Chapter 944: Dramatic reversal

On the weekend, it ended in little George's restless mood.
The next day, Hirst Group headquarters.
George appeared in the office early in the morning, but he could only walk around anxiously.
"Damn, what the is he doing?" George George yelled angrily.
He hadn't slept well for a few days, making his eyes appear deep inward, and his eyes were covered with blood.
Just as irritability was about to occupy all of his thinking, a knock on the door suddenly came from the door.
"Come in." Little George said impatiently.
It was his secretary who walked in. "Mr. George Jr. and Mr. Hirst are here. He will personally chair today's shareholders' meeting and invite everyone to the meeting room."
"Who? What are you talking about?" Little George suspected that he had listened.
Mr. Hirst?
In the Hearst Group, there is only one person who can be called this way, and that is his grandfather, William Hirst.
"Mr. William Hirst." the secretary repeated again.
Do not...
George's legs softened, and he almost fell to the ground. After half a ring, he waved weakly to signal the secretary to leave.
"Don't panic, George..." Little George stood up and said to himself, taking care of the neat bow tie.
"It doesn't matter, no one will know, as long as we support my grandfather at the meeting, we are a family... yes, a family."
Little George patted his face to make him smile, and took a deep breath to open the office door.
At this time, in the conference room, all the partners have expired, but what surprised them was a strange face.
No, it can't be said to be strange, because they all know this face.
Harry Chandler, the founding family heir of the Los Angeles Times and now the CEO of the Los Angeles News Corporation, is a very difficult enemy for them.
But now, the other party is sitting in this conference room with a grand sound.
Even if William Hurst was there, some people still questioned: "Mr. Hirst, why did he appear here."
"Bandru, don't worry, I'll tell you the answer." William sat with a knife on his head, holding a cane and a pestle in front of his hands, and said with a smile.
Soon, Little George was also present, and 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 gently lifted the cane and let it hit the ground with a banging sound.
George also quickly walked to his seat, listening carefully to the speech of the Supreme King.
"Today, I am here because I want to announce a new decision." William said in a low, irresistible tone.
"From this moment, the shares of George and George Jr. will be recovered, and they will be sold to Mr. Harry Chandler at five times the market value,
At the same time, Hearst will launch new cooperation with LANC to create a better future together. "
Static.
Because of William Hirst's speech, the entire conference room was like a lifeless no man's land.
"Grandfather..." Little George was the first to react.
Because of Harry Chandler's intention, he thought he was clear, but he didn't expect it to be the end.
"Shut up, otherwise I will let you get out of here." William raised his hands, and the crutches of the crutches lay on the ground, making a bang.
Everyone was stunned by this scene, but also restored their ability to think.
"It is an honor to be able to reach cooperation with Mr. Hirst. Hearst is a great company. It has experienced countless storms and is still standing at the pinnacle of the press."
"However, starting today, Hirst and LANC will work together to create a better tomorrow that belongs to us, that is, like the public revealing the truth,
I think this is what every newspaper person should do. "
Harry Chandler's speech was very short, but his smile was very bright.
Until now he has no idea how his boss, the magical, lucky and mysterious Charlie, tamed the lion.
No one knew that Li Zitao dialed William Hirst's number the next night after meeting with George.
The two talked on the phone for a long time, and the next day the think tank secretly went to William's temporary residence and signed a cooperation agreement.
"Little George is a good choice, maybe he promised to work smarter."
"But I prefer to work with kind people. A cunning fox may be able to take a pride while the lion is taking a nap.
But Keta will eventually fall under the lion's claws, Mr. Hearst, your life is enough to be legendary, I don't want to stain it. "
The conversation between the two was concise and clear, with no polite elements in it.
Li Zitao even threatened: "If you do not agree to cooperation, I will start 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, and this is something that the world knows and affirms.
No one doubts this, not even William Scott~EbookFREE.me~What the do you want? "William Hirst succumbed.
"Share, the share of George and Son... and 11% of your hands." This is Li Zitao's request.
‘The shares in George and Son’s hands are 12%, plus 11% in my hands, a total of 23%. ’
William didn't think about it for a long time, he chose to agree to his request.
Because he needs enough time for the Hearst Group to return to stability.
William believes that as long as he is present, with 56% of the shares held by his son William and other children, Hirst will not have any problems.
The meeting ended in a fog of water.
No one knew what William Hirst was thinking, just like no one figured out what Harry Chandler would do.
It's just that they all know that the wind direction of the Hearst Group is about to change.
The addition of LANC has advantages and disadvantages for other partners. Everyone has their own ideas.
On the surface, they left the meeting room in harmony. Overall, the meeting was very pleasant.
Except for George and Son who lost shares and all positions in the group.
George, who was implicated by his son, did not know exactly what happened until he left the group.
He only knew that just now, he lost his last property and dignity in the Hearst family.
From then on, he will become a waste of nothing, the laughing stock of high society, everyone can step on a poor worm.
And all this must be worshipped in front of him with his own blood, called the little George, given by his own son.
"You'd better explain to me what happened inside..." George clenched his hands tremblingly, holding his anger and maintaining his final demeanor.