At night, the snowy Manhattan of New York is brightly lit, and the Christmas lights that have not been taken off still decorate the beautiful night view of the city.

"Coffee. ”

"Thank you. ”

Andy stopped his quick fingers on the keyboard, looked up and smiled as he accepted the coffee from Ivana, who was wearing a two-piece silk pajamas.

"How's it going?" Ivana stood behind Andy, gently pinched his shoulder, and asked with concern, whether her boyfriend made a big news or the paparazzi who followed her when she got off work told her.

For Andy, who changed the norm and took action in person, Ivana, as a pillow person, naturally guessed that things would not be so simple, and his own person was definitely unprofitable and could not afford to do it early, and this time such a high-profile thing must have deep meaning.

When I asked at dinner, it was true, but she was looking forward to the mobile game that Andy was going to make, and she really didn't believe in the so-called simple games that could make people crazy.

"Hehe, it went well. Andy leaned back, comfortably resting on the proud upper side of the rolling YUAN, and rubbed his head back and forth a few times, and continued: "Trust me, you won't like this game, I don't know if I made this game right or wrong, I, the maker, will also be driven crazy by its difficulty." ”

Ivana patted her boyfriend's dishonest head coquettishly, she didn't wear a BRA, and it was a little uncomfortable to be rubbed by this little bastard, especially those two points, which were even more obvious under the silk nightdress.

"People are the most curious, especially women, to be honest, I am looking forward to what you said, okay, don't bother you, I'm going to start working too. Ivana had a charming smile on her delicate face, bowed her head and kissed Andy, who was looking up at her, and then twisted her delicate body back to the wide workbench beside her, turned on the low-hanging bright chandelier, picked up the briefcase on the side, began to take out some documents, spread them on the table, picked up a copy and looked at it.

Andy smiled slightly, looked at the code that had already been written, picked up a stack of various pipe barriers with simple sketches on the side, and raised his eyebrows, someone in the previous life questioned that these green pipes were an infringement of Nintendo Super Mario, and in fact there was no infringement at all.

However, for the sake of safety, Andy still called a lawyer to study it carefully, and only after confirming that there was no problem, did he make a development decision, after all, once this kind of intellectual property problem arises, then the lawsuit will be fought, and it is easy to lose.

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"Yawn—"

Ivana rubbed her eyes, yawned, sorted out the papers on the table, looked at the clock on the wall, it was already 11:30, stood up and moved her lower waist, turned off the light, walked to Andy, who was still concentrating on writing code, put her hands on his shoulders, stroked back and forth, and said softly: "Honey, it's too late, go to sleep." ”

"Huh?" Andy was woken up, quickly switched out of the supergod state, his fingers stopped, he looked back at Ivana with a sleepy face, swung his neck from side to side, nodded and said, "You go up first, I'll save it, come over immediately." ”

Ivana stroked the slender pink neck with one hand, walked to the edge of the wound, took off the nightdress on her body, and wore only a pair of NEI pants, and developed the habit of sleeping in pajamas since she was a child.

Soon Andy came over, turned off the main light in the bedroom, and the two table lamps were also dimmed, and after taking off his pajamas, he got into the quilt, and the two warm bodies were close together.

Andy hugged Ivana in his arms, stroked her smooth back, and slowly fell asleep.

In the early morning, the streets of New York are still snowy because of the melting snow, and some pipe openings on the streets are constantly rising hot, and the pedestrians on the road are in a hurry.

Outside the CP Building, wearing a camel-colored woolen trench coat and dark red high heels, the noble and generous Ivana has blonde hair neatly coiled behind her head, clean and neat, and her simple hairstyle complements the overall shape.

Andy waved to her with a smile, watching her being chased by the paparazzi and walking up to the building, for such a cold day, he still chose his girlfriend who wore a skirt with bare legs, he was also very helpless and admired, Nima, really beautiful and frozen.

On the 58th floor of the Newsweek Building, in a classically luxurious office, Andy, who was holding a microphone and had a look of pity and helplessness on his face, shook his head and sighed.

"Continue to hold it, Bebhutto's death, international gold prices and crude oil will usher in a surge, in any case, the clouds of turmoil have become a trend, in order to avoid risk, investors are more inclined to hedge the value of gold, it seems that I made a bit conservative judgment before, 20 US dollars, hehe, this gold war, we will achieve the greatest harvest, I think my assets will usher in a surge period, to be honest, we should mourn this iron butterfly... ”

At 10:20 a.m., Andy, who had just uploaded a photo of the game's progress on Facebook, received a call from Alvitatre that when the iron butterfly of Pakistan Railway was leaving at about 3:30 p.m. local time on the 27th, when he was leaving from a gathering of thousands of people in the park, two gunmen suddenly approached Bebutto's car from different directions and shot her, and the two then detonated the suicide bomb strapped to her body.

Some witnesses said that the muzzle of the submachine gun was almost on her, and it was confirmed that Iron Butterfly was assassinated at about 6 p.m. local time, and after the incident, the domestic situation in Pakistan was in a state of high tension, which aroused widespread concern from the international community.

"Knock-"

"Enter. ”

The thick door of the office was pushed open, and Andy looked at Jon Meacham with a solemn expression on his face, but with a little excitement, he walked in quickly.

"Boss, have you received the news? Shall we immediately issue a special issue with Bhutto's interview?" Jon, who had just sat down, asked with some eagerness.

"Are our people alright?"

"I'm sorry, boss, I'm a little excited, our people are fine, at the time of the incident, because of the time when Bei Bhutto left, they happened to get into the rented car, after the incident, they sent back a lot of photos of the scene, which have been updated in real time on the "Today's Headlines" news website. ”

"Well, that's good, let's do an in-depth report, find the most senior experts to analyze, do we have any channels to interview that group of terrorists?

"Boss, you're saying that the base did this?"

Andy looked at Jon with a smile and said, "Didn't I ask you to find someone to confirm it?" Anyway, the assassination of Iron Butterfly this time, the most bitter thing is our president, and I finally hope to find some diplomatic contributions to whitewash the anti-terrorism mess he left behind before leaving office, but now it's good, everything is empty, and someone will go crazy." ”

Jon left quickly with the task, while Andy walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the snow in the sky, looking down at the whole of Manhattan, his eyes narrowed slightly, he had nothing to pay attention to for Pakistan, which was already on the verge of turmoil, which was also the common mentality of people living in peaceful countries.

In my previous life, as a person of the Celestial Empire, I looked at foreigners living in dire straits, and felt that I was living a very happy life, but now in the United States, the general arrogance of Americans never cares about other countries, they are the first in the world, and they don't need to care.

However, the turmoil in Pakistan on the front line of anti-terrorism will naturally make crude oil rise, and at the same time, the depreciation of the dollar, even the media of the minion foot basin use the afterglow of the dollar empire to describe the future predicament of the US economy, and the price of gold will usher in a crazy surge.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the U.S. stock market closed, and the price of gold futures expiring in February next year closed at $826.4 per ounce, up $20.4, with a book income of more than 750 million, while the income in London was not much in hand before, and most of the funds were in the delivery and cashing period, with only a book income of 120 million pounds.

However, this gold war is considered to have completed a perfect ending, now as long as you wait patiently for the international gold price to break through the historical high of $850 in the past 20 years, once the historical pressure line is crossed, the international gold price will begin to exert force, Andy's assets can increase by at least another 50%, and then the 30% of Bloomberg's shares need to pay 3.3 billion US dollars, Andy will not be so painful.