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Chapter seven hundred and thirty seventh dog bites dog

"Who are they?"

In the reception room of the suite, Emma Watson turned around, occasionally opening the door and looking outside, "Matthew, Brown won't kill them, right?"

Just as she was watching, Brown Williams touched his hand into the clothes, as if he was going to get a weapon.

"No." Matthew answered the first question first, and then said, "The Sun's paparazzi."

Brown Williams threatening words came from outside, and the reporters' stubborn voices of resistance.

Matthew sat here without any interest in taking a look, and wouldn't go out to meet the two paparazzi foolishly, that would be too polite to praise them.

The paparazzi in Britain is well-deserved, and they are too brave.

Brown Williams is enough to deal with these two paparazzi.

The two paparazzi from the Sun were very arrogant, and various similar threats were exposed one after another.

But each of them has to face three strong bodyguards, and the threat cannot change their current situation.

Of course, Matthew would then notify the hotel and call the police, and would definitely not let the two paparazzi suffer personal injury in his room that could be seen by others.

Brown Williams has been in the Counter-Terrorism Force and has a lot of experience.

Not long after, the paparazzi scattered in the two rooms disappeared and no longer shouted arrogantly like before.

A few minutes later, a knock on the door sounded, Matthew said please come in, Brown Williams pushed the door and walked in, holding two mini cameras and two recorders.

He turned around and closed the door and said, "I asked clearly. Both of them were from the Sun. They sneaked into the hotel through a hotel cleaner. I searched their bodies and found these."

While speaking, he placed the camera and a recorder on the table in front of Matthew.

"Total destruction," Matthew said to Brown Williams, "do it now."

This matter involves not only him, but Emma Watson.

Brown Williams greeted another bