Chapter 480: Law [2]
The applause in the manor startled Mr. John, who was lost in thought, and a slight change ...... appeared on his face.
That's right, the Press Union!
A thing that he didn't like very much, but now it has become a life-saving straw, making him sigh a little that he is indeed old.
He was well aware of the shortcomings of the George family, and all of this depended on the unique position of the Feature Press in the newspaper industry - without the Feature Press, many newspapers would not have been able to produce enough newspapers to fill eight pages. So newspapers elsewhere have to subscribe to feature publishers, or buy press releases to fill their own blank pages. At the same time, in order to maximize the interests of the family, Mr. John established the industry rule that only "partners" could buy press releases from feature publishing agencies.
What is a Partner?
To put it simply, the newspaper in which he holds a stake is the real partner.
Under such industry rules, the George family was able to become the monopolist of the industry it is today, a huge trust-like enterprise. At the same time, this also makes the bill passed today sow the root of the family, because this bill is obviously aimed at the George family. The George family's control of the entire industry through its stake in the vast majority of newspapers and sources would inevitably violate the brand-new law.
At the same time, Mr. John realized that Mark's way of cracking provided a perfect way for the George family to spend their time, and that was the Newspaper Union.
Absorb the funds of most newspapers and let them hold shares in the Feature Press, cross-shareholding, so that they are not manipulated, and they are equal to the George family in terms of status and status, and they are all shareholders of the Feature Press. There may be a large gap in the proportion of equity in this, but there is no imperial law that supports large shareholders and not minority shareholders.
He immediately beckoned to the butler, and after sitting for a while he felt that his legs had begun to go numb, and it was not so easy to stand up with his own strength. Without the call, he would move his legs and slowly stand up, his dignity and pride not allowing him to appear so weak and incompetent. But in the face of a huge threat, this personal gain and loss is no longer in his heart.
The Press Union must be formed before the dust settles, and the new law must be devastated to the George family!
The butler grabbed his arm and helped him up, he took a few steps and raised his palm to stop the butler from continuing to support him, "We don't have time, push the wheelchair over." ”
When there was another round of applause in the open space outside the building, Mark excitedly took off his coat and hung it on his chair. The meeting was a success, no, it should be said that Mark's charisma and more avant-garde ideas have been successful since the beginning of the family business, and he has been very popular with the presidents of these newspapers.
Just now, Mark came up with an idea that no one had ever heard of before, called sharing.
"What is sharing?", he rolled up his sleeves, it was already October, the weather in the north was enough for two or three clothes, but he only wore a shirt, and rolled up his sleeves, and the steaming moisture on his body made him look very hot.
He is indeed hot, excited hot, he has the illusion of returning to the classroom, instilling his own ideas and knowledge, but this is not a classroom, and it is not the students who are sitting, these people are listening carefully, which makes him more excited, and naturally it will be hotter.
"To share is to share together. The newspaper industry needs progress, development, reform and innovation. Whether it's the way it is in the traditional sense, or the model of today, we need to find something new. And what I want to say about sharing is a completely new concept, and I think this will also be the first thing after the establishment of the newspaper alliance, which is to build a high-speed and sound information network. ”
He pointed to the east, "Now there's a robbery in the east, we may need to find out tomorrow or even the day after tomorrow." But joining a newspaper alliance and joining a sharing program is different. As soon as possible, this news will appear on your desktop, providing enough highlights for the evening newspaper. I know you're going to be thinking about what good it would do me if I provided news like that?"
"That's what we need to talk about next, and that's the points system. Based on the points earned from sharing, we will allocate the total revenue of the Press Union each year based on the matching ratio......"
Mark suddenly noticed that many people's eyes shifted to him, and he was talking about Xingtou, and it was indeed a little uncomfortable to be interrupted, but the moment he turned his head, his hair was about to stand on end.
"Father...... Dear?"
Mr. John waved his hand, and he sat down in Mark's seat, "You go on, I'm very interested in your idea, and if it works, it will make a difference in the whole world!"
