The subordinates stopped picking up the stubborn, holding the chopsticks and clasping their hands together, "Then I will start." After reading the incision, they snorted and sucked the noodles.
‘Oh oh oh oh oh...hiccup! ’
Accompanied by the music of the Cup of Life, the class leader was sweating profusely, until a small amount of noodles and soup were left, he burped sweetly, and poured all of it into the rice to mix and continue to eat.
"Our Japanese rice is delicious."
"Ok!"
"Hey, I am so happy to be a Japanese!"
"Yeah yeah!"
At the same time, in Springfield City, Peter Flock and Alicia are holding an official dinner for the Silla Chief and the business delegation of both parties.
"I heard that the leader of this trip to the United States has gained a lot."
Peter smiled and said, "You can also communicate more with businesses in this state."
The Shilla people took a total of more than 10 billion dollars in various investments during this trip to the United States. Of course, the price they paid was very miserable. When their physical assets were almost at their lowest point, they were reaped by the US financial industry. Bo, it's a pity that multinational companies in Illinois have not gained much, and Peter is very enthusiastic.
"Of course, of course, Mr. Governor."
The leader of Silla raised his glass, "Wait." He suddenly stopped in mid-air, "This is..." He listened to the background music played at the dinner party, "Is it the song of as?"
"Uh..." Peter didn't react for a moment.
"Yes, thelove, a song he composed in his early years." Alicia replied on behalf of her husband.
"It was the Los Angeles riots in 1992..." The attendant next to the commander whispered to add the background of the song, "as also protected the Silla community in Chicago at that time."
"A very good young man." The leader of Shilla praised.
"Yes, yeah." Alicia nodded.
"Governor Flock, Mrs. Governor, would it be convenient for Mr. As to come here for a talk?" The Chief Shilla asked, "I really want to see him."
"Sorry, others are in France, the World Cup opening ceremony..." Alicia replied.
"Oh yes yes, I forgot the World Cup." The leader of Silla toasted again, "I wish the United States and the Silla national team achieve good results in this World Cup!"
The Shilla delegation responded enthusiastically.
The Americans at the scene looked at each other, "What World Cup? Baseball? Football? Oh." After asking each other in a low voice, they raised their glasses one after another.
"Uh, can you take time to take us to visit the companies under the as group tomorrow?" The Shilla chief asked again.
"No problem, his TV station and record company are located in the northern suburbs of Chicago, not far away."
It's not over yet? Keeping talking, Peter took a sip of his wine some inexplicably, and then ordered his men, "Letman media ceo Sloan get ready for reception tomorrow..."
"I'll come on, I'll call her." Alicia actively took out Lengshan from her bag, and occasionally stared at the TV screen. The United States is very cold about the World Cup. Only professional sports stations such as esn will follow it. In related news,'as visited the U.S. delegation, the two sides held a small donation ceremony to receive funds and equipment...'
In the picture, the members of the US national team were embracing Song Yaheng with all hands and feet, all laughing brightly.
The big thick gold chain worn by Song Ya hangs from her neck, and it is dazzling with gold.
"I heard people talking about you on the set today." Milla sneered lazily on the sofa. "They said you were using the Cold Mountain project to bluff, but in fact, it's dangerous for a+ studios to even get that project. Even if you get it, Yeremov will never let you be a producer at all, because all projects related to you have failed, and you are not included in Xiao Lizi’s girl next door project."
"Wait, those talkative guys will come back and beg me." Xue Linfen countered, "Aren't you testing me? Mira, you don't have a chance in this play. Southern whites will not accept being in the cold mountain." A hairy heroine appeared."
"I'm not rare."
"Haha..." Xue Linfen closed the book, "Your expression just now reminds me of the little girl who liked to make trouble on the set."
"That's just because I was so angry that I was tricked into acting in a **** film. Don't you think you are angry? The hostess..."
Mila's rank is also very high. "Why don't you stay away for two years later?"
The two women's eyes met, because the competitive psychology generated by the grievances of the moon-stealing studio in the past led to a little reluctance. Especially in front of the common man, "The shadow is closed because I know how to protect myself, so I live more comfortably later." Fern said.
"Really? But I wish you can become a producer of Lengshan."
Mi stretched her hand to take a cigarette, and Xue Linfen also compared her index finger to her **** and asked for each.
‘Hayellenaradear...’
In the Harvard University dormitory, while listening to the Cup of Life, Rashida Jones desperately searched for information about Song Ya’s current situation on the yahoo website. Because the World Cup Organizing Committee had strict secrecy measures for the opening ceremony, most gossip and sports media explained Those who came out were Song Ya and Shakira dressed in casual clothes, together in and out of the stadium and hotel to take pictures.
The text news is a mess of various chaotic gossips. Many media vowed to say that the next wife of As is Shakira, another singer of Latin descent.
"Latin-style imitation makeup..." Rashida picked up the makeup book again, concentrated on the mirror and picked up the makeup, then logged on to the Amerika music website, tearfully uploading the collected couple photos to her gossip post Here, keep the persona of as ashes of fans.
However, the as74 account that summoned herself suddenly disappeared during this time, and she was in a better mood.
"Cassidy McGee? Miss McGee, it's you."
Cassidy is now busy entering the job interview of New American Century NAC. When she heard the call, she immediately took off the Walkman headset that played Songya's beautifulgirls. Only she knew that it was the song that the other party wrote to her, sweet secrets and memories. Mr. Bolton."
The interviewer turned out to be former Assistant Secretary of State Bolton, and of course there were two others. She nervously submitted her resume to each other.
"Sit down, Miss McGee, if our investigation is correct, have you ever publicly supported the principal culprit of the Oklahoma bombing?"
Bolton is a fifty-year-old white man, and his first interview question was very sharp.
"Just call me Cassidy. That was a mistake made when I was young. I was politically immature at the time, and I could even be said to be very naive." Cassidy replied, "I have recognized the mistake and changed it."
"You are a classmate of as, have you dated, right?"
"No."
"Don't lie to us, it's useless."
"Anyway, I resolutely stood on the opposite side of him. I also organized protests against him and smashed eggs." Cassidy evasive.
"Haha." There was a picture of Song Ya's embarrassment on her hair and face attached to her resume. Bolton smiled, "Don't be nervous, little question. The position we offer is just a clerk who can type in tea. Can you accept it? Have you worked as an assistant to the mayor before?"
"Yes, Alaska, it's too cold over there, and it's too far from here, Washington..."
"What do you think of the mining and energy industry in Alaska?"
"I support ~www.mtlnovel.com~ firmly support."
"It's not environmentally friendly."
"Environmental protection? That is just a century-old lie made by the Donkey Party, a fake issue! Americans need to work and earn money to support their families!"
"Your father was once considered to be a member of the'Storm Team' of the local Chicago police force, a racist, and you also joined a right-wing group."