American Fortune Life

Carl really felt a little puzzled. He couldn't understand where Andy's anger came from, and the paparazzi that bothered him. It was just a question that every celebrity had to accept and adapt, but the emotion that Andy showed was a bit overreacted.

"Hey, Andy, what the **** is wrong with you? Did n’t you also have paparazzi when you first became famous? I thought you had adapted a long time ago. Isn't it that you are so angry now? Do you want the effect? ​​"Carl asked in a strange tone.

"I ... Well, I don't know what's wrong, maybe it's a little anxious, forget it, don't want to, what's going on with the gaming company?" Andy felt his physical strength all at once. Dropped, unable to speak up, asked depressed.

"You will adapt to this life! I have already made an appointment with them, and soon I will organize people to conduct an assessment. At that time, you will need to participate in the final negotiation." Carl heard the tone of Andy's fate, and felt for a while. It's funny, it's so arrogant.

"Okay, there's nothing more, I'm hung up, alas, a group of Bichi!" Andy scolded unwillingly.

After hanging up the phone decisively, Carl shook his head and laughed smirkly at the phone. "It's really a child's temper, but this is just the beginning. How can I miss this good opportunity and who can't live with the beautiful knife."

After that, I found a number and called in the past. "Hey, Richard, are you really interested in signing Andy and giving him a record? What? Of course, no problem, everything is to me, you and me Say......"

"Snapped"

Andy tossed the gossip magazine on the table, and looked at the scattered newspapers and magazines on the table. Although the front pages of several large newspapers were not his, they also occupied a lot of other pages.

Andy sighed, and couldn't believe the professional ethics of this group of reporters. The dazzling title made him stunned when he saw it. He really wanted to kill his rhythm.

"This is a real headache. These **** paparazzi turned out all the photos of Andy's death. These big newspapers are more ruthless and the reports are very detailed. The billions in them are scary enough. I Why don't you know I have hundreds of millions of cash! "

He took the sandwich on the table in a depressed mood and bit it fiercely. At breakfast, Liu Yan looked at him with a dull look. The look of monsters was really crazy.

These reports, although there are no specific figures for the sale of the copyright of the talent show, but due to the internal figures revealed by the independent television station in Britain, and the deliberate speculation of NBC, almost all the youngest billionaires were used to describe him.

This excites Americans. Through the summary of various reports, this is a typical American dream. A high school student wrote this novel and left New York to Los Angeles. After two years of silence, he did not give up, and insisted on , To achieve success, to prove his talent, but also to get a spiritual sublimation.

It seems to be scratching the mainstream of American society. The number of bloggers and newly registered Facebook fans has begun to grow at an alarming rate under the continued touting of media reports.

Of course, those tabloid tabloids turned out all sorts of negative and negative reports in the two years of Andy's silence to resell them for the sake of sales. These reports were really fucking.

Fortunately, all these successes came from his own efforts, without relying on the support of his family, which made some of the rich hatred not hate him, and did not hack the family.

After breakfast, I opened the curtains. There were more than a dozen reporters around the fence's iron gate. Some of them were squatting for several days. The rest were new this morning. Was consumed at his door.

Depressed, he called and called Carl. "Hey, how is the company?"

Carrying a cigar, Lean leaned comfortably on the boss chair, remembering the reporters outside the company this morning, he grinned and said, "What else can be done, good, now our company is famous, Several television stations and production companies have called to ask for copyright, and I have let out the good voice and the idea of ​​being sincere, and I believe that someone will come soon. "

"Xiete!" Andy cursed, and he shouldn't have asked him, he wanted a reporter to turn around him all day, "You can take care of the company's affairs, how about the game company's affairs? The price is almost Buy it, I will leave Los Angeles after the acquisition and find a place to hide. "

Hearing Andy's resentful words, he said, "I have contacted Nelson just now, and tomorrow we will go to San Francisco together. Also, to tell you the good news, I hired two from Blackwater Bodyguard, after all, you are now the youngest billionaire, safety first! "

Hearing Carl's words, he stayed awake and finally smiled helplessly, "You look at it! I'm hung up."

The report this time is naturally more explosive than the last time. Young billionaires can imagine what the effect will be. Although Andy's parents know that their son's idea has been sold for tens of millions, the two saw it in the newspaper. The content is still stunned.

"My son is now a billionaire? Still the youngest? Hundreds of millions of cash?" Li Wanqing held the newspaper in a daze, and pointed her finger at the newspaper's picture.

"It should be the same, but I heard Nielsen say that it seems he bought all Apple stock." Auston had calmed down from surprise, and the first time he saw the newspaper, he called and asked Nielsen to get a more accurate situation. .

"My son is so terrific, I want to call right away ..." Li Wanqing sobered up from shock and anxiously took out her cell phone.

Aston watched his wife speechlessly talking with her son holding a phone and yelling. He picked up the newspapers and magazines on the table and started looking through them. He smiled from the corner of his mouth and was very happy and proud.

Gao Komatsu and Xi Youmi, who moved into their new home in Los Angeles, were even more shocked. They suddenly became genius writers, the youngest billionaires, with their drinking teenagers.

"Husband, do you say this is true?" Xi Youmi suddenly asked.

"Oh, how can it be fake if all the reports are out? It's very clear in the newspaper, isn't it? I just didn't expect that the gap between his previous appearance and the current one is really big, and there is such a messy past." Soon after, she calmed down her mind and said with a gossip magazine with a picture of Andy.

"Well, really, it used to be so thin, mainly because it felt too decadent!" Xi Youmi crossed her face and looked at it, commenting.

The two of you started to talk about me sentence by sentence. As new friends, I was still curious about Andy's affairs.

From the beginning of the US media's attention to Andy's music to the current wealth storm, it seems that he is full of appreciation for Andy's sunny, handsome, and talented young talent.

Oh my god, the girls are almost attracted by his perfect figure and that handsome face with a charming smile, and of course the money is more important. It's just diamond flesh, making it three feet long.

The American people basically appreciate Andy's evaluation. As for the disharmony during the trough period, there is no undue blame. No one has ever been young, but because Andy can work hard to get out of the trough and reach a new height. Everyone knows that a new idol is born.

The original creators Carl, Xuele Publishing, NBC, and independent TV stations are all crazy and happy. This time the hype has achieved great success. Carl has become a hot character. Xuele watched the digital sales boom. The show of the talent show has spread to every corner with the report, and its popularity has been greatly improved once again.

The real biggest beneficiary was depressed in the gym, sweating freely, wearing gloves without any skill to shake the sandbag left and right, making a dull impact sound. The power has begun to pervert, and he feels that he can easily blast the sandbag.

After venting, and unbridled, Andy took off his gloves and threw it aside, took a bottle of mineral water from the rest chair and drank it.

The heart-warming coolness cheered him up, exhaled a breath, wiped off the sweat from his face with a towel, and looked at the sandbag still shaking. "It's time to find a coach. It's boring to beat like this!"