American Fortune Life

Back at the "Observer" newspaper, Andy hung his suit on a clothes rack, walked into the bathroom and washed his face, feeling much refreshed.

From the second drawer of the desk, I took out an iron boxed Longjing tea. Speaking of this tea, Andy was a bit spit on coffee every day. I wanted to change the taste and bought it in Chinatown. At that time, the Chinese-American boss was still very curious about how this old woman could drink the bitter leaves they said, but when he heard that Andy was better than Mandarin Chinese, he was like .

Through chat, I learned that Andy taught himself Mandarin, and was impressed. In the end, he took out the Longjing green tea he brought from Heaven and sold it to Andy.

In fact, Andy likes to drink jasmine tea. He doesn't really feel cold about black tea. As for green tea, okay, clearing heat and quenching thirst, it's still good to go greasy. As for the fragrance of green tea, he doesn't know how to work with Kung Fu tea. More stressful.

I randomly found a transparent glass, took out a dozen slices of tea and put them in the cup, brewed with boiling pure water, carefully returned to the desk, spread my hands on the chin, and lay on the table Boring at the tea leaves in the cup slowly floating, stretching, tea soup discoloration.

"drop..."

Andy looked at the red light on the answering machine flashing, helplessly reached out and pressed it, and Anne's voice came from the phone.

"Boss, editor Pete wants to see you ..."

Hanging up the phone, Andy straightened up and sat down in the boss chair. He would not be too casual in front of his subordinates. After all, his age is too young. If he is not taut, he may be ignored by his subordinates. This is also a matter of no means. It is useless to say how powerful it is. Sometimes, anyone can guess what people think.

Pete Kaplan pushed in and walked in, holding a paper bag in his hand, and Andy saw a tangled wry smile on his face when he saw it, and said, "Pete, I know you will never come to me if you have nothing, Once it's here, it must be troublesome! Who is unlucky this time ... "

Pete chuckled and sat in the chair opposite Andy's desk, handed the document bag to Andy, and said with a smile: "This time it's not a problem, and it's not a black material, but It is a business that has been lobbying the company and has had transactions with them before, but after all, the newspaper has now changed its owner, so I came to ask if it is customary, after all, this money is easier to make. "

Hearing Pete saying that, Andy was interested, opened the file bag curiously, and began to look carefully. Well, the more angry Andy looked, the anger in his heart almost ignited him.

"Snapped!"

Andy threw the document on the table, and patted it hard with his hands, scolding fiercely: "These dead Toyoko sisters are so shameless! They are despicable and shameless, and they put on a pair all day. The victims looked like they condemned us, why not throw a few more nuclear bombs and wash the floor directly for them! FXXk, look now, not only does the Prime Minister go to worship the toilet, but he also wants to spend our media to discredit others. Unfamiliar white-eyed wolf ...

"Cough ..." Andy Barabara's words with obvious racial discrimination made Pete Kaplan do not know what to do, but he kept coughing, pretending that he couldn't hear what the boss was saying, a look of ignorance.

After Andy vented, he stared at Pete, who was still pretending to be stupid, and said, "Do you say this is the convention? Have you ever done this before?"

"Ahem ... almost, every time I go to worship a ghost, or before a visit, I will spend money on some of us and some European media to make some discredited reports on this, this kind of business that sends money to your door Of course I won't refuse! "Said Pete Kaplan, with a helpless shrug. He couldn't help but sigh of relief and admired his wise decision. Fortunately, he didn't report as usual. Sure enough, the boss still cares about his bloodline. of.

"Damn ideology ..." Andy frowned, picking up the papers on the table again, looking more and more vigorous, with suffocation in his eyes, looking up at Pete, saying viciously: "Take this thing Report! Let the world see how shameless these footbait sisters are, and let some people in that country see the faces of these shameless people! "

"Ahem ... isn't it good? Once we flip the table, we will offend a lot of colleagues. It's okay for the foot basin country and this lobbying company, but it will be very troublesome in the future if someone wants to label our newspaper. "Yes!" Pete Kaplan coughed a little with a wry smile.

"Oh, what's the trouble? Tag me? Am I afraid? I just speak with facts!" With a mocking expression on his face, he grabbed the papers on the table and shook them in the air and continued: "We are not The mouthpieces of those outrageous people, we must be neutral, impartial, and let us give up principles and dreaming if we spend more than 100,000 dollars! Even if most media newspapers report it, is it true? We just want to make them hypocritical. Tore off their masks and bask in the sun, let people see their shameless faces! "

"But ... Boss, after all, it's irrelevant to sing old tunes and threaten LUN or something. There is still a market in our country. Is this a bit too clear for our position?" Pete Kaplan still shook his head. Persuasion seemed to be less supportive of the boss's act of lifting the table.

"Ha ... ha! It's fun! Some people in our country just can't see the facts and refuse the facts. The foot basin country is just a white-eyed wolf who has no teeth and begs for us. Who is the other person? Like rabbits, rabbits are usually docile, but they can kill people if they are launched fiercely! In the future, the economy there will have unprecedented development. I still want to make money. Will I offend them for a group of slaves? Unless I Silly, they are the most like to tag. Now I hack them for more than 100,000 dollars, and I will lose a billion dollars in profits in the future! How do you choose?

Pete Kaplan looked at the cold-scared young boss incredulously, "Boss, aren't you kidding me? How can their economy exceed the foot basin country?"

"Oh, I know! Go and see who is constantly buying our country's government bonds? See old countries with old eyes, this is because of false reports, even your senior media person ca n’t understand a true Rabbit! "

Andy smirked at the corner of his mouth. He didn't save Pete Kaplan at all. His mouth was so happy. In fact, he couldn't help sighing. He was helpless to use double standards when looking at rabbits in the west. People around the world will understand how a rich rabbit burns money.

From then on, whether you like it or not, you will say helplessly, "This bunny, Nima is rich!"

Otherwise, during the subprime crisis, countries around the world are rushing to grab the big rabbit.

"That's it! This weekly magazine has a special feature, and will publish this shameless incident to me intact. I will tear off the false and shameless masks of these gangsters in front of the world!" Andy stared Mori Han fiercely.

Pete Kaplan didn't say anything more, because he saw his boss had a loathing disgust for the foot basin country, silently picked up the papers on the table, nodded to Andy, and turned away from the office.