America's Big Hero

Of course Murdoch knew what everyone was thinking about him, so he got angry for no reason, how the fuck did I know that such a thing would pop up out of nowhere?

So the fuck am I thinking too much?

That's several hundred million!

"Don't talk?" Sean's mouth curled up, "Then I'll say it!"

"Share me a piece of the cake, and then everyone sits down to block the others. If I join in, I'll fill in the last piece of the puzzle for you."

"Shawn Pictures is going to be the eighth largest, I'm done!"

"Who is for, who is against!"

No one said anything, and Murdoch didn't speak.

It's impossible to really mess with Xiao En, right?

It caused Xiao En to let go of piracy, and it was everyone who suffered.

There is no need to let go of it, just engage in some pirated versions of big productions, and the Bada will be cool.

The conference room was silent for a full minute, and no one spoke.

In the end, Michael Eisner smiled and clapped, "Welcome Mr. Sean to join."

Someone takes the lead, and everyone has a step, especially for Murdoch and Universal's Sidney.

He patted his face reluctantly twice, which was accepted as reality.

Well done, deeply and roughly inserted.

It's normal for both of you to be uncomfortable.

"Hahahahaha!" Sean laughed out loud, opened his arms and said loudly, "You can't do nothing without making contributions. Don't worry, I'll leave it here. In the future, there will never be pirated copies in the North American market. Who the hell dares to do it?" Foul, I throw him into the sea, feed the fish!"

Murdoch rolled his big eyes, and said he didn't do it to you!

"Let's talk about those things later." Murdoch sneered, "Get those damn pirated videotapes out of North America first."

"Are you begging me?" Sean squinted at Murdoch with a half-smile.

"Ha, it seems that something stood here just now, saying that there will be no more piracy in North America." Murdoch said loudly with a face full of sarcasm.

Sean blinked and wiped, letting the old guy catch the conversation.

The others were also watching him silently, waiting for Sean's next words.

You can't just say something and eat it while it's still hot.

"Remember to make sure you don't have [-] million, old man, you are bound to lose." Sean admitted, pointed at Murdoch and said.

"Fart, you're cheating, that's absolutely impossible." Murdoch wouldn't admit it.

"You have no evidence, Murdoch. This is not a kindergarten. No one will tell you that children who lie will have longer noses. If you win, you win. If you lose, you lose. There are not so many reasons." Sean's face was full of ridicule, "If you feel wronged, then you can go back and hide in your mother's arms and cry loudly, looking for comfort."

"But, you can't lose a penny of my money!"

"You, you, you..." Murdoch clutched his chest angrily, feeling that the blood flow was extremely fast, as if the cerebral thrombosis had been washed away for many years...

The others silently turned their heads away, trying not to let themselves laugh out loud, because Xiao En's words were too hurtful.

But there is one thing everyone admits that Sean is right, the mall is not a kindergarten, and there is no Pinocchio here.

There are only intrigues here. If someone tricks me, I can only say that I am too immature, and no one can blame it.

After finishing the business, Sean stood up and glanced at Murdoch, "By the way, let me remind you that you have too few bodyguards."

"Ten, that's not enough!" After saying that, Sean turned around and let out a villainous laugh.

Murdoch was gasping for breath, but there was nothing he could do, and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

10 bodyguards not enough?

No, is it so curly now?

I've seen those who compare cars, yachts, and private jets. This is the first time I've heard that bodyguards have to compare.

After the meeting was over, everyone got up and walked out one after another. They were startled when they arrived in the corridor.

I saw the bodyguards brought by Murdoch lying in disorder in the corridor.

Some were covered in blood and passed out, motionless, some had bruised noses and swollen faces beyond recognition, and their hands and feet were tied with ties. At a glance, everyone could stand.

The roads are blocked.

The scene in front of him made Murdoch's blood pressure rise again, and he kept cursing, "Damn, damn, are you all trash!"

"I'm sorry, Boss, but there are 15 of them." The head of the bodyguard lay on the ground with his head on the ceiling, and said a little hopelessly.

Volume, too volume!

I don't know when, the bodyguard industry has become like this.

President Fox silently walked over to help them untie their ties, and Murdoch leaned against the wall and was silently angry.

After a while, seven or eight guys with bruised noses and swollen faces stood in the corridor supporting the unconscious man, looking like gangsters who had lost a battle.

"Ku, Kuku..." Someone couldn't hold back a laugh.

Others also felt dumbfounded.

This Sean is simply poisonous. In the past, Murdoch was humorous and wise, but now...

The style of painting changes suddenly, and there are about 10 bodyguards around him when he goes out. No matter how he looks, he looks like a mafia boss.

Uh... Mafia bosses don't have such a big show.

Of course, everyone knows and understands why Murdoch brought so many bodyguards.

Just look at the scene and you will know.

Therefore, everyone has made up their minds not to provoke that mad dog-like guy.

That guy is poisonous!

Everyone doesn't want to become a funny version of Mafia leader Murdoch.

