Chapter 1443: Minefield

| | | -> -> "Harry, it's time to release some news." After receiving a call from Hughes, Li Zitao thought that the scandal and farce outside should be over.

If things go on like this, he will feel better when Mary comes back. Celia has not been very peaceful recently, and I heard that Farland lost his temper several times.

It's better to accept it as soon as it is good, and Stanley's investment is a foregone conclusion. Don't shoot yourself in the foot at the end.

The front page of the "Los Angeles Times" the next day, the new world pattern, the East-West Cold War and the peninsula crisis.

MacArthur's whereabouts on the peninsula, the attitude of the United States towards the peninsula, and the current situation on the peninsula and the crisis that will be triggered at any moment... a new round of war.

War, these two words hit the hearts of the public like a curse.

During World War II, almost everyone was close to or had the experience that every time a messenger stopped in front of someone's door, the whole community seemed to be suffocated.

In the battles of Brimstone and Okinawa, the U.S. military announced that the death toll was nearly 120,000, but the actual death toll was much higher than this number.

These two battles alone turned the sky over the entire United States into dark clouds.

In some families, not a single male is left, so the family is not like a family, and people are not like people, living like walking dead.

Therefore, when they saw the word 'war' on the news, the most sensitive and fearful nerve in their hearts was severely shaken.

In a blink of an eye, the direction of the wind began to change. Men in the streets and alleys left gossip newspapers and magazines and began to frequently discuss whether the United States would use foreign troops again.

Just when the grief of World War II has not yet passed, people are still immersed in the pain of the past and cannot heal themselves, and countless families have been destroyed...

Longing for peace!

American citizens in this period wanted only two things; jobs and peace.

Yes, they are eager to have a job that can satisfy their food and clothing. In their spare time, they go to pubs to drink, go to movies and dramas with their families, go to the beach with their children to play, take a leisurely walk on the street with their dogs, or just lie down at home with nothing to do. One day, listening to the boring topics on the radio, I occasionally smiled knowingly.

Even a symptom or speculation that no one wants war has caused widespread discussion and panic.

Two hours after the newspaper was published, the phone in Harry's office rang off the hook.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to keep two secretaries in the office to answer the phone, no matter who they were, there was only one answer; no one was there...

Leaning leisurely on the chair, Harry put his legs on the table, shaking back and forth comfortably, and the cigar in his mouth flickered even more.

"Hello, this is Harry Chandley's office... The boss is out, yes, yes... Please wait, sir."

Everything went smoothly, until a secretary covered the microphone with his hand with an ugly face, looked at Harry and said, "Mr. Dang Sid."

The Republican Party Whip, Harry had dinner with him a few times, and the two sides were on the same line, and it was easy to talk, especially when it came to women.

Whether to answer the call or not, Harry only thought for a second before reaching out for the receiver.

Accept, must accept, no matter who the other party represents or what they want to say, he cannot refuse.

And he can call here, not directly to Li Zitao,

It shows the attitude of the other party.

"Harry, the report of the Times today has caused a lot of trouble to the United States. Both the military and Washington are very dissatisfied with it. Do you understand what this means?"

Dang Side's tone was very unfriendly, and he completely lost the humor of talking and laughing when enjoying the lap dance in the club on weekdays.

"Mr. Party Whip, I thought the media's right to report was free?" Harry tested how tough the other party's attitude was.

"In this world, any freedom is relative. I want to talk to you personally." Dang Side restrained his anger and expressed his desire to meet him.

The phone is very unsafe, and the conversation between them cannot be known by any third person. It is better to talk face to face.

"I'm in Los Angeles." Harry said in surprise.

"Me too..." When Sid was also in Los Angeles, the other party obviously came prepared. No matter where he was before, Harry was sure that he was not here.

The meeting place was about a club they frequented. It was very quiet during the day and there were very few guests.

Telling everyone around to go down, Harry and Dangster sat in the quiet and closed private room, staring at each other.

"End the follow-up relevant reports, and make the necessary restoration of today's reports." Dang Side took the lead in making the request.

"You want the Times to admit that you are wrong?" Harry laughed out loud; "Are you joking?"

"No, this is not a joke..." Dang Side thought for a while and said, "Does Charlie know about this?"

"No." Harry turned his mind, but shook his head calmly on the surface.

"You should know that my boss does not interfere with the specific operations of the company. I am the president of the Los Angeles News Corporation." Harry said affirmatively.

"It couldn't be better." Dangster breathed a sigh of relief: "Harry, don't insist on going your own way. This will make you lose many friends and gain only enemies."

"Is it so serious?" Harry didn't seem to understand.

"The situation on the peninsula is very complicated. It is not appropriate to expand conflicts and attract public opinion or international attention. We are working hard to build the future of the United States, not our personal interests."

"But the public has a right to know the truth..." Harry insisted.

But soon he avoided Dang Side's gaze and said weakly: "Well, I can stop the follow-up reports, but an apology is impossible."

Sorry, this is not the same as smashing the signboard.

The reputation, credibility and public image of any newspaper cannot be established overnight.

People's trust in The Times is accumulated over the years, the performance of The Times and the efforts of several generations of the Chandley family.

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