Chapter 1: The Liberty Daily
Liberty Daily, located in Manhattan, New York, is mainly responsible for reporting gossip news and celebrity scandals all year round. It is one of the most upper-medium newspapers in New York with a lower circulation than the lower circulation.
"Boss, the directors have arrived, you can see if you can hold a meeting." A big black man knocked on the door and said respectfully at the back-facing figure inside the table.
"Done?" The chair behind the luxurious desk turned around, and the face of a young and somewhat mature European and American white man was revealed, and he was seen with a playful face: "Then let's start." ”
The young man stood up, took the top hat and cane from his men, and led the way out.
In the conference room of the Liberty Daily, several directors are talking to each other.
"Who is convening this meeting today? How inexplicable is notified, is it Morpheus? A thin, seemingly overindulgent director asked.
"It doesn't seem to be, I heard that Morpheus's stock seems to have been transferred to someone else." The other shook his head in denial.
"Oh, when did the thing, how did I not hear the news." Several of the other directors around him were looking over the corner.
"I also found out through a friend from the local inspection agency." This director clearly has some way.
"Local inspectors?" The directors frowned, and the excessive shareholding seemed to have nothing to do with them.
"yes, Morpheus passed away 3 days ago. It seems to be a sudden illness, but I think I've heard something strange. "The well-informed director seems to have thought of something.
"Strange place?"
"There's been a lot of these things lately, and it seems that Crocker and Batum also died of a sudden illness."
At this moment, the door to the conference room was opened, and a group of people walked in. And the person in charge also surprised the people in the conference room, and couldn't help but say: "Anthony. Sturt! ”
"How so?"
"Why is he here?!"
The directors are now a little panicked.
The young European and American white man led by him took off the trench coat draped over his shoulders, handed over the cane and top hat to his subordinates, sat on the main seat, took out a cigar, motioned to his subordinates to light it, and said lightly: "It's been a long time, everyone, no, to be precise, it should have been 2 months no more." ”
"Why are you here! Anthony! Your family was expelled from the board of directors two months ago, and you don't have the right to enter here now. A director on the left glared angrily.
"Security!" The other director is more direct.
"Yes, lawyer," Anthony said lightly with a wave of his hand to the side.
A middle-aged white man with gold-rimmed glasses nodded and stepped forward from behind, then took out the relevant documents from his briefcase and gestured to the directors with his backhand: "I'm Anthony. Mr. Sturt's lawyer, Carl, here are the relevant legal documents for Mr. Anthony to hold 52% of the shares of Liberty Daily, so Mr. Anthony is now the largest shareholder of Liberty Daily, and has relevant legal interests. ”
"As for what these rights and interests are, I don't think I need to describe them one by one, after all, you are all the elites of the shopping mall." Anthony took over the conversation directly, looked at the directors in front of him, and said lightly.
"How is that possible?!" The well-informed director reacted and exclaimed, "Morpheus? Morpheus is your hand, right?! And Crocker and Batum. Otherwise you would never have so many shares! ”
"I don't understand what you're saying," Anthony sneered back in a chair, "Lawyer Carl, it looks like someone slandered me just now." ”
"Understood, I will arrange the relevant lawyer's letter to the other party in a while." Carl glanced at the director, then said respectfully.
"Damn!" The directors shouted and cursed.
"What do you want!" On the other side, a director said.
"What do I want?" Anthony looked at him and smiled, "I just want to prove one thing. ”
"What's the matter?"
"I want to prove that what belongs to me and what I lost, I will definitely get it back with my own hands!" Anthony leaned forward and said solemnly.
"So you're going to do it to Morpheus! You're breaking the rules! The director said angrily.
"I don't understand what you're saying," Anthony smiled, "and the shares in my hands are completely in compliance with the law." If you don't believe me, you can ask a lawyer. ”
Carl nodded approvingly.
"You!" The directors were indignant.
"Okay, so Chairman Anthony, what are you trying to do with this meeting? Do you show off your might at us? Another director, who seemed to be more prestigious, spoke.
"Of course not, the purpose of this meeting is to acquire the full amount of your shares, and then delist. It's enough for the Liberty Daily to have one owner, isn't it? Anthony smiled.
The light tone and arrogant attitude made all the directors very angry.
"What?"
"Don't you think about it!"
"I will never sell my shares!"
"Even if I had to sell it, I wouldn't sell it to you, Anthony!"
