William's intuition was still reliable. In a small bridge car not far from the Hilton Hotel, John Taylor from The Sun was almost shaking with excitement. He kept saying, "I'm going to be rich, haha, I'm going to be rich, I'm going to be famous. I've been a reporter for five or six years and finally I dug up a big news. Let's see what that fat supervisor says this time."
He followed Chelsea's Dennis Wise to the Hilton Hotel last night, hoping to take some gossip photos of Dennis Wise, but he waited all night and didn't get anything.
After 7 a.m., he swapped shifts with his companions and walked into the Hilton Hotel, pretending to be waiting for someone. In fact, he was looking for his high school classmate Claudio, who worked at the Hilton Hotel.
After sitting for about ten minutes, John Taylor asked the staff for directions to the restroom. After washing his face and brushing his teeth and solving his urgent problem, John Taylor sat in the hotel lobby again, pretending to wait for someone.
At around 8 o'clock in the morning, John Taylor met his high school classmate Claudio. John Taylor winked at Claudio and walked towards the bathroom calmly.
Not long after, Claudio entered the bathroom. As soon as he entered the bathroom, he grabbed John Taylor's collar and pulled him over.
"You're crazy, John. I'm on the job now. If the foreman sees me, he'll fire me," Claudio complained in a low voice.
John Taylor didn't dare to confront Claudio, who had served in the English army for six or seven years and had just retired due to injury. He quickly comforted him, "Relax, Claudio, it's okay. There are only two of us in the bathroom, and anyone who comes in will hear us. Listen, man, I came to the hotel with Dennis Wise from Chelsea."
"Dennis Wise, the one who equalized for AC Milan at San Siro in the Champions League?" Claudio asked.
"Yes, it's him. He has high news value now. If we can take photos of him cheating, we will make a fortune. Selling them to The Sun will get at least 10,000 pounds. Claudio, you can get half of it. Think about it, this is your three-month salary," John Taylor tempted.
"Fuck, I received a notice yesterday that several large companies will come to the hotel for a meeting today, and I have to go to the conference room soon. Damn it, why don't you come earlier or later? Why have a meeting at this time? It will delay my making money, and I'm still waiting to buy a birthday present for my child," Claudio complained.
"What time does the meeting in the conference room start?" asked John Taylor.
"Nine o'clock in the morning, what's the matter?" Claudio replied.
"It's okay. We still have a chance. Dennis Weiss hasn't come out yet. Claudio, go to the conference room first. I'll set my phone to vibrate. We still have time. It won't take long for you to sort things out in the conference room. I'll wait for you in the lobby."
"Okay, I'll finish the meeting room as soon as possible and go to the service desk to wait. I can see the elevator there. When I see Dennis Weiss, I'll call you. Maybe I can secretly install the bug you gave me last time on him."
"That's even better, Claudio. You should put the skills you have learned into use. You won't make a lot of money if you just work honestly all day long," said John Taylor.
"Stop talking nonsense. I have a wife and kids now. I can't take any risks. I'm going to the meeting room now. Wait for my call. John, don't fall asleep," Claudio joked.
"Get lost, I'm a professional journalist"
"You're still a reporter, aren't you just a paparazzi?"
"Damn it, I'm a journalist, a journalist. I'm a college graduate majoring in media," John Taylor roared in a low voice.
"Okay, okay, you are a reporter." Claudio rolled his eyes speechlessly. After graduating from college, he ended up being a paparazzi.
As Claudio was about to leave the restroom, John Taylor, with the professional instinct of a paparazzi who had worked for five or six years, stopped Claudio and handed him a tape recorder, saying, "Didn't you say a big company was coming for a meeting today? Let's buy some insurance. Maybe we can record something useful."
"Are you crazy, John? These big companies are not something people like us can mess with. Please don't hurt me." Claudio immediately disagreed. He didn't want to be caught as a corporate spy. What would happen to his wife and children?
"Don't worry, we'll listen to it first. If it can't be reported, I will never hand it over to the newspaper. I haven't lived enough yet. Don't worry, we'll listen to it together. If you think it's dangerous, we won't do it," John Taylor promised.
"Well, I won't give it to you first, John. If you want to mess with these big companies, you'd better wait until you become a famous reporter. I don't want to see you in jail one day."
"Fuck you Claudio, I won't go in even if you do."
"Okay, I'm leaving now, keep an eye on my phone."
John Taylor waited for Claudio's call for the whole morning but didn't get one. He was getting anxious and was about to call Claudio, but unexpectedly Claudio called first.
"Hey, Claudio, what's going on? Dennis Wise is out," John Taylor asked hurriedly.
Search [Book Assistant] official address: www.kanshuzhushou.com Read millions of popular books for free without ads for life!
"John, forget about that shorty Dennis Wise. John, I think we're going to be rich. Do you know what was recorded in the conference room? John, we're going to be rich. Your newspaper will definitely pay a lot of money to buy this recording."
