American Fortune Life

According to BBC, Shawn Hall, a former journalist who had allegedly eavesdropped on World News, was found dead at his home.

Hall once told The New York Times that eavesdropping was much more serious than the World News acknowledged in the police preliminary investigation.

Police said his body was found in an apartment in northern London on the morning of 6. Police spokespersons said that the cause of death was currently being treated as unexplained, but the cause was not in doubt. The police are currently investigating the cause of death.

Several media outlets reported that Hall had worked for World News and Sun before being fired for alcohol and DU abuse. He admits he has a history of du and alcohol abuse...

Pfft...

Andy sprayed a laugh, “Nima, the cause of death is not explained, what dog-PI explanation does he meow... ”

Who can you frighten if you make a fool of yourself? Everyone who watches the news understands that this is a murder!

But then again, the public opinion orientation will drown this thing in the tide of time, the death of a small figure, the English dish-boiling rule of law? Heh heh heh.

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

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

But Murdoch, the old fox, undoubtedly handed the Englishman a knife, a knife that he could hang out and hang in front of him for a few moments. Isn't this old boy so confused?

Andy's eyes shrugged slightly, his fingers rubbing back and forth on his chin, and he felt some slight clasp on his hand. Think about it. Andy's eyes couldn't help but shine slightly. Perhaps this old fox could be shaded. Forget it, it had nothing to do with him anyway, as long as he got what he wanted.

AMC TV, a vibrant, thrilling atmosphere, after all, watched AMC go from a cable channel to a real TV station, and everyone was so happy.

Along the way, Andy was surrounded by greetings and congratulations, and now AMC doesn't have that kind of strangeness and fear for this big young boss, so long ago, AMC became a cable TV station that could be as tall as HBO in volume, so if you put the content together, you might be able to outrank HBO.

In the conference room.

“This is a new idea that I've come up with, Beverly Girls. Don't people like to spy on celebrity everyday life? Okay, let's make it a reality show and show them enough!

Find some celebrity ladies, put them together, let them toss, let them “show off” rather than perform “The Daily Life of the Rich”. And this “show off” is also a way of gaining respect from human instincts, which is immutable.

A bunch of noble ladies who know luxury together, shudder, let life begin with tearing... “

“Pfft -”

“Oh... ”

AMC executives in the conference room seem to have seen the show become Huroyard, and several were laughed at directly by Andy's words.

“Oh, boss, genius idea, we're still scratching our heads for the TV show, I didn't expect you to come up with such a great show, I think we'll be ready soon.” Prapler smiled and said emotionally, no wonder the big boss said that any idea could be exchanged for real gold and silver. This reality show is really good.

“Well, then, you find a couple of plays, Jing, noble women, and you don't even need us to get involved, put them together, and they'll tear them apart. By the way, did you get all eight TV stations from the news group? You didn't get in the way? ”

“No, it went well. Once the money arrived, our people received it smoothly. We are currently consolidating resources and making some adjustments. Within this year, we will be able to complete the integration of the cable network, and AMC Cable will meet with the American audience in a completely new way.” Pripler reports.

Andy nodded, and the pen in his hand stopped, silently saying, “How's the news channel coming? You can now form a team to cover the entire election. ”

“Personnel and equipment are in place, but can only be reported simultaneously by the various local platforms at present. ”

Andy turned slightly down, and he also knew that building a TV network took time and couldn't be too hasty. Prapler was a very capable ceo, and there was nothing wrong with managing AMC properly.

In the luxury office lounge on the 58th floor of the Afternoon News Weekly Building, Andy sat lazy on the edge of the wound wearing his pants, behind which two young American-Russian whites were badly flogged for the afternoon.

“What do you want now? Not good enough to rest... ”

Andy smiled back at Lulana, who was already lying on his back, his arms wrapped around his neck and his body covered with long, scattered hair.

“Girl, Andy, I want to buy a superrun... ”

Andy looked at Lulana with a slight expression and couldn't help but laugh: “If you like it, buy it. You can make your own decisions about this, don't ask me. “

“Mike, let me ask you something...” Lulana smiled and kissed Andy in the face, explaining.

“Hmm? How's your driving?” Andy suddenly thought of something and asked.

“My technology is okay... ”

Looking at Lulana a little faint, Andy blinked his head and looked at her all the time, just as Lulana couldn't hold on and blushed, she heard “Pfft!” One voice.

“You dead girl, what are you buying? Want to die? Boss, don't listen to her bragging, she just got her driver's license...” The assistant punched Lulana hard and began to tease Lulana apart.

“Tory, you little Beatrice, you bully me again, Andy, she bullies me all the time... My driving skills are really fine. Really... ”

Andy slapped some silent white jade arms around his neck, and Lulana loosened up and looked up with hope at the tall, strong figure and handsome face standing in front of her.

Andy grinned and pinched her reddish cheek and said: "Then there's no way. I don't want you to be in any danger after a while. The overrun control is different from the average vehicle. It's easy to get a heat in your head, and the speed will soar unconsciously. When Tory thinks you're through, I'll send you a limited edition one, be good. ”

The look on Lurana's face instantly collapsed, her mouth pounding back and staring proudly at Tory Blake, her teeth clawed up, "It's all because of you... ”

“Little Beech, dare you, I won't let you pass... Birch, you dare bite me... ”

Andy watched as the two white sheep twisted in the wound and smashed his mouth a few times, picked up his shirt and put it on and walked out of the lounge.

Walked to the desk, took a cigar out of a wooden box on the table, fixed it, lit it with a lighter, took a sip, spit out the smoke, and walked to the floor window, overlooking Manhattan.

Today is the New Year's Eve of the Heavenly Dynasty. From the beginning of the war, to the trance of love, to the present, this magical experience has caused his mind to turn upside down.

Whoo--

Andy clamped his fingers in the cigar and spit out a smoke, his mouth revealed a slight smile, took out his phone, and called his elder Tui in heaven. It's New Year's Eve.

Listening to Sis' sweet voice, and happy greetings, familiar language, Andy's smile grew brighter and brighter.

After a round of phone calls, Andy called all the familiar Tian Dynasty friends, tore up in the phone and kept inviting Andy to Tian Dynasty, saying what led him to the enthusiasm of Tian Dynasty and so on, Andy was really a little dan painful for the aesthetic hobby of the torn Principal, now the torn shallots are not the later JIAN committee, the entertainment circle he really didn't know, and Andy liked it was a sense of conquest, not a red-face.