Chapter 1097
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After the conversation with Sir Gao, Murdoch's back couldn't help but feel cold, and he was surprised at the depth of Gao Xian's palace. It was a trap set off by the atmosphere of the celebration banquet. Can it all escape? Until now, he still couldn't believe it!
In the final analysis, the relationship between the top bosses is full of cooperation, competition and confrontation, and the resources in the circle are limited after all, and it is inevitable that the proportion of various relationships will change dynamically.
Fortunately for Murdoch, he can't see the possibility of confrontation with Sir Gao at the moment. If he is afraid of Sir Gao's city, he doesn't need to worry about it, just make a profit from it and send Sir Gao a favor.
So, Murdoch hurriedly summoned his subordinates and issued orders. He could no longer eat melons according to the "regular" mode, otherwise he would be slapped in the face and made an international joke. Now he is making his colleagues a joke and standing out from the crowd. good chance.
The specific actions include that Murdoch's development in Sky TV in the UK has been a bit difficult since its establishment. At this time, he has not sent his most trusted officers to Frankfurt, and must he obtain the live video materials of Sir Gao as soon as possible?
In addition, the yellow media such as "The Sun", the momentum of eating Sir Gao's melon, quickly closed it, and the wind direction has changed.
After he was busy with his media empire, Murdoch began to use the intelligence he had to send out favors. For example, he contacted the British Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, showing off her immortal style. Now the news about Sir Gao makes a lot of noise. There's a lot of buzz, but I've got some different important news...
Not to mention, Mrs Thatcher was struggling, and she didn't even have a good dinner, because she had already learned about the bad things that happened at the Ritz Hotel banquet. With years of experience in political struggles, she felt the fog in it.
Sir Gao's status and influence, in Xiaoli and Ming, is the head of the international financial center of Xiangjiang; in Dali and deep, he is also in the mysterious "Jianghu" that affects the world order. One member, and bringing down such a character is very likely to produce a series of reactions beyond control.
The more crucial point is that, in Mrs Thatcher's view, the dispute over the supervisory power of the Hong Kong securities industry should not be of great benefit. It is obvious that a person with unfathomable energy such as Sir Gao is fighting to the death. The following circles are playing the trick of "kill first and then play".
At this time, as Sir Gao's wife, member of the Canadian House of Lords, Yi Huirong, why hasn't she used her personal relationship to call herself to find out about the situation?
Mrs Thatcher was muttering when Murdoch's call came.
After listening to the tip-off, Mrs Thatcher felt a little silly. What, Sir Gao is in Frankfurt, West Germany, on the European continent. Who is the "Sir Gao" who is imprisoned in the Metropolitan Police Department?
At this time, she couldn't care less about avoiding suspicion. She was caught by the media and political enemies. Mrs. Thatcher hurriedly asked about the progress of the case. In addition, she investigated the flight records of all airports last night.
First of all, the scene of chicken feathers in the Metropolitan Police Department was displayed in front of Mrs. Thatcher, and the subtlety of it was obvious.
Anthony Saltz, a lawyer at the British "magic circle" level, seems to be inefficient in his work. He has been chatting with the suspect for a long time; when he finally communicated formally with the London Police, nothing else is mentioned. , I have been making a fuss about whether I can be released on bail pending trial.
In this way, the ferment of the banquet at the Ritz Hotel can be said to be more complete, so that many authoritative media can't wait to omit the euphemism and directly name the president of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, who is in charge of the world's top ten foreign exchange reserves. David Gao, in disgraceful imprisonment.
Don't be so annoyed by Mrs Thatcher, I'm concerned about a question now, is the man locked up in the Metropolitan Police Department really Sir High?
The Prime Minister's question is very "novel". Peter Imbert, the head of the Metropolitan Police, quickly asked his deputy, John Delo, to confirm that it was David Gao, the president of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, who was arrested?
"How can this be wrong? Even if David Gao never cooperated with the police's interrogation, the evidence at the Ritz Hotel is very strong! Besides, ordinary people can afford the super-class of the British 'Magic Circle' level. A lawyer?" John Delo was also unsure when asked, "The lawyer is still pestering, can he be released on bail first, or call someone over to ask?"
"Quick, call someone over and confirm." Peter Imbert nodded hurriedly and urged.
Anthony Saltz, who was called over, sat down unhurriedly, looked at the time slowly, and couldn't help showing a look of satisfaction.
"Anthony, it's not easy to get a lawyer like you to come forward to defend." John Delo asked calmly: "By the way, since you have already appeared, then the Ritz Hotel The suspect in the case should also cooperate with the police, for example, to confirm the identity, otherwise, you should tell him first."
