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Houston, Metro Media Headquarters.

Sean sat in the car with a smile on his face, "Why did Murdoch choose to come with me?"

"Create a tense atmosphere, just like you said, make the media in the capital more greedy and force us to continue to increase our bids." Peter Chernin said: "Whether we shrink or continue to invest more, it will only be good for him.

, anyway, it’s just one person.”

"Haha, don't watch this guy slander me all day long. He seems to know me very well, but in the end, he doesn't understand what kind of person I am!" Sean sneered.

"What do you think I will do?" Sean turned to look at the young Guan Hai who was sitting upright next to him.

Guan Hai frowned slightly. He didn't understand Sean's acting style, so he could only speculate from a normal perspective, "I took this opportunity to have private contact with Murdoch, and both parties cooperated for a short period of time to win their respective preferences at a lower price."

The goal."

"Hahahaha." Sean laughed and patted Guanhai's leg, saying with a mysterious look on his face: "You will see it!"

After saying this, the motorcade arrived at the entrance of the Capital Media Headquarters Building, set up a scene, and Sean got out of the car.

"The chairman went out to greet him personally. It seems that the Australian thief didn't come?" The chairman of Capital Media greeted him at the door, and Sean guessed it.

Mr. Chairman was so embarrassed that he didn't answer. He had seen Sean's bad temper, and he didn't want to get into trouble.

After chatting for a while, the group went upstairs.

Today we not only have to sign an equity transfer contract, but we also have to make an announcement, and there are many reporters nearby.

In the conference room upstairs, Sean led a team of lawyers to review the contract. Sean chatted with Lin Qi, the chairman of Capital City, "Lin Qi, how much are you willing to transfer the shares? Give me a sweet word. This time I will

After acquiring 16%, plus your shares, I will be able to complete the controlling stake, and I hope to hear good news."

"Mr. Sean, why are you so anxious?" Lynch said with a smile.

"I'm busy." Sean sighed and said lazily: "I'm not young anymore. I will be 30 years old in a few years. I still want to retire before the age of 30. I always save for myself before retirement.

Let’s save some money.”

The conference room fell silent for a moment, and several lawyers reviewing the contract looked over.

Considering that this was their boss, several lawyers just said kindly greetings in their hearts, Fake Squid!

As for Lynch and others, their noses were almost crooked with anger. This was beyond the scope of pretentiousness.

If he hadn't considered that he might not be able to beat him, Lynch would have wanted to punch Sean in the face.

"Seriously, Mr. Lynch, isn't it good to enjoy life? You are not going to continue doing it anyway. I took 35% of the shares at a premium, 700 million. How about you agree? I will take this opportunity today."

Let's just sign." Sean didn't care what Lynch thought, he walked over with a smile and put his arm around Lynch's shoulders, "Does it make sense to have 10 million more or 10 million less?"

Fake, that’s tens of millions. Lin Qi was so angry that he wanted to curse.

"boom!"

Before Lynch could reply, the door to the conference room was pushed open. Between two bodyguards in black suits, an old man with silver hair looked at Sean who was sitting there carefree like a hawk, "Young man, speak.

Don't be so loud, we old guys are still here for a day, little guy, you have no chance, the first thing you need to learn is respect."

As soon as he walked in, he had a condescending and lecturing tone.

The conference room became quiet again. The two tycoons, the old and the new, collided head-on. Everyone in the room's eyes lit up.

Fight, fight!

Guanhai: Here we come, I want to have a good look!

"Who is this old man? Can anyone introduce him to me?" Sean crossed his legs, tilted his head, and looked at Murdoch with his eyelids closed.

"Here, I would like to introduce to you, this is the Australian legend, the world's newspaper tycoon, Mr. Rupert Murdoch." The protagonist who had been waiting for finally arrived, Lynch immediately became energetic, stood up and introduced loudly.

"Oh, you are that Australian thief with a bad mouth!" Sean said and stood up slowly.

Here it comes, here it comes, a group of directors from Metropolis Media suddenly became excited. Last time they saw Sean get angry at the board meeting.

Having never been insulted in person, Murdoch's face suddenly turned ugly, "Your quality is really worrisome, you are just a fish that has slipped through the net of higher education!"

"Ha, hahaha." Sean laughed, looked around, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, "Brothers, he said we are uneducated."

"Why, try hitting me. I've heard of him, oh, savage boy!" Murdoch said with disdain.

"You will die if you try!" Sean yelled and walked over aggressively, "Then what are you waiting for? Let them see what real 'illiteracy' means!"

Seeing this scene, looking at Sean rushing toward him with a fierce and murderous intent, Murdoch was completely stunned. Instead of, wait, "You, what are you going to do!"

The combat team led by Torre rushed forward immediately, especially Torre, a big black man with a height of two meters. He didn't have any skills. He just raised his arms and rushed towards Mercado's two bodyguards like a bull.

past.

The two bodyguards can be considered strong, but compared with Torre, who weighs 200 pounds, they are not in the same weight class at all.

Torre, who rushed up at high speed, performed a standard rugby collision. There was a "bang" sound, and even the bodyguards didn't have time to scream. He was directly hit and flew up. His body hit the door of the conference room and rolled out.

The other person was simply thrown to the ground, and four big men of similar stature directly pressed on top of him like a stack of arhats, and there was no sound in an instant!

"What are you doing, old man? I'm going to fucking teach you a lesson!" Sean stepped closer, grabbed Murdoch's collar, raised his hand and punched Murdoch on the cheek.

"boom!"

"ah!"

Murdoch's face was directly deformed by the blow, and a big tooth flew far away with blood.

"I told you old bitch to spread fucking rumors!"

"I fucking told you to smear me!"

"I'm letting you fucking mess with me!"

After saying a word, Sean slapped him with a big mouth.

"Pap-pap-pap" beat repeatedly.

I didn’t dare to wave my fist anymore for fear of beating the old man to death!

Every time he was hit, the director of Capital Media had a twitching expression.

I just wanted to watch a good show, but I didn't expect it to be so exciting...

I can't stand it anymore!

Peter Chernin was completely stunned. Farke, what is the boss going to do?

What's even more stupid is watching the sea. My eyes almost dropped. Is this what the boss wants me to watch?

After all, he is a rich man with a net worth of more than one billion. The famous Mercado, look at how he was beaten now, his face looks like a pig’s head, and he can’t even look like a human anymore.

This Sean is so shady!

How dare he!

Pushing the old man to the ground, Sean waved to the side, and Lorraine came over with a look of helplessness and handed over a piece of paper.

Sean squinted his eyes, with a look of enjoyment on his face, as if he heard a sound of promotion: Congratulations on your achievement of punching Nanshan Nursing Home.

He wiped the blood on his hands and threw the paper on the ground.

Torre and others also let go of the two bodyguards, but they were not ruthless.

Why bother bodyguards? Why bother bodyguards?

The two bodyguards quickly helped Murdoch up, who was lying on the ground in a daze. The old man was so miserable, his mouth was full of blood, and his whole face was swollen.

The injury was not serious, nothing happened, but Sean was so bad, he was slapped in the face and looked very miserable.

"You, you, you..." After regaining his composure, Murdock's eyes were red with anger, and he pointed at Sean and yelled at him for a long time, but he didn't know what to say.

"You bastard! You damn old man, I'm telling you, if you dare to spread rumors about me again, I will beat you every time I see you." Sean pointed at Murdoch and cursed loudly.

"You bastard, I'm going to sue you, I'm going to send you to jail!" For a long time, this was the only cruel thing Murdoch could think of.

"It's up to you, old guy. Come and fight if you don't want to accept it." Sean said, "Don't say that I'm bullying you. If you don't want to accept it, let your son come. At such an old age, your mother still comes out to beat you, you bitch!"

"

Murdoch was so angry that his nostrils doubled in size, and he glared at the two bodyguards fiercely, "Still not leaving, you two losers!"

The two bodyguards looked helpless and did not dare to reply. There were only two of them, so what could they do if they couldn't fight?

Besides, when two tycoons are fighting, their bodyguards don't dare to use their guns. After all, they have to fight for numbers.

With the support of two bodyguards, Mercado walked towards the elevator. His head was steaming with anger. He must bring more bodyguards next time!

I'll take 20 of them!

Beat this bastard Sean to death!

Mercado left, with blood on his face.

The shareholders who were about to sign a contract with Murdoch were all dumbfounded. Contract, contract!

Don't think about it in the short term. Murdoch won't come out to see people until the injury on his face heals.

The world-famous rich man is so shameful.

The conference room fell silent again, with only a few blood stains on the floor recording what had just happened here.

A group of people, including Peter and others, stared blankly at Sean, completely speechless.

