"It...it..."
Song Ya smiled and waited until the audience's mood cooled slightly, and gestured to take something out of the jeans pocket, but felt empty, "Sorry." Then pretending to be embarrassed, he touched the other pocket and the two back pockets, "Uh...I seemed to put it in. Forgot where..."
Forgot to bring in kind at the new product launch? The audience burst into laughter again.
"Adriana, please!" Song Ya suddenly yelled out of breath.
Supermodel Adriana Lima, with **** headphones with beats around her neck, came out on stage, her tight-fitting t-shirt stretched her chest, and the supermodel’s long, straight legs under the super short hot pants. The atmosphere at the scene reached a climax again.
Adriana took out the black beats Walkman from her small chest pocket. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com held the display in one hand and akimbo, constantly changing poses.
The spotlight went to her. Song Ya stood aside and watched with a smile in the shadows. When she put the earphones on her head, the director immediately played her famous song: The Cup of Life on the live speaker.
Of course the English version is used in the United States.
herewego! ale, ale, ale!
go, go, go! ale, ale, ale!
He and Adriana twisted in a tacit understanding with the music, and the audience also got up one after another.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 1453: End of 2002
"I…"
In Washington in December, Wes, the most prestigious congressman among male elephant politicians, looked at his fiancée with a begging gaze.
"I can't stand you!"
Cassidy rolled her eyes at him, and reluctantly agreed, "Go."
"Thank you dear!"
After giving his fiancée a big hug, Wei Si Ruo received a big hug and happily winked at the male partner in the distance. The two secretly pretending not to know each other deeply understood, avoiding people's eyes, and sneaking into a door with his back and forth feet.
Cassidy waited on the spot for a while, and soon stepped into the next room.
"I miss you so much."
She plunged into Song Ya's arms waiting inside, lowered her voice and panted while saying what she missed, hugging each other's neck and kissing, pulling on each other's tie and shirt, seeking each other, and self-explanatory. Every opportunity to get along is precious, and time is not allowed. Wasted, the two entangled and rolled onto the bed.
"There is a rumor within us that the George dynasty intends to attack seven countries around Israel within five years, and after Afghanistan is Iraq..."
Both are twenty-seven or eight years old. Both parties are not young anymore. They can face the needs of their bodies calmly. After the first wave of lovesickness is released fiercely, Cassidy covers her chest with a quilt and lay down half-lying and took the time to talk about business. .
"Oh?"
Iraq will surely fight, and Afghanistan cannot solve the ultimate needs of the PNAC's Jewish theorists: Israel's security issues. Besides, there is no oil in Afghanistan. The Georgian dynasty has begun to build momentum at home and abroad to win support for the US's attack on Iraq.
According to the triumphant revelations of George Jr. himself last month, in addition to costly air strikes, only 110 CIA agents and 316 special forces personnel were used to conquer Afghanistan, plus spending on buying the local area. The entire ground military operation spent only 70 million knives on the money from the tribal armed and warlords.
Seventy million knives overthrew a country thousands of miles away. The Georgian dynasty fought extremely beautifully and was too easy to satisfy their appetite.
Song Ya secretly took Kasidi's words in his heart, and put his arm around her, "Are you busy lately?"
"Fortunately, now everyone's attention has turned from September 11 and the overseas wars back to domestic affairs, mainly the trial work of those cases in the financial circle. What about you?"
Cassidy asked back: "I can often see you in the financial news."
"That didn't cost me much energy."
Song Ya answered truthfully. Whether it's showing up to bring goods, running a new special announcement, or accompanying the forest, in fact, it does not involve Song Yatai's much energy. This year so many multinational giants have planted, even if Vivendi Global quake again, he did not mix any of them. Feet, "mainly for the tax season next year to be busy."
The Georgian dynasty’s tax cuts for wealthy people and companies are very strong, and the supervision is also loose. There is also a new motion to exempt dividends from taxes. The Senate will pass the tax season about next year. Even Sloan has received a lot of tax rebates this year. The province is not worth it. Hollywood stars such as Nicholas Cage have all tried their best to avoid taxes. Song Ya naturally cannot be left behind.
The company registered overseas, the patent is transferred to the outlying island company, the profits are embezzled, the foundation and charity organizations are set up, and the various reasonable tax avoidance methods of individuals are all used, just because their stalls are too spread out. It’s big, and you have to be careful not to lose control, so turn around slowly and harder...
The two exchanged more miscellaneous information. Song Ya raised Catsidi's chin and looked at her affectionately, "You are still so beautiful, cold-blooded Barbie."
"puff!"
Cassidy laughed when he heard his ridicule, and took the initiative to put her lips together, kissed, and her blond hair gradually disappeared under the quilt.
"APLUS, Pastor Jackson, did you gain anything from this trip to Capitol Hill?"
The reason for this meeting was an event organized by the Ministry of Justice. Song Ya came with the famous black activist Jesse Jackson, as well as Spielberg and others. The FBI this year uncovered a hatred of minorities such as blacks and Jews. White supremacy organization, the organization plans to use fertilizer bombs to carry out terrorist attacks on them.
Ironically, the two main suspects of this white supremacy organization are themselves black.
"Yes, we relayed our opinions and concerns..."
Song Ya and Jesse Jackson were blocked by reporters when they reunited and left. Jesse Jackson is still doing his job. He first criticized white supremacy, and then changed the conversation: "I also noticed Freddie and Fannie. The U.S. and various auto manufacturers’ sales platforms discriminate against Afro-Americans. I have a data..."
He took out paper to show evidence, "The probability of an African-American loan request being approved is only one third of that of a white person. This is ridiculous! We must make a change immediately!"
The real estate industry is booming now. Due to the income and credit history of black groups, it is very difficult for them to buy a car and buy a house. Jesse Jackson has been tossing two houses for many years, and his own foundation was able to get from the two houses a long time ago. He got the donation, but it didn't prevent him from continuing to put pressure on him. Anyway, it was just stalking his neck and making trouble, and the two rooms had nothing to do with him.
"I also agree with Pastor Jackson that we must persistently declare war on systemic discrimination..."
Song Ya naturally agreed.
But this year's Jesse Jackson's political stance is at odds with him on many things, such as the issue of tax cuts for the rich, such as the issue of fighting Iraq.
Political reporters in Washington were clear-cut and aggressive, and soon asked deliberately: "APLUS, Pastor Jackson, what do you think of the current government's tax reduction plan?"
"This is even more outrageous!"
Jesse Jackson’s criticism was even more violent: “We give tax cuts to the richest 10% of the rich and large companies, but still ignore the survival of the poor, refuse to expand the coverage of medical insurance, and refuse to extend unemployment insurance..."