Claudio thought that this time he might get tens of thousands of pounds from the newspaper. With this money, his financial situation would be greatly improved, so he couldn't wait to call John Taylor.
"Wait for me, John. Send your assistant away and I'll find you at your car. Remember, it's a secret." Claudio hung up the phone.
"Hello, hello," John Taylor called several times. He looked at his phone and saw that Claudio had hung up. Remembering Claudio had told him to send the assistant away, John Taylor said to the assistant, "Pete, it's noon. Go to the restaurant to have lunch and take a break. Wait for my call."
Peter saw John Taylor hang up the phone and send him away. Knowing that John Taylor had something he didn't want him to know, Peter nodded tactfully and said, "Okay, John, I'm hungry so I'm going to the restaurant for lunch. Do you want me to bring you lunch?"
"You eat first, and we'll talk when I'm hungry. Pete, I'll call you if you need me," said John Taylor.
"Okay, I'm leaving then," Pete said, then opened the car door and went to the restaurant.
John Taylor didn't wait for a few minutes. Claudio, who had been watching Pete walk into the restaurant from a distance, opened the car door and got in.
"Damn it, what kind of recording is Claudio making you so cautious? Let me listen to it quickly," John Taylor asked impatiently when he saw Claudio get in the car.
"Don't be impatient, I'll play it for you right now. We agreed that I want half of it. Otherwise, you know my skills, so don't even think about taking the tape recorder from me," Claudio reminded.
"OK, OK, damn it, play the recording quickly"
Claudio reached into the inside pocket of his shirt. Instead of taking out the tape recorder, he pressed the play button in the inside pocket of his shirt.
Claudio was a hotel staff member, and this was the first time he used the skills he had learned after retiring from the army. He carefully avoided the eyes of all his colleagues, and finally everything went smoothly without alarming anyone. He got the tape recorder and put it in his inner pocket.
During lunch, he listened to the recording on the tape recorder with headphones outside the hotel, so he had already fast-forwarded the tape recorder to the part where people started talking in the conference room.
As soon as John Taylor pressed the play button, he heard a young man's voice coming from the tape recorder.
"Welcome, gentlemen. My name is William Devonshire, the creator, designer, and owner of Plants vs. Zombies."
John Taylor had heard of Plants vs. Zombies. His younger brother had recently told him that the game was very popular among young people and that his younger brother had also bought a game disc.
The recording continued. When John Taylor heard that the sales figures of Plants vs. Zombies in London and the five counties surrounding London in 15 days were 430,000 units, with a turnover of 6.45 million pounds, an average of 15 pounds per unit, and that 7 million game discs of Plants vs. Zombies could be sold, John Taylor's expression was excited, his eyes were shining, and his hands were shaking.
When I heard the guy named William Devonshire say in the recording:
"Starting from £100 million"
John Taylor was so excited that his whole body was shaking. He knew that he had accidentally dug up a huge piece of news. If everything in the recording was true, then this news would cause a sensation throughout England, and even the whole world, because it would attract so many game companies and agency companies to scramble for it. Moreover, these shameless guys had joined forces to block the news, otherwise these paparazzi would not have heard anything for a long time. More importantly, everything about the game was completed by the young man named William Devonshire alone.
Investigate, I, John Taylor, will find out everything about you, William Devonshire. I will even find out whether you wet the bed as a child.
This was a golden opportunity for him to make a fortune and get promoted. At this moment, John Taylor felt that the paparazzi god was shining on him, allowing him to call Claudio and stuff a tape recorder into his hand at that moment. Claudio was indeed a veteran who had been in the army for so many years. He was not discovered by the bodyguards of these big companies.
John Taylor hugged Claudio and kissed me on the forehead without saying a word. "Claudio, you're my lucky star. Damn, we're going to be rich. No one can take this recording from us for less than 50,000 pounds."
Claudio was very happy to hear that it could be sold for 50,000 pounds. He wondered if I really shouldn't be so honest. What I learned in the army was still very useful.
John Taylor calmed down after a moment of joy and said, "Claudio, damn it, we don't have any photos. Is William still in the hotel? We need to take a photo of him. We need to dig out everything about this guy so that we can make the headlines of The Sun more than once."
Claudio said hurriedly: "Yes, I saw that guy this morning. God, this guy is really God's illegitimate son. He will become a millionaire soon. And he is so handsome. God is really unfair."
"Forget God, Claudio, let's go wait for him outside the hotel. I must take a picture of him today. Let's go, Agent Claudio, you're just a stubborn person. If I had your skills, I would have made a fortune long ago." After saying this, John Taylor wanted to drag Claudio to an ambush at the hotel entrance.
"Wait, John, let's drive the car to a suitable place first, so it will be more convenient when we run later," Claudio reminded.
After everything was ready, the two men ambushed outside the hotel with cameras. Claudio even wore his coat inside out, wearing John's hat and mask, waiting for William to come out.
-----------------------
The more Power Stones, the less you have to wait.