Anthony Saltz suppressed a smile and replied: "I know what everyone really cares about, but maybe everyone will be disappointed. He is not a famous celebrity at all, but a Vietnamese who holds a Hong Kong passport and his name is Li. Rich and heavy, working as a personal assistant."
"What, that person isn't David Gao!" John Delo's eyes almost fell, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I only found out after I communicated with my client in detail." Anthony Saltz shrugged, "Then I was busy with the issue of whether to be released on bail pending trial, so I forgot to communicate this information."
Peter Imbert, who was watching from the sidelines, could no longer remain calm. No wonder the Prime Minister personally asked whether the arrested suspect in the Ritz Hotel case was David Gao, President of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority. Chasing, hurry up and report it.
After Mrs Thatcher heard it, her nose was crooked, what can you do? Now that there is so much noise, how do I explain it? Wouldn't it be disgraceful internationally?
Peter Imbert must have a few words of defense. We can't blame us for this matter. That person is so similar to David Gao that he has every reason to believe that the so-called personal assistant is actually a carefully arranged stand-in. What's more, it's hard to tell the faces of oriental people, one person, Korean, Chinese all look similar...
"I don't care, you must find a way to give me a reasonable explanation." Iron Lady hung up the phone ruthlessly, and her eyes fell on the TV that the secretary had just adjusted. Sky TV was broadcasting an interview live.
I saw Sir Gao, President of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, waving his hand calmly, "Hello, I am here..."
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After the conversation with Sir Gao, Murdoch's back couldn't help but feel cold, and he was surprised at the depth of Gao Xian's palace. It was a trap set off by the atmosphere of the celebration banquet. Can it all escape? Until now, he still couldn't believe it!
In the final analysis, the relationship between the top bosses is full of cooperation, competition and confrontation, and the resources in the circle are limited after all, and it is inevitable that the proportion of various relationships will change dynamically.
Fortunately for Murdoch, he can't see the possibility of confrontation with Sir Gao at the moment. If he is afraid of Sir Gao's city, he doesn't need to worry about it, just make a profit from it and send Sir Gao a favor.
So, Murdoch hurriedly summoned his subordinates and issued orders. He could no longer eat melons according to the "regular" mode, otherwise he would be slapped in the face and made an international joke. Now he is making his colleagues a joke and standing out from the crowd. good chance.
The specific actions include that Murdoch's development in Sky TV in the UK has been a bit difficult since its establishment. At this time, he has not sent his most trusted officers to Frankfurt, and must he obtain the live video materials of Sir Gao as soon as possible?
In addition, the yellow media such as "The Sun", the momentum of eating Sir Gao's melon, quickly closed it, and the wind direction has changed.
After he was busy with his media empire, Murdoch began to use the intelligence he had to send out favors. For example, he contacted the British Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, showing off her immortal style. Now the news about Sir Gao makes a lot of noise. There's a lot of buzz, but I've got some different important news...
Not to mention, Mrs Thatcher was struggling, and she didn't even have a good dinner, because she had already learned about the bad things that happened at the Ritz Hotel banquet. With years of experience in political struggles, she felt the fog in it.
Sir Gao's status and influence, in Xiaoli and Ming, is the head of the international financial center of Xiangjiang; in Dali and deep, he is also in the mysterious "Jianghu" that affects the world order. One member, and bringing down such a character is very likely to produce a series of reactions beyond control.
The more crucial point is that, in Mrs Thatcher's view, the dispute over the supervisory power of the Hong Kong securities industry should not be of great benefit. It is obvious that a person with unfathomable energy such as Sir Gao is fighting to the death. The following circles are playing the trick of "kill first and then play".
At this time, as Sir Gao's wife, member of the Canadian House of Lords, Yi Huirong, why hasn't she used her personal relationship to call herself to find out about the situation?
Mrs Thatcher was muttering when Murdoch's call came.
After listening to the tip-off, Mrs Thatcher felt a little silly. What, Sir Gao is in Frankfurt, West Germany, on the European continent. Who is the "Sir Gao" who is imprisoned in the Metropolitan Police Department?
At this time, she couldn't care less about avoiding suspicion. She was caught by the media and political enemies. Mrs. Thatcher hurriedly asked about the progress of the case. In addition, she investigated the flight records of all airports last night.
First of all, the scene of chicken feathers in the Metropolitan Police Department was displayed in front of Mrs. Thatcher, and the subtlety of it was obvious.
