American Fortune Life
Chapter 1938: Don't mess with me!
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Chapter 1939: Not that I am too strong, but that my op
It's just that Andy didn't think of it. He squinted his eyes, and when he wanted to count others, he was exposed by the other party first.
"Sue the New York Post directly. See you in court, I'll sue until it goes bankrupt ..."
Early in the morning, Andy waved the New York Post with an angry face, roaring at the chief lawyer on the other end of the phone, and with a "snap", he threw the newspaper in the coffee table, The maids in the surroundings bowed their heads, and did not dare to look at Andy who was on the fire.
The headline on the slowly expanding front page of the newspaper reads the headline: "Ten billions of babies' nursery: need disinfection before holding!"
Since the birth of Joseph Jr., he has become one of the most talked about topics in New York. All the media hope to get a little news about the heir of the billion-dollar empire, even if Ivana is holding a blurred photo of him, It can sell for thousands of dollars, so the commanding heights near Long Island Manor are occupied by these paparazzi.
I do n’t know if there is a problem in that link. Although there are many exaggerations in the content of this report in the New York Post, some of them are true. The insider interviewed by the Post claimed to be hiring for a nursery. The losers, although it is not ruled out that there are people who want to make a fortune and violate the confidentiality agreement, but this probability is very small. After all, the baby care groups around Ivana are all selected by the family.
The content of the newspaper was a random mess. Joseph Joseph's nursery group consisted of ten people. The original ten people should take care of the baby very easily, but the fact is that everyone is too busy. Because there are many giants ...
What baby can not leave the sight of people for 24 hours, bodyguards, maids and other people can not hold the child, other people must disinfect the whole body before touching the child. The child cries for the first time, and the nanny on duty must go to appease the first time, otherwise he will be fined.
What's more, the cattle nai and nai powder used by Ivana and Josephine were transported directly to Andy's ranch in Australia by private jet. Drinking water is from Tasmania's pure natural, pollution-free mineral water from the end of the world ... It is concluded that the "ten billion babies" is difficult to serve.
At the end of the report, I laughed at the wealthy life with a ridiculous tone, saying that money is peace of mind. Having a child is like giving birth to a toy. The annoying diapers to coax the child are left to the servants. As long as the child can play with peace of mind, and also said that the 10-person babysitting group to form a babysitter, bodyguard and nutritionist, have you considered that if there is one person who wants to have a "Super Sedoulon", what should I do?
In the end, this child is also suffering. He doesn't even have the basic right to cry. He comes in contact with a sterilized person every day. He is worried that he will lose his resistance completely when he grows up.
This content seems to be ridiculous, but no parent will think it is ridiculous. Dragons have inverse scales. How can Andy ignore this kind of "heart-wrenching" report, this time he is really angry. Already.
"Martin!" After hanging up the phone, Andy looked somber and shouted a cold light in his eyes.
"Boss." Martin walked sternly to Andy.
Andy grabbed the newspaper directly on the table, shoved it into his hands, and said coldly, "I want this report for all the people who handle it. I believe that everyone can feel that they are full of me and my family. Malicious ... "
Speaking, Andy reached down and patted Martin's shoulder, lowered his voice, and said in a cold tone, "Find them out and send someone to stare at them!"
"Yessir!"
"No one can offend me to death without paying a price, no one ..." Andy stepped up the stairs and went upstairs, with a whisper of murmur in his expression.
In the cloakroom, Andy was wearing a neat suit while holding a mobile phone to appease Ivana, who was also angry at the other end.
"... darling, rest assured, I will deal with it ... well, I will rush back to New York as soon as possible, and wait for other calls to come in ..."
Andy looked at the caller ID of another mobile phone and smiled at Ivana: "Oh, dear, who do you call? Smart, indeed Murdoch, well, let me listen to him first What, I'll call you later. "
Hanging up the phone, Andy took the still-buzzing mobile phone, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and watched the rainbow appearing under the fountain of the Little Versailles Palace, and picked up the phone.
"Good morning, Rupert."
"Good morning, Andy, sorry, I just learned about the report published in the New York Post. I'm sorry, I have ordered the reporter who wrote this false report and the responsible editor to be fired. The report hurt you and your family, and I express my heartfelt apologies again ... "
"Ha ha."
Andy apologized as soon as Murdoch came up, and listened to the remedial measures he made. He was not touched, but sneered even more. "Mr Murdoch, I also have a newspaper. Do n’t tell me that The front page headline does not need to be signed and approved by the editor-in-chief of the newspaper! Sorry, your apology, I cannot accept it. If the apology is useful, what do the police do? You say yes ?! "
After speaking, Andy hung up the phone directly, without any trace of muddled water. This time, he wanted to let the whole nation and people all over the world know that his Andy Smith was not a gentleman to be provoked, but a **** who must be reported!
Don't mess with me!
New York, listening to the busy tone in the telephone receiver, Murdoch frowned on an old face, opened his mouth very ugly, and slowly hung up the phone.
"My dear, what does he say? Have you accepted the apology ..." Wen Di Murdoch on the side looked anxiously, and his face looked very ugly.
"..." Murdoch frowned for a few seconds, then shook his head and sighed, "Ready to deal with the lawsuit."
"Xiete!" Wen Di Murdoch said directly, "Is the editor of the Post an idiot? How can such a report be published and a headline used? This is not telling everyone that we in News Corp. are targeting Did Smith? No, I'll call Ivana again. This will cause a war between the two media groups ... "
"Okay!" Murdoch suddenly shouted loudly, staring down at Wen Di Murdoch, who was astonished, and said coldly, "It's just a report, and I also apologize. He accepted or not, I have already expressed his attitude, as for the rest ... I have never feared anyone in Murdoch!
Even if this is the beginning of a war! "
Wen Di Murdoch looked at the elderly husband, who was wearing a robe and slowly walking up the stairs. His face was flushed, his mouth opened and he didn't know what to say.
The convoy stopped in front of the Los Angeles Times headquarters building. Andy stepped out of the car with a cold look. He stared sharply because of his appearance. The demonstrators on the opposite street became more vigorous, holding up a placard and shouting against the opposition. The layoffs, and the strike of journalists and editors who oppose the newspaper's policy of increasing outside writers, have become even more sneer.
Under the guard of many bodyguards, Andy strode into the newspaper building, walked into the elevator amidst the greetings of employees along the way.
At this time, in the conference room of the newspaper office, a monitor was placed on the conference table, facing the first seat of the conference table. Andy went into the empty conference room, went to the first seat, and sat on the boss chair.
"Good morning, boss."
"Good morning, boss."
"Good morning, boss!"
The subordinates in the dozen or so small windows listed on the LCD monitor greeted each other at the same time, and the speaker on the conference table heard uneven greetings.
Andy nodded slightly, took the microphone on the side and placed it in front of him, saying coldly: "This time, our short target is News Corporation!"
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