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Eight hundred and eighty-ninth chapter behind-the-scenes transactions

Bang!

"Good ball! Papa-"

Ivana, who was wearing a white windproof suit and a pair of crimson purple casual trousers, was keeping the position of swinging the ball. Not far away, Warren Buffett and Andy were standing together and talking about something.

Warren Buffett reached out and patted his palms, applauding Ivana. Ivana smiled at Andy and the other two with a sweet smile on her face.

"Andy, you are an enviable young man, Ivana is so charming..."

Andy rolled her eyes when she heard the old hooligan's sour words, "I envy you even more. You can make a woman devotedly. By the way, how can you do it..."

"Ivana, your football skills are awesome, they are much better than Andy."

Andy looked at the old bastard Warren Buffett, and threw himself away, celebrating with Ivana. He ignored his teasing at all, curled his lips, walked up and gave Ivana a hug. When he turned around, he still slapped her fat pig in her pants, causing Ivana to roll her eyes coquettishly.

Andy almost stayed in the New York Giants all morning, and angrily showed his presence, allowing the management and players, and the coaching staff to know that his boss really valued them, but he was too busy before and didn't care about the Giants.

After chatting with the head coach for a while, but fearing that he was afraid of showing his timidity, Andy spent most of the time watching him nodding and listening, and meeting with the big stars of several teams, especially the team's biggest big-name quarterback Eli Manning. After all, in the last two playoffs that had just ended, this guy performed like a god-assisted assistant. In addition to completing two touchdowns in each game, he got more than 100 points after the game.

This kind of legendary quarterback needs to be won over, not to mention that his brother is also an awesome legendary quarterback. These two brothers are indeed very well-known in the United States.

"Andy, do you have the confidence to win the game between the No. 20 Giants vs. Green Bay Packers? This is the last game in the playoffs."

Warren Buffett looked at Andy with a smile and asked. He had to admire this little guy's good luck and demeanor, who was able to be a hand-off manager so confidently, and his group of professional managers did so well.

A half-dead bottom team turned into a dark horse against the trend, knocking down many powerful opponents, rushing all the way, and just seeing the last game left to win the league championship and meeting in the Super Bowl. Looking at the smug smile on the little guy's face, Warren was a little worried.

"There is no doubt about this, Warren, don't refuse my invitation. That day I hope everyone will watch my team again after 18 years. Believe me, New York fans love this big party." Andy hit the ball with a swing, slowly closed the ball, and turned around to Warren Buffett and grinned his teeth and smiled vigorously.

Ivana looked at her man's smug smile with a sweet face. Warren was a little nauseated by the sweet dog food of the young man, and said, "I will go and buy Green Bay Packers to win..."

"Ha~ I doubt your investment vision. Don't be incompatible with the general trend, as it will lose money." Andy hugged Ivana's beehive waist, kissed her red chun, turned around and raised his eyebrows at the old gangster and said with a pun.

Recently, this old man is a little upset. The second impact of the subprime mortgage crisis has arrived. There are companies and people looking for money everywhere in the market. Warren Buffett, who just made a guarantee of 85 billion US dollars for the US government, has undoubtedly become a savior in the eyes of many people.

Over the past period of time, he has no idea how many people have rejected calls. His company is rich, but he is hiding in a dormant waiting for an opportunity to complete a bigger plan. How can he spend money at will?

"Recently, you haven't received few calls for help, right? For example, Citi."

"I'm not that stupid. I really think they are all those desert tycoons who have a lot of money and have no place to burn. Haha, I just invested 4 billion yuan, and then I burst into tears. At this time, smart people have no end to the end. They always have to let their preys dry up, right?"

Andy had a faint smile on his lips, but this smile was very familiar to Warren Buffett's eyes, because it was also the smile he often showed.

"The roller coaster at the moment surpasses anything I have seen before; we do not do everything that is extremely smart, nor are we completely stupid. We can only watch now..."

"Haha, like what I said to those people who called me to buy their company stocks, man, don't waste time with me."

Warren Buffett sighed at Ivana's graceful figure holding a club to play, "What a good girl."

Andy naturally knew the meaning of the old hooligan Warren's words. Ivana knew that her boyfriend and Warren would talk about something next, so she walked away obediently.

"In the current economic environment, the public is more inclined toward the experienced Mrs. Dun. Our good guy has not had a good time recently, and the approval rating has not improved much."

Andy leaned on the club with both hands, looked at Ivana swinging the ball in the distance, and turned to look at Warren, "He has criticized Wall Street a lot, and he has said a lot of promises to punish Wall Street..."

"Just campaign! If you want to sit in a white house, can you leave Wall Street?"

"Why tell me this?" Andy smiled lightly and looked at Warren Buffett with a sharp look.

"The United States is not ready to let a woman lead. We hope our black guy will win. The two have run out of campaign funds. Mrs. Zipperton still has 20 million yuan in funds, and our black guy is already stretched. We hope you can support him. Your influence can bring great help to him."

Andy sneered, "I am like a party child! Or do you hope that my Wall Street imprint is not that big..."

"Haha, no matter what the reason is, it doesn't matter. What matters is that he comes to the stage, what can you get, right? For this feast, you won't just want to make those money, right? You need friends to share the cake, don't you?"

Warren Buffett smiled lightly on his old face, looked at Andy's handsome young and handsome face and hinted.

"It depends on how big the cake is..." Andy narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly. After pondering for a moment, he continued, "I'll think about it."

In the car home, Andy grabbed Ivana's little hand and considered Buffett's proposal. To be honest, he could help O'Hainiu without any consideration. After all, he recently held two fundraising dinners to seek support. At this time, Andy stood up to help him. This kind of investment was definitely very cost-effective.

"What's wrong? Dear, what's going on to make you so embarrassed?" Ivana asked with concern after looking at her boyfriend who had been frowning and thoughtful after saying goodbye to Warren Buffett.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about how to maximize the interests or the presidential election. Some people hope that I will stand up and express my support for O'Hainiu. Now the zipper of the donkey party is evenly matched. Both are experts in fundraising, but they still can't stand their expenses and are already in a tight position. O'Hainiu's team even requires the reporters to pay for the air tickets themselves..."

As he said that, Andy shook his head and laughed. It is still uncertain who can enter the White House in 2008, but what has been confirmed is that it is expensive to strive to become the successor of Little Flying Shoes and will set the most expensive record ever. This year's total expenditure is generally estimated to be around one billion US dollars, and Fortune magazine recently estimated that the total expenditure will reach three billion US dollars.

Speaking of this, Ivana's eyes couldn't help but become brighter, "I donated money to Mrs. Zipperton, and I am her supporter."

"Wow, then I need to kill someone to silence..." Andy hugged Ivana in his arms with a sinister smile, and for a while.

"Hate, don't make trouble." Ivana smiled and Andy was playing, constantly slapping Andy's Lushan claws.

At this moment, Andy's cell phone rang in his pocket. After stopping, he took out his phone and looked at the telephone. He directly connected it.

“…”

Ivana looked at her boyfriend who had just simply responded to the person on the other end of the phone, and most of the time she listened.
Chapter completed!
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