Xia Shang turned around and walked towards the receptionist at the door.

Seeing that the visitor was well-dressed, whether it was temperament or conversation, he didn't look like an ordinary person, so the receptionist didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly stretched out his right hand inside, and said respectfully: "No problem, please come with me." ”

Then, led by the receptionist, Xia Shang walked through the corridor and came to the door of an office.

"At that time, Mr. Camille should be working inside." The receptionist said as he knocked softly on the door.

"Please come in." A calm, powerful voice rang out from the other side of the door.

"You can talk, if you have something, please feel free to contact me." The receptionist held the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open, waiting for Xia Shang to enter the office and close the door intimately.

As soon as he walked in, the first thing that caught Xia Shang's eyes was the fragrant posters on the wall, the scale was so large that it was jaw-dropping, and the second was the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk, with Erlang's legs crossed and holding a cigar to enjoy the photo, the man looked quite thin and thin, like a sugar cane that had been drained, and a black suit of normal size looked a little wide on him.

"What's the matter with me?" Camille took away his cigar, raised his head and exhaled a puff of smoke, looking at Xia Shang with a little doubt in his eyes.

"Are you mainly engaged in celebrity gossip or commercial finance?"

Xia Shang looked around and asked curiously.

"Anyway, I'm not a political party newspaper, as long as it can attract attention and have some controversial content, it will appear in my newspaper." Camille picked up his cigar again and began to swallow the clouds, "What? Do you have something of value on hand? Rest assured, those who know me well know that I am generous, and I will give you a price you can't refuse. ”

You know, the newspaper industry is on the rise, and there are at least hundreds of newspapers and periodicals in Los Angeles alone, although printing newspapers is like printing money, which is extremely profitable, but at the same time the competition is extremely fierce, so it has given rise to so-called private reporters, and some private reporters can even make a fortune with a sexy photo of Marilyn Monroe.

Of course, the premise is that the photo is private enough and has not been circulated.

So Camille mistakenly thought that Xia Shang was also a member of the private reporters, after all, Xia Shang seemed to be the son of the American upper class, and a guy like this usually had access to many things that outsiders could not touch, but ordinary people were very interested in.

Occasionally, when they are short of money, they will exchange things for dollars, which Camille has long been accustomed to, but it must be said that he likes to do business with such people the most, because it only costs a small amount of money to sell dozens or even millions of more newspapers.

"I'm not here to sell things, I want to buy things."

Xia Shang said with a smile.

"Buying something? What to buy? Camille frowned, his tone impatient.

"Your newspaper." Xia Shang looked into Camille's eyes and stretched out his right hand to the other party at the same time.

Camille just wanted to shout to drive out the arrogant madman in front of him, but his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out, and the next second, he stood up with a sluggish expression, walked in front of Xia Shang, and held Xia Shang's outstretched hand, "Mr. Jervis, it is my honor to give you the newspaper, and you are welcome to be my boss." ”

Xia Shang smiled, let go of his hand, passed by Camille, and sat on the office chair that originally belonged to Camille.

Immediately afterwards, Camille summoned all the employees, and in front of them, in the astonishment of everyone, announced that the newspaper would henceforth be taken over by Xia Shang and renamed the daily newspaper.

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In the following week, many people chose to unsubscribe because of the name change of the newspaper, but the vast majority of newspaper subscribers did not care about this matter, after all, the content of the newspaper has not changed, just changed the name, not to mention that the daily newspaper sounds good, and the price has dropped a little, compared to other newspapers, it is simply economical.

In the office of the president of the Weiss newspaper, Xia Shang sat at his desk, holding a list of newspapers and periodicals and fell into deep thought.

"How much does it cost to acquire them." He circled a few small newspapers on the list with a pen and asked Camille on the side.

Camille thought for a moment and replied, "You have to prepare at least five million dollars before you can buy them." ”

Million... Xia Shang leaned back in his chair, he couldn't take out that much money, to be honest, he had 30,000 US dollars on him, not including the newspaper's money.

"Just find an excuse to help me make an appointment with all the newspaper owners circled on the list." You have to eat one bite at a time, Xia Shang knows this truth very well, and the movement is too big at once, and it is easy to be targeted by the US government.

Xia Shang wasn't afraid that the U.S. government would trouble him, he just didn't want to provoke the U.S. government like Magneto, in case the Sentinel was developed in advance, then the timeline he was in would disappear.

The risk was too great, and Xia Shang didn't want to take this risk.

"I'll do it now." Camille took the list and turned to leave the office.

"Now it's your turn to perform."

Xia Shang faced forward, but two streams of black liquid flowed out behind him, like an oil-like liquid, which gathered on the left and right sides of the office chair respectively, and after wriggling and expanding, it soon took on a human form, one of them raised the star-striped banner behind him, showing a sunny and confident smile, while the other was wearing a black trench coat with a solemn expression, giving people a feeling of not smiling.

"Go make trouble, the bigger the movement, the better."

Xia Shang believes that in the United States, there will always be a market for heroic stories.

He got up and walked out of the office, came to the editorial office, found the editor-in-chief, Ziprian, and instructed him: "Post a recruitment notice on the newspaper page, preferably a researcher who is proficient in genes, or something related to genes, such as a doctor of biology or something, the monthly salary starts at 50,000 US dollars, and there is no cap, by the way, let's say that we are recruiting people for a pharmaceutical company." ”

"How many pages do you need to use? Too much can cause displeasure among subscribers. Tsiprian asked.

"A small piece will do."

After explaining this, Xia Shang began to continue the road of acquisition, but this time he was not eyeing a newspaper, but a pharmaceutical company, of course, as before, he still chose a pharmaceutical company that was not well-known, but had complete equipment and personnel, and renamed it Jervis Pharmaceutical Company.

He first brainwashed several leading researchers, and then handed them the formula for compound five, and asked them to develop a finished product as quickly as possible.

"The formula is very complicated, and some of the raw materials are under the jurisdiction of the US government, but as long as you are willing to pay for it, you can still get it, but if you want to develop the No. 5 compound above, I'm afraid it will take at least three months or even more than half a year." Dr. Alec looked at the formula in his hand, a little embarrassed.

(End of chapter)