"Okay, the rest of the gang has left. Let's continue. It's time to sign the contract."

"Mr. Sean, you, you..." Lynch came over, with a very wonderful expression on his face. You haven't said why you came here for a long time.

"Murdoch won't let it go."

"Then what." Norris moved a chair awkwardly, Sean smiled and sat down and asked: "Report the crime, call the police?"

"Ha, it doesn't matter. As long as Murdoch doesn't feel embarrassed, I don't care."

Lynch smiled bitterly, Sean didn't care, and he didn't know what to say.

"Hey." Sean waved to the shareholders with ugly faces, who had previously negotiated with Murdoch, "Guys, if you sell shares to someone, it's not a sale. Isn't my Sean's money money?

, it’s not too hot, Murdoch can’t sign a contract with you anyway, how about selling it to me.”

Several people looked at each other, they didn't mind selling to Sean, but the problem is, not now!

If they dare to do this, Murdoch must set the hatred value to OT.

If you can't help this guy Sean, then you can't help them!

They don't dare to form a deadly feud with Murdoch.

Sean curled his lips when he saw this. Of course he understood the plight of several people, but what the hell does this have to do with me.

"Mr. Lynch, you have also seen that old guy Murdoch is not good enough. He is just here to cause trouble. I know you don't mind him using the capital media to put pressure on the other side, but..." Xiao

En stared into Lynch's eyes, "But Mr. Lynch, you can only choose one person between me and Murdoch."

"Would you choose Murdoch?"

"No, you won't, and Murdoch won't buy Metropolis Media at an excessive premium."

"A veteran capitalist like him is used to careful calculation!"

"So, what's the point of dragging it on!?" Sean spread his hands, "You have to sell your shares anyway."

"I really am..." Lin Qi looked up at the sky and felt like he was beeping.

No, it was the dog that beeped!

Gan!

He still really didn't expect Sean to beat Murdock.

This isn't fucking Chicago from the last century, where everyone had money in one hand and a revolver in the other.

Don't think about it, there must be a commotion outside now.

As Sean said, Murdoch would not be so generous.

Besides, he is no longer a human being inside and out. If he sells to Murdoch, he will offend Sean to death. If he sells to Sean, he will offend Murdoch to death.

What a sin!

He must make a decision.

The guy in front of me has a "mad dog" temper, and he is really numb.

After doing business for so many years and having negotiated so many times, this is the first time I have ever seen someone come up and beat up a competitor first!

I have really awakened my ancestral bloodline!

Lynch didn't want to provoke an enemy like a mad dog in the future.

Damn it, damn it!

"Okay, Mr. Sean, you win!" Lynch stretched out his hand and forced a smile on his face. He wanted to sell more!

"That's right!" Sean stretched out his hand that was still stained with Murdoch's blood and shook it tightly with Lynch, "Come on, let's give Mr. Lynch a cappuccino!"

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From the moment Lynch agreed, Sean controlled 51% of Metropolis Media's shares, becoming the proper major shareholder.

Peter Chernin looked at Sean and Lynch holding hands, raised his hand and slapped his head hard, was I wrong, or was the boss right?

So, I haven’t grasped the essence of negotiation?

He lowered his head, raised his hand, and clenched his fist to look.

"I advise you to give up this stupid idea." Lorraine glanced at Guan Hai who looked thoughtful next to him, rolled his eyes and turned away.

Sooner or later these guys will become useless if they follow that guy!

The three shareholders looked at this scene and were dumbfounded. They were originally going to sell their shares to Murdoch, but what the heck...

What should we do now?

Waiting online, it’s quite urgent!

…

Downstairs, underground parking lot.

The elevator door opened, and Murdoch, whose hair stood on end with anger and his face was swollen, appeared in the lobby supported by two bodyguards.

Several reporters were squatting at the foot of the wall smoking cigarettes. They were originally waiting for today's press conference.

Someone broke the news that Murdoch was going to acquire Capital Media's shares.

The law does not say that Americans cannot own American television stations, but it does not say that they cannot own a certain percentage of shares.

Suddenly seeing this scene, out of professional instinct, several people subconsciously picked up their cameras and clicked.

To be honest, none of the people could see who it was when we first took the photo. It was really just a professional habit.

But after the shooting, I realized that the old man with his face deformed seemed to be, probably, media tycoon Rupert Murdoch?

What kind of situation is this?

