People are forced out, and all the things we may think will be difficult for us, in the face of extreme despair and extreme hope, there is nothing that humans cannot do.
Mark quickly assumed the role of real boss. He first asked the Legal Department to sue newspapers that violated the agreement, especially those in Kansas. At the same time, other newspapers that had not done much were invited to come to the imperial capital to join the revolution.
Now that Kansas has proposed a union-like organization like the "Newspaper Alliance", it is already difficult to suppress this trend at this time. If John hadn't been in a coma, if Arthur and those uncles and aunts hadn't tried every means to divide the family's interests, if there hadn't been the mastermind behind it all, this wouldn't have been a necessary option. But the situation Mark faced already met all the requirements, so that was all he could do.
Instead of allowing those small newspapers to form a newspaper alliance with the George family as their target, it would be better for Mark to take the initiative to organize the newspaper alliance himself, and he would be the chairman. In fact, this is not much different from before. If anyone wants to get a press release from a feature agency, they can do so for a fee. It's not buying, it's paid. After all, it takes time, manpower and material resources to interview a news and write a press release that conforms to social values and people like it. If you want, you can get paid.
Buying and paid actually mean the same thing, but paid sounds much better.
At the same time, a whole new category will be added, that is, exchange. Mark has actually had this idea for a long time. The special news agency is indeed very powerful. In addition to the hundreds of reporters and writers in the imperial capital, there are also thousands of foreign reporters searching for news throughout the empire.
There are many things happening in this world every day, so many, many things. It is impossible for the foreign reporters of the special news agency to cover them all, and there will definitely be some that are missed. Then exchanging the press releases of the special press agency for the omitted press releases from other regions will greatly improve the authority and coverage of the special press agency. At the same time, the exchange of news is not a transaction of money, and more newspapers can accept this.
As long as he secures his position as the chairman of the newspaper alliance and restores the special features office as soon as possible, the glory of the George family will not be lost!
When an industry monopoly giant starts to exert its power, people can see why the giant is feared. Lawyer letters and court summonses flew to Kansas like snowflakes. At the same time, many invitations appeared in front of almost all newspaper presidents. Faced with this sudden "attack", Mark grew up He has learned a lot and matured a lot.
Maybe he would be happier without Arthur.
"It looks like my father is dying." Arthur was wearing a pink shirt, a white coat, and a pair of white rhinoceros leather shoes. Of course, there were two rhino horns on them, which represented "luxury goods." He was sitting astride the sofa, his blond hair curled inward from the top, and wearing purple sunglasses that covered half of his face. He looked no different from those popular movie stars. While picking up the non-existent dust between his nails with a nail clipper, he pursed his lips and said, "My father is so old. It will definitely be difficult for him to survive this time. He may return to the embrace of God at any time."
He didn't seem to care at all how bad the words he said were. Due to the long-term cold war between father and son and the brainwashing of uncles and aunts, the relationship between Arthur and John was almost gone. What was maintained was the apparent father-son relationship. When Arthur heard that Mr. John was unconscious, he was surprised for a moment normally, and then a smile appeared on his face.
If the old guy doesn't die, how can he get his share
Wait for the old man to give it to him
Maybe he wouldn’t give it to Mark or Nasha!
So uncle is right, some things can be pretended not to be seen, for example, Mark is now in charge of the entire family. But there are some things that not only need to be seen, but also fought for, such as the rights that belong to him.
Mark's face was very ugly. Things outside had already made him anxious. Unexpectedly, Arthur suddenly jumped out at this time and said such words. How could he not be angry? He just snorted angrily and lowered his head to look at the documents on the table, not looking at the guy in front of him at all.
Mark didn't want to talk to Arthur, but Arthur would not let Mark go. "I know that the family's situation is a bit special now. Those low-class people are trying to challenge our status, so in order to avoid sudden accidents, should we first write down the will?" The procedure has been carried out, and then it will be released unanimously?”
Although Arthur's previous words were very presumptuous and very unpleasant, they were not unreasonable. Mr. John suddenly fell into a coma at such an old age. Even the doctors felt that he had little chance of recovery. It was entirely up to God when he would leave this world, so he could not say anything out of the ordinary.
