Chapter 1250: 1250
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When Andy's private plane landed at the airport, it was far away in a court in Europe and France. In 2004, French prosecutors received a report that some important people in France had set up secret accounts in Luxemburg Clearstream bank, and the trial of money laundering of illegal commissions collected for the sale of weapons was coming to an end.
Helmut, a well-known European reporter of Newsweek, is quickly typing words in his notebook, recording the details of the trial, and going back to sort out an excellent report.
"Pa Pa Pa --"
the mallet sounded. At the end of the trial, Helmut did not get up, but continued to concentrate on typing. There were people who kept leaving in the corridor corridor beside him. Just when there were fewer and fewer people, a black leather case Notepad was suddenly put on his laptop.
Helmut raised his head to look at each other angrily, but he saw the back of a quick walk away, a camel colored windbreaker and a silver hair.
"Hello, that gentleman, you..."
Helmut had some unexpected discoveries. He didn't stop the other party, but accelerated his pace. He quickly disappeared at the exit of the court. Helmut hurriedly stood up and chased out, standing at the door, where could he find people.
Can't help frowning, looking down at the black leather notepad in my hand, looking at the worn edge, I suddenly became stiff, and my whole body's sweat exploded. I looked left and right, and found that no one paid attention to him, so I pinched the notepad in my hand and ran back to the court. I hurriedly picked up all the things on the table and left the court.
"Pa!"
A glass of brandy was drunk up by Helmut, who was sitting in the corner of a bar. The glass was sitting on the table. His eyes were shining with a kind of expectation. His fingers were slightly shaking to open the black leather notebook's clasp, and he opened the notebook with excitement.
"Hiss --"
Helmut opened his eyes, took a breath of cool air, and then continued to turn the next page with trembling fingers. The more he looked, the more frightened he was. The faster he looked at the beating speed of his heart. The content of the short 23 pages made Helmut sweat on his forehead and back. He swallowed his saliva difficultly, poured himself a glass of brandy again and drank it Drop it.
"Cough..."
He choked and coughed violently, poured out another drink, and after he was shocked and calmed down, he was replaced by excitement and excitement. In just 23 pages, it is absolutely a nuclear bomb that can cause an earthquake in the whole French political arena.
This is a private note recording the events between 1998 and 2003, including many bombing scandals such as Du smoking, illegal behaviors, extortion and corruption by French leaders.
It also revealed many affairs of the current president Lao SA, details of the former president theon's plastic surgery in Canada in 2003, and the chaotic private life of former general manager Lionel.
If all the contents are true, in order to cover up the above things, these big people will do whatever they can. Thinking of this, Helmut, who understands the dark side of the world, immediately becomes vigilant, looks around, closes the Notepad, puts it into the inner pocket of the suit, quickly puts on the windbreaker, grabs the briefcase, checks out, and then goes out to rent it Car, straight to Newsweek's French branch office.
"Hoo --"
Marcus, the French station chief of Newsweek, closed his notebook, breathed out a long breath of dullness, his face turned red, with an excited expression, grasped the notebook in his hand, looked at Helmut sitting opposite him with burning eyes and asked: "you really don't know who that man is? Don't you see what you look like? "
"No, he's a big man with white hair. He should be very old. He only saw his back. He didn't plan to meet me at all. Chief editor, what should I do next? Shall we report or not? " Helmut frowned and recalled the explanation.
"The content is highly credible. After all, some of the content has been reported but denied, but it's very detailed. It's absolutely recorded by people who have experienced it. It may even be done by people in the intelligence department. You know, when Lao SA took office as the president of France, the general intelligence agency was revoked by him and a new organization was established, which is likely to be kicked by Lao SA at the beginning It's not hard to guess what the outgoing people did. It's too detailed, even their Xing habits. It's definitely the work of the intelligence department.
It seems that some people want to use us to fight back against the case of Luxemburg Clearstream bank. Ha ha, OK, we have to admit that they have used us! "
Mahis laughed at himself, his eyes became brighter, and said to Helmut: "this matter has gone beyond the scope that we can make a decision. After all, several of them are now members of the core leadership of France. The most detailed one is the president. It must be reported to the big boss, and only he can make this decision."
