Chapter 322: News Corporation

"BOSS." Just then, Lily dragged the wine tray and looked at the scene with a smile.
"It's boring." When Yan Meiren let go of his hand, Li Zitao took the glass and touched her knee. "Hey, get up, are you waiting for an injection?"
"Ah, oh!" Yan Meiren realized that he had recovered his freedom, and hurriedly sat up and shrank in the corner of the other end of the sofa. The farther away from him, the better.
"Poof." Lily couldn't help laughing.
"Really." Li Zitao couldn't help crying. The plane was so big. If you really want to put you in place, can you still fly?
"To you." Handing the wine glass to Yan Meiren, Lily sat naturally on his lap.
Li Zitao cuddled her waist and pointed to the bar opposite, said Yan Meiren without looking at it: "Call home, don't worry the elderly."
Hearing that he could still make a call here, Yan Meiren put down his glass and hurriedly threw it over, but she stood in front of the telephone and hesitated again.
How should he face his parents, will his father reprimand himself, and what will he do if he speaks harshly, will his mother be sad?
The impulse of young people is always like this, lack of consideration.
When you start to wait for something to happen, you will be afraid of what the consequences will be.
Will it be like this, will it be like that?
While hesitating, she still picked up the phone and prepared to report a letter to her family. "Even if you are scolded, at least let your mother know where she is."
After shaking the telephone pole, a series of prompts inside asked questions, so that she was listening to the fog, and she did not know how to dial.
"This--" Yan Meiren, who turned back to ask for advice, was stunned, looking at Lily squatting in front of the sofa, and a soft microphone in his wrist fell into the ground.
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The plane landed in Los Angeles, and the Xiaodaiyu family who followed from above looked around curiously, cheering for a while and screaming for a while.
Momma and the younger brother were arranged in the workplace on the road, and a full sleep on the road, this will be the time for spirit.
Only Yan Meiren bowed his head and followed the ostrich the whole time.
"Ava, my secretary, your accommodation will be arranged by her next time. You can ask her if you don't understand anything."
The old and domineering F sister Ava made Xiao Daiyu's eyes shut.
Bai Nianen, who was twelve or three years old, had no previous excitement. She shrank her neck and bowed her head when she was Yan Meiren. She became an ostrich.
It's very indifferent to hug his chest with both hands. The waves and waves caused by the waves made Li Zitao couldn't help swallowing the saliva. ’
"BOSS, where are the two ladies living?" Ava asked complacently.
"I remember there are many Chinese in San Marino. Is there a house there?" San Marino has two big names.
The railroad king and the future iron general, George Patton.
In the second half of the 19th century, it was the favored residence of white rich people, bankers, lawyers, doctors and so on.
By the early 1920s, many Chinese wealthy and elite people moved there for environmental and political reasons to increase 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 a familiar attitude.
"So clear?" Li Zitao looked at her unexpectedly.
"BOSS, I live there." Ava said silently, although after the teaching of Teacher Li, she already realized that there is still a good life waiting for herself.
But occasionally, he couldn't help but think about whether he would care more about his affairs.
Now it seems that she thought too much.
"Uh... that's good, arrange for them to live there." After finalizing the accommodation, Li Zitao took a bath, put on clean clothes, and went to Beverly non-stop.
In front of Beverly Gate 12.
"Flowers." Li Zitao pressed the doorbell after receiving the flowers from the bodyguard.
As soon as the door opened, Garbo rushed out and slammed into a French kiss, and then said with a red face; "I knew it was you."
"You always feel so accurate." Embracing her and walking towards the house, Li Zitao said, ‘It’s so dangerous that there is no paparazzi, or it’s time for fun tomorrow. ’
But he didn't notice that behind the corner tree above the hillside, there was a whimper of laughter accompanied by the sound of ‘Kaka’ shutter.
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Los Angeles Times headquarters.
Harry Chandler sat in the president's office with enthusiasm, and was discussing the next steps of News Corporation with his men.
Since its acquisition, think tanks have successively thrown out three plans for "Today's America", "Newsweek" and "North American Express".
"America Today" is a summary of a wider area, breaking regional restrictions, and contains news covering the entire North America.
In future plans, they will also cover South America and Canada.
Shorten the detailed narrative of the text and add more colors and illustrations.
Although it is not easy to do this, and the cost is higher, but its effect is particularly remarkable.
At present, it is only a trial release in Los Angeles, and sales reached 80,000 copies in two days.
This is a number that has caused a sensation in the newspaper industry in the United States. ’
"News Weekly" is to use more novel headings to stimulate people's desire to buy, and the huge cover is printed with the most concerned topics in this issue.
According to the instructions of the think tank, this newspaper will become the number one arrow to accuse Washington.
To be more inclined to freedom, more to consider issues from the perspective of the people, and call on people to pay more attention to politics.
In the face of political scandals and garbage policies, be a brave fighter. ’
"North America News" has only one requirement, the fastest, fastest, and fastest.
Sprinkle a large number of reporters, so that they can be found in every city, every corner that needs attention, and seek first-hand consultation.
Then transfer the information back to the headquarters at the fastest speed, the next step is printing, and the time is fighting for it.
When other people's reports have not yet come out, our publications are already on the shelf, that's it.
"Now, we should integrate all Los Angeles newspapers, including those third-rate tabloids and yellow journals,
Although it sounds shameless, their profitability is not bad. "
Harry Chandler was about to speak, the door knocked, and the editor in chief of North American Express stood weirdly.
"Come in." Harry Chandler said.
"Boss, you should take a look at this first." The editor-in-chief showed him the documents in his hands ~EbookFREE.me~ Oh, FK, this is really jealous. "Seeing the above message, Harry jumped around in a circle and waved his fist hard into the air."
Li Zitao's wealth is rich, and the large investment in the acquisition makes the Los Angeles Times go into a group, which is enough to make him jealous.
Now there is news again that he and ‘Mysterious Goddess,’ Garbo, are kissing in public in front of Beverly’s manor,
This world of bastards.

Harry Chandler said fiercely in his heart, and the editor looked at him excitedly; "Boss, are we going to publish? The manuscript is ready."
"Are you a pig's head? Is your head caught in a sandwich, or is it pressed by a tire in the morning--"
Seeing Harry Chandler screaming at himself, the editor-in-chief said angrily: "But we are a fair and free newspaper, and the people have the right to know the truth."
"Who did he find?" Harry Chandler pointed at the editor and looked at the executives.
"You." Harry's most familiar deputy pointed at him with a smirk.
"My head must have been pressed by an iron." Waving his hands weakly, Harry said: "Destroy all the documents, I mean everything,
This has never happened, the guy who took the photo can get a reward of 500 yuan, and then let him take the camera away from the manor,
Of course, you can also choose to get out of this message, but I believe what will happen next will make you lose your job, house, car and family. "
After speaking, Harry turned to look at him, raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you going to bet?"
Gudong, "No, thank you BOSS."
Seeing that the editor-in-chief finally reacted to what he was doing stupidly, Harry scratched his head in pain and pointed at the door; "Is this stupid guy really found me?"