It was already ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and in an ordinary apartment in Burbank, Britney was sitting on the sofa, still blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
"...Miss Connery even let us take a helicopter. The Shell Villa is really beautiful from the air. Also, the glass curtain wall of the villa overlooks the entire sea. In the evening, the entire sea is shimmering. Yes, it is even more spectacular than the scenery in the landscape painting, hey, if only I can afford such a manor when I grow up."
"Don't be delusional. I heard that the manor cost more than 50 million U.S. dollars when it was built a few years ago, and because of its great reputation, even if Eric Williams bids 100 million, someone will definitely buy it. You will spend your whole life Can’t make that much money,” said Britney’s older brother, Brian Spears, who is already in high school.
"100 million, forget it," Britney stuck out her tongue. She is now signed to the Disney Children's Channel, and her monthly salary is only 8,000 US dollars. 100 million is simply an astronomical figure for her.
Jamie Spears, who was sitting on the sofa and pretending to watch TV, has been listening to his daughter's account of today's experience. He is still thinking about the Rolls Royce limousine that just sent Britney back, fantasy Thinking about whether he would be able to own one one day, he couldn't help but click his tongue secretly when he heard the figure of ∝, 100 million US dollars in his son's mouth.
On the contrary, Lynn Spears, who was breastfeeding her little daughter who was less than one year old, said with a smile: "Who says it's impossible, if our family Boo Boo can become a big star like Michael Jackson, he will definitely be able to." Make $100 million."
Michael Jackson is now the idol of the younger generation in the United States, and 16-year-old Brian Spears is no exception. I heard my mother say that. He retorted: "Michael is a genius. How could Booby compare with him," Brian said, seeing his sister's glaring expression at him, and immediately said: "But, of course, if Boooo wants to live in Pointe Manor It's also very easy, as long as you become Eric Williams' girlfriend."
"Brian, don't talk nonsense. How old is your sister," Lynn Spears said, glancing at her son.
Brian Spears smiled and said: "I heard that Eric Williams likes little loli very much. It's not like you haven't seen the news two years ago."
"You're talking nonsense, they did it on purpose to smear Eric," Britney also remembered the incident two years ago. She still had a good impression of Eric. Hearing what her brother said, Immediately opened his mouth to refute.
"I'm not talking nonsense, if he doesn't like you, why did he invite you to the Pointe Manor as a guest. Boob. Eric Williams is a rich man. If you become his girlfriend, our family at least And being able to move into Beverly Hills instead of being cramped into this tiny apartment.”
Britney was a little speechless, but when she thought of the possibility that her brother said, her face immediately turned rosy, and the young girl who was just in love still had a good impression of Eric.
"Shut up, Brian, if you talk nonsense again, you won't be allowed to watch TV, go back to your room and do your homework," Lynn Spears reprimanded her son, who couldn't understand her son's obvious tone of prostitution. . The Spears family was just an ordinary family who had just moved to Los Angeles from a small place, without going through too many conflicts of interest, so Lynn Spears did not evolve into a wonderful mother who later sold her daughter's privacy to make money by writing books.
On the contrary, Jamie Spears, who had been silent all this time, heard his son's words, and felt an unconscious movement deep in his heart.
Early the next morning, after the Spears family had breakfast, Jamie Spears sent Britney to the recording program as usual, and while her daughter went back to her room to change, Lynn Spears said to her husband: "Jay Mi, you should find a job, we can't live on Boo's salary all the time."
Jamie Spears immediately showed an impatient look, obviously this was not the first time he had heard such words.
Jamie Spears was originally a construction worker in a small city in Louisiana. If he was doing well in Louisiana, he was basically useless when he came to Los Angeles, and Jamie Spears is not a hardworking person, and he even disdains doing the same low-level work as those smuggled Mexicans.
"Wait a minute, save some more money, I plan to start a construction company," Jamie Spears lost a sentence, and hurried out of the house, went to the garage to pick up the car.
Lynn Spears looked helplessly at her husband's perfunctory back, and sighed. Seeing her daughter coming out of the room, she stepped forward to tidy Britney's clothes, sent her to the car, and then returned to the house to do housework.
To send Britney to the Disney set, Jamie Spears drove around and skillfully arrived at a bar.
"Hey, Jamie, is it still the same?" Some elderly bosses behind the bar asked enthusiastically.
"Of course," Jamie Spears replied, sat down by the bar, and greeted the few regular customers around.
The boss quickly handed over a glass of beer with a plate of peanuts.
The hanging TV in the bar is broadcasting news. As one of the most watched news recently, the topic of Firefly's acquisition of Disney still frequently appears on the small screen.
Listening to the introduction of Firefly's acquisition of Disney on the TV, a fat middle-aged man on the left of Jamie Spears shook his head and said with emotion: "Five billion, it's hard to imagine that a kid in his early twenties can own five billion dollars." One billion, that's a lot of money."
The other person immediately laughed and joked: "Of course you're a lazy bastard cheating on unemployment benefits, you can't imagine how much 5 billion is. Let me tell you, even if you spend it at a rate of 500,000 U.S. dollars per day, it's enough." You spent thirty years."
Immediately there was laughter from the surroundings. Although it is not a serious person to go to the bar without working in the morning, the middle-aged fat man was obviously ridiculed by everyone.
The fat man smiled and was not annoyed. He looked at Jamie Spears and asked, "Jamie, I heard that your daughter is performing in Disney. I don't know if I can meet Eric Williams. If you can be accepted by Eric Williams K. Williams chose to act in a movie. Your family will be well-off."
"Yes, yes, I saw that little actor in "Home Alone" in the newspaper some time ago. That family is doing well now, and it's doing well."
