Seeing Peter's look like he was silly, he handed the wine glass to Lively, who was staring at the eyes, and smiled and said to the two girls who turned into two fan girls: "You go and help me with that glass of champagne."

Looking at the graceful figures of the two girls leaving, he spoke lightly: "What do you mean, say it!"

"Boss, I don't agree with the acquisition of Newsweek!" Pete gritted his teeth and said with a serious expression. Seeing Andy showing a continued expression, he continued: "Since being acquired by the Washington Post in 1961, Newsweek's style has become more and more left-leaning. After many incidents, it has been included in the unpopular blacklist by Washington. Although the acquisition can overwhelm the internal voice and change the style, the serious liberal style flowing in their newspaper blood will not be easily changed!"

Andy looked at Pete Kaplan with a smile and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, just leave it. Isn't there still "Observer"? Since everyone says that the press is free, then of course you have to accept different voices. Why are you worried about being compared with Jon's "Newsweek"?"

"Haha, how could it be..." Peter's face couldn't help but feel warm, and he sneered, then confidently thrust his body, and said with a firm look: "They just have more historical background than us. We can rise against the market and not be afraid of any opponent!"

"That's good! To be honest, there is a tendency for them to fight on both sides. Every time I see you holding a sealed file bag into my office, I have a headache." Andy said jokingly.

"Ahem... the newspaper can have this situation today, it is all your credit for your boss. After all, it is up to you to withstand the pressure from multiple parties!" Pit Kaplan naturally knew why the newspaper could turn losses into profits and develop rapidly. First, it has sufficient funds, but the strong background of his own boss. When reporting some news, there is no need to look back as before. As long as it does not touch the red line, it can truly achieve the independence of news reporting beyond the government, which undoubtedly establishes a stronger credibility among the people.

"Okay, don't flatter me, just trick me! I'll stop scolding our Little Flying Shoes President recently. The interview should be similar. Don't curse today and give them an interview tomorrow. That's not kind..." Andy smiled angrily. These media people are too thick-skinned. They don't care, but they still have to care about their face.

"Ahem... OK, I get it!" Pete Kaplan's face turned red again. In the United States, it was a traditional reserve project. Everyone was not used to it if they didn't scold each other for a day, except for the newspapers under News Corporation who licked Washington.

"It's been more than two hours, and the time is almost over. I'm a little hungry. I'm going to take two beauties to dinner together, are you?" Andy said, looking at his watch.

"Haha, I won't disturb your date with the two beauties, boss."

Andy shook his head speechlessly and laughed, left Pete and said a few words to the two women who were standing not far away and laughing. After saying a few words, he left and left the banquet scene with his arm on his left and right.

When the paparazzi reporters who were squatting at the door saw Andy and the other three appear, they immediately turned red with excitement as if they were injected with chicken blood. Is it going to make big news? The rhythm of the three people!

The senior paparazzi gave up the opportunity to surround him and ran back to the car to follow him.

In the Western restaurant, Andy and the other two raised their glasses and drank. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, more than a dozen paparazzi kept taking pictures with long cameras, making the paparazzi who were following the dark areas and wanting to shoot big news so angry that they wanted to go up and strangle the group of colleagues to death.

Three people? Haha, how could Andy do such a death! Knowing that the paparazzi were stalking, they would naturally not have any overwhelming behavior. They were very gentlemen all night, and they were polite when dining, without any ambiguous behavior, just like a hype just to increase the exposure of the two women.

The beauty of New York may only be seen more realistically and thoroughly after nightfall. Its beauty is enchanting and confusing, making people want to get close to it. Her beauty is magical and magnificent, making people unpredictable but yearn for it.

The Cadillac on the road leading to Manhattan in Brooklyn is like an iron monster. From the spacious and comfortable custom-made rear space, the sound of a blushing woman gasping and murmuring from time to time.

Andy greedily buried her face in the high pink neck, her eyes closed tightly, and her face was covered with red Lively's white and plump peaks and charming gullies.

Blake Lively opened her red lips lightly and murmured, as if she had thought of something, her beautiful eyes slightly opened, and the scene she saw made her regret very much.

As if he felt something, Lidon looked up at Lively's pretty red face charmingly, stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, smiled, and continued to work hard...
Chapter completed!