When he was caught by the flash, Murdoch turned his head subconsciously, but he immediately thought it was a reporter.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in my mind. The photo of him being beaten into a pig's head must not be spread out!

"Catch them!!" Murdoch shouted quickly.

The two bodyguards let go of Murdoch and rushed directly towards the reporters.

The reporters also realized that they must have been favored by the goddess of luck today. Even if they smoked, they would be hit by pizza falling from the sky.

Without saying anything, he yelled, "Run!"

Like stray dogs, the reporters instantly dispersed and ran in all directions.

Sean has always believed that journalists are an all-round force with multiple skills!

The two bodyguards tried their best but only one of them knocked down the other and grabbed the camera while the reporter howled wildly.

However, three reporters still ran away...

What should I do if I turn my head and look helplessly at my boss who was beaten into a pig head?

"Stupid, stupid!" Murdoch was really going crazy.

Next time, bring forty bodyguards with you next time!!

He could imagine that the reporters were already in contact to sell the photos.

According to the rules of the newspaper industry, those reporters should first sell the negatives to him.

But the question is, will those reporters leave enough photos?

The answer is yes!

In an instant, Murdoch thought clearly. Since he couldn't stop it, he might as well make a big fuss and let the whole world condemn that mad dog-like guy!

Let all the rich know the face of that mad dog!

"Give them back, let's go!" Murdoch ordered as soon as his thoughts changed.

He wants to go to the hospital and call the police!

…

The news seemed to have wings, spreading at an unimaginable speed and fermenting, expanding, and detonating in an instant...

Word spread like a gust of wind that Murdoch, the media tycoon and owner of News Corporation, was beaten!

Murdoch is under attack!

Murdoch is hospitalized with serious injuries!

Murdoch is dead...

In a way that left Murdoch stunned, it became unrecognizable.

The first person to receive the news was his 38-year-old wife Anna, "What, Murdoch was beaten to death, haha, haha, no, wuwuwu, I'm so sad!"

Then came the two sons who received the news one after another, "Ha, woo woo, dad, you, ha, died so miserably, ha!"

Then there are some professional managers from News Corporation.

After arriving at the hospital, Murdoch's cell phone never stopped. First, his two sons called in a panic, "How is your father? What, is he okay? How can he be okay?"

Murdoch:???

"Ah, father, it's great that you're okay. I'm asking, what's going on!?"

Why do I sound like you are disappointed?!

Then there was his wife, and then there were the company's senior management, all the rich people he knew, and so many people he cared about, which made Murdoch feel very complicated for a while.

It's hard to tell what mood everyone is feeling when they call.

It’s very, ugh!

…

At the Capital Media Headquarters, a new contract is being signed here. Several police cars parked downstairs, and several potbellied police officers got out of the cars.

The reporters who had received the news early were excited and flashed their flashlights crazily.

There was a knock on the conference room door, the door opened, and several police officers walked in.

"Hello, Mr. Sean Rockefeller." The leading police officer was the chief of the local Houston police station.

There is no way, it is not appropriate to send others here at this time, and no one wants to touch this brow.

Lorraine leaned over and said something in Sean's ear.

Sean stood up with a smile, "Hello, Sheriff Volvo Mark, nice to meet you."

"I'm glad to see you too, but..." Volvo Mark spread his hands, "Someone just called the police and said he was attacked."

"I know, Murdoch's rat, yes, I hit him, I hit him so hard that one of his teeth flew out." Sean said with an indifferent smile.

Volvo Mark looked at Sean in confusion. He thought, he thought that Sean would deny it and then find someone to take the blame. This is the normal routine!

But now...

"Okay, Mr. Sean." Volvo said with a straight face: "Then I think you need to go back to the police station with me."

"Of course, of course, no problem." Sean waved his hand indifferently, "But you have to wait a moment, I have to sign several contracts worth 2 billion US dollars."

When the figure 2 billion US dollars came out, several police officers were stunned.

As he spoke, several lawyers came over and placed a large row of contracts in front of Sean.

There was silence in the room, everyone looked at Sean and held their breath.

Sean glanced at it, and under the gaze of everyone, he picked up a pen and wrote quickly on the contract.

After signing one name, Sean changed to the next one. The lawyer here quickly turned to the next page and waited for Sean to continue signing.

The conference room was very quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the tip of a pen rubbing against paper.

It took Sean 20 minutes to sign all the documents.

