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More than 100 journalists, quite a few of them were looking forward to Long Hao's unlucky, for example, the Dongdongke, who had entered the countdown to his life... They were finally incited by Krem, and one person clamored to try his best to win the right to listen to this bilateral dialogue.

"Okay, you want to see the mayor, I will give you this opportunity! Avoid your sharp-tongued beautiful San Francisco as a place where dirt is hidden." As the second-generation official, Stevenson Jr. has a good eloquence. He used the asshole to spread his hands helplessly: "However, this kind of thing is always confidential. Ahem, I can only give five places to listen, and the rest of the reporters must wait outside."

I understand this very well. If you want to grab the headlines, you can compete for these five places!

"Okay, there are only five, just five, just rank according to the sales volume of newspapers last year!" The one who called out was an expatriate reporter from the Washington Post.

"Get out of here, of course, we must follow the principle of proximity. Our San Jose Messenger is indispensable!"

"Let's follow the balance sheet of the newspapers released last year. Our New York Financial News was invested by Rockefeller Oil Group and has a strong capital. We are willing to pay $200 to buy a spot for an auditor!" The bearded man, who had diarrhea just now, missed those wonderful scenes. This time, he was so regretful that he was blushing and took out US dollars to make up for his previous "loss".

"I agree with the principle of proximity. I just came here. I am from the San Francisco Chronicle..."

"Ah, you still want to compete for a quota? Everyone beat him up. It's just unscrupulous media like you who deliberately report false news in order to attract attention..."

Five attendees made these reporters fight. After beating the Chronicle reporter who was confused and rushed to Stevenson, they finally got to Stevenson Jr. and asked the police chief to give a fair judgment.

The five attendees were like five pieces of fat bacon, which made these reporters covetously. They did not hesitate to jealously, and they fought for a furious mouth...

As the incarnation of justice and justice, Stevenson Jr. gave a very equal and efficient solution: in ten minutes, the five newspapers with the most money can get five seats!

It seems that everything is money. In just ten minutes, the two major newspapers in San Francisco were defeated.

The top five newspapers are all large media companies on the East Coast of the United States. They have the support of the Financial Street consortium and are naturally rich and powerful, so who else can I do?

After obtaining the right to listen, the reporters from these five newspapers were all happy. Even the eyes of looking at the local reporters were full of disdain: Countryside, compare money with us? You are still too young!

For this reason, local San Francisco reporters were very angry and complained about the two major pillars of San Francisco Media: the Courier and the Chronicle.

It would be fine if you two giants usually suppress us, but now that outsiders are bullying, are you not saying anything?

How can you do it just by being in a nest?

The messenger was led by De Jong Wade himself, and he gave up the "bidding" and didn't say it. But the reporter of the Chronicle was extremely aggrieved: Wuwu, I want to bid. But who told me to get close to you to beat me indiscriminately? It's so late, is it easy for me to come here in a hurry? Wuwu, if you hit someone or not, my mouth will be swollen, how can I interview you later?

Do you still remember? When Long Hao was conducting a demonstration of salvage wreck in the afternoon, there was no Chronicle reporter in the reporter's team. At this time, their reporters appeared here, which only shows that the news that the Trade Harbor was blocked by naval gunboats had spread in San Francisco.

Yes. The Benson fleet has been blocked outside the harbor for almost two hours. Under Long Hao's secret push, it would be too unreasonable if a big newspaper like the Chronicle could not receive the news!

During the day, the San Francisco stock market had just experienced perhaps the most volatile and weirdest day since the invention of stocks. How many investors were crying and cursing, looking for the blame, and the San Francisco Chronicle, which issued false news, was the first to be hit. His editor-in-chief Parsons was already overwhelmed. So, when he heard that there was a gunboat blockade outside the Trade Port, where did he not send the most elite reporters? Even himself, he hurriedly left the official residence of the founder of the Chronicle Brothers De Yang, and personally rushed to follow up on this big news, strive to achieve good results, and rescued the Chronicle from the quagmire of being questioned and questioned by all parties.

Parsons De Yang's confidence is unquestionable. As long as he can squeeze into the circle, the reporter who led the lead would buy a hearing right no matter how much money he spent. However, he was beaten up by his angry colleagues and couldn't even squeeze in!

Since even the San Francisco Chronicle, which was almost nailed to the shame pillar of the media industry, could get the news that the gunboat blocked the harbor, then the rest of the interested people in the San Francisco area naturally knew it more clearly.

For example, after the closing, he was about to lead his somewhat sluggish financial team to go to nightlife for a happy nightlife, but when he learned the news, he immediately jumped up and threw down 10,000 dollars to his subordinates. He had already gotten on the carriage and rushed towards the trade port.

Before leaving, the experienced T.K Morgan left a message saying that these traders should not play too crazy at night, and there may be even more difficult battles to fight tomorrow!

