"Dear, what do you think I wear on the show is more suitable for me?"

Ivana, who was wearing only an Andy T-shirt, exposed a pair of straight and long tui, stood in front of the cloak mirror and held a large blue lapel, which could clearly show her long-sleeved dress that could clearly show her bottomless career line and gestured.

After just hanging up the phone, Andy, who walked into the bedroom, looked at the clothes that had been laid out in the fire, pulled the corners of her mouth, and said speechlessly: "You are the most beautiful if you don't wear it..."

Ivana turned her head and glanced at Andy charmingly, threw her skirt aside, picked up a black sweater with a turtleneck and a small white pleated skirt, "What about this one?"

"You are going on Oprah's talk show, not going to talk about business... I'll do it." Andy said speechlessly and walked over.

There was a "pop".

Ivana covered the pig and started chasing and fighting with a coquettish smile. Andy laughed and flashed into the cloakroom. Ivana jumped up and hung it on Andy's back. Andy could only bend down, hold it up, and start looking for the clothes all over the room with Ivana's big horse on his back.

"Just this one, the lilac velvet dress can not only outline your figure so that it makes people feel watery, but also highlight your charming temperament. The small high neck can make your slender neck look normal in proportion... Oh, don't bite, I was wrong. You are the most charming, your neck is not long at all, so beautiful..."

Andy tilted his head, and was bitten by Ivana, who was angry and angry, on his neck, so he could only raise his hand and surrender very timidly, and quickly changed his words.

"Hmph!" Ivana arrogantly patted Andy on the shoulder and ordered: "Let me down."

"Ha dream! It's time to go to bed. You should go to the Creation to accept my conquest! This king is going to inspect the territory and then farm!"

"Ah, let me pack my luggage first...Woo woo..."

An hour of sweating profusely passed, and the two figures entangled together finally calmed down.

"Haha, it's so interesting. Every time I make a sound like turning on the **gun." Ignoring the sweat on my back, Andy turned over and lay down, and did not forget to tease Ivana, who was lying on her face and savoring something.

"Hate! Get me some paper, hurry up..."

After experiencing it, Ivana threw away the paper ball, pulled the quilt, and directly retracted into Andy's arms, enjoying the wonderful and sweet aftertaste.

Andy gently stroked Ivana's back, lowered her head and kissed her forehead and said, "I didn't expect you to be on the Oprah talk show before me. It's really interesting."

"Hehe, okay, this is not the conflict between you and Oprah has been rumored to have been rumored by the outside world. This time it was just a test by Oprah. Her ultimate goal is not you, otherwise I would not have invited me. After all, I have not done anything that deserves the praise of the people recently."

Ivana showed a charming smile on her delicate face, and her white teeth were particularly shining, but the red hun looked a little dry.

Andy curled his lips indifferently and said, "Don't underestimate yourself, a professional strong woman, a vice president of P Group, and his own clothing and jewelry brand. It's not easy to take into account both. You have to serve my boyfriend. Tsk tsk, you are already amazing. Didn't you handle the matter in the UK very well last time? The media praised you very much."

"That's because they don't know how important your help is. This time I will choose the Ivana brand for my clothes, shoes and jewelry, which is just for promotion. I think Oprah won't care too much. "Like a little fox who stole the grapes, Ivana smiled like a crescent moon.

"Well, you just happened to clarify the misunderstanding between me and her. I am very grateful for her criticism at that time. She is an upright person. After all, I was indeed quite disappointing at that time. I still have such a little bit of energy, right?" Andy said arrogantly.

"Hehe, yes, you have a lot of power..." Ivana smiled and grabbed Andy's handle, raised her face and pouted her lips to kiss Andy's cheek.

Andy shrugged indifferently and said, "Don't cause trouble for yourself, it's your fault if you make it angry, you're the one who suffers..."

The next morning, Andy sent Ivana onto the plane to Chicago. Amid the photos and questions of paparazzi, Andy, who continued to recover his iceberg face, sat in the car and showed a faint smile on his lips. He had one day and night to control his time.

However, before he wanted to have fun, he still needed to start his daytime work and wandered around Bloomberg. Whether it was Justin Smith or Amanda, who had sorted out all his TV and radio stations, was working hard for him.

"I like this kind of life!" Andy sat in the car and went to the next company, tapping his leather seat with his fingers relaxed and comfortable. To be honest, he could make money with the foresight and speed and then make asset layouts. Because the golden fingers of time travel made him a more reliable strategic expert. The overall situation is fine, but if he really wanted to go to a management company of every detail, haha, if the more than 20 companies under his current management can drive him crazy, it will definitely be a mess.

All Andy knew very well. He first ran and grabbed land in this once-in-a-lifetime storm, and then spent money to hire people to carry flags for every land he had to take over. When the war ended, he was slowly turning back to digest.

Although the assets he used leverage to leverage were risky, he had enough funds to support his plan, and several companies that kept giving him blood transfusions as a backing. Without the risk of a broken capital chain, he would dare to think about a larger territory.

Andy Smith is not the old guy Warren Buffett. He values ​​the future and the long-term future. Warren Buffett's investment philosophy is the cigar butt concept, which is to find companies that have a breath left, can burn the last bit and drain the last bowl of blood to cash out.

As for the company's glorious past and legendary stories, it is nonsense to Warren Buffett, the old hooligan. He will dismantle it indifferently and ruthlessly and then classify it and sell it. If you buy it for 1 yuan, it will turn it into 5 yuan or even 10 yuan when he tinkers with it like this.

Therefore, what Buffett is most powerful is his vision. He can find the most valuable cigar butt from tens of thousands of documents, which is still burning, and can make him take his last bite and burst into a fiery fire.

For Buffett, who had half of his body entered the coffin, this kind of pursuit of short-term returns is understandable. Besides, he has been playing tricks for a lifetime, and he is already familiar with it so well that he can't be more familiar with it. He really thinks that what this old hooligan said about making money by long-term investment will definitely be fooled to death.

"Ah, you said that once I acquired Tesla, is it a bit too large for the industry? Environmentally friendly electric vehicles, batteries are the center of gravity, and solar energy will definitely be involved in the future. To increase production, the traditional automobile manufacturing industry will definitely acquire it. Oh my God, the whole blueprint is drawn..."

"Boss, you shouldn't draw this blueprint now. You have to wait until it goes public and then slowly draw it and display it to shareholders, show it to Wall Street and investors, and tell everyone, they will pay for your great dream."

Alvetre, who looked down at a pile of information on the desk, reached out and pushed his glasses, looked at the young boss with a lazy posture nestled on the sofa in his office rest area and a pillow on the table, and said with a faint smile.

"Ah, I will be taught to you."

"I am very honored, but boss, you are a genius and don't need to be taught by others..."

"puff"

Andy almost squirted out a sip of coffee, reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth, rolled his eyes in anger, put down his feet, looked at the time, it was almost noon, and stood up from the sofa, "Let's go, there's nothing important, don't look for me, I want to find a quiet place to conceive a novel..."

Although Al didn't know how many women the boss had, he knew that he was definitely more than one or two. As for the excuse of conceiving novels, he could deceive others. He looked up at the young boss who turned to the door and hurriedly said: "Boss, the price of gold futures has risen and fallen, and it has been $906..."

"When the price is $1,000 per ounce, report it to me..."

Andy didn't even look back, and opened the door, raised his hand and waved it, leaving.
Chapter completed!