Commercial contracts are so complex and cumbersome.

The lawyer quickly put the contracts away, put them in different safes and locked them.

It was only at this moment that everyone's faces flushed with excitement.

Norris didn't know when another cart of champagne appeared. Sean took a bottle of champagne and shook it hard, making a "pop" sound.

A bottle of champagne worth more than 600 US dollars began to spray. Sean laughed and sprayed in a circle. Several police officers were not spared.

The police didn't mind either. After all, it was a bottle of champagne worth a month's salary, so what's the point of being sprayed a little.

Lynch was also very happy. He picked up a bottle of champagne and shook it quickly. He finally relieved a heavy burden from his heart. Having money in hand was better than anything else.

What's more, he also took the opportunity to talk to Sean about other things.

It’s also a big deal!

Everyone celebrated for a while, and Guanhai sat quietly in the corner and watched. The character Sean gave him was to watch and think.

After a while of fussing, the mood finally calmed down, but everyone's faces were still red.

"Okay, guys, let's save some energy for the evening. I will hold a grand party and dance tonight, but don't get too excited now." Sean picked up the champagne bottle and knocked hard on the conference room desk, "

Now, we're going to meet those reporters and it's time to share this good news with everyone."

After Sean said that, Norris immediately picked up the phone. Of course he wasn't going to arrange some damn press conference. That had been arranged by the media in the capital.

He was calling Hollywood. He wanted to quickly find a group of Hollywood beauties to charter a plane over.

He knows what he is best at!

We want everyone to have fun, have fun, and be tired...

Lorraine staggered a few steps as she listened, this damn pimp!

The press conference downstairs had been arranged. Sean and others took a quick shower, cleaned up the drinks on their bodies, changed their clothes, and then came out refreshed.

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However, a few policemen refused to take a shower and went back to change. Their clothes were of little value.

Besides, the champagne tastes pretty good.

The press conference hall was noisy, and all the reporters had suppressed excitement on their faces. Is there any big news?

Soon, the small door at the back opened and a group of people walked out.

First, Torre and ten other expressionless burly men in black suits, white shirts and sunglasses stood on both sides of the rostrum.

Then, another group of people came out again, led by a young, handsome, tall, and first Mr. Sean who was as handsome as the reader's father.

"Wow..." Suddenly, the entire reception hall became chaotic. Everyone stood up and started shouting in a chaotic manner.

Everyone asked questions, and suddenly it seemed like hundreds of ducks were making a noise, making it difficult to hear anything.

Sean and his group seemed to have expected it and were not surprised as they walked straight to the press conference stage.

He waved Lorraine over and asked her to turn up the volume of the stereo to the maximum.

Lorraine also thought that her voice could not suppress the enthusiasm of the group, so she obeyed and went.

It's just that she never imagined how sexy Sean would be.

I called Torre over and asked the guy to reach out and cover his ears, and then he put the microphone directly in front of the speaker.

"Buzz!!!"

A harsh and sharp buzzing sound sounded, and suddenly everyone in the entire hall felt like a goose being strangled by the throat.

The mouth is open, the eyes are closed, and the expression is distorted.

Torre was completely stunned!!

He had thought that his boss might do something bad, but he never thought that it would be so bad.

His ears can't hear anything at the moment...he's deaf!

Boss, you are a real dog!

Sean took away the microphone and the hall became quiet.

Torre walked back to his original position and stood up with a dazed look on his face. Lynch and the others were no better. They all rubbed their ears with distorted expressions and looked at Sean with resentment.

Who the hell is this person?

You can't just notify me.

Lorraine had a cold face and kicked Sean hard. Damn it, you didn't even tell yourself before you did something bad.

The Volvo Mack police officers did not enter the hall. Although they felt uncomfortable at the moment, they were okay.

Looking at Sean standing in front of the stage, laughing with a microphone, several people looked at each other, this Mr. Sean has a really bad character.

No wonder he would beat up Murdoch.

"Ahem, let me introduce myself, I, Sean Rockefeller, what I want to say is, remember..." Sean took the microphone, waved his arms vigorously and shouted: "When Sean is here, Daole is here."

!”

"I know what you want to ask, no problem. Trust me, a true and aboveboard warrior will never hide his true thoughts."

"Bah, bang, bang!" After hearing what Sean said, the reporters no longer blamed Sean for the prank he had just played.

They like the phrase 'when Sean comes, Dao Le will come' too much!

