Back at the Four Seasons Hotel, Andy looked at Carl, who was slumped on the sofa, yawning and changing TV channels, speechless. He said unhappily, "You fat bastard, have you been having too much fun these days?"
"I'm back. Tsk, you're just jealous. I told you to go but you didn't. There are so many hot girls in the nightclub. You don't know how popular I am." Carl fought back against Andy's jealousy with great disdain, boasting about his own charm.
"You think too much. They love your money, not you!" Andy looked at Carl's fat body with contempt.
"You are just jealous! Oh, my God, you narrow-minded Andy." Carl's exaggerated expression made Andy hate him so much.
"Bang"
Carl nimbly dodged the bottle of mineral water Andy threw at him, turned around and wiggled his fat butt proudly, "La la, I didn't hit you, petty Andy..."
"Childish!" Andy complained a little depressedly. He was indeed a little jealous that the fat guy could go to nightclubs to pick up girls at will, while he could only stay in the hotel to work and sleep. He didn't want to be in the newspapers because of gossip or scandal again.
"Okay, stop joking. I've already contacted the San Diego City Government. They will go on a field trip with us the day after tomorrow. There's basically no problem with this deal." Carl put away his playful mood and reported the serious business to Andy.
"Haha, that's good news. Didn't we run into trouble when we first started talking?" Andy took a few sips of mineral water and thought of the house in the movie. He couldn't help but feel happy.
"Haha, who says it isn't? When we first contacted the city government, they said that Black Beach is a world-famous nudist beach mainly because it is surrounded by tall cliffs, and there are only four paths leading to the beach. It is also a place where surfing enthusiasts like to go. Although there are not many residents nearby the area you are interested in, it is also one of the four paths. This is also what they are concerned about." Carl laughed.
"No matter what, you finally decided to sell it to me, right?" Andy shrugged indifferently.
"Of course, who would want to go against the US dollar? Besides, it's already quite good to sell a cliff with no development value for money." Carl also couldn't understand Andy's idea of buying that land.
"Haha, you'll know when the time comes. That's not a piece of land with no development value." Andy smiled mysteriously.
San Diego is the second largest city in California. It is located on the shores of San Diego Bay in the southern tip of the state. The urban area covers an area of 829 square kilometers and has a population of more than 1.37 million. It is surrounded by hills on the east, north and south. It has warm winters, cool summers, plenty of sunshine and little rainfall, making it very suitable for living.
After leaving Lindbergh International Airport, Andy and his party drove to Black Beach under the guidance of staff from the San Diego City Government. Looking at the beautiful scenery and lush trees along the way, Andy was in a very happy mood.
Arriving at the cliff, Andy walked to the edge and watched the strange, jagged rocks below being hit by the waves again and again, splashing up waves. He looked at the vast sea and felt the cool, fishy sea breeze. "Facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming, it's so beautiful."
Carl stood behind Andy, curling his lips and muttering softly, "It's just a bare hilltop. I don't know what you like about it!"
Andy's good mood was not affected. He just glared at him. The surroundings were indeed bare, with no vegetation, and it looked very desolate.
The staff of the San Diego City Government were also very puzzled as to why Andy was attracted to this desolate cliff. Perhaps this young rich man had some quirks and just liked this desolate feeling. Who cares? As long as the customer is satisfied and it can bring a good income to the city's finances, it's fine.
With the staff's introduction, Andy had a general understanding of the land he could buy, including the entire cliff platform and a beach under the cliff on the left.
That beach was also separated from Black Beach by another earthen slope. Andy was very satisfied. After whispering with Nelson and Carl for a while, he decided to buy it.
As for the price, Andy was also very satisfied. Six million US dollars. Even though this place was a bit desolate, it was big enough for him to build his own house according to his own wishes.
Back in the city, Andy was somewhat surprised to see Jerry Sanders, the newly elected mayor of San Diego, in front of the city hall building.
