Listening to Andy's answer, this time it was not just Old Smith on the other end of the phone who took a breath, but even Monica, who was uncomfortable in Andy's arms, was touched by his incorruptible right hand, opened her eyes wide and turned around and looked at Andy with a faint smile on her face in surprise.

"This... I'm afraid that these acquisitions will not be completed without a 1 billion or more than 2 billion yuan?"

"Yes, grandpa, just completing the acquisition is second. The key is the investment of each team, which is also a considerable number, but it can be regarded as a good investment. After all, under the current economic situation, the market value of each team is relatively cost-effective. After the subprime mortgage crisis, the economy will recover, and more than one billion may be able to buy one team."

Andy sat up, turned around and looked at her in surprise and pulled Monica back into her arms. She ignored her eyes and continued to take advantage of her cheeks. She explained to Old Smith with a confident smile on her face.

"Haha, sometimes it feels really a magical thing. Who would have thought that in just one year, you can do this level. It seems that you will be on the Forbes Rich List next March."

Old Smith smiled happily. This is the first billionaire ever produced by the Smith family in a century and is also the descendant of the Smith family who is the most successful in doing business. This has undoubtedly made up for the biggest shortcoming of the Smith family. Although the family assets are more than 2 billion, they are family assets after all, and they are not controlled by a single person alone. Most of the assets are stocks of some old companies. The 23-year-old billionaire is like a dream.

"I just seized the opportunity, and the path cannot be copied. After this crisis, the next step is to digest it carefully and reasonably. This is also a very troublesome and cumbersome thing. My current think tank has expanded to 50 people. As more and more companies are acquired, the number of people will continue to increase. Even so, I have to deal with a lot of work every day..."

Listening to Andy, who was chatting and complaining about his pain, Monica in her arms adjusted her sitting position, turned around, and glanced at the brat with her black eyes. She didn't see this bastard boy busy with work, but instead thought about crawling towards her all day long. It was endless, but she herself was willing to accept it. Finally, someone could fill the emptiness in her heart and body for her to fill it with without any blind spots.

As for her husband in Brazil, maybe he no longer cared about himself since when, and he probably found new happiness. She was not very sad or angry. In the entertainment circle, there were not many people who grew old until they were old, which was common. After all, there were the most you here, and they were basically together and parted. This tormented life should end. This time, because of Andy's accident, she had already made a decision. She was wasting a few more years. At the age of 40, the most beautiful years in her life were fleeting.

After hanging up the phone, Andy saw Monica leaning in her arms and letting her funong without stopping at all. She couldn't help but stop climbing the mountains and ridges, and looked at her expression, and found that she was biting the chun corner, thinking about something.

"What's wrong?"

Monica recovered from her meditation and turned around and smiled faintly. She said in a slightly hoarse voice: "It's nothing, by the way, you just said you want to acquire a football club in Europe? Our Italian league is known as a small World Cup, so it would be a good idea to acquire a Serie A club."

Andy pulled the corner of his mouth, his expression was very strange. Before he could say it, he saw Monica frowning slightly and said unhappily: "What kind of expression are you? You Americans don't understand football at all. Do you look down on our Italian Football League?"

"Too black! The whistle is black, the feet are black, the club's market value is inflated, and there are too many dirty things between each other..." Andy rolled his eyes and instinctively counterattacked and complained.

Monica's eyebrows were upset and angry, and the red chun opened her eyes, but she couldn't find any rebuttal in the end. After all, Juventus broke out a phone door last year, and Serie A's reputation in front of fans all over the world plummeted. In addition, Italy's economic downturn, the people were too lazy, and Serie A began to fall.

"Let go! Don't touch me..."

Andy's forehead was covered with a black line, looking at the shy and annoyed Monica who stood up and sat aside, and pulled the corner of her mouth, "Damn, why are you provoking a Serie A fan?"

