The elevator door opened and Andy walked out of the elevator. Two front desk ladies from Gaia Investment Consulting Company, wearing pink OL suits, bowed slightly with a sweet smile on their faces.

"Good morning, boss."

Andy nodded slightly and signaled, and without stopping, he pushed open the two large glass doors and walked in.

Along the way, every employee looked at him with eager eyes and asked good morning.

Success and wealth can subconsciously increase confidence and calmness. The invisible temperament of successful people will slowly be added to themselves. The so-called residence and movement of energy and body are nothing more than accumulating long-term success or high positions, affecting the change of their own temperament.

To put it more bluntly, it is actually that in the interaction between people, I think success brings more confidence and confidence than others, and my voice is naturally loud and my influence is equally great.

As a time traveler, his confidence is naturally more confident than anyone else. Therefore, in the few months he came, when he accepted his identity, the confidence and calmness he showed had completely changed his own temperament, not because of wealth. Therefore, many people will feel that Andy's gaze is deep, mature and steady, which is very inconsistent with his age.

Tory Black heard the footsteps in the corridor, quickly sorted out the Times magazine that he was just looking through, folded it and stuffed it into the drawer of his desk. He picked up the mirror and looked at his face in a slight hurry, pinned a strand of long hair behind his ears, folded his hands in front of him, and waited for the boss who was still staring at the photo just now, making her dazed.

"Good morning, boss!"

"Well, a cup of latte, put more nai..." Andy didn't stop, but he still looked at the little assistant, fleshy stockings, and black high-heeled short boots, which was very exciting.

"Okay, boss, it's going to be done right away."

Some idiots looked at their boss's tall and slender body, whether it was a blue coat or a suit shirt, they were so handsome and miserable.

Walking into the office, Andy took off her coat and hung it on the hanger, unbuttoned her suit, sat on the boss's chair, took out her cell phone, looked at the executives who had met with whom she missed calls, Universal Music, and several cooperative TV stations.

Ignoring these calls first, Andy called Fatty Carl. The fat man who was still waiting for news in Bangzi Country should not have been asleep yet. He was a little happy to be entertained by Han Chenghao in Bangzi Country. However, thinking about the girlfriend he just had, the fat man should be restrained.

The release of the Ministry of Commerce's investigation list made Bangzi CJ Group feel a little puzzled, but since they are on the list, they will naturally understand the situation through lobbying companies. At the signal of Old Smith, CJ easily understood what the problem was.

Andy didn't want to let the CJ Group get things done casually, so he notified Carl when he called and told him that he could go back to the United States. Let the CJ people come to the United States to talk!

After hanging up the phone, Andy was very upset. As expected, this fat man was in a nightclub. The surrounding environment was very noisy. Before he could taste the taste of a girl, this fat man had to eat meat first.

I picked up the briefing on my desk and started reading it. The briefings of several companies were quickly finished. I drew a question mark on several questions, threw it on the table, took out the planning draft of "Devil's Soul" from my handbag, and looked through it one by one, wanting to add some more content.

The phone ringing rang again. Andy looked at the telephone. A little surprised. It turned out to be Paris Hilton's phone call. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. At 8:30, this is rare. According to Paris's schedule, he should be still sleeping at this time. Without hesitation, he answered the phone.

Even though the two of them rolled the sheets a lot (see Chapter 47 for details), there was indeed no common topic between them. It was just that Paris was very slutty and chatted with Andy. Since Andy decided not to slap her anymore, after all, this little bitch would turn the sky above his head into dark green, which was definitely not a good choice, but there was no problem with being joking.

Tori walked in with coffee and twisted his waist. Seeing the boss leaning his whole body against the back of the boss' chair and putting his feet on the table, the boss' chair made the boss' chair squeak from time to time. The boss smiled happily, as if he was chatting with his friends.

He walked around the desk and walked beside Big Andy, preparing to put the coffee on the table, but when he saw the boss stretching out his palm, he quickly handed the coffee to his hand.

Andy took a sip of coffee and it tasted good. After taking a sip, she handed it back to Tori, asked her to put it on the table, and pointed to the briefing on the table, asking her to find the instructions herself and provide feedback.

Tory Black put the coffee aside and leaned over on the table to find the briefing. His perky little butt was outlined by an OL-packing TUN skirt, which made Andy, who was listening to Paris chatting with sex, lit up his eyes.

There was no slight confusion at all. He reached out and touched it. He could clearly feel the trembling of the little assistant's delicate body, but he did not react at all. He still leaned over to find the documents and stroked and kneaded them. The touch felt really good.

If he could see Tory Black's pretty face now, he would have been even more unscrupulous, because the little assistant's pretty face was already shyly red, and his teeth were biting his cherry lips tightly, and he pretended to look for documents. He did not dare to straighten his body, for fear of making the boss unhappy, and looked like he was obedient.

"Thank you for your invitation, Paris, but, sorry, I'm going to have an art party with Ivana tonight, only next time..."

Andy had no expression of apologies on her face, but her tone was still in place. She stroked her right hand on the little assistant's smooth stockings mei's legs, not caring about Tory Black's feelings at all, even though her legs had already begun to tremble slightly.

"No, no, Paris, I don't have that kind of meaning. You know we got along well before, we are good friends, aren't we..."

More than ten minutes later, Andy shook his head speechlessly and hung up the phone. Looking at the little assistant who was still leaning over, he slapped her buttocks twice, and Tori, who was almost overflowing with his pretty face and looked at him with a red look. There was not much expression on his face. He said domineeringly: "I will wear T-shaped characters in the future!"

"I know...I know!" As thin as a mosquito, the little assistant breathed a little quickly, and he whispered in shame.

"Stocks are good and very smooth. In the future, you have to wear high-end stockings, so that they can feel comfortable to touch! Send the briefing of the instructions to Al and let him give feedback. Okay, go out!" As he said that, he patted the tight little tun twice.

Looking at the little assistant with his legs trembling, he blushed and lowered his head and ran away. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, showing a satisfied smile.
Chapter completed!