Because of the vanity in his heart, Jamie Spears said proudly: "Let me tell you, my daughter was a guest at Eric Williams' manor last night."
"Really?"
"It can't be a lie."
"Jamie, stop talking nonsense, how could Eric Williams invite your little girl to be a guest."
"..."
Jamie Spears heard doubts around him. In addition, after drinking half a glass of beer, she blushed and said loudly: "There is no need to lie, my girl was sent back by Rolls-Royce last night."
Seeing that Jamie Spears didn't look like he was lying, several curious drinkers gathered around and asked about the situation, and Jamie Spears' vanity was greatly satisfied. After Britney heard about it at Pointe Manor, she began to talk nonsense again, and attributed the reason why Eric invited a group of teenagers to visit him as his daughter.
"Hey, Jamie. How old is your girl, how could Eric Williams like it?"
"That's right. Such a big little girl, with no breasts and no butt, haha."
"Maybe that's not the case. Are there any eccentricities about rich people? Eric Williams is not very old in the first place. It's strange that he likes little girls."
A bunch of people were talking nonsense, and gradually their words became more and more vulgar, and their words became more and more unscrupulous. A young man in his twenties with a tired face in the corner of the bar was a little disgusted by the loud voices of these reckless men. But when he heard Eric's name, he immediately lifted his spirits.
The young man’s name is Cole Anderson, and he is a paparazzi of the New York Post. Cole Anderson squatted outside a certain apartment in Burbank last night in order to secretly film a scandal involving a starlet, but found nothing. This small bar originally planned to have a drink and then go back to the hotel to sleep, but unexpectedly heard a very 'intriguing' news.
Jamie Spears chatted and farted with everyone for an hour or two, drank a few glasses of beer, and then paid the bill with a slightly drunk look and planned to leave. He was stopped by Cole Anderson as soon as he left the bar.
"Hello, Mr. Jamie Spears, my name is Cole Anderson, and I am a reporter from the New York Post. May I have a moment of your time?"
Jamie Spears asked impatiently, "What is it?"
"It's like this. I just heard that your daughter was a guest at Eric Williams' house last night. I wonder if I can do an interview about it."
Although Jamie Spears drank a little too much, he was not drunk, and his mind was still clear. When he heard that the other party wanted to interview him, he made a few quick brain turns, and stretched out two fingers: "Two thousand."
Cole Anderson was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although the greedy guy in front of him was a bit like a lion, he was very suitable for paparazzi.
"Mr. Spears, two thousand dollars is out of the question. I can't get two thousand dollars for a feature story. Two hundred at most."
As if he had been insulted, Jamie Spears slightly raised his voice: "Two hundred, the beggar you sent, that's Eric Williams, a billionaire."
Cole Anderson had a patient smile on his face: "Mr. Spears, Eric Williams is worth tens of billions, and that has nothing to do with me. I'm just a reporter who writes a few news articles for a living. The price of two hundred is already very reasonable."
The two bargained for a while, and finally settled on a price of five hundred dollars. Cole Anderson didn't take Jamie Spears back to that bar, but found an open-air cafe.
At Jamie Spears' insistence, Cole Anderson paid the other party five hundred dollars first, and then took out the tape recorder and started the interview.
Jamie Spears was indulging in the pleasure of 'free picking' five hundred dollars, and even if he was sober, Lonely City would not be able to discover the tricky traps in Cole Anderson's questions. It took half an hour to complete this 'interview' and both left contentedly.
Back at the residence, Cole Anderson, who hadn't slept all night, was full of excitement. After spending the whole morning, he quickly concocted a gossip. Eric invited several teenagers from the Mickey Mouse Club to the Pointe Manor as guests. The intention is misinterpreted, although it is not stated clearly, but every word and every word allows readers to guide Eric in the direction of lolicon.
The "New York Post" has always relied on sensationalism, gossip, poaching celebrity scandals and privacy as its selling point, and its paparazzi are very skilled at splashing dirty water on celebrities while avoiding legal risks, and the smeared celebrities often It is hard to tell, because even if you sue the other party, you may win or not, but the matter will definitely be smeared more and more.
The article was quickly sent back to the headquarters of the "New York Post", and passed through layers of review, and landed on the desk of New York Post editor-in-chief Mars Allen.
Mars Allen could tell at a glance that if this report was published, it would definitely cause Eric a lot of trouble. However, compared to the paparazzi at the bottom who are only responsible for collecting news, Mars Allen thinks more. The United States seems to be an excess of freedom of speech, and even the president can use it to ridicule at will, but in fact, any newspaper knows that those topics cannot be touched, and those minefields need to be avoided.
Take the report in front of me as an example. If it was published a few years ago, it would have been published as soon as it was published. But Eric is not only the owner of the Firefly Group, but also has a very close cooperation with News Corporation, the owner of the "New York Post". What's more, Mars Allen also knows something about Eric and Elizabeth. Although based on his understanding of Eric's affairs, Mars Allen feels that it is unlikely that the couple will get together, but who knows what will happen in the future, if it annoys Eric by posting it out rashly, then they will be married again. If Murdoch is out, he, the editor-in-chief, is likely to lose his job.
However, as Eric is a national topic, if the "New York Post" does not mention Eric's scandal in the future, it will definitely lose a lot of attention. Besides, after Firefly acquired Disney and was promoted to one of the top seven, it formed a competitive relationship with Fox. Perhaps Murdoch himself would also consider appropriately suppressing Eric Williams in his heart.
After thinking for a long time, Mars Allen finally decided to pass this article to Murdoch himself to test Murdoch's attitude. (To be continued..)