"I think so, too." Helmut said with a solemn expression.
As for whether big boss will be scared or scared, they have never thought about this question. We need to know that there are not one or two big political bulls who are pulled down by big boss. They are not even afraid of America. They are afraid of France? Don't make fun of him.However, after all, it's very important. As subordinates, they can't do it first and then. They must report it to the big boss. As for how the big boss decides, they can't question it. Anyway, since someone can give it to Newsweek, they can also give it to other media. If Newsweek doesn't report, they will miss an opportunity to increase sales.
Washington, USA.
Andy has just finished the sumptuous lunch Li Wanqing prepared for him, drinking coffee and chatting with Li Wanqing. Li Wanqing is taking a digital camera that Andy brought this time and constantly looking at the picture of little Laura, showing a happy smile from time to time.
"It's so beautiful. I really want to hug..."
"Ha ha, the key is good genes. Her mother is a big beauty, and I am a super handsome man. Only when little Laura is not beautiful can she have problems." Andy's shameless boast.
Li Wanqing gave him a white look and smiled angrily: "you're really getting thicker and thicker, son of a bitch. The Smith family man, ha ha, it's really..."
Speaking of this, Li Wanqing's face changed a little, and then his eyes were cold, staring at Andy, and his heart was a little hairy. Then he heard Li Wanqing's uncertain question: "do you say that your father will..."
"Cough, I promise, my father is honest! Really... " When Andy heard about it, he replied firmly.
"You promise?" Li Wanqing's face looked good, then she frowned and looked at her son curiously.
"Well, I sent someone to watch him... Don't laugh, and remember to keep it secret. Don't let it slip. Mom, I did it for you, so don't screw it up! "
"Cluck... Stinky boy, it's mother's baby son. It's OK. There are too many dirty things here. Everyone wears several masks on his face. It's not for him. I moved back to New York long ago. "
Andy looks at the smile on his mother's face. He also smiles. As for the feeling of cheap dad Austin, ha ha.
"Didn't I suggest that you should have another one? I also hope to have a younger brother or sister. "
Li Wanqing looks at her son in a bad mood, but she can't help but look at the lovely look of little Laura in the camera.
“We were both young when I first saw you。。。”
When Tyler's voice rang, Andy picked up his personal cell phone and looked down to show it. He frowned slightly. Then he said to Li Wanqing, "Mom, I'll take a call."
"Well, go ahead."
Andy took his cell phone, went to the inner room, picked up the call from Paris, and when he saw the display, he guessed that something important had happened. His subordinates bypassed the normal way and directly called his personal number, which must not be a general event.
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When Andy's private plane landed at the airport, it was far away in a court in Europe and France. In 2004, French prosecutors received a report that some important people in France had set up secret accounts in Luxemburg Clearstream bank, and the trial of money laundering of illegal commissions collected for the sale of weapons was coming to an end.
Helmut, a well-known European reporter of Newsweek, is quickly typing words in his notebook, recording the details of the trial, and going back to sort out an excellent report.
"Pa Pa Pa --"
the mallet sounded. At the end of the trial, Helmut did not get up, but continued to concentrate on typing. There were people who kept leaving in the corridor corridor beside him. Just when there were fewer and fewer people, a black leather case Notepad was suddenly put on his laptop.
Helmut raised his head to look at each other angrily, but he saw the back of a quick walk away, a camel colored windbreaker and a silver hair.
"Hello, that gentleman, you..."
Helmut had some unexpected discoveries. He didn't stop the other party, but accelerated his pace. He quickly disappeared at the exit of the court. Helmut hurriedly stood up and chased out, standing at the door, where could he find people.
Can't help frowning, looking down at the black leather notepad in my hand, looking at the worn edge, I suddenly became stiff, and my whole body's sweat exploded. I looked left and right, and found that no one paid attention to him, so I pinched the notepad in my hand and ran back to the court. I hurriedly picked up all the things on the table and left the court.