Anthony remained silent in the face of the angry speeches of the directors, and after waiting for a while, the conference room gradually quieted down, and Anthony said to one of the directors, who had been closing his eyes and not making a statement: "Director Thomas, what is your decision?" ”
"What's the purchase price?" Thomas opened his eyes and was silent for a moment, then glanced around and said with a gloomy expression.
"The market price will never let you suffer." Anthony understood.
"Yes, I'm willing to sell," Thomas let out a sigh of relief, "sign the contract!" ”
"What?"
"Thomas, how can you do this?"
"Did you really decide that?"
"You're not afraid of this little ghost."
The other directors looked at this traitor beside them and accused him angrily.
Anthony ignored the other directors who were clamoring and motioned for the lawyer to produce the relevant documents and sign the contract.
Seeing that Thomas had signed the relevant legal documents, Anthony stood up and stretched out his hand condescendingly: "I like smart people, there is a Chinese saying - those who know the times are handsome, and they are happy to cooperate." ”
"I just hope I don't see you anymore, Anthony. Sturt! Thomas stood up with a gloomy face and shook his hand.
"Of course, after all, I got everything I wanted, and weren't you silent at the time? Isn't it? Anthony smiled with an inexplicable smile.
"Don't go too far," Thomas glanced at the conference room, stepped out, and said lightly, "This is a country with a rule of law after all." ”
Seeing Thomas walk out of the conference room, Anthony smiled and faintly made a voice that only he could hear: "The rule of law? Who's to say it isn't. ”
Anthony turned his head and tapped lightly on the tabletop, and as Anthony tapped, the noise of the conference room directors gradually quieted down, and Anthony looked at the distorted faces in front of him and said, "Is there anyone else who wants to sign a contract now?" ”
"You dream, Anthony!" A director said.
"Want our shares, get ready for a hemorrhage!" Another director said.
"It's okay, then this meeting will end here, don't send it. Also, may you have a good night's sleep. Anthony tilted his head and smiled and waved.
"We'll see!"
"You're not going to get away with it!"
"What is the arrogance of the hairy boy!"
"Morpheus, they're not done yet! I'll inform my friends from the local inspection agencies to keep an eye on you! ”
Before leaving, the directors left behind a clamour.
"Carl," Anthony beckoned, "go and get the relevant legal documents ready." ”
"Understood." The lawyer retired.
"Thom, prepare to forcibly buy back the relevant shares," Anthony commanded another, "None of the problems that can be solved with money are not problems, are they?" ”
"Okay." Another subordinate went to get busy.
"All right, let's go," said Anthony, taking his top hat and cane, "next time I come, this place will be all his master, the real one!" ”
The group walked out of the newspaper office under the complicated eyes of the people in the newspaper office, got into the car, and slowly left the convoy composed of high-end cars.
Caesars Palace, located on the west side of Manhattan, is a newly opened large entertainment venue that integrates gambling, hotel and entertainment, and such a venue is ranked first in the whole of New York. Since its opening, it has been crowded with people, and it is a veritable gold cave.
The top 3 floors of Caesars Palace are the office floors and lounge floors of Anthony's related personnel, while the top floor is Anthony's home for himself.
Handing the servant a top hat, a cane, and a trench coat, Anthony entered the room.
"Brock, is the whole thing sorted out?" Anthony walked into the bar, poured himself a glass of red wine, and said lightly.
"It's been dealt with, and the people involved have now been summoned by the Lord." The black-clothed man named Bullock said respectfully.
"It was so blessed to be summoned by the Lord, by the way, I remember that there seemed to be a prosecutor who was quite interesting, did you deal with it?" Anthony took a few pieces of ice and put them in the wine.
"This ...... Boss," Bullock said hesitantly, "it's just ordinary people, and if we move the local prosecutors, the federal agents will go crazy." ”
"Just kidding," Anthony looked up and down at Bullock, and with a slight smile on his lips, he commanded, "All right, let's go down." ”
"Yes," Brock replied, then turned and opened the door and left the room.
"You're so timid, how can you mix it ...... black" Anthony drank all the red wine, looked at the night scene of Manhattan outside the window and said lightly: "You say yes, gin......"
"What does the boss mean?" Out of the dark corner came an Asian man in a black hat and black clothes.
"I'm going to see my father in prison tomorrow afternoon, and I hope to give him a perfect answer," Anthony said lightly.
"Understood," Gin disappeared into a dark corner.
"It's kind of interesting." Anthony looked out the window at the night view of New York and muttered, "Isn't it." ”