"Whew. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info. ”

Andy's tense body finally relaxed, and when he saw the red light flashing on the baffle of the carriage, he reached out to turn on the light in the carriage, and then pulled up the flushed Leighton Meester, who was still licking the corners of his mouth and spitting on tissues.

"It's almost time to get there, you guys clean up... Andy straightened up his pants and belt, and Lively lifted his low-cut dress back up, and snorted angrily, "Nasty, it's all saliva!"

"Hmph, I accidentally ate some just now, I'll change you next time!" Leighton held the makeup mirror in his hand, wiped his mouth with a wet wipe, and touched up his makeup with lip gloss, while glancing at the hypocritical Lively.

Blay Lively's fair face still blushed away, and he took a sip at Leighton, reached out to adjust his dress, and after covering his plump peaks, he also took out the makeup mirror and began to check his hairstyle.

Andy helped the two of them check and fill in the gaps, adjust their hairstyles, "Smack!"

Andy was embarrassed, blushing, and glaring at himself with a slap on the back, and turned around and asked angrily, "What's wrong with you?"

Lively blushed and gritted his teeth as he squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Where's my panties!"

"Ahem... Andy pulled out a small black lace thong from the gap in the seat behind him and carried it to Lively with one finger.

"Humph!" Lively snatched it up, bent down and lifted a slender leg and began to wear it.

"Gurgle... Leighton Mester grinned, oblivious to Lively staring and Andy's sneer.

Escorted by the paparazzi, Andy sent the two beautiful ladies home very gentlemanly, and then drove back to Manhattan, passing by a famous pizzeria, Andy got out of the car and walked into the pizzeria.

"Damn, I thought I could take a picture of the three of them entering the hotel, all of them eating, getting in and out of the car!" "In a silver-gray business car, he was holding a camera to take pictures of Andy in the pizzeria, muttering endlessly.

"It's already good, it's because he wants to hype up the TV series and those two actors, otherwise, we can't keep up at all, everyone knows that the bodyguards around him are powerful, and if he really wants to get rid of us, we have no way at all. The paparazzi driver was also holding a camera.

"Let's go... His bodyguards are coming!"

"Don't be nervous... "When the driver put down the camera and was about to start the car, he heard a "pop" knock on the window.

Lowering the window, Toby's tall figure, and a black face, showing a mouthful of big white teeth, said angrily: "Our boss said that it was cold and cold all night, and it was not easy, please eat pizza... ”

With that, he slipped the pizza through the window and turned to walk towards the other paparazzi.

"Damn, how did he know we were journalists?"

"Okay, people are more professional than us! Come, let's eat a piece, the rich man has a treat... ”

In the Cadillac, Andy finished eating a piece of pizza, licked his fingers, seemed to think of something, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, but he continued to pick up a piece of pizza and ate it.

The next day, Andy came back from a morning run, took a hot shower, wore a bathrobe, wiped his hair, walked into the restaurant, picked up the sweet cow NAI on the table and drank it, sat on the chair, and began to open today's newspaper.

Sure enough, the tabloids in New York put Andy's photos on the most conspicuous page, and a few gossip tabloids directly used the front page headlines, and all kinds of vague and ambiguous headlines were marked, and Andy could only shake his head and sneer.

It's almost enough hype for a while, so that the two girls maintain a high exposure rate, and it will have a huge publicity effect on the TV series that will be broadcast in July, and the new version of the script that has been modified by himself in combination with his memory, and the more gorgeous costumes, should be better than the version in the previous life.

Eating the breakfast brought by the maid, Andy closed the newspaper and smiled at the maid: "You buy more fresh fruits and vegetables today, Ivana will come back in the afternoon and will come to stay." ”

"Yes, sir. The maid replied with a smile.

Wearing a suit and tie and leather shoes, a slim and flat blue cashmere coat on the outermost, Andy walked out of the apartment building in professional gear, ignored the nonsense of the messy paparazzi, and sat in the Maybach car under the escort of the bodyguards.

"Go to the newspaper. ”

The Maybach starts slowly, following the Cadillac driven by Toby, and travels from the Upper East Side along Park Avenue halfway through Manhattan to Wall Street on the sharp corner of New York.

Although the windows were closed, he could still clearly hear all kinds of cursing and car horns on the road, Andy smiled helplessly, and ran into the most famous traffic jam in New York.

took out the notebook from the bag, opened it, took out the Apple player and put on the headphones, slid the touchpad, opened the novel folder in the notebook, found the file of "National Treasure" and opened it, reached out to open the workbench, put the laptop on it, and began to write a novel.

In New York, every office worker evaluates that 74 hours are wasted because of traffic jams every year, of course, compared to Washington, Los Angeles, San Francisco, and New York, which can only be filmed in these cities, but it is enough to make people depressed.

I went out at 8 o'clock, and it was already 11 o'clock in the morning when I arrived at the newspaper office, Andy was also drunk, walked into the office, threw the coat in the crook of his arm to Tori behind him, walked to the desk, sat down in the boss's chair, picked up the briefing on the table and began to check it.

"The owner, the coffee. ”

"Hmm. Is anyone looking for me?" andy took the coffee cup that Tori had carefully placed in his hand without looking up, as he looked at today's briefing.

"Newsweek called and said you agreed to their interview and needed to confirm the time with you. In addition, New York Fashion Week has sent you invitations, and the Federal International Auction House has sent you invitations and lots for the 2007 Spring Auctions... ”

Andy put the briefing back on the table, took a sip of coffee, and looked at Tori, who was holding a black notebook and began to read one thing at a time.

"Okay, don't read it, Newsweek's interview, you look at the schedule, if it's not important, you arrange a time to inform them, you give those invitations to the charity dinner to Al, let them sift through it, and then make a tax-deductible donation plan, and show me the auction brochure in a moment, the invitation to Fashion Week, and then talk about it... ”

Andy put down his coffee cup, waved his hand, and continued to check the company briefings, at present, among the several things he is concerned about, the preliminary work of shorting CDS and CDO junk bonds is ready, and the chips in his hand are increasing day by day, this aspect is led by Bardstone of Liberty City Investment Company CDS team members and Alvitatre led the think tank according to the plan.

ANDY DOESN'T WANT TO START TOSSING FROM A FEW PEOPLE'S STUDIOS, THE SOURCE CODE HAS BEEN DEVELOPED BY HIMSELF, AND HE CAN DIRECTLY SET UP A COMPANY AND RECRUIT SOME CODERS TO IMPROVE IT, BUT HE ALSO NEEDS AN EXCELLENT CEO, AND HIS COMPANY WITH A BRIGHT FUTURE MUST HAVE AN EXCELLENT MANAGER TO HELP HIM RUN IT.