"Pa!"
A glass of brandy was drunk up by Helmut, who was sitting in the corner of a bar. The glass was sitting on the table. His eyes were shining with a kind of expectation. His fingers were slightly shaking to open the black leather notebook's clasp, and he opened the notebook with excitement.
"Hiss --"
Helmut opened his eyes, took a breath of cool air, and then continued to turn the next page with trembling fingers. The more he looked, the more frightened he was. The faster he looked at the beating speed of his heart. The content of the short 23 pages made Helmut sweat on his forehead and back. He swallowed his saliva difficultly, poured himself a glass of brandy again and drank it Drop it.
"Cough..."
He choked and coughed violently, poured out another drink, and after he was shocked and calmed down, he was replaced by excitement and excitement. In just 23 pages, it is absolutely a nuclear bomb that can cause an earthquake in the whole French political arena.
This is a private note recording the events between 1998 and 2003, including many bombing scandals such as Du smoking, illegal behaviors, extortion and corruption by French leaders.
It also revealed many affairs of the current president Lao SA, details of the former president theon's plastic surgery in Canada in 2003, and the chaotic private life of former general manager Lionel.
If all the contents are true, in order to cover up the above things, these big people will do whatever they can. Thinking of this, Helmut, who understands the dark side of the world, immediately becomes vigilant, looks around, closes the Notepad, puts it into the inner pocket of the suit, quickly puts on the windbreaker, grabs the briefcase, checks out, and then goes out to rent it Car, straight to Newsweek's French branch office.
"Hoo --"
Marcus, the French station chief of Newsweek, closed his notebook, breathed out a long breath of dullness, his face turned red, with an excited expression, grasped the notebook in his hand, looked at Helmut sitting opposite him with burning eyes and asked: "you really don't know who that man is? Don't you see what you look like? "
"No, he's a big man with white hair. He should be very old. He only saw his back. He didn't plan to meet me at all. Chief editor, what should I do next? Shall we report or not? " Helmut frowned and recalled the explanation.
"The content is highly credible. After all, some of the content has been reported but denied, but it's very detailed. It's absolutely recorded by people who have experienced it. It may even be done by people in the intelligence department. You know, when Lao SA took office as the president of France, the general intelligence agency was revoked by him and a new organization was established, which is likely to be kicked by Lao SA at the beginning It's not hard to guess what the outgoing people did. It's too detailed, even their Xing habits. It's definitely the work of the intelligence department.
It seems that some people want to use us to fight back against the case of Luxemburg Clearstream bank. Ha ha, OK, we have to admit that they have used us! "
Mahis laughed at himself, his eyes became brighter, and said to Helmut: "this matter has gone beyond the scope that we can make a decision. After all, several of them are now members of the core leadership of France. The most detailed one is the president. It must be reported to the big boss, and only he can make this decision."
"I think so, too." Helmut said with a solemn expression.
As for whether big boss will be scared or scared, they have never thought about this question. We need to know that there are not one or two big political bulls who are pulled down by big boss. They are not even afraid of America. They are afraid of France? Don't make fun of him.However, after all, it's very important. As subordinates, they can't do it first and then. They must report it to the big boss. As for how the big boss decides, they can't question it. Anyway, since someone can give it to Newsweek, they can also give it to other media. If Newsweek doesn't report, they will miss an opportunity to increase sales.
Washington, USA.
Andy has just finished the sumptuous lunch Li Wanqing prepared for him, drinking coffee and chatting with Li Wanqing. Li Wanqing is taking a digital camera that Andy brought this time and constantly looking at the picture of little Laura, showing a happy smile from time to time.
"It's so beautiful. I really want to hug..."
"Ha ha, the key is good genes. Her mother is a big beauty, and I am a super handsome man. Only when little Laura is not beautiful can she have problems." Andy's shameless boast.
Li Wanqing gave him a white look and smiled angrily: "you're really getting thicker and thicker, son of a bitch. The Smith family man, ha ha, it's really..."
