novelraw Chapter 638: Dealing with The Wall Street Journal
Chapter 638: Dealing with The Wall Street Journal
[Chapter 638: Dealing with The Wall Street Journal]
A bountiful harvest was reaped at the Golden Globe Awards. Oscar nominations also hit a record-breaking 16 categories.
More importantly, it completely shattered the jewish people's control over the awards and even rewrote the landscape of Hollywood.
Linton's awards season PR could be described as a complete success.
The only thing that displeased him was that The Wall Street Journal was still relentlessly launching smear attacks against him.
Especially after Titanic secured an unprecedented 16 nominations and he himself received an oscar best actor nomination.
The Wall Street Journal criticized him even more hysterically, believing that the Oscar judges hadn't seen through Linton's true colors; a murderous devil like Linton simply had no right to stand on the Oscar podium.
These remarks truly disgusted him.
What annoyed him even more was that, with the full support of the jewish people, The Wall Street Journal's market value hadn't dropped but continued to rise; it had now exceeded 8 billion USD, nearly catching up to the New York Times and The Washington Post.
Now that he finally had some free time, it was time to make a trip to New York and deal with The Wall Street Journal once and for all.
...
Upon receiving Linton's notice, Hillary immediately took little Brian to New York to personally oversee the shorting of The Wall Street Journal.
After more than half a month of maneuvering, the 1 billion USD that he and Hillary had jointly invested had all been used to short The Wall Street Journal's stock with five times leverage two days ago, with the average transaction price corresponding to a market value of 7.4 billion USD.
However, due to the continuous rise in The Wall Street Journal's stock price, the current book loss was as high as 360 million USD.
She had long been looking forward to Linton coming to New York sooner; since she gave birth to Brian last October, the two hadn't had a chance to be alone together, and she was already restless with loneliness.
Moreover, she had brought Linton some good news two days ago.
At the beginning of last year, three major pharmaceutical giants teamed up with several high-ranking political officials in Washington to plot a takeover of his Health Care Company, only to be counter-slaughtered by him one by one using bloody means.
Among them, Hoffman Martin and Gittens Cooper were in their massive estates on Long Island, New York, where hundreds of people were hacked in half, leaving the scene a river of blood.
Long Island, New York, is the most high-end and secure community in the world, as well as the most expensive; the top wealthy individuals from across the United States and even the globe choose to buy property here.
Yet, three incredibly bloody massacres occurred in succession, two of which were in top-tier estates.
Such homicides were fatal to the reputation of Long Island, New York; many wealthy people moved away, as it was no longer the safest place in their eyes.
Long Island's housing prices plummeted by more than 50% immediately, effectively being cut in half; they still haven't fully recovered, having only risen about 20% from their lowest point, barely reaching 70% of the year before last.
Most of the heirs to these two estates were killed on the spot, and the few who escaped with their lives saw the performance of Johnson & Johnson Pharmaceutical Company and Pfizer Pharmaceutical Company plummet, with their stock prices dropping to less than 10% of what they were before.
They didn't even have time to inherit their predecessors' legacy or restore the glory of their Family and enterprises before they were hunted down by Clinton's subordinates; everyone related by Bloodline was wiped out.
Naturally, the property in their hands was also plundered.
As for these estates, they were handed over to the court as distressed assets for auction.
But for estates of such immense size and high value, where such bloody massacres had occurred, finding a suitable buyer was no easy task.
So far, the auctions have failed twice; the top elite are simply not interested in these two estates, no matter how low the price.
Recently, the court has been preparing to organize another auction and is sending invitation letters to the wealthy across the United States.
Hillary suggested that Linton could step in and buy one of them; that way, it would be very convenient for the two of them to have trysts in New York in the future.
Furthermore, she knew that these murders were caused by Linton, so the information about the murders and bad luck that others were so wary of had no effect on Linton at all.
And in the current situation, the purchase price would certainly be very low; perhaps an estate previously worth over 200 million USD could be acquired for 20 million USD.
Linton thought that he indeed needed a place to live in New York, and the super-luxury yacht he had already asked Winnie to order currently had no place to dock; buying an estate here would solve the yacht's docking problem perfectly.
He asked Hillary to sign him up and obtained an auction invitation; the auction would be held on March 2nd.
Thinking of this, he picked up the phone and called Hillary, "Hillary, it's me..."
Hillary excitedly said to Linton, "Dear, are you finished with your work? If you have time, hurry to New York; little Brian and I miss you very much, I can't wait."
"Alright, I'll come over tomorrow."
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The next day, Linton brought his assistant Jennifer Roberts, two bodyguards, and his housekeeper Amy, and arrived in New York by private jet.
The plane landed at LaGuardia Airport; while the plane was still in the sky, Linton released his Spiritual Sense, found The Wall Street Journal office building, and saw the busy scene inside.
Unfortunately, all of this was about to become a fleeting dream.
Before the plane had even come to a halt, he opened a window and spat out his Flying Sword; the grain-sized Flying Sword flew silently toward The Wall Street Journal office building.
After the Flying Sword arrived at The Wall Street Journal office building, it first visited the offices of high-level executives such as the general manager, deputy general manager, editor-in-chief, and deputy editor-in-chief; without a word, it directly severed their heads.
Then the Flying Sword descended and circled the entire building; for so long, there had been at least dozens of articles from The Wall Street Journal smearing and attacking him, and he believed most of the staff in the editorial department had a hand in it.
He didn't bother to distinguish if anyone inside was innocent; he directly drove the Flying Sword to start a massacre, severing the heads of all employees wearing editor badges.
Soon, screams of terror rang out from The Wall Street Journal office building, as panicked crowds scrambled to escape.
...
By the time the Flying Sword returned from its mission, he had just stepped off the plane.
To provide a greater deterrent to those with intentions, and at the same time to avoid suspicion from the public and provide the law enforcement and the public with evidence of his absence from the scene.
He didn't hide his movements and even arranged an interview with UPN Television Network reporters at the airport.
Then everyone got into the pickup vehicle arranged by Hillary; instead of choosing Manhattan, which was closer to Long Island, they headed straight for the Four Seasons Hotel in Queens.
Because he knew that as he went on a killing spree in The Wall Street Journal office building, Manhattan would inevitably be in chaos; even with the police out in full force, traffic jams would be unavoidable.
In fact, as he expected, the entire Manhattan district had already begun traffic control, with police setting up roadblocks at various intersections to check all passing vehicles.
The area where The Wall Street Journal office building was located was even more tightly surrounded by a large number of police.
A large number of fully armed riot police were searching the building carefully, eliminating dangers and collecting evidence.
While they were on their way to the hotel, an emergency announcement suddenly broke in on the car radio.
The host shouted in an unusually excited tone: "Breaking news! Just over ten minutes ago, a major tragedy occurred at The Wall Street Journal office building. More than 30 people had their heads severed silently in broad daylight. The police have now fully intervened, controlled the scene, and are tracking down the killer."
Not long after, the host shouted in an even more excited voice, "Latest update: the super-wealthy Hollywood superstar has just arrived in New York by private jet. I wonder what his expression will be once he learns about the severe homicide at The Wall Street Journal."
This host was clearly trying to stir the pot and enjoy the show, using this gimmick to attract listeners.
Hearing the anchor's report on the car radio, assistant Jennifer Roberts and bodyguard Nick both peeked at Linton with strange looks.
Unfortunately, Linton's face remained as calm and unruffled as usual, showing no change.
...
After arriving and settling into the Four Seasons Hotel, he gave instructions to his assistant Jennifer Roberts and did not have her follow him.
Instead, he had bodyguards Nick and Kurik bring a large crate air-freighted from Los Angeles, containing fresh Wagyu beef, milk, and fruit from the farm.
In the underground parking lot, he got into a Dodge commercial vehicle sent by Hillary and headed straight for Chaperco Estate on Long Island.
The vehicle drove directly into the estate and stopped in front of the main building; Hillary was already waiting for him there, holding little Brian, along with the housekeeper.
