(ps: Actually, the little devil also knows that the plot of the subprime mortgage crisis is a little more wordy, but as a stubborn conspiracy theorist, he will never believe that he can roll money from Wall Street without background and preparation, of course, people who believe in Occam's razor principle will spray me to death, but the JFK assassination, currency wars, Roswell, 911, Freemasonry, and Diana's car accident all tell us that there are dark hands in the world, and a three-year-old child who passes the market with gold will definitely be divided!) It's hypocritical, it's better than writing a fantasy, the plot collapses, thank you for your tips and recommended votes, thank you. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info)

Hollywood nights are quiet, without the hustle and bustle of New York, where you can hear insects chirping from the loungers by the pool. Well, it also depends on the place and the neighbors, if there is a troublesome neighbor nearby, it is a different matter, fortunately, Andy's villa is surrounded by a large area of wooded vegetation, and the neighbors on both sides are far away from each other, so they do not interfere with each other.

Andy called his parents to report his safety and then talked to Ivanka on the phone for more than an hour, and after hanging up the phone, he was a little puzzled about what the two had been talking about for so long.

I got up from the deck chair, moved my body, took off my beach pants, and plunged into the cool pool with only a pair of swim trunks.

The next morning, after exercising and having breakfast, I rushed to the Mockingjay Copyright Company, accompanied by Kenny and Joseph, who had already returned to work.

Seeing the front desk with a new face, Andy really convinced Carl, a dead fat man, and there was no one in a cultural company who made two hot girls with heavy makeup.

Going upstairs under the fiery gaze of two hot chicks, he pushed open the door to Carl's office and walked in. What caught my eye was the dead fat man putting his feet on the desk, lying on the boss's chair, and making a phone call in an arrogant tone.

"Again, there is no box office share, and the whole set of copyrights is not discussed. Want to meet Andy? Hehe, the general conditions have not been negotiated, you will not meet Andy. Okay, that's it, you think about it again, I'm a guest. Good bye. ”

Carl saw Andy come in, sat up hurriedly, and ended the call in a few words, and his arrogant face just now was replaced by a smile.

Andy angrily picked up Carl, who was still sitting in the boss's chair, sat down himself, and said to him, "Ask your secretary to make me a cup of coffee." ”

"Hehe, no problem. After speaking, he pressed the telephone on the table and instructed, "Annie, make a cup of iced coffee for the boss, faster." ”

Andy picked up a stack of documents that Carl put on the table and looked at it, this is the negotiation memorandum that Carl prepared early in the morning, he still needs to understand it in general, it can't really be to come back and sign it, then Carl may really sell him, after all, Carl has already sold him to Universal Music once, although it is for his interests, but he still feels very uncomfortable.

After reading the documents, Andy looked up at Carl, who was sitting opposite, and frowned slightly, "What's the matter with CBS asking me to hold a press conference with them?"

"Hehe, don't be angry, listen to me first, in fact, this is also a helpless thing, after all, the current talent show is too hot, CBS is forced to have no choice, I hope to use your fame to hype it up and beat the fame of The Voice." I know you don't like dealing with reporters very much, but CBS's request is not excessive, after all, people have spent so much money, and besides, they have also increased the proportion of advertising, there is really no reason to refuse. Karl explained with a wry smile on his face

Hearing the explanation, Andy's frowning brows slowly relaxed, in the past few months, his news has really been daily, and the photos of him and Ivanka dating are liked by many magazines.

Ivanka usually accepts interviews with reporters, but he himself almost never dumps these reporters' questions, which also makes many reporters hate him to death, in his eyes, it is enough to maintain fans, fans can learn about him through blogs and Twitter, he never believes in the discipline of reporters, and they are the best at looking at pictures and talking.

Entertainment reporters can't give them a good face, they really kick their noses in the face, there is no bottom line at all, and it is common to say all kinds of ugly words and provoke in order to fight for a position. When dating Ivanka, some of the paparazzi shouted the names of Brooklyn Dakker and Marissa Miller to block him, which is why Andy hates them.

"Well, for the sake of the American knife. Andy said a little helplessly, who can offend and who can't offend him is still very clear, these big TV stations are the objects that Andy can't offend at present, after all, the current traditional media is still the mainstream.

"What's the other thing besides signing up for the two shows?" Andy asked, remembering that Carl had said on the phone that there were a lot of things to decide on his own, and took a sip of iced coffee.

Carl Fat had a flattering smile on his face, and said in a cautious whisper: "Universal Music has been urging you, I hope you will go over to record a single in the next few days, after all, one day late will make one less day's money, and this has been delayed for a long time." ”

"Hmph, sign for ten years, release 4 albums!Damn, what the fuck do you think?I'm not a professional singer, do I just sing when I don't do anything else?I really want to kick you to death!" Remembering the contract that Carl negotiated with the Universal representative, he got angry, Andy snorted coldly, ignoring the flattery of the dead fat man, and scolded angrily.

"Ahem, it's not that I didn't sign it, don't be angry, I also saw that you registered so many music copyrights, and it's really a terrible thing not to change it to a beautiful knife... ”

The more Andy listened, the more obvious the bruises on his forehead became, and he looked at Carl coldly and warned in a cold tone: "You will be less clever in the future! You are now the manager of the copyright company, and you are no longer my agent." ”

"I... Carl saw Andy's grim expression, his face turned red, and finally sighed, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, it won't be in the future." ”

Andy saw the decadence of the dead fat man, and he did not relent, he could not tolerate Carl's concealment and deception of him, even if it was well-intentioned, after all, Carl held his most secure basic asset, and it was also his back road, the thinking of the Celestial Empire, before winning and losing.

Whether it is the royalty income of the novel or the advertising of the variety show copyright, the CD is a trickle of long-term profits, and it is a real cash income, because the trust is handed over to Carl to manage, to put it bluntly, Andy needs a loyal dog to watch the house, not a subordinate who makes his own claims.

"If you really want to come back and be my agent, I will satisfy you and find a suitable person to manage the copyright company instead of you. ”

"No, no, I swear there will never be a next time!" Carl was really a little anxious, it had not been long since he had so many resources in the company, how could he be willing to give up his position to others, and he swore a promise with a pleading expression on his fat face.

Andy rolled his eyes, he wouldn't be deceived by the dead fat man's expression, "Okay, don't pretend, I'll make it clear to you, this is my back road, writing books is my profession, game companies are my career, you are the person I trust the most, so give me a good home, don't ask for merit but ask for no fault is what you should do." ”

Carl put away his bitter expression, listened to Andy's words quietly, and nodded solemnly.