Speaking of this, Li Wanqing's face changed a little, and then his eyes were cold, staring at Andy, and his heart was a little hairy. Then he heard Li Wanqing's uncertain question: "do you say that your father will..."
"Cough, I promise, my father is honest! Really... " When Andy heard about it, he replied firmly.
"You promise?" Li Wanqing's face looked good, then she frowned and looked at her son curiously.
"Well, I sent someone to watch him... Don't laugh, and remember to keep it secret. Don't let it slip. Mom, I did it for you, so don't screw it up! "
"Cluck... Stinky boy, it's mother's baby son. It's OK. There are too many dirty things here. Everyone wears several masks on his face. It's not for him. I moved back to New York long ago. "
Andy looks at the smile on his mother's face. He also smiles. As for the feeling of cheap dad Austin, ha ha.
"Didn't I suggest that you should have another one? I also hope to have a younger brother or sister. "
Li Wanqing looks at her son in a bad mood, but she can't help but look at the lovely look of little Laura in the camera.
“We were both young when I first saw you。。。”
When Tyler's voice rang, Andy picked up his personal cell phone and looked down to show it. He frowned slightly. Then he said to Li Wanqing, "Mom, I'll take a call."
"Well, go ahead."
Andy took his cell phone, went to the inner room, picked up the call from Paris, and when he saw the display, he guessed that something important had happened. His subordinates bypassed the normal way and directly called his personal number, which must not be a general event.
When Andy's private plane landed at the airport, it was far away in a court in Europe and France. In 2004, French prosecutors received a report that some important people in France had set up secret accounts in Luxemburg Clearstream bank, and the trial of money laundering of illegal commissions collected for the sale of weapons was coming to an end. Helmut, a well-known European reporter of Newsweek, is quickly typing words in his notebook, recording the details of the trial, and going back to sort out an excellent report. "Pa Pa Pa --" the mallet sounded. At the end of the trial, Helmut did not get up, but continued to concentrate on typing. There were people who kept leaving in the corridor corridor beside him. Just when there were fewer and fewer people, a black leather case Notepad was suddenly put on his laptop. Helmut raised his head to look at each other angrily, but he saw the back of a quick walk away, a camel colored windbreaker and a silver hair. "Hello, that gentleman, you..." Helmut had some unexpected discoveries. He didn't stop the other party, but accelerated his pace. He quickly disappeared at the exit of the court. Helmut hurriedly stood up and chased out, standing at the door, where could he find people. Can't help frowning, looking down at the black leather notepad in my hand, looking at the worn edge, I suddenly became stiff, and my whole body's sweat exploded. I looked left and right, and found that no one paid attention to him, so I pinched the notepad in my hand and ran back to the court. I hurriedly picked up all the things on the table and left the court. "Pa!" A glass of brandy was drunk up by Helmut, who was sitting in the corner of a bar. The glass was sitting on the table. His eyes were shining with a kind of expectation. His fingers were slightly shaking to open the black leather notebook's clasp, and he opened the notebook with excitement. "Hiss --" Helmut opened his eyes, took a breath of cool air, and then continued to turn the next page with trembling fingers. The more he looked, the more frightened he was. The faster he looked at the beating speed of his heart. The content of the short 23 pages made Helmut sweat on his forehead and back. He swallowed his saliva difficultly, poured himself a glass of brandy again and drank it Drop it. "Cough..." He choked and coughed violently, poured out another drink, and after he was shocked and calmed down, he was replaced by excitement and excitement. In just 23 pages, it is absolutely a nuclear bomb that can cause an earthquake in the whole French political arena. This is a private note recording the events between 1998 and 2003, including many bombing scandals such as Du smoking, illegal behaviors, extortion and corruption by French leaders. It also revealed many affairs of the current president Lao SA, details of the former president theon's plastic surgery in Canada in 2003, and the chaotic private life of former general manager Lionel. If all the contents are true, in order to cover up the above things, these big people will do whatever they can. Thinking of this, Helmut, who understands the dark side of the world, immediately becomes vigilant, looks around, closes the