"Tell me loudly, do you like someone who can bring you the joy of swordsmanship?"

"Like it!!" a group of reporters shouted loudly.

"Very good, you see, we have reached the first consensus!" Sean said with a smile: "Then, first quietly, formally complete the theme of this press conference, and after everything is completed..."

As he said that, Sean did a few swaying dance moves, "Let's talk about those exciting things again!"

"OK!"

"good!"

"OK!" Sean smiled this time and handed the microphone to Lynch.

Lin Qi shook his head slightly. This guy is not a low-key person by nature. He can always arouse everyone's emotions. He always likes to do something unexpected. He always dances on the cliff. However, he can also control the situation well.

Really are!

If it were anyone else who pulled such a prank, the attitude of these reporters would never be so good!

The high-pitched emotions of the reporters were suppressed, and the press conference went smoothly. The two parties exchanged documents, signed signatures, took photos, and shook hands.

The whole process was extremely smooth. The reporters asked some questions along the lines of conversation, and everything was perfect.

From this moment on, Sean became the biggest antique and chairman of Capital Media Company.

The name of Capital Media Company also entered history at this moment.

Sean changed its name to New Century Media!

From the perspective of ordinary people, the new century is just Sean's longing for the company, hoping that the company can shine brightly in the new century.

To be honest, if it were normal times, this news would definitely be sensational enough to cause an earthquake, but now...

What kind of bullshit boss change do readers want to see?

How interesting is this fight between rich people!!

Not to mention reporters, the photography team of New Century Media also arrived at the scene to take advantage of the new boss!

"Look, look, look at the excitement on your faces." Sean walked back to the stage, curled his lips, smiled and pointed his fingers at the group of reporters below.

"Is watching people fighting so interesting?"

Suddenly, everyone below burst into laughter.

There are too many rich people in the United States, but every one of them in this era adheres to the aristocratic style and demands of themselves. No matter how miserable they are in private, in front of the media they are either gentle, elegant, calm and capable, or cold and old-fashioned.

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But there has never been a rich man like Sean who behaves naturally in front of the camera, makes jokes, likes to tease people, and plays pranks.

For a moment, everyone felt very strange.

"Fake, come on, ask, you guys!" Sean smiled and cursed.

"Mr. Sean, we observed that Mr. Murdoch was beaten. There is news that you were the one who hit him. Is this true?"

"Did this news come from some unnamed people?" Sean joked, causing another burst of laughter, and then he said with a smile: "Yes, it was me, Sean Rockefeller. I didn't see the police.

Are the uncles already here?"

"Come on, Chief Volvo, come in, say hello to everyone, and let some people see that you are indeed here to perform your mission and arrest people yourself!"

Volvo had a constipated expression, but he still walked in from the door. Flashes of light flashed loudly, and reporters here knew that this was the chief of police in Houston.

"Mr. Sean, can you please tell me how you beat him?" someone shouted loudly.

Sean raised his right hand high and said loudly: "Did you see that with a fist as big as a sandbag, one of the teeth of that old bastard who likes to spread rumors was knocked out with one punch!"

"Wow!" Many people exclaimed.

"Mr. Sean, before you hit someone, have you ever thought about what you will face after you hit someone?"

"Why do you think so?" Sean spread his hands, "I'm not yet 30 years old. I'm still a young man. That kind of forward-thinking style should only be possessed by old men. Young people should behave like young people. I thought,

Just do it!”

"Mr. Sean, you are a super rich man. Many people will learn from you. Aren't you afraid of teaching those young people bad lessons?" Someone asked loudly and maliciously.

"Okay, you're trying to find fault!" Sean reached out and pointed at the reporter who asked the question, "But, if you don't find fault, why would you call me a reporter? So, I don't blame you!"

"I can tell you that if young people in the United States all live like fucking old men, that would be simply terrible. It means that the United States has completely lost the fighting spirit to move forward and has lost the American fighting spirit. We will

If it can no longer innovate or promote new trends of thought, America will surely die!"

Sean said loudly and seriously: "This is what is really scary. Remember, young people should behave like young people, think carefully, and let old men do these conservative things!"

"Remember, when someone provokes you, don't be cowardly or fearful. That will only make the abuser more aggressive. Stand up bravely and fight back hard and unceremoniously."

"If you don't even dare to do this, then it's hard for me to imagine that you will have the courage to face greater difficulties."

