The morning sunlight blew the curtains into the bedroom with the breeze. Although it was a little cold, the golden sunlight shone through the treetops throughout the courtyard, making the sky bluer. The air was filled with the fresh smell of grass and trees and the "chubby" birds singing.

Andy, who had put on sports equipment, walked out of the villa, raised his arms and made several stretching exercises. He put his two fingers into his mouth and blew a crisp whistle. Kuaiyin and the witch barked twice, and they rushed out of nowhere.

"I love this warm sunshine!"

The trip to London that had nearly three weeks made Andy completely experience the gloom and understand why the British were so excited to watch football games. If they didn't rely on football to vent their suppressed emotions, it would be hard to imagine how many people with mental illness would have developed.

Putting headphones on, Andy pulled up the sweatshirt zipper, put on her hat, and walked out of the villa gate. She saw seven or eight yawning paparazzi shuddering because of her appearance, and surrounded her with her camera.

Andy nodded slightly at them and showed that they were all familiar faces. Although he knew that he could not give this group of paparazzi who were good at stinging their faces, who made him feel good today?

The tight stretch sweatpants outlined the muscle groups on his legs very clearly. As he ran, the muscle groups also changed and moved. He ignored the paparazzi chasing him behind him. With the company of Kuaiyin and the witch, he began his morning jogging along the winding mountain path.

"morning."

"Good morning……"

Andy greeted the fourth star he met with, and greeted him with a smile on his face in a Nike knitted cardigan, sports shorts, and a pair of sturdy long tui big mouth Julia Roberts, and responded with a charming smile, which is the California style and is even more enthusiastic.

call

Andy stood on a prominent rock on Beverly Hills, exhaling a breath of turbid air, looking at the orange-yellow sun and Hollywood at the foot of the mountain, feeling more relaxed and brighter.

Walking out of the hot and misty bathroom, Andy only had a bath towel around her waist, and wiped her hair with a towel in her hand. With the music that had been playing, she walked into the cloakroom with a self-sweeping twist.

He pulled off the bath towel, looked at himself in the mirror, wiped his bird's nest with the towel, and shook it a few times with smugness.

“It’s so powerful!”

Andy didn't care about the increasingly narcissistic personality. As people continue to succeed, their value, status, and achievements continue to improve, they will gradually become narcissistic and domineering. To put it bluntly, it is still a factor of confidence.

A person's temperament has a lot to do with his personal confidence. The so-called tycoon is just a long time of depression. After the confidence suddenly bursts out, it brings an impact to other people that subverts common sense.

Put on a comfortable white sweatshirt with sunlight and sat in the restaurant. Liu Yan, the chef and housekeeper, served Chinese breakfast with a kind smile.

"I know you're coming back, I stewed a big bone soup yesterday afternoon. This is a thick soup with tofu brain with starch. The spicy oil is just made. How about it? Does it fit the taste? By the way, there is also cold noodles..."

Andy looked at the rich-level tofu brain with a large bowl in front of him, and the top was covered with steamed beef, celery, fried pork belly, kohlrabi, peanuts, and chopped green onion seasonings. He couldn't help but smile happily.

"Thank you, Aunt Liu, please trouble you."

"See what your child said, what troublesome, add some spicy food, try it or not?"

Andy smiled and picked up the spoon and stirred it a few times. The colorful ones were like works of art, and the tenderness and smoothness could be felt.

A spoonful of fresh tofu is fresh and smooth, melting in the mouth, without any bean smell. Various ingredients make this delicate part not monotonous at all.

“Perfect, it’s so delicious…”

"What delicious food? Ms. Liu, please give me one too, thank you."

Just as Andy was talking loudly, a familiar voice suddenly joined in. Andy rolled her eyes and turned her head to look at Carl, who had already lost weight successfully but was still a little fat, and walked in.

"Mr. Carl, please sit first, I'll go and serve you..."

Looking at Liu Yan's back as he walked into the kitchen, Carl sat beside Andy, looking at Andy who gave him a blank smile, and said, "How was the trip to Europe? Hehe, your taste is getting more and more complicated. You are all Italian goddess..."

"Get out! I'll fry you again!" Andy glared at the fat man angrily and sprayed wildly, but the curve of the corners of his mouth showed a hint of dark pride.

"Ok, OK! You are the boss, you are the biggest, but you are also more at ease. Some women have become sperm women. Don't leave any handles, pay attention to the benefits. If you get fresh, get out as soon as possible..."

Carl's face was serious and whispered to Andy. To be honest, he was a little scared about Andy's current taste and his increasingly unbridled eating habits, and he had to give more reminders.

