Chapter 322 News Corporation

"BOSS." At this moment, Lily came over dragging the wine tray, watching this scene with a smile.

"It's boring." Letting go of Yan Meiren who was covering her eyes with his hand, Li Zitao took the wine glass and touched her knee and said, "Hey, you're up, are you waiting for the injection?"

"Ah, oh!" Only then did Yan Meiren realize that she had regained her freedom, and hurriedly sat up and huddled in the corner at the other end of the sofa, keeping as far away from him as possible.

"Pfft." Lily couldn't help laughing.

"Really." Li Zitao couldn't laugh or cry, the plane is so big, if he really wanted to get you executed on the spot, would you still be able to fly?

"Here you are." Handing the wine glass to Yan Meiren, Lily sat on his lap naturally.

Li Zitao put his arms around her waist and pointed to the opposite bar, and said to Yan Meiren without looking, "Call home, don't let the old man worry."

Hearing that she could still make a call here, Yan Meiren put down her glass and rushed over in a hurry, but standing in front of the phone, she hesitated again.

How should I face my parents, will my father reprimand me, what should I do if he speaks harshly, will my mother be very sad?

Young people's impulses are always like this, lack of consideration.

Wait until something happens before you start to be afraid of what the consequences will be.

Will it be like this, will it be like that?

After hesitating, she grabbed the phone and prepared to report a letter to her family, "Even if you are scolded, at least let your mother know your whereabouts."

But after shaking the phone pole, a series of prompts and questions inside made her dizzy, and she didn't know how to dial it.

"This—" Yan Meiren, who turned around to ask for advice, was dumbfounded. Looking at Lily who was squatting in front of the sofa, the microphone fell to the ground with a soft wrist.

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The plane landed in Los Angeles, and Xiao Daiyu's family, who came down from above, looked around curiously, sometimes pointing here to cheer, sometimes pointing there and screaming.

The mother and younger brother were arranged in the workshop on the way, and got a full sleep on the way. This will be the time for energy.

Only Yan Meiren lowered her head and followed the whole process like an ostrich.

"Ava, my secretary, she will arrange your accommodation in the future. You can ask her if you don't understand anything."

The old and domineering Miss F, Ava, made Xiao Daiyu look at her from ear to ear.

Bai Nian'en, who was twelve or thirteen years old, lost all his previous excitement, imitating Yan Meiren's example, bowing his neck and bowing his head, like an ostrich.

He hugged his chest with both hands very indifferently, Li Zitao couldn't help swallowing his saliva due to the storm caused by the waves, thinking, 'I can't afford it, I can't afford it. '

"Boss, where do you want to arrange for the two ladies to live?" Ava asked proudly.

"I remember that there are many Chinese in San Marino. Is there a house there?" There are two big men in San Marino.

Railroad King and future Iron General, George Patton.

In the second half of the 19th century, it was the favored residence of the white rich, bankers, lawyers, doctors, etc.

By the early 1920s, many rich Chinese and elites moved there due to environmental and political reasons, adding to the Chinese atmosphere.

"Yes, as of this year, San Marino's Asian population has accounted for 40%, and most of them are Chinese." Ava showed that she knew it well.

"So clear?" Li Zitao looked at her unexpectedly.

"Boss, I live there." Ava said speechlessly, although after Teacher Li's teaching, she has realized that there is still a beautiful life waiting for her.

But occasionally I still can't help but wonder if he will care more about his own affairs.

Now it seems that she is thinking too much.

"Uh...that's very good, let's arrange them to live there." After finalizing the place to live, Li Zitao took a shower, put on clean clothes, and headed to Beverly without stopping.

In front of Gate 12 of Beverly Hills.

"Flowers." After receiving the flowers from the bodyguard, Li Zitao pressed the doorbell.

As soon as the door was opened, Jiabao rushed out, threw herself forward for a French kiss, and then said with a reddish face, "I knew it was you.

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"Your senses are always so accurate." Li Zitao walked towards the house with her arms around her, and Li Zitao thought to himself, "It's a good chance that there are no paparazzi, otherwise tomorrow will be lively." '

But he didn't notice that behind the tree at the corner above the hillside, there was a burst of obscene laughter accompanied by the sound of 'clicking' the shutter.

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Los Angeles Times headquarters.

Harry Chandley was sitting in the president's office in high spirits, and was discussing with his subordinates about the next step of News Corporation.

Since being acquired, the think tank has successively released three plans for "America Today", "Newsweek" and "North American Express".

"America Today" summarizes a wider region, breaks regional restrictions, and contains news covering the entire North America.

In future plans, they will also cover South America and Canada.

Shorten the detailed description of the text and add more colors and illustrations.

While this is harder and more expensive to do, it is particularly effective.

At present, it is only a trial release in Los Angeles, and the sales volume has reached 80,000 copies in two days.

This is a number that caused a sensation in the newspaper industry across the United States. Some people shouted, "Wolf is coming." '

"News Weekly" uses more novel titles to stimulate people's desire to buy, and the most concerned topics of this issue are printed on the huge cover.

According to the order of the think tank, this newspaper will become the number one sharp arrow to criticize Washington.

We should be more inclined to freedom, consider issues more from the perspective of the people, and call on people to pay more attention to politics.

Be a 'freedom fighter' in the face of political scandals and trashy policies. '

"North American Express" has only one requirement, the fastest, the fastest, the fastest.

Sprinkle a large number of reporters, let them spread all over every city, every corner that needs attention, looking for first-hand advice.

Then, transmit the materials back to the headquarters as quickly as possible, and the next step is printing, and the time is all that is gained.

Before other people's reports came out, our publications were already on the shelves, that's all.

"Now, we should integrate all the newspapers in Los Angeles, including those third-rate tabloids and pornographic periodicals,

Shameless as it may sound, they're not badly profitable. "

Harry Chandley was about to speak when there was a knock on the door, and the editor-in-chief of "North American Express" was standing outside the door with a strange face.

"Come in," said Harry Chandley.

"Boss, you should read this first." The editor-in-chief showed him the document in his hand.

"Oh, FK, this is really enviable." Seeing the message above, Harry hopped around in a circle and shook his fist vigorously into the air.

Li Zitao's deep pockets and large investment in acquisitions have turned the Los Angeles Times into a conglomerate, which is enough to make him jealous.

Now came the news that he and the "Goddess of Mystery," Garbo, were kissing in public in front of Beverly's estate, "this goddamn bastard world."

Harry Chandley said viciously in his heart, while the editor-in-chief looked at him excitedly and said, "Boss, do we want to publish it? The manuscript is ready."

"Is your fucking pig's head? Did your head get caught in a sandwich, or did it get run over by a tire this morning—"

Seeing Harry Chandley yelling at him, the editor-in-chief said angrily, "But we are a fair and free newspaper, and the public has the right to know the truth."

"Who found him?" Harry Chandley pointed at the editor-in-chief and looked at the executives.

"You." The deputy who knew Harry best pointed at him with a sly smile.

"My head must have been crushed by the iron." Harry waved his hand weakly, and said, "Destroy all the documents, I'm talking about all,

This never happened, the guy who took the photo got 500 bucks to get me the camera off the damn manor,

Of course, you can choose to walk away with this news, but I believe that what happened next will cost you your job, house, car and family. "

After speaking, Harry turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Want to bet?"

Gudong, "No, thank you BOSS."

Seeing that the editor-in-chief finally realized what stupid thing he was doing, Harry scratched his head in pain, and pointed at the doorway; "Did I really find this idiot?"