Chapter 944 Dramatic Reversal

The weekend ended with George Jr. restless.

The next day, Hearst Group headquarters.

Little George showed up in the office early in the morning, but he could only walk around anxiously.

"Damn it, what the hell is he going to do?" Little George waved his hands angrily and growled.

He didn't sleep well for several days, making his eye sockets look sunken inward, and the sides of his eyeballs were bloodshot.

Just when his irritability was about to take over all his thoughts, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in." Little George said impatiently.

It was his secretary who walked in, "Mr. George Jr., Mr. Hurst is here. He will personally preside over today's shareholder meeting. Please come to the meeting room."

"Who? What did you say?" Little George suspected that he was hallucinating.

Mr Hurst?

In the Hearst Group, there is only one person who can be called that, and that is his grandfather, William Hearst.

"Mr. William Hurst," repeated the secretary.

No...

Little George's legs gave way, and he almost fell to the ground. After a while, he weakly waved his hand to signal the secretary to leave.

"Don't panic, George..." Little George stood up, adorning his already neat bow tie and muttering to himself.

"It doesn't matter, no one will know, just support grandfather in the meeting, we are family...yes, family."

Little George patted his face, let himself smile, took a deep breath and opened the door to the office.

At this time in the conference room, all the partners had expired, but to their surprise, there was an unfamiliar face.

No, it can't be called a stranger, because they are very familiar with this face.

Harry Chandley, heir to the founding family of the Los Angeles Times and now CEO of News Corp. Los Angeles, was a formidable foe for them.

But now, the other party is sitting in this conference room with a high-sounding appearance.

Even with William Hearst around, some people still questioned: "Mr. Hearst, why is he here?"

"Bandrew, don't worry, I'll tell you the answer." William sat at the top with a golden knife, holding a cane in both hands and pestering him, and said with a smile.

Soon, George Jr. was also present. When he saw Harry, he showed a surprised expression and turned his head to look around, as if asking 'Why? '

"Okay, everyone is here." William lifted his crutch lightly, letting it hit the ground with a 'clang' sound.

Little George also walked quickly to his seat, listening carefully to the speech that the supreme king was about to start.

"The reason why I am here today is because I want to announce a new decision." William said in a low, irresistible solemn tone.

"From this moment on, the shares of George and George Jr. will be withdrawn, and they will be sold to Mr. Harry Chandley at 5 times the market value,

At the same time, Hearst will start a new cooperation with LANC to create a better future together. "

quiet.

Because of William Hearst's speech, the entire conference room was like a lifeless no man's land.

"Grandfather..." Little George was the first to react.

Because he thought he knew the purpose of Harry Chandley's visit, but he didn't expect it to end like this.

"Shut up, or I'll let you get out of here." William raised his hands, and the crutches hit the ground heavily, making a 'bang' sound.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, but they also regained their ability to think.

"It is a great honor to cooperate with Mr. Hearst. Hearst is a great company. It has gone through countless storms and is still standing at the pinnacle of journalism."

"However, starting today, Hearst and LANC will work together to create a better tomorrow for us, that is to expose the truth to the public,

I think this is what every newspaperman should do. "

Harry Chandley's speech was short, but his smile was huge.

Until now he didn't know,

How his own boss, the amazing, lucky, mysterious Charlie, tamed the lion.

No one knew that Li Zitao dialed William Hearst's number on the second night after meeting little George.

The two talked on the phone for a long time, and the next day people from the think tank secretly went to the manor where William was temporarily staying and signed a cooperation agreement.

"George Jr. is a good choice, maybe it's smarter to agree to his cooperation."

"But I prefer to cooperate with kind people. A cunning fox may be able to take advantage of the lion's nap,

Kota will still fall under the claws of the lion in the end, Mr. Hurst, your life is enough to be said to be a legend, and I don't want to stain it. "

The conversation between the two was concise and clear, without any polite elements in it.

Li Zitao even threatened: "If you do not agree to cooperate, I will launch a full acquisition of the Hearst Group,

Believe me, no one can resist the temptation of money, and I am very rich. "

Yes, he is very rich, that is one thing that the whole world knows and is certain of.

Nobody doubted that, not even William Scott.

"What do you want?" William Hurst yielded.

"Shares, George and his son's share... and 11% in your hands." This is Li Zitao's request.

‘The shares held by George and his son are 12%, plus 11% in my hand, a total of 23%. '

William didn't think about it for long, and chose to agree to his request.

Because, he needs enough time for the Hearst Group to restore stability.

William believed that as long as he was there, with his son William Jr. and the 56 percent owned by his other children, Hearst would be fine.

The meeting ended in a fog of water.

No one knew what William Hearst was thinking, any more than anyone knew what Harry Chandley was going to do.

It's just that they all know that the wind direction of the Hearst Group is about to change.

The joining of LANC has advantages and disadvantages for other partners, and everyone has their own ideas in their hearts.

On the surface, they left the meeting room in a harmonious manner. Overall, the meeting went very happily.

Except for George and his son who lost their shares and all positions in the group.

George, who was implicated by his son, didn't know what happened until he left the group.

All he knew was that just now, he had lost his last property and dignity in the Hearst family.

From now on, he will become a good-for-nothing, the laughing stock of the upper class, a poor wretch that everyone can step on.

And all of this is thanks to the one in front of him who is of his own blood, called Little George, his own son.

"You'd better explain to me clearly what happened here..." George clenched his hands tremblingly, suppressing his anger and maintaining his final demeanor.