Anthony Saltz, a lawyer at the British "magic circle" level, seems to be inefficient in his work. He has been chatting with the suspect for a long time; when he finally communicated formally with the London Police, nothing else is mentioned. , I have been making a fuss about whether I can be released on bail pending trial.
In this way, the ferment of the banquet at the Ritz Hotel can be said to be more complete, so that many authoritative media can't wait to omit the euphemism and directly name the president of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, who is in charge of the world's top ten foreign exchange reserves. David Gao, in disgraceful imprisonment.
Don't be so annoyed by Mrs Thatcher, I'm concerned about a question now, is the man locked up in the Metropolitan Police Department really Sir High?
The Prime Minister's question is very "novel". Peter Imbert, the head of the Metropolitan Police, quickly asked his deputy, John Delo, to confirm that it was David Gao, the president of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, who was arrested?
"How can this be wrong? Even if David Gao never cooperated with the police's interrogation, the evidence at the Ritz Hotel is very strong! Besides, ordinary people can afford the super-class of the British 'Magic Circle' level. A lawyer?" John Delo was also unsure when asked, "The lawyer is still pestering, can he be released on bail first, or call someone over to ask?"
"Quick, call someone over and confirm." Peter Imbert nodded hurriedly and urged.
Anthony Saltz, who was called over, sat down unhurriedly, looked at the time slowly, and couldn't help showing a look of satisfaction.
"Anthony, it's not easy to get a lawyer like you to come forward to defend." John Delo asked calmly: "By the way, since you have already appeared, then the Ritz Hotel The suspect in the case should also cooperate with the police, for example, to confirm the identity, otherwise, you should tell him first."
Anthony Saltz suppressed a smile and replied: "I know what everyone really cares about, but maybe everyone will be disappointed. He is not a famous celebrity at all, but a Vietnamese who holds a Hong Kong passport and his name is Li. Rich and heavy, working as a personal assistant."
"What, that person isn't David Gao!" John Delo's eyes almost fell, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I only found out after I communicated with my client in detail." Anthony Saltz shrugged, "Then I was busy with the issue of whether to be released on bail pending trial, so I forgot to communicate this information."
Peter Imbert, who was watching from the sidelines, could no longer remain calm. No wonder the Prime Minister personally asked whether the arrested suspect in the Ritz Hotel case was David Gao, President of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority. Chasing, hurry up and report it.
After Mrs Thatcher heard it, her nose was crooked, what can you do? Now that there is so much noise, how do I explain it? Wouldn't it be disgraceful internationally?
Peter Imbert must have a few words of defense. We can't blame us for this matter. That person is so similar to David Gao that he has every reason to believe that the so-called personal assistant is actually a carefully arranged stand-in. What's more, it's hard to tell the faces of oriental people, one person, Korean, Chinese all look similar...
"I don't care, you must find a way to give me a reasonable explanation." Iron Lady hung up the phone ruthlessly, and her eyes fell on the TV that the secretary had just adjusted. Sky TV was broadcasting an interview live.
I saw Sir Gao, President of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, waving his hand calmly, "Hello, I am here..."
After the conversation with Sir Gao, Murdoch's back couldn't help but feel cold, and he was surprised at the depth of Gao Xian's palace. It was a trap set off by the atmosphere of the celebration banquet. Can it all escape? Until now, he still couldn't believe it! In the final analysis, the relationship between the top bosses is full of cooperation, competition and confrontation, and the resources in the circle are limited after all, and it is inevitable that the proportion of various relationships will change dynamically. Fortunately for Murdoch, he can't see the possibility of confrontation with Sir Gao at the moment. If he is afraid of Sir Gao's city, he doesn't need to worry about it, just make a profit from it and send Sir Gao a favor. So, Murdoch hurriedly summoned his subordinates and issued orders. He could no longer eat melons according to the "regular" mode, otherwise he would be slapped in the face and made an international joke. Now he is making his colleagues a joke and standing out from the crowd. good chance. The specific actions include that Murdoch's development in Sky TV in the UK has been a bit difficult since its establishment. At this time, he has not sent his most trusted officers to Frankfurt, and must he obtain the live video materials of Sir Gao as soon as possible? In addition, the yellow media such as "The Sun", the momentum of eating Sir Gao's melon, quickly closed it, and the wind direction has changed. After he was busy with his media empire, Murdoch began to use the intelligence he had to send out favors. For example, he contacted the British Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, showing off her immortal style. Now the news about Sir Gao makes a lot of noise. There's a lot of buzz, but I've got some different