The sudden departure of Boss made the financial team a little at a loss, and the words without any beginning and end made them wonder: What kind of bad battles are there to fight tomorrow? The opening of tomorrow, we will wait and see the stock price of the Earl sector soar! Anyway, the stocks of the Earl sector in the market have been almost divided, and there is no room for manipulation!

These traders are only focused on the market, so they naturally don’t understand Boss’s intentions. But as the “thug” of the financial sector that Long Hao relies most now, Morgan was shocked by the major incident of gunboat blockade.

Why is it such a coincidence?

Young Master Long left a note and just asked me to take stocks, when the US Navy's gunboat appeared on the port?

Could it be that the young master deliberately arranged it?

In order to make the stocks of the Earl sector plummet!?

t.k The more Morgan thinks, the more likely he feels. The more he thinks, the more excited he feels, and repeatedly urges the carriage to be faster and faster. Only by rushing to the scene as soon as possible can you know the young master’s real plan!

Some are excited, while others are ecstatic.

"Look, let him act arrogantly and make enemies everywhere. Now, I finally encountered a bad plan? Father. Do you still insist on supporting him?"

"Ahem, in Gen, things are not as simple as you imagined. Hongmen can only grow stronger by relying on him."

"But now, the American gunboats are blocked at the door, and he is no longer able to protect himself!"

"Don't make a sarcasm, go prepare a car, and we'll go to the harbor."

Some are ecstatic, some are worried.

Lelan Stanford pulled Stevenson, Old Man: "How do you plan to deal with the Navy's people later? Don't tell me, you plan to compromise!"

Old Stevenson smiled bitterly and looked at Leland: "Mr. Stanford, don't worry, am I like such a person without character? Lord Earl has made outstanding contributions to the city, and I will not easily sell him."

Lilan has been a long time to become Long Hao's group. Naturally, he didn't know that Old Stevenson was actually Long Hao's lackey, so when he heard the news that the naval gunboat blocked the harbor, he rushed over to find Old Stevenson and put pressure on him.

Lelan Stanford is now reentering the political arena. With his qualifications, skills and funds, he has already had a considerable power and a high status in the Democratic Party in a short period of time. His current position is a member of parliament. Therefore, he is not polite to Stevenson, a mayor of a city with a "shallow qualification".

"Hmph, I'll go with you, wait for me, I'll find a hat!"

Lelan was still worried in the end and insisted on listening to the conversation between Old Stevenson and Clim.

Some people are worried, and some are worried. For example, Long Hao, he is very worried now: finding a woman to put on makeup is simply my biggest mistake in this game!

"I said, my dears, I just want to wear makeup and be more haggard and lose my soul. I don't have to spend so much time, right?"

Long Hao sat on a wooden chair, with busy Ai Shili in front of him, and aside him was the same busy Yuaner.

The two confidants were holding makeup props that were enough to make the alchemist dazzled, and they tossed back and forth on Long Hao's face, neck, hair, and collar.

Long Hao is like a puppet, at his mercy, or like a painting board, allowing two female painters to splash ink on it and paint as they please.

"Of course not. You are our man. Even if you want to be decadent and lose your mind, you must be different!"

Ai Shili used an eyebrow pencil to click on Long Hao's eyebrows for the 782nd time, shook her head and said seriously.

"Yes, Sister Ai's words are reasonable. Master, what is your identity now? The weather vane of zss! You are so haggard that you look fashionable. Come on, be good, don't move your head, let Yuan'er make up for you..."

Yuan'er held a piece of powder pad the size of a palm, dipped it in whitening powder while slapped Long Hao's face hard while slapped it.

Her eyes were gentle, as if she was back to her childhood, who was not very sensible young master: Oh, time flies so fast, and the little ones at that time are so big now, and at night, they are so good at bullying and tossing people...

As the first wife was a woman, Yuaner thought about it, as if she had applied rouge to herself, her face and cheeks were red like a setting sun.

"Don't apply so much powder. I am so tall and handsome, and I am a little white-faced. Isn't it a joke?"

Long Hao felt that he was going to fight back, otherwise he would be killed by these two girls!

"Why can't you do it after applying powder?"

Ai Shili frowned and snorted, "You are an earl, a nobleman! In Europe, nobles have to be powdered on their faces. No one has ever laughed at them!"

"Yes, Master, you think, if the powder on your face falls off, will it better reflect your fear?" Yuan'er held back her smile and said intriguingly.

After helping with ZSS company for so long, Yuan'er's fashion taste is very different from the past. She is like a top-notch stylist. When it comes to makeup, she is quite substantial.

Long Hao was speechless for a moment. Knowing that these two girls were taking the opportunity to make a prank and revenge, he said viciously: "You can, when the young master has time, he must take off you all and spank each other, hum, um..."