Seeing Linton get out of the car, Hillary jogged over happily; because servants were present, she restrained herself from throwing herself into Linton's arms and instead shook his hand formally.
As usual, Hillary dismissed the housekeeper and bodyguards, then joyfully handed little Brian over to Linton.
The little fellow was handsome and fair-skinned, not at all shy; he gesticulated and giggled in Linton's arms, looking very adorable.
Hillary, beaming with smiles, gently took Linton's arm and walked into the house.
Only after entering the house could she no longer restrain herself; she turned and dove into Linton's arms, giving him a passionate kiss. "Dear, the baby and I missed you so much."
After the passionate kiss, Linton looked her over carefully and found that her figure had recovered well; except for her chest being noticeably larger, other parts were almost the same as before her pregnancy. "Baby, you've worked hard."
"Dear, as long as you can visit us mother and son often, it's not hard at all."
"Now that I've bought an estate in New York, it will be even more convenient for us; we'll come here for vacations regularly in the future."
"Dear, that's wonderful! I've been looking forward to this day for a long time. Oh, I heard on the news that an hour ago, there was a bloody massacre in The Wall Street Journal office building; all the executives and editors had their heads severed silently."
"Yes, The Wall Street Journal was being far too arrogant; I came this time to deal with them once and for all."
"That's great, dear! Did you know? Right after the murders happened at The Wall Street Journal, the stock price took a nosedive; in less than an hour, it dropped by over 40%. Our previous short position has already started making a huge profit."
"There is no rush, it's still early; this time I'm going to destroy it completely and turn it into a penny stock."
"Dear, then aren't we going to make a fortune?"
"Yes, just wait to count the money."
Hillary's eyes sparkled as she gave him another hot kiss and said in a sultry voice, "Dear, I can't hold back anymore. Let's leave Brian with the nanny for now."
"No need, he's already asleep; let him sleep in the cradle, he won't affect us."
"Great."
The two carefully placed Brian in the nearby cradle, and then Hillary immediately transformed into a female warrior...
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While Linton and Hillary were having their wild fun, on the other side, all the jewish people in New York felt a bone-chilling cold, and the shareholders of The Wall Street Journal were filled with despair.
They knew better than anyone that the bloody murders at The Wall Street Journal must have been Linton's doing.
To think they had previously been so confident that Linton wouldn't dare come to New York to provoke them, or that this level of smear campaign wouldn't cause Linton to completely break ties with them.
Who would have thought that as soon as the Oscar PR in Los Angeles ended, Linton would charge into New York and start a massacre against them.
Now the question before them was: how should The Wall Street Journal be handled?
Should they resume operations as soon as possible, or shut it down for a while and consider resuming after Linton left?
Resuming operations as soon as possible would be ideal, but the problem was, at this juncture, who would dare to be the general manager or editor-in-chief of The Wall Street Journal? Do they not value their lives?
Shutting down for a while would lead to even heavier losses; not only would the stock market completely crash, but it might also cause all the newspaper's staff to leave, making it not so easy to recover then.
...
The next day, all the board members of the newspaper braced themselves and went to the office building for a meeting to discuss the next strategy.
Something even more tragic happened; unexpectedly, halfway through the meeting, just as the viewpoint of resuming operations as soon as possible was gaining the upper hand, a Flying Sword appeared out of thin air and directly severed the heads of all board members present.
As it turned out, although Linton was at Chaperco Estate, frolicking with Hillary and enjoying Family time with little Brian during breaks, his Spiritual Sense had been constantly monitoring every move of The Wall Street Journal.
Now that he found this bunch of board members actually had the audacity to hold a meeting at the office building, still dreaming of resuming operations as soon as possible; it simply saved him the trouble of searching for them all over New York.
This was perfect; he could take them all out in one go and send them to see the King of Hell together.
After the news spread, The Wall Street Journal was completely finished and shut down immediately; in the short term, it was impossible for any employee to dare to go to work.
The stock price crashed completely; for three consecutive days, it dropped by 98%, with the market value falling to less than 200 million USD, becoming a junk stock that no one cared about.
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