As he listened, he wriggled in the driver's seat, following the rhythm.
"vomit…"
Coca-Cola spent a lot of money this time. The large advertising posters of Song Ya are also being replaced on the roadside in downtown New York. Amy Adams is also looking at the scenery outside the car window. Her face is shining with brilliance, and she smiles incredibly bright looking at the poster. The man with a smile couldn't help showing his mouth, and occasionally retched lightly.
"Is it morning sickness?" Shakira asked, who was sitting on the sidelines.
"Yeah." Amy nodded happily. "If it's a boy, I'm going to call him Velas, girl... it's Marguerite. How about it?"
"Wow... a beautiful name." Shakira was in a complicated mood. Although everything was over, she was still very sad and lonely when she heard the news. She smiled and praised her with a strong smile. She didn't want Amy to see that she was not in her heart. Forget about the scumbag.
The relationship between myself and Amy is also very complicated. They used to accompany each other... barely counted as friends? But as the girlfriend of the official announcement of APLUS, the friendship is also very complicated now.
"Amy, I read the news that Mr. APLUS went to Silicon Valley?" Shakira's agent Estefan in the passenger seat took the opportunity to ask.
"Yes, he is going to the meeting." Amy nodded.
"A very important meeting, right?" Estefan asked again.
"Should be? I never asked about his job." Amy replied.
"Oh! I heard he lost a lot of money recently..."
"Yes it is."
"Do you know how much you lost?"
"I don't know..." Amy is stupid and innocent on the surface, but it is not so easy to be fooled, and she really doesn't know.
"He should be in a low mood recently, right?"
"It's okay, you see him smiling like that...hehe." Amy pointed to the poster on the side of the road.
Estefan repeatedly knocked sideways to no avail, and had to shut his mouth before the car reached its destination.
"Hey, where did I put it? Really annoying, it seems that the memory of pregnant with a baby is really much worse..."
Arriving at the door of the familiar Tribeca penthouse, Amy muttered to herself and searched for the key in her bag, "Did you forget to bring it? Do you have Shakira?"
"No." In fact, there is still a bunch of keys in Shakira's bag. She stared at the keyhole for a while, and felt that the lock was the same as before, and the ex-boyfriend had not replaced it.
"Found it, ha!"
The new mistress Amy opened the door, "Please come in."
Entering the once-familiar house, many of the furnishings were arranged by myself. There are some personal belongings of Amy in the living room, as if to announce to myself that the house has changed ownership.
Shakira suppressed the surging thoughts, "OK, what Amy are you looking for? Mr. Estefan has booked a recording studio for me, and the time is almost up."
"He said he forgot to keep the few oil paintings he replaced. Really, he has a bad memory like me... hehe."
Amy smiled and said, "He said you helped collect it, so I asked you."
It's also a bitch, "Is it expensive?"
"Maybe…"
"Come with me." Shakira led the way, rolled her eyes while turning her back to the opponent, walked to the door of the master bedroom in a familiar way, stood still with her chest, and continued to wait for Amy to open the door.
The bedroom was very clean and spotless. Shakira walked to the big bed and knelt down a few steps, then reached out and pulled out a big cookie box from the bottom of the bed. The ex-boyfriend used to hide some cash in it, some AJ shoe boxes, and put them in. For sundries, a large suitcase that I had carefully packed.
"It should be here." She dragged the suitcase out, and the code of the combination lock should not have been changed, and she quickly dialed it in place.
"Let me see... yes, these oil paintings. Wow!" Amy opened the box, and some exquisite classical style portraits drawn by Chinese painters were revealed. "I have seen them before and I like them very much. I plan to take them back to my Chicago home. Swing...hehe"
Bitch! "What else to look for?" Shakira asked impatiently.
"It should be... no more." Amy's big innocent eyes flashed with memories.
"Then I'm going to record, goodbye." Shakira immediately left.
"Don't you sit down for a while?" Amy squeezed her throat, pretending to stay.
"No!"
Shakira strode Meteor, "Puta!" went out and cursed again in Spanish...
"It’s not before. Everyone used to be idealistic. Now...Engineers, including industry leaders and tech immigrants, have their own concerns and fetters. They just got their mortgage, and they want to live a more stable life after a child is born. I don’t want to leave my job before getting the option. I don’t want to risk losing my job and lose the qualification to stay rice...In short, the turnover of personnel is much lower than before, and it is not so easy for us to find the people we like."
Silicon Valley, the large conference room at the headquarters of the SUN company. The meeting hasn't started yet. Song Ya is still the one who is not allowed to enter, sitting alone listening to other industry executives chatting and complaining.
"My website wanted some webpages to appear on the first page of YAHOO search results last time, but they told me that it would take up to two months to log in and submit this file and which file... The most disgusting thing is Mingyi It’s a very simple matter. I need to communicate with several of their departments, emails are sent back and forth, and the phone call is transferred to an outsourced customer service with an Asan accent, saying that I have been answering all questions for a long time..."
"Commander Al Gore is in trouble recently. Before his sentence,'I led the creation of the Internet', he was criticized by the Elephant Party. In the last year of his term, King George used funds and bills to support the development of the Internet, but the name was not there. Information Express Company’s spread is so wide. Gore had to apologize for it, and now it’s hitting the Internet sector plummeting..."
"The Elephant Party candidate, George, doesn’t care about us at all, but this is not necessarily a bad thing. No one cares about it. The Elephant Party has always favored small governments, low tax rates, and loose supervision... and George Young has just expressed his support for increasing H1- The issuance of B visas, allowing more high-tech products to be exported, and extending the tax-free treatment of the Internet industry... these policies are very real."
He could feel that some people watched his gaze secretly, but didn't see it.
At this time, the host SUN Chairman and CEO McNealy, AOL Time Warner CEO Steve Case, Jim Clark and Mark Anderson walked in while chatting.
At the same time, Shakira was once again visually polluted by Songya's Coca-Cola advertising posters on the road, and finally arrived at Sony Columbia Records headquarters.
"Ok?"
Unfortunately, DIVA met DIVA, ex-girlfriend met ex-wife, and a large group of men and women followed Mariah Carey, who was like a queen, and met a group of people here in the corridor.
"Hmph..." Mariah Carey also saw herself, and she hummed her eyes upwards, and passed by at the ceiling domineeringly.
"Mimi, will APLUS go bankrupt? Do I know you still meet him often? He likes Little Rega so much." Singer and best friend Brenda asked after Mariah Carey's ass, "You find a chance to help me ask. Ask him about his stock investments..."
"Shut up! I don't bother to care about that scumbag!" Mariah Carey exclaimed impatiently, "He's the best bankrupt!"
Scum...
Shakira has some snacks and sorrows.
"When you release the English edition next year, you will definitely be able to surpass her in the record company. She has not been arrogant for much time. The fans have abandoned her and her voice is also a problem."