"I know." Andy nodded slightly, with a flash of brightness in his eyes. He understood the unpredictability better than anyone else. Once a woman really wants to act ruthlessly, she will definitely ignore it. Therefore, she will never use the means of coercion, and he has been accumulating the means of checks and balances.

During the closest period of a relationship, a woman's IQ and defense will be almost zero, so some videos and photos, soft and hard, were left with memorial light and shadow by him. In addition, the exchange of interests will not be overwhelmed.

"Just understand, your big tree controls the fate of many people, and there must be no problem." Carl took the tofu brain sent by Liu Yan with a smile, and then continued to say after watching her leave.

"Oh, by the way, this is the whereabouts of your babies during this period..."

As he said that, he put down the spoon, took out a file bag from the briefcase beside him, put it on the table, and took the opportunity to raise his left eyebrow.

Andy snorted in anger and continued to eat the rich breakfast.

"Wow! What kind of bun is this? There is a lot of soup..." Carl shouted in fuss when he looked at the buns on the plate, his eyes emitting the light of a foodie, and his mouth kept chewing.

"Crab roe soup buns." Andy glanced at him, Carl, who had already picked up the plate and started to tian, introduced with amusement and tears.

"Oh my God, your life is so envious!" The foodie who was feasting was filled with regret and envy.

"Stop talking about me, how are you doing recently? When will you get married?" Andy asked.

"It's natural to be very happy to have you covered. Isn't this what I heard from you that you haven't bought a house yet? By the way, boss, when will you buy a bargain house you mentioned? Recently, housing prices have risen a little."

Hearing Carl's complaint, Andy didn't care and said while eating: "After September next year, you can buy it at the bargain price. The current rebound is just a dying struggle. These real estate developers are also delusional. The bubble has burst, how can they recover?"

"You are right. You are the new generation of financial prodigy in the United States. Now the financial articles on your blog have been reprinted many times. Whether it is housing price forecasts or precious metal investment, the people highly value you."

Hearing Carl's praise as if flattering, he couldn't help but frown. Andy shook his head and said, "This is not a good thing! That's just a few concerns I wrote before the subprime mortgage crisis. After a few months, I didn't expect someone to hype again."

He also heard Ivana mention it on the phone that many mainstream media in the United States seem to have been praising him recently. He was originally thinking about conspiracy theory and immediately discovered that this matter was not that simple. However, after all, he was praising him, and he also wanted to see what the person behind him wanted to do.

"Why isn't it a good thing? I know what you are worried about, but you can't make everyone love you and like you. This is very beneficial to your image and personality shaping. You just need to make less predictions in the future, invest in intentions, and say something that is general and vague but correct but cannot find faulty financial problems. This halo can protect you, just accept it calmly."

Carl shook his head and expressed his point of view. To be honest, he has been working in Hollywood since last year to buy gossip tabloids to whitewash Andy's previous black history, and even blocked several attempts to sell them to media news if he had had sex with Andy.

You should know that Andy, who was in the Depravity period, had a very different status and fame in Hollywood at that time than now. She was even less than that of women who could get in touch with the bed sheets. These Bichi were able to do anything to become famous and make money.

Carl spared no effort to protect the image that he had finally whitewashed. By buying the media, he helped Andy brag about the new book he had just passed by and published, and Andy became a tyrannical writer and other halos.

Genius is always different from ordinary people's thoughts, and some outrageous or weird personalities are understandable. This is undoubtedly a reason and excuse that the whole world can accept.

Of course, Andy also knew how Carl made efforts behind him. Although Andy always ignored the paparazzi and reporters at the door, he knew that Carl was very familiar with those people and maintained a long-term contact.

The unified tone of the "Dark Fairy Tales" and "Inception" were just published, in addition to the marketing of Xuele Publishing House, Carl also made many efforts to threaten and tempt those gossip tabloids who made Andy's dark history and smeared him.

"Do you need me to say thank you?" In the living room, Andy crossed her legs and nestled in the soft and wide sofa, holding the handle in her hand and playing "Sega Rally" with the fat man beside her.

The game was just launched, and the fat man bought it and brought it to Andy. When he heard Andy's words, Carl couldn't help but curl up and said, "I'm really insincere! By the way, the Screenwriters Association has sent you a letter, hoping that you will stand up and publicly support them."

"Hmm?" Andy couldn't help but frown and sighed, knowing that Hollywood was in big trouble. "The game has begun, let's talk about it later..."
Chapter completed!