Chapter 928 Life, Start From Tearing One Thirteen

Shaun Hall, a former News of the World journalist who alleged the newspaper was hacked, has been found dead at his home, the BBC reported.

Hall once told the New York Times that the wiretapping was much more serious than the News of the World admitted during the initial police investigation.

Police said his body was found at a flat in north London on the morning of the 6th. A police spokesman said the cause of death was currently being treated as unexplained but not suspicious. Police are currently investigating the cause of death.

According to multiple media reports, Hall once worked for the "News of the World" and "The Sun", and was later fired for drinking and taking DU. He admitted to having a history of drug and alcohol abuse...

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Andy burst out laughing, "Nimma, the cause of death is treated as unexplainable, what the hell is PI explaining..."

Who can be fooled by such mystifying words? Anyone who has read the news understands that this is a murder!

But then again, the direction of public opinion will make this matter quickly submerged in the tide of time, the life and death of a small person, the British democratic legal system? Hehehe.

Even if Hall was murdered, it was because he knew too much and said too much.

So there are some things that you don't even need to know!

However, Murdoch, the old fox, undoubtedly handed the British a knife, an undecided knife, which can be taken out and dangled in front of him at any time. Isn't this old boy so confused?

Andy squinted his eyes slightly, rubbing his fingers back and forth on his chin, feeling the slightly prickly stubble, and thinking about it, Andy's eyes couldn't help but lighten up slightly, maybe this old fox was raped by someone, whatever. Well, anyway, it has nothing to do with me, as long as I get what I want.

AMC TV station has a vibrant and thriving atmosphere. After all, watching AMC transform from a cable channel to a real TV station, every employee is extremely happy.

Along the way, Andy was surrounded by greetings and congratulations. Now the whole AMC has no sense of strangeness and fear for this young big boss. After a while, AMC has become in his hands. It is a cable TV station that competes with HBO. As long as the content is up, maybe it can surpass HBO's status.

In the conference room.

"Here's a new idea I've come up with, Mrs. Beverly Hills,

Don't the public like to spy on the daily life of celebrities and stars? Well, then we will make it a reality show and let them watch enough!

Find a few famous ladies and ladies, bring them together, let them toss, rather than let them "show off their wealth", it is better to say they are acting in "daily life of the rich". And this kind of "showing off" is also a way of gaining respect in human instinct, which has never changed through the ages.

A group of noble ladies who know luxury get together, tsk tsk, let life start with tearing. . . "

"Pfft—"

"hehe..."

The AMC executives in the conference room seemed to have seen the show become a Shura field, and a few of them were directly amused by Andy's words.

"Hehe, boss, what a genius idea, we are still scratching our heads for the TV station's main reality show, I didn't expect you to come up with such a wonderful program, I think we can start preparations soon." Plepler smiled He said with emotion, no wonder it is said that any idea of ​​the big boss can be exchanged for real money, this kind of reality show is really interesting.

"Well, that's it. You find a few Jing ladies, and you don't even need us to participate. If you get them together, they will tear them up. By the way, have the 8 TV stations of News Corporation received it? Did you encounter any obstacles?"

"No, it went smoothly. As soon as the money arrived, our people received it smoothly. We are currently integrating resources and making some personnel adjustments. We will be able to complete the integration of the cable TV network within this year. AMC Cable TV will use a new Meet with the American audience." Plepler reported.

Andy nodded, and the pen that was spinning in his hand also stopped. After pondering for a while, he said, "How is the preparation of the news channel? Now we can form a team and report the whole process of the election."

"Personnel and equipment are already in place, but at present it can only be reported by various local stations at the same time."

Andy nodded slightly. He also knew that it would take time to build a TV network, so he shouldn't be too anxious. Plepler is a very capable CEO, and there is no problem in managing AMC well.

. . . . . .

In the afternoon, in the lounge of the luxury office on the 58th floor of the Newsweek Building, Andy sat lazily on the edge of the wound wearing pants, and behind him were two little white sheep that had been severely whipped all afternoon.

"What do you want to do again? Don't take a good rest..."

Andy turned around and smiled and teased Lulana, who was already lying on his back, her arms around his neck, and her figure was covered by her long hair that fell loose.

"Heck, Andy, I want to buy a supercar..."

Andy looked at Lulana, who had a nervous expression, and couldn't help laughing: "Buy it if you like it, you can make your own decision on this kind of thing, don't ask me."

"Mike asked me to ask your opinion..." Lulana explained after kissing Andy's face with a sweet smile.

"Huh? How's your driving skills?" Andy asked after a moment of stunned thought of something.

"My technique is okay..."

Seeing Lulana's guilty look, Andy tilted his head and blinked his eyes and kept looking at her. Just when Lulana couldn't hold on anymore and blushed, he heard a "pop!".

"You damn girl, what kind of supercar are you buying? Do you want to die? Boss, don't listen to her bragging, she just got her driver's license not long ago..." The little assistant slapped Lulana's PIGU hard, and began to taunt Destroy Lulana.

"Tori, you little bitch, you bully me again, Andy, she always bullies me... My driving skills are really okay. Really..."

Andy patted the white jade arm around his neck speechlessly, and after Lulana let go, she looked up hopefully at the tall, strong figure and handsome face standing in front of her.

Andy smiled and stretched out his hands to pinch her rosy cheeks and said: "Then there is no other way, I will buy it after a while, I don't want you to be in any danger, the control of a supercar is different from that of an ordinary car, it is easy It makes people's brains hot, and the speed will soar unconsciously, when Tori thinks you have passed the test, I will give you a limited edition, good boy."

Lulana's hopeful expression collapsed in an instant, she pouted and turned her head to stare at the proud Tory Black angrily.

"Little Bichi, if you dare, I won't let you pass...Bichi, how dare you bite me..."

Andy watched the two little white sheep wrestling into a ball on the wound, he couldn't help smacking his mouth a few times, picked up his shirt, put it on, and walked out of the lounge.

Walking to the desk, he took out a cigar from a wooden box on the desk, repaired it, lit it with a lighter, took a puff, and exhaled the smoke, and walked to the French windows overlooking Manhattan.

Today is the New Year's Eve of the Celestial Dynasty. From the trembling at the beginning, to the trance, and now the calm and indifferent, this miraculous experience has caused his mind to undergo an earth-shaking transformation.

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Andy held the cigar between his fingers, and after exhaling a puff of smoke, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He took out his mobile phone and called his elder sister, the elder sister of the Celestial Dynasty. It's New Year's Eve.

Listening to Sister Shi's sweet voice, happy greetings, and familiar language, the smile on Andy's face became brighter and brighter.

After a round of phone calls, Andy called all his familiar Tianchao friends. On the phone, Tiecong kept inviting Andy to go to Tianchao, telling him to show him the enthusiasm of Tianchao. As for hobbies, Andy is really in a bit of pain. The current tearing onion is not the later Disciplinary Committee. He is really not familiar with the entertainment industry, and Andy likes a sense of conquest, not an Internet celebrity. . .