Notepad, puts it into the inner pocket of the suit, quickly puts on the windbreaker, grabs the briefcase, checks out, and then goes out to rent it Car, straight to Newsweek's French branch office. "Hoo --" Marcus, the French station chief of Newsweek, closed his notebook, breathed out a long breath of dullness, his face turned red, with an excited expression, grasped the notebook in his hand, looked at Helmut sitting opposite him with burning eyes and asked: "you really don't know who that man is? Don't you see what you look like? " "No, he's a big man with white hair. He should be very old. He only saw his back. He didn't plan to meet me at all. Chief editor, what should I do next? Shall we report or not? " Helmut frowned and recalled the explanation. "The content is highly credible. After all, some of the content has been reported but denied, but it's very detailed. It's absolutely recorded by people who have experienced it. It may even be done by people in the intelligence department. You know, when Lao SA took office as the president of France, the general intelligence agency was revoked by him and a new organization was established, which is likely to be kicked by Lao SA at the beginning It's not hard to guess what the outgoing people did. It's too detailed, even their Xing habits. It's definitely the work of the intelligence department. It seems that some people want to use us to fight back against the case of Luxemburg Clearstream bank. Ha ha, OK, we have to admit that they have used us! " Mahis laughed at himself, his eyes became brighter, and said to Helmut: "this matter has gone beyond the scope that we can make a decision. After all, several of them are now members of the core leadership of France. The most detailed one is the president. It must be reported to the big boss, and only he can make this decision." "I think so, too." Helmut said with a solemn expression. As for whether big boss will be scared or scared, they have never thought about this question. We need to know that there are not one or two big political bulls who are pulled down by big boss. They are not even afraid of America. They are afraid of France? Don't make fun of him.However, after all, it's very important. As subordinates, they can't do it first and then. They must report it to the big boss. As for how the big boss decides, they can't question it. Anyway, since someone can give it to Newsweek, they can also give it to other media. If Newsweek doesn't report, they will miss an opportunity to increase sales. Washington, USA. Andy has just finished the sumptuous lunch Li Wanqing prepared for him, drinking coffee and chatting with Li Wanqing. Li Wanqing is taking a digital camera that Andy brought this time and constantly looking at the picture of little Laura, showing a happy smile from time to time. "It's so beautiful. I really want to hug..." "Ha ha, the key is good genes. Her mother is a big beauty, and I am a super handsome man. Only when little Laura is not beautiful can she have problems." Andy's shameless boast. Li Wanqing gave him a white look and smiled angrily: "you're really getting thicker and thicker, son of a bitch. The Smith family man, ha ha, it's really..." Speaking of this, Li Wanqing's face changed a little, and then his eyes were cold, staring at Andy, and his heart was a little hairy. Then he heard Li Wanqing's uncertain question: "do you say that your father will..." "Cough, I promise, my father is honest! Really... " When Andy heard about it, he replied firmly. "You promise?" Li Wanqing's face looked good, then she frowned and looked at her son curiously. "Well, I sent someone to watch him... Don't laugh, and remember to keep it secret. Don't let it slip. Mom, I did it for you, so don't screw it up! " "Cluck... Stinky boy, it's mother's baby son. It's OK. There are too many dirty things here. Everyone wears several masks on his face. It's not for him. I moved back to New York long ago. " Andy looks at the smile on his mother's face. He also smiles. As for the feeling of cheap dad Austin, ha ha. "Didn't I suggest that you should have another one? I also hope to have a younger brother or sister. " Li Wanqing looks at her son in a bad mood, but she can't help but look at the lovely look of little Laura in the camera. We were both young when I first saw you When Tyler's voice rang, Andy picked up his personal cell phone and looked down to show it. He frowned slightly. Then he said to Li Wanqing, "Mom, I'll take a call." "Well, go ahead." Andy took his cell phone, went to the inner room, picked up the call from Paris, and when he saw the display, he guessed that something important had happened. His subordinates bypassed the normal way and directly called his personal number, which must not be a general event.