important news... Not to mention, Mrs Thatcher was struggling, and she didn't even have a good dinner, because she had already learned about the bad things that happened at the Ritz Hotel banquet. With years of experience in political struggles, she felt the fog in it. Sir Gao's status and influence, in Xiaoli and Ming, is the head of the international financial center of Xiangjiang; in Dali and deep, he is also in the mysterious "Jianghu" that affects the world order. One member, and bringing down such a character is very likely to produce a series of reactions beyond control. The more crucial point is that, in Mrs Thatcher's view, the dispute over the supervisory power of the Hong Kong securities industry should not be of great benefit. It is obvious that a person with unfathomable energy such as Sir Gao is fighting to the death. The following circles are playing the trick of "kill first and then play". At this time, as Sir Gao's wife, member of the Canadian House of Lords, Yi Huirong, why hasn't she used her personal relationship to call herself to find out about the situation? Mrs Thatcher was muttering when Murdoch's call came. After listening to the tip-off, Mrs Thatcher felt a little silly. What, Sir Gao is in Frankfurt, West Germany, on the European continent. Who is the "Sir Gao" who is imprisoned in the Metropolitan Police Department? At this time, she couldn't care less about avoiding suspicion. She was caught by the media and political enemies. Mrs. Thatcher hurriedly asked about the progress of the case. In addition, she investigated the flight records of all airports last night. First of all, the scene of chicken feathers in the Metropolitan Police Department was displayed in front of Mrs. Thatcher, and the subtlety of it was obvious. Anthony Saltz, a lawyer at the British "magic circle" level, seems to be inefficient in his work. He has been chatting with the suspect for a long time; when he finally communicated formally with the London Police, nothing else is mentioned. , I have been making a fuss about whether I can be released on bail pending trial. In this way, the ferment of the banquet at the Ritz Hotel can be said to be more complete, so that many authoritative media can't wait to omit the euphemism and directly name the president of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, who is in charge of the world's top ten foreign exchange reserves. David Gao, in disgraceful imprisonment. Don't be so annoyed by Mrs Thatcher, I'm concerned about a question now, is the man locked up in the Metropolitan Police Department really Sir High? The Prime Minister's question is very "novel". Peter Imbert, the head of the Metropolitan Police, quickly asked his deputy, John Delo, to confirm that it was David Gao, the president of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, who was arrested? "How can this be wrong? Even if David Gao never cooperated with the police's interrogation, the evidence at the Ritz Hotel is very strong! Besides, ordinary people can afford the super-class of the British 'Magic Circle' level. A lawyer?" John Delo was also unsure when asked, "The lawyer is still pestering, can he be released on bail first, or call someone over to ask?" "Quick, call someone over and confirm." Peter Imbert nodded hurriedly and urged. Anthony Saltz, who was called over, sat down unhurriedly, looked at the time slowly, and couldn't help showing a look of satisfaction. "Anthony, it's not easy to get a lawyer like you to come forward to defend." John Delo asked calmly: "By the way, since you have already appeared, then the Ritz Hotel The suspect in the case should also cooperate with the police, for example, to confirm the identity, otherwise, you should tell him first." Anthony Saltz suppressed a smile and replied: "I know what everyone really cares about, but maybe everyone will be disappointed. He is not a famous celebrity at all, but a Vietnamese who holds a Hong Kong passport and his name is Li. Rich and heavy, working as a personal assistant." "What, that person isn't David Gao!" John Delo's eyes almost fell, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" "I only found out after I communicated with my client in detail." Anthony Saltz shrugged, "Then I was busy with the issue of whether to be released on bail pending trial, so I forgot to communicate this information." Peter Imbert, who was watching from the sidelines, could no longer remain calm. No wonder the Prime Minister personally asked whether the arrested suspect in the Ritz Hotel case was David Gao, President of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority. Chasing, hurry up and report it. After Mrs Thatcher heard it, her nose was crooked, what can you do? Now that there is so much noise, how do I explain it? Wouldn't it be disgraceful internationally? Peter Imbert must have a few words of defense. We can't blame us for this matter. That person is so similar to David Gao that he has every reason to believe that the so-called personal assistant is actually a carefully arranged stand-in. What's more, it's hard to tell the faces of oriental people, one person, Korean, Chinese all look similar... "I don't care, you must find a way to give me a reasonable explanation." Iron Lady hung up the phone ruthlessly, and her eyes fell on the TV that the secretary had just adjusted. Sky TV was broadcasting an interview live. I saw Sir Gao, President of the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, waving his hand calmly, "Hello, I am here..."