Just as he was thinking about how to relieve his mature fu Monica, the laptop next to him sounded "Ding Dong". Andy glanced at Monica who ignored him, and had to curl his lips, clicked his fingers on the touchpad twice, and opened the email he had just received.

First, the latest news from the predator foot basin group sent from the Rabbit Kingdom Demon Capital, the foot basin has released the foot basin to the public before the stock market opens, and the central bank injects 1 trillion yen into the banking system.

The briefing of the Predators European Group was followed by the European Central Bank, which plans to increase its efforts to rescue the market.

After pondering for a while, Andy put his hands on the keyboard and began to write a reminder email to Budstone, giving a vague reminder of the information revealed on Old Smith's phone just now.

The long black hair was gently shaking, Monica turned her head to look at Andy who was looking at the computer seriously. Knowing that he had started to handle the work, she stood up and walked towards the kitchen, found two white porcelain coffee cups, turned on the coffee machine, leaned against the cabinet, and looked at the view outside the window, her eyes were a little confused, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

despair--

His eyes gathered again, and he reached out to put the coffee cup at the bottom of the coffee machine, pressed the switch, and watched the steaming and fragrant coffee falling into the cup. He opened the refrigerator and took out the sugar cube and beef nai from it. Two sugar cubes were placed in the two cups of coffee, and only one cup was poured into the beef nai. He walked back to the living room with two cups of coffee and placed the cup with the added beef nai next to his laptop.

"Thank you." Andy raised his head with a bright smile and said to Monica who was leaning over. The face that was so close to you, the red chun of your person, the clearly visible ravines, and the charm everywhere.

Monica straightened up, and when she was about to drift away, Andy turned to him and sat down, crossed her legs gracefully, holding coffee as Andy handled the briefing.

"Will this subprime mortgage crisis really be serious?"

Andy stopped typing, picked up the coffee at hand, took a sip, and his eyes lit up. He was such a caring woman. Hearing Monica's question, he turned around and smiled: "It will be very serious. Some small European countries that regard finance as the pillar of the industry will even have a government bankruptcy crisis. The shrinking currency circulation brought about by the subprime mortgage crisis will cause the Italian economy that relies on selling luxury goods to encounter a cold winter. Companies such as sports cars and yachts may be on the verge of bankruptcy. Now the crisis is just beginning, and the real impact will appear in the future."

“Where is the film industry?”

"Haha, movies may benefit, but European movies have long since declined. You should focus on Hollywood in the future. The few European movies you have made in recent years are really not attractive except for watching you." Andy turned his head, put down his coffee, continued to read the briefing, and regardless of whether Monica would feel uncomfortable after listening to it.

"Haha, why, do you really want to possess me for a long time?" Monica naturally knew what Andy meant, and also knew why Andy did this. Her big black eyes narrowed slightly, her lips curled up slightly, and she showed a faint smile, and said with a faint tone.

"Isn't it possible?" Andy didn't even look back at Monica's expression. He just squinted his eyes and looked at the Marvel Studios briefing. He reached out and touched his chin. He asked with both hearts. It seemed that after he made a decision, he looked back at Monica and said: "European art movies are just for those people to entertain themselves. In addition to letting the actresses take off as gimmicks, only one movie made by Luc Besson can be sold. I know you don't care so much about Hollywood anymore, but Hollywood will still be the mainstream of world movies in the future. My two film companies, Tingfeng Entertainment and Marvel Studios, will have many shooting plans, and some characters will be kept for you. Iron Man this time is not good. Your figure is too full and too cold and not suitable for the role of Little Pepper. Otherwise, there is no need to be as troublesome as it is now. There is no decision to participate in it."

"Well, is what the report said true? Robert Downey Jr. personally came to recommend himself to accompany you to run? Isn't it rumored that Gwyneth Paltrow is going to play Little Pepper?" Monica agreed with Andy's reasons, but she still asked curiously when she remembered the news she heard in Hollywood before.
Chapter completed!