American Fortune Life

Pete Kaplan is still very concerned about being able to give an exclusive interview to the president. Generally, those who can get this opportunity are some big media, such as the New York Times, The Wall Street Journal, and so on. Niubi, that's just Manhattan. Even now, starting to expand to the surrounding states, it will not be a huge sales for a while.

However, after several consecutive scandals broke out in the last few months, the credibility and influence of the newspapers have reached a new level. They have a neutral point of view, speak only with facts and speak with data, and do not easily have biased views. After all, they are weekly magazines. The timeliness of the news is not as good as the daily newspapers that are issued every day. In addition to the freedom of thought of the American emperor, many things are benevolent and wise, and it is more appropriate to leave the decision power to the reader.

"Boss, I received a message from a secret informant. I don't know if I should tell you ..." Peter Kaplan, who spoke with Andy for a while, suddenly became mute , And listening to the tone is very tangled.

Andy suddenly burst into his heart. To be honest, he really didn't like to hear Pete's report. It was too bad. If he said badly, he would kill people, but since he asked it like this, things must not be too small. And he also gave him power, some scandals made him consider the report himself, and now ask himself, Andy is really hehe.

Taking a deep breath, he asked gently: "Who!"

"Debord in Washington ..."

The word of the name Andy one day, the liver trembled, and suddenly interrupted Pete Kaplan, saying loudly: "STOP! FXXK! Let's not touch! It will die! God ..."

Pete Kaplan's complexion became dark, and a document bag in his hand was a little trembling. Listening to Andy's curse on the phone, he couldn't help but swallow his mouth, quietly waiting for his little boss to vent his anger. Finish.

"Who ... whee ... have you ever seen the document? Damn, since you asked me, how could you have never seen it! How many big people are involved ... forget it, you don't have to call again, keep it sealed Let others go for this horse honeycomb, let's not touch it. Even if it is the biggest scandal in 10 years, we don't report it, it will kill many people ... "

"... Okay, okay, boss, I know what to do, just the informant?"

"Wow!" Andy stood up from the bathtub, his face was very ugly, dragged a bath towel, wiped a few casually, put a pack around his waist, sneered and said: "If this informant is important to you If so, tell him that this has not happened. Of course, he can continue to invest in other newspapers to exchange money. As long as there is a fate, once the FBI comes to the door, we will not protect him and go to his son-in-law's protection policy! "

"Cough ..." Pet Kaplan coughed and laughed, but his face was very ugly. It seems that his boss knows this woman's deeds. Does the boss know her, well, it is very likely.

Andy did not know that his subordinates had slandered him in his heart, and after calming down his emotions, he continued to ask, "What else? I just want to hear the good news!"

"Ahem ... haha, yes, there is good news, we will have an interview with Scarlett Johnson tomorrow afternoon ... wow!" busy tone.

Andy threw the phone on the bed in his bedroom with a bitter smile, and shook his head, "Nima, this Pete is a dead pit! I really want to fire him !!!"

To be honest, he won't touch the scandal that Pete just said, because there are too many offending people, and maybe it will pit the Smith family's political resources.

Take a satellite phone out of the drawer on one side, dial the number, and after the connection, it will soon be connected.

"Grandpa, I received a copy of Deborah Bavri in my newspaper. It has been pressed down by me. My newspaper will not touch it, but since someone has already released evidence outside, it is not far from the disclosure. Now, that's all I can do ... "

For a long time, Andy pouted his lips, hung up the satellite phone, and was relieved. All he could do was to prepare the old man first.

Deborah Bavrey, known as Old Washington! !! Alas.

For 13 years, the Y-selling group she ran has provided services to tens of thousands of senior officials in Washington. At her home in California, Buffray arranged gzhao girls by phone for customers in Washington, DC, Baltimore, and northern Virginia. Most of these customers were Washington politics.

The reason Andy knew her, because he also had this woman's business card, but he had never called it. Nima, once the scandal broke, it was more terrible than the scandal he pulled down the Elephant Party leader.

Assistant Secretary of State, Member of Parliament, military officer, World Bank staff, International Monetary Fund manager. . .

Andy didn't dare to think about it anymore, but he also understood that once this kind of thing started, it couldn't be suppressed. He had heard the introduction. Most of her girls were college students and women Soldiers, policemen, white-collar workers, and government employees are all real jobs.

If you say that Andy couldn't move before, he must have moved, but he had a vague memory of the past life, knowing that the United States had one of the largest modern peach scandals in the modern era, and that the head had committed "suicide" in prison, and the evidence was left to the woman. Attorney, this dead lawyer holds evidence to be exposed all day long, and he has to publish the existence of the brush, rushing on the road to death.

To be honest, Andy couldn't guarantee that his grandfather was also one of the customers, but involving 147 government agencies, he didn't dare to take the risk, let alone report the news, maybe the scenery was unlimited for a while, but Being so jealous of so many people, their Smith family may not be easy to use, it is better to take advantage of this opportunity.

After all, this kind of convening scandal, to be honest, many of them can't be killed with a single stick. When the wind passes, huh, huh, you can kill people when you look back.

He's not a superman. He doesn't have such a good mouth. He dares to show all the limelight. Such a deadly act of firing a map cannon, let others do it!

Andy, who had just put on a set of cotton casual clothes, twitched his fingers slightly, walked out of the cloakroom, picked up the ringing mobile phone from the bed, and saw that the caller ID was Ivana, and immediately picked up.

"Well, okay, I see. It's okay. See you tomorrow night!"

Andy shook his head with a bitter smile, and Nima returned to New York for only a few hours, and nothing happened.

It looks like I'm going to stay alone tonight!

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