"Bah, bang, bang, bang!" There was warm applause in the hall. No matter what you said, Sean's words were so encouraging!

It makes people's blood boil.

"Can you tell me why you hit Mr. Murdoch?"

"I like the media industry. As everyone knows, I also have a film company. Last year, my first film ranked fourth on the box office list. Well, just today, there is another film "Basic Instinct" on the market. I believe,

This is also a good movie that can create a sensation."

"Although I expected that the Australian rumormonger would definitely find a way to slander it!"

"So, you should have seen that I really like the media industry, so I want to buy Xiadu City Media Station. For this, I am willing to spend 2 billion U.S. dollars at a very high premium!"

"I changed her name to New Century Media Company. She is like my favorite woman. I will take good care of her."

"Suddenly one day, an ugly old man tried to snatch the woman you love away from you. Tell me what I should do!" As he spoke, Sean waved his fist vigorously.

"Hit him!" everyone shouted in unison.

"Now everyone understands!"

"Sir, how many times have we heard you call Mr. Murdoch a rumour-monger?"

"Isn't this well known? Everyone, you are all insiders. Don't be like this. Newspapers such as the New York Post, New York Magazine, Village Voice, and New West are all virtuous. You know better than anyone else.

, and this is not all because of listening to the rumormonger Murdoch."

"Okay, I know you want to hear this coming from me. Yes, I read these newspapers too, and I love them. Do you know why?"

"Because these newspapers can rule out a wrong answer for me!"

Suddenly, a real burst of laughter rang out in the hall again. Sean's mouth was so embarrassing.

There are no curse words used when swearing.

When these words were published, it became a joke in several newspapers.

They have all anticipated that in the future, they don't know how many people will quote Sean's words to criticize them.

"Mr. Police Chief, can I ask, will you arrest Mr. Sean?" a reporter asked loudly to the police chief.

"Of course, yes, I will." Volvo said seriously without looking at Sean.

Sean spread his hands and tilted his head, looking very frustrated, which immediately caused another burst of laughter.

Obviously, everyone could see that Sean didn't take it seriously.

"So, why is Mr. Sean still here for interviews?"

Volvo was stunned and suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, I will answer this on behalf of Director Volvo." Sean picked up the microphone and said: "Gentlemen, do you want me to be interviewed first?"

"Of course!" the crowd shouted.

"So." Sean pointed at the Volvo and said, "He is a policeman. He has to consider legal issues, but he also has to consider the people's thoughts. So, are you American people?"

"certainly!"

"Obviously, Volvo Sheriff naturally has to consider the needs of the American people before Australians. What's the problem with this?"

"no problem!"

"Okay, I don't think there's any problem anymore, so we can't keep Mr. Volvo waiting too long!" With that said, Sean put down the phone and walked towards Volvo.

"Chief Volvo, will the police arrest Mr. Sean?" a reporter immediately shouted.

"This is not something I can decide. It depends on the court. Everyone, okay, we have to leave." Volvo said and turned around to leave.

Behind him, Torre and others formed a human wall to block the group of reporters.

So powerful!

Instead of being a police car, Sean invited the Volvo into his bulletproof car and drove all the way to the police station.

In fact, when the press conference was held, several lawyers had already arrived early.

What could possibly happen? Putting aside the issue of identity, it is nothing more than a fight.

Just pay some bail and you'll be released.

At best, considering Murdoch's status, the bail should be higher.

It's useless for Murdoch to control public opinion and the media. Those messy methods can't be used against Sean.

In the end it's just a matter of paying a fine.

Is Sean still afraid of fines?

Besides, Capital Media now belongs to Sean. If Houston still wants this big company to continue to put its headquarters here and pay taxes for Houston, then they must consider the issue from Sean's perspective!

It's like the police only focus on wealthy areas...

So, after going to the police station to take a picture and record a statement, Sean walked out in a big way.

Facing reporters, Sean shouted directly, "I have prepared 10 million for fines. If I can't spend it this time, I will continue next time!"

That night, Capital City... no, seven large local TV stations and 12 small local TV stations of New Century Media Company released the route of Sean's interview that day.

Murdoch was furious when he heard Sean call him a rumor maker.

When the answer to "Help me eliminate a mistake" was spoken, Murdoch was so angry that he fainted...

Under the sad eyes of his family, Murdoch woke up soon.

After waking up, Murdoch gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Shaun the thief, you and I are at odds with each other!!"