As a newly minted billionaire, still so young, and most importantly, the hottest news figure recently, how could a politician like Jerry Sanders miss the opportunity to meet Andy? If he could gain the favor and support of a young billionaire, it would definitely be of great benefit to his political future.
Feeling Jerry Sanders' enthusiasm, Andy seemed to understand something, because the smile on Jerry Sanders' face reminded him of the smile of the politician Andy's grandfather wore when he met with supporters, which was gentle, enthusiastic and professional.
Although Andy understood that the other party was a professional politician, he still maintained enough respect for him and the enthusiasm to make friends with him. He was not that arrogant and naughty kid anymore. It was very necessary to have good relations with politicians, not to mention that he was about to become a resident under his rule.
After the two parties signed the purchase contract in a friendly atmosphere, at the invitation of Jerry Sanders, the group had a sumptuous and enjoyable lunch. After exchanging numbers, Andy and Jerry Sanders said goodbye reluctantly, feeling that they had met too late.
On the way back to the hotel, Karl looked at Andy, who was pretending to sleep, with a very strange expression on his face. He looked like he was about to say something, but he hesitated. It seemed that he could not hold it back any longer. "You really surprised me today."
"Haha, what's wrong? Do you feel it's fake?" Andy didn't open his eyes, but just raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled lightly.
"It was so fake. For a moment, I thought I saw a ghost!" Carl still looked incredulous.
"What's the big deal? He's just a politician. Have you forgotten what kind of person my grandfather was? I used to be disgusted by people like him, but after all, people have to grow up and face all kinds of people. Being too obvious about likes and dislikes will only make people disgusted and repulsed. I don't want to be a disgusting person."
Karl opened his mouth slightly, with a look of astonishment, and after a long time he managed to utter a word, "You have really grown up. But your hypocritical look today is really speechless."
Andy curled his lips and said unhappily, "What's with that expression? I just copied my grandfather's way of getting along with people, and it worked out pretty well. Don't we have a new friend? But you, on the other hand, acted a little out of character today. Aren't you the best at dealing with strangers?"
"Ahem, mainly because I scared you. Haha, let's not talk about this anymore. Now that the land has been bought, how are you going to develop it next?" Carl coughed twice awkwardly, laughed dryly, and changed the subject.
"It's not the right time yet, but the preliminary work can be prepared. After returning to the hotel, I will show you the design draft I drew. You can find me an architectural designer to improve and design it." Andy thought of the villa in his mind, opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
"You have a design draft? In that case, if the designer you are looking for is very famous, he will not take this job!" Carl touched his bald head and said after a little thought.
"Hmm? That's right, designers all have their own ideas and concepts. But it doesn't matter, let's try contacting him first. I just drew a general idea and it won't affect his creative performance." Andy thought that the designer seemed to be very famous, but it didn't matter, let's try contacting him first. If it doesn't work, the worst that can happen is that he draws the appearance in a more detailed way and let other designers improve it.
"You're the boss, you have the final say." Carl glanced at his watch and continued, "Are you planning on going back to Los Angeles with me next?"
"No, I'm flying directly to New York. I haven't been home for a long time, so it's a good time to hide for a while." Andy adjusted himself to a comfortable position and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
"Are you kidding? Going back to New York? Then will you be on The Ellen Show? I've already accepted the invitation from the show." Carl shouted.
"FUCK! You're moving too fast!" Andy cursed speechlessly.
"How can you not be quick? You have to become famous as soon as possible. If you don't solidify your fame now, it will be a waste of resources to promote it after this craze is over. Do you know how many people want to be famous every day? Countless! This opportunity is simply a godsend. I will never let it go. You must listen to me. I am..."
Watching Karl babble with foam flying all over his mouth, Andy felt a headache, as if he had lost all his strength. "Okay, stop babble and listen to you."
Looking at Carl, who was like a rooster with its neck strangled, holding back his words, Andy was not as indifferent to fame and fortune as he appeared. In fact, he was still very yearning for it. After all, something that he could not even dream of in his previous life had now become a reality. It would be a lie to say that he was not excited.