This sentence is not John talking about the scene, from Mark's brief speech just now he has seen a different way of monopolizing the industry, a way of "monopoly" in which many people participate. This approach has the firewall that the George family needs, and it also allows the George family to bury their real roots deep in the earth, just like the tycoons in other industries.
There is no doubt that if this set of points can be implemented, it will be the George family who will benefit the most, because the George family controls the most extensive and popular news network in the empire. Someone else may take some of the money, but the George family will get more and be more secure.
Mark retracted his shocked expression, and he found the same shock on the faces of the others, which made him sigh at the prestige of Mr. John's business and the certainty that he would carry out his own set of ideas.
He had just said a word, and someone interrupted him again.
Only this time, it wasn't Mr. John, but a senior agent of the Imperial Police Investigation Agency.
Two guys wearing black trench coats, sunglasses and yarmulr hats showed up at the meeting. They were followed by bodyguards hired by the George family to maintain order and protect the meeting, and one of them took off his sunglasses and hat as he walked, and showed his ID, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Mark...... Mr. John, I'm Senior Agent Tom of the General Directorate of Investigations of the Imperial Police, and this is my colleague, Senior Agent Jerry. ”
"The Supreme Court of the Reich has heard 17 indictments alleging that the George family illegally controlled the newspaper industry and made illegal profits. In accordance with the first paragraphs 1 and 7 of the Anti-Trade Manipulation Act, which has just been passed today, the Supreme Court of the Reich considers that there is indeed such a situation and that Mr. John's cooperation in our investigation is required. ...... else", he looked at the crowd at the scene, "I want to ask a question, has your rally been declared to the town hall?"
According to the laws of the Empire, more than two hundred people who are not related to each other by blood or affiliation are gathered together and need to be reported to the town hall. This law was enacted for decades, originally to control the people who often attacked the nobility in droves, when more than ten people gathered to report to the sheriff and be searched and searched, but the law has not been abolished.
There are always things that you don't usually use, and you may not need them for a lifetime, but as long as you use them once, they can work wonders.
In today's society, let alone 200 people, 2,000 people who are not related by blood or affiliation are often gathered together - ball games. Thousands of people sit together at each game, and the organizers of the game are not seen going to the town hall to report such a large "gathering".
Again, there is nothing useless, just see if you can use it.
Tom looked at these people with a regretful expression, "Who is the organizer?"
Mark gritted his head and faced the guy, "Me, what's the matter?"
"Has this rally been applied, has the town hall approved it?", Tom's tone was not stern, but the content was aggressive. Mark shook his head, and Tom continued, "Then please come with us for a while, and the meeting will continue after the inquiries at the town hall are over." He put his hat back on his head and smiled, "Please, Mr. John, Mr. Mark." ”
"Can I wait until the morning meeting is over before I go to your place, or the town hall?", Mark added, "This meeting is important to me, to my father, and to the entire George family. ”
Tom didn't give Mark the slightest affection, still smiled and said, "My work is also very important!"
"Yes, your work is indeed important, but you will have the friendship of the George family!", Mr. John helped Mr. Butler to his feet, and walked into Senior Agent Tom on crutches, "Will the friendship of the George family be more important than your work?"
Tom was not at all pleased or annoyed, and asked with great interest, "Do you mean, do you give me any favor?"
Mr. John laughed, "No, no, I didn't say that, it's just your understanding. ”
"Then why did I get the friendship of the George family?"
Mr. John's expression gradually cooled a little, and he said in a very confident tone, "Because my name is John, John George." ”
"Finished?", Tom shook his head, "Now you can choose to leave with me, or let me handcuff you and leave." The George family, this is the imperial capital, Mr. John, and the only family here is the royal family!", his hand had already lifted the trench coat, and as soon as John shirked a word, he would take out the handcuffs and carry out his task.
John's face had turned pale, he snorted coldly, and staggered to the door of the manor. Mark was a little unacceptable, and a little decadent took his coat and walked over.
Seeing Mr. John and Mark being taken away by senior agents, the inner world of the presidents of these newspapers was gently plucked by an invisible force.