A powder was almost stuffed into Long Hao's muttering mouth...

Such a young master is less majestic, but more boy-like intimacy, which is extremely rare. It is also extremely cute. This cuteness is also seen by Chini Caponela.

She was originally waiting outside Long Hao's 'dressing room', but when she heard that Krem had already met with old Mayor Stevenson, as agreed, she came to knock on the door to notify Long Hao.

"Come in!"

As soon as the dressing room was opened, even though Qi Ni had experienced the vicissitudes of life and was full of vicissitudes, she couldn't help laughing when she saw Long Hao's appearance. The charm of that smile was not as good as the 30s, but she was completely a watery, pink and tender girl in her early twenties.

Because Qi Ni was not wearing a veil, her beautiful face as smirking as a silver bell not only made Long Hao stunned, but even Ai Shili and Yuan'er who looked at him later were also lost: This old woman is so... so beautiful!

If Chini Caponela makes her laugh, Long Hao's appearance can naturally be described as funny. His hair is messy, and his originally pretty face is covered with inferior yellow powder. When his muscles shake, it will fall apart. His eyes are deep, his lips are dry, and his collar is turned in a mess. He is in a decadent boy who is in a state of dismay and has a hunger strike!

It is more heartbreaking than cuteness. At least our Madame Caponela had an impulse at a certain moment, wanting to hug the tall big boy into his arms and comfort him.

Otherwise, what about the wife of the Tai-Ku?

Although he knew that the other party was dressing up like this on purpose, the contrast was too strong. Now Long Hao, who has no point in crossing the sea to save the beauty and ordering the ship to sink?

After concentrating, Chini said the purpose of her visit, and at the end she added a little worriedly: "Sir Earl, do you want to deliberately show weakness when you dress like this so that the gunboats outside the harbor will be removed first?"

Long Hao crashed five American destroyers alone. Chini Caponela was an insider. It was because of this that she vaguely guessed that the six terrifying battleships were here to seek revenge. Although Long Hao had done a very clean hand before, this was the mentality of being a thief. If he did something bad, the miserable came to him and was always worried.

"Thank you, Madam...Puff!"

Long Hao grinned, but the powder fell into his mouth, causing him to cough again with anger. Qi Ni was stunned for a moment, covered her mouth again, shaking her delicate body, and laughed beautifully.

"Two stinky girls, put on me like this, and I will deal with you well afterwards!"

Long Hao spitted out the powder from his mouth, half-true and half-false glared at Ai Shili and Yuan'er who were giggling, and then said to Chini: "Madame Caponela, you don't have to worry, everything is in my control, and you just just watch the show next! The navy's messenger is here, right? I'll go there now, his ultimate goal is me. Without me as the protagonist, everything will not be fun, and the script cannot continue."

After saying that, Long Hao suddenly took Qi Ni's little hand and walked out naturally.

Chini Caponela was stunned. Her first reaction was to break free. However, she immediately thought of Long Hao choked by the pink slag just now, and she felt happy again. She pretended not to know, and the back of her crystal clear earlobes was slightly red, and she let him hold her: This Earl of Beihai is just a child...

After explaining the reactions of all parties, we turned our attention back to Krim.

Time was delayed for a while. At about 10 o'clock in the evening, Stevenson and his group of policemen were escorting Crim, and the group of reporters who had photographed or failed to "audit the right to listen", came to a large warehouse in a mighty manner.

There are many such large warehouses in commercial terminals and are usually used to store large items of goods. At this time, under the night sky, the door of the warehouse was closed, but a lot of light was revealed through the cracks and windows of the door.

Obviously, it was bright inside, that is, the conversation between Krim and the mayor would be held in this place if nothing unexpected happens.

At this moment, the reporters were a little stunned because it was completely different from their idea: Shouldn’t such an important and confidential conversation be held in a gloomy and narrow little room? If the conversation was such a big and bright warehouse, then... what happened to the ‘just five’ listening rights?

Such a large warehouse can accommodate everyone in terms of space!

Stevenson Jr. received the money, and was happy. He was proud and smiling on his face. He stopped and turned to the reporters and said, "I just received a notice from the mayor. Because the naval gunboat blockade of the harbor was too big. He considered it and decided to announce it to the whole United States. His conversation with Captain Krem will also be released to newspapers across the United States at the same time! So, the position that was not enough was enough now. Reporter, we need you to write an instant press release, manipulate those telegraph machines, and send the conversation here back to major cities in the United States as soon as possible!"

As soon as Stevenson Jr. finished speaking, the reporters were stunned at first, and then there was an uproar.

Damn, this is a scam that goes back on one's word, a naked scam!

I just sold the five "sparse" auditor's rights, but now the money you collect in your pocket is still very active, but suddenly I changed my words and became that all reporters can listen!?
Chapter completed!