegant and charming girl."

"Thank you, she is really excellent, Christopher, I believe you have learned the specific situation from my subordinates. I am very interested in your country's Blue Mountain coffee trade. Such an excellent coffee should allow more people to have Opportunity tasting, rather than being monopolized by some people, this will also hurt the coffee trade in your country, do you think? "

The due etiquette has already been reached, Andy doesn't want to go in circles, besides, the world-famous Blue Mountain Coffee is facing an awkward situation.

"Sorry, Andy, if it is a small number of shares, it is definitely okay, but the share you want is too large. At present, our contract with the pedestal people has not expired. Not a lot of trouble, but they also compensated according to the contract, and you want a 40% export share, and you can only wait for the contract to be re-tendered after this year's contract expires, and the priority of the peddler is also contract-bound. At the moment, I can only say that 3% of Blue Mountain Coffee's share is guaranteed. "

Andy smiled slightly and shook his head. He was not satisfied with this, and continued: "The people in the basin are supportive of Jamaica's coffee. After all, they reached out to Jamaica's coffee estate in the most difficult time. However, Christopher For 30 years, for a full 30 years, the pedestal people bought the best blue coffee green beans in large quantities at a cheap price, shipped them back to the country for roasting, and then established a brand to sell at high prices. Jamaica ’s coffee farmers and your country ’s trade only earned A meager profit on primary materials.

The foot basin people are making a lot of money outside the country, and only they can get 90% quota-oriented public opinion, claiming that only their company can get authentic Blue Mountain coffee quotas, misleading consumers.

For example, they will roast inferior and mixed with other coffee beans, claiming that 00% Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee beans are sold in Asia, and these companies suppress other Blue Mountain coffee brand agents in order to protect their own interests.

This in itself has caused an extremely bad impact. In fact, you also know that some other private coffee companies in Jamaica will also use some channels to export Blue Mountain coffee beans and create an independent Blue Mountain coffee brand.

These private Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee trading companies do not have any estate background and history. They belong to robbery and deception. They are neither independent export estates nor Jamaica's legally authorized Blue Mountain coffee processing and exporting companies. The quality of coffee beans is far Far from guaranteed.

Having these two sides' bad behavior is undoubtedly the biggest damage to Jamaica's Blue Mountain Coffee, the world's top coffee brand. I can't imagine how much more Blue Mountain Coffee's brand value will continue to be monopolized by the foot basin people! "