The Boston Evening News Headquarters.

"What?"

"You want to mess with Juke Wald's reputation?"

"Man, you're not wrong, that's Juke Wald! Where did I move my little arms and legs? Anyone who exposes his leg hair can crush me to death."

Bach, editor-in-chief of the Boston Evening News, shook his head like a rattle and said bluntly that he refused the man sitting opposite him.

Zhu Ke is a billionaire and a new Hollywood tycoon. The media power in his hands is the existence of a TV station. Where can the Boston Evening News deal with this size?

Even if the Boston Evening News has a history of more than 110 years, it is still vulnerable to Zucker!

"It's a thankless thing, a fool can do it." Editor-in-chief Bach thought to himself.

——Steve Bing!

That's right, the man sitting opposite the editor-in-chief Bach was the rather resentful Steve Bin.

I think Steve Bing is better than 99 people around the world because of his background. He has never been bullied or guilty since he was a child. He has a net worth of hundreds of millions of dollars at the age of 18 and is highly sought after by people in the political and business circles, but now he is defeated by Zhuke.

Being as proud and arrogant as him, he naturally needs to find the place.

So he took a flight overnight, flew from Los Angeles to Boston, and asked his friends for help.

"Bach, I have always regarded you as a good friend. You just repay me like this? Don't forget that in 1997, you were able to successfully become the editor-in-chief of the Boston Evening News and become the vice chairman of the American Press Association. I sponsor you $200,000!" Steve Bing said coldly.

"You threaten me..." Editor-in-chief Bach's expression changed.

Steve Bing waved: "I will pay $15,000, as long as you help me."

$150,000?

Suddenly, the editor-in-chief Bach showed a hint of greed.

Although the editor-in-chief of the newspaper industry is a British person in American society, not every so-called elite is very rich.

At least $150,000, which is definitely not a decimal for editor-in-chief Bach.

"Okay, give me three days, I will make Juke Wald smell the streets!" Editor-in-chief Bach responded.

Smack sex~

Steve Bing immediately applauded: "Beautiful, this is my good friend."

Although he is a well-known prodigal son and can't do anything, he is not stupid. On the contrary, he is from a businessman family and has absolutely no shortage of tricks.

The cheerful Steve left Boston with great satisfaction.

Because he has to rush to the next city.

"snort!"

Steve snorted coldly: "Since you want to ruin your reputation, how can a city be enough?!"

Next stop: Detroit!

.........

The next day.

Bach, editor-in-chief of the Boston Evening News, finally released an article about "Zuke's Negative News", which he wrote himself.

Early in the morning, Bach had just entered the office and shouted to the secretary lady: "Vivian, please help me go to the editorial room to check it out. Is that article corrected? If it is corrected, please report it in the shortest time."

"Well, I see this time tonight, it's very good."

Bach was filled with pride in his words.

After all, it’s not a small number to buy $150,000 for just one article. Not only that, I thought I didn’t mind doing it a few more times in the future.

However...

Secretary Vivian, however, looked strange.

"Hey, hey, why are you still standing there?" Bach frowned.

"Mr. Bach, the boss is here, let you go to his office." said the secretary.

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, Bach immediately showed a hint of shock and suspicion.

The owner of the Boston Evening News is Milinsi Qiangna, a well-established rich man who is nearly 70 years old. In addition to running a newspaper company, he also runs a company specializing in European high-end sports car agency. He is worth a lot of money.

Therefore, the newspaper company is now just a side job.

He can't come to the Boston Evening News several times throughout the year.

No matter how confused he was, Bach still walked quickly to the boss's office.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

“Come in~”

Knock on the door and enter, and finish it in one go.

As soon as Bach entered the office that his boss forced him to take, he suddenly found that there was not only his own boss in the office, but also another man in his 30s.

"this.......!"

In an instant, Bach's pupils shrank and his expression slightly stagnated.

——Alexander Povich Sannali Sergei!

"How could he be here?"

As a member of the media circle, Bach certainly knows that Alexander is the chief assistant director of the chairman and chief executive officer of Jin Shuguang Entertainment Group and is one of Zhu Ke's absolute confidants.

"Is it a surprise?" The boss forced his eyes to squint and smiled.

Alexander was sitting on the sofa, smiling.

Editor-in-chief Bach instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

At this point, if he can't notice any problems here again, he will definitely be in vain for so many years.

I'm going to suffer ~

...........

Burbank, Zucker's villa.

Zucker sat on the sofa in the living room to answer the phone.

"Alexander, have you done it?" Zucker smiled.

"certainly."

Alexander said on the phone: "Bach of the Boston Evening News, in front of you, is a small character and can't jump around."

Steve Bing wants to use the power of media to make Zucker smelly, which is completely delusional!

As for his actions, it is not a secret in the eyes of the mindful Zucker.

You think Zhuke’s name is a decoration for the new media tycoon? And Zhuke has different methods for different people.

For example: Milinsi Qiangna, the owner of the Boston Evening News.

Although he is an old rich man, his connections are so wide that he is really far inferior to Zhuke.

The newspaper company is his side business, but in recent years, his main business is to sell high-end cars from Europe. Don't forget that Wald Pictures, owned by Zucker, is currently getting along very well with the German Daimler Automobile Company, the parent company of Mercedes-Benz.

Threading a needle is something like Zhu Ke’s words!

.........

A few days later.

October 28, evening.

There is less than a day before Wald Pictures' new film "The God of Death" is officially released in North America.

"strangeness?"

"Walder Pictures' new work "The Death is Coming" will be released tomorrow. Why haven't negative news reports been reported yet? What are Bach and the others doing?!"

Steve Bing sat at home in a depressed state, his heart full of doubts and confusion.

In order to make Zucker famous, he met with not only Bach, but also many media newspapers and magazines such as "Detroit Metropolis" and "Pennsylvania Youth". Not to mention the favors, but the cash alone cost no less than 800,000 US dollars.

As a result, negative reports are not obvious;

The money spent...all hell wasted!

...

After learning that it was Zhuke's move, Steve Bin, who was always arrogant, almost vomited an old mouthful of blood on the spot.

"Zuke, you and I are not finished~"

The once crazy words of the middle school second are now completely a joke under Zhuke's wrist.

In fact, if "The God of Death is Coming" was not released soon and Zhuke didn't want to cause more trouble, then according to Zhuke's violent temper, he would definitely beat him up.

"You are lucky, of course... there will be more time in the future~" Zhuke laughed at home.
Chapter completed!