But the last sentence is too much, because Mr. John is still alive and entering the will process in advance, isn't that a curse that Mr. John will not wake up and will die
Mark slammed the table so hard that the pen on the table jumped twice. Arthur was also frightened and trembled, "Do you listen to what you said is what a person should say? You are actually here Are you expecting your father to die? I’m telling you, as long as your father doesn’t die, your plan to divide the family will never be completed. That’s what I’m saying!” Mark gasped and pointed at the office door and yelled, "Get out, get out, don't let me see your disgusting face again!"
"Are you saying what people say? You actually asked your brother to get out of your room?" Arthur put the exquisite nail clippers into the pocket of his coat. He took off his glasses without a smile, revealing A handsome face. He looks much smaller than Mark, maybe because of the makeup or the maintenance. His life is much happier than Mark's. He changes his female companion every week, never has to worry about business matters, and gets millions in equity dividends every year, so it may make him look younger.
He held the sunglasses in his hand, pointed at Mark with his sunglasses instead of his fingers, and poked him a few times from a distance, "Let me see how arrogant you can be, you are as disgusting as your mother!", after saying that He turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Mark with red eyes and clenched fists.
After leaving Mark's office, Arthur quickly found the lawyer who had been serving Mr. John, one of the shareholders of Virtue Law Firm, who had specialized in serving the George family for more than twenty years.
For Mark, the lawyer did not show any disgust. He is a real "worker" and will not bring personal feelings or other people's personal feelings into his work attitude. He took the initiative to pull out a chair for Arthur and poured coffee, "Can I help you?"
Arthur was so angry that he took off his sunglasses and threw them on the table. "I'm afraid the old man won't wake up. Can we complete the will process in advance?"
The lawyer raised his eyebrows, shook his head and sat across from Arthur, carefully explaining to him the legal common sense related to wills and inheritances. This procedure can only be started after the death of the person concerned and verification by the court. Otherwise, the court will prohibit any property division procedure. Therefore, even if Mr. John will remain in a coma until his death, as long as he does not see God for a day, no one else will be able to get his hands on his property and money.
"Is there no other way?" Arthur was a little annoyed. People outside were plotting against the George family. The old man was unconscious. It was possible that Arthur's money would become someone else's before the old man saw God. If this incident hadn't happened and those people hadn't jumped out to challenge the George family's status, he wouldn't have been so anxious. After all, he had to maintain his face.
He was able to think of so many things. In fact, it was not Arthur who was encouraged by their uncles and aunts as Mark guessed. It was Arthur who met a rich man when he was entertaining outside last night, and that person reminded him. .
Returning to his villa from the manor, Arthur looked indignant. These people were all going against him. It was simply abominable!
He looked around irritably, suddenly thought of something, picked up the phone, and dialed a number, "Qiao? Come out tonight, I'll treat you. I have something to tell you."
At night, Dufo walked into an entertainment venue wearing flashy clothes like a gold medal prodigal. His nose was immediately filled with various perfumes. These skilled women are not much different from those hundreds of years ago. , still like to use perfume to cover up the special smell on their bodies. He didn't like it here, but he had to appear here because Du Lin assigned him a task.
The girls surrounded Dufo enthusiastically, so much so that some of the guests looked sideways. Actually, these girls couldn't be blamed. It's true that money is a good thing, but when it comes to selling one's skills, it's better if the other party is a handsome young man like Dufo, than those middle-aged men whose system is not much worse than that of a wild boar.
Surrounded by the girls, Dover entered the most exclusive private room, and Arthur was already inside.
"You guys go out first, we have something to talk about." Arthur glared, and the girls left the room with some reluctance, and the room suddenly became quiet. He waved and patted the sofa next to him, "Come and sit."
"Why do you think you want to treat us?" After sitting down, Dufo took out the handmade Paradise from the capital of Shengya and the customized Blue Dragon lighter from his pocket. He glanced at Arthur sideways. , then took a breath and relaxed all over.
Arthur knew it was good stuff when he smelled it. He sighed sadly, then stretched out his hand, "Here, give me one too, I need to relieve my worries!"
(End of chapter)