Murdoch let out a heavy breath and waved his hand to make the bodyguards disappear quickly.

What can be said?

Blame the bodyguard's low combat effectiveness?

This is still selective.

It's not that we don't work hard, it's that the other party is too despicable.

Do more people bully fewer people? This is not it.

Next time, next time I must bring 20, 20!

Murdoch swears fiercely in his heart that he has no idea what others think of him now.

Of course, there is no way to do this, unless you never meet Sean.

Everyone dispersed, it's not good to watch Murdoch's jokes like this.

Murdoch walked ahead without saying a word, and the president of Fox followed closely behind, followed by a group of defeated soldiers.

No one spoke, and there seemed to be a low air pressure over everyone's heads.

After a long while, President Fox couldn't hold back and said: "Boss, you can't be more than the bodyguard every time, so when will you be the head?"

"Otherwise, what can you do? I can guarantee that that guy will bring more people next time. What should I do when he rushes over? Shall I go for it?" Murdoch gave the president a sideways look.

The president was tongue-tied and didn't know what to say. Of course, Murdoch couldn't be allowed to fight with those idiots.

In the parking lot downstairs, Norris was playing the stereo, and "The Wind and Cloud" echoed in everyone's ears.

No matter when I listen to it, I feel passionate, even Norris joined the battle after Sean entered the conference room.

Of course, pick those who are still subdued and kick them hard.

Stimulate!

What a fucking thrill!

passionate!

"Boss, I've been playing with this song. I don't know why, but as soon as I hear this song, I want to fight with someone!" Torre said loudly, stretching his arms and shaking his muscles.

"This sounds like it's from Hong Kong Island." Neil tilted his head and said, he had stayed on Hong Kong Island for the longest time.

"The last time I asked someone to record it, I was the one who wrote the lyrics and composed the music. How about it? It's amazing!" Sean said with a big smile.

"Brilliant!"

Following the beat, Sean sang along loudly...

"I will break through the wind and cloud at will, and everyone will look up to me. I will never look back when I am in the wind and cloud. I will turn the world upside down. I will write the law that respects myself. This fierce wolf with flashing eyes..."

……

On the same day, a video was circulated among the upper echelons of Hollywood.

Suddenly, an exciting BGM sounded in the empty corridor. Two teams in black suits appeared in the corridor and rushed towards each other, punching and kicking the ground, fighting together in an instant.

A burly man who was obviously a head taller than the others was the bravest. He swung his fist and threw his elbow. The tornado destroyed the parking lot, and he fought his way out as if entering no one's land...

With the incomprehensible BGM, the viewers feel their blood burning.

Obviously, this is a post-production cropped...

Sean: Wow, the last guy on the stage is so handsome, his punches, his kicks, so chic!

Murdoch: Who is it, who is it, Malabi!

Chapter 267: Sean the righteous media man!

Whether it is a super rich man or not, the influence it brings is different. I don’t know who gave this edited video to the TV station, and the TV station directly broadcast it.

Sean is the only one in the past few days who opened a gap in the Rod King incident and occupied a certain section of the news.

Of course, this is mainly the status bonus brought by the super rich.

I don't know what the public's mentality is when watching this video. Anyway, with the combination of GBM, it seems to be very passionate.

Once again, Sean's image of a new-age rich man is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

However, no reporter interviewed Sean, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't get close.

It stands to reason that if someone was beaten, the video is here, so Sean can be sued.

But Murdoch is not so careless, isn't it embarrassing?

This kind of thing doesn't make much impression on Sean, it's nothing more than spending some money, at most he can be fined to do some community service.

In terms of public opinion, it is just watching the excitement. In the eyes of the public, this is a small fight between two rich men, far away from them.

Actually, Murdoch is angrier than Sean, don't let me catch who sent the video out, damn it.

Sean was in good spirits that evening.

Under the shooting of the camera, accompanied by the BGM played in a loop, the Australian big white girl was severely whipped.

More passionate than ever.

……

"Heh, you're good at fisting and kicking." Lorraine, who came from Newark, sat on the sofa and looked at Sean with a sneer.

Elizabeth Hurley brought two cups of tea and put them on the coffee table. She originally wanted to sit next to Sean, but for some reason, she felt uncomfortable when Lorraine stared at her.

After thinking about it, I left.

RBQ, RBQ...

"Why are you so worried about me, your man?" Sean nonchalantly grabbed Lorraine's little hand and began to play with it. "Have you noticed it too? This means that I don't usually lack practice!"

After struggling twice, Lorraine gave up, and his expression eased a lot unknowingly.

"If you engage in piracy, you won't be afraid of Murdoch's repudiation. In fact, I don't think even a fair fight against Alien box office can't do a good job." Lorraine cared.

"Then let me ask you two questions. Do you think Murdoch will make small moves with his character?" Sean put his feet on the coffee table, hooked his hands at the tea, and Lorraine leaned over to serve it Get up and hand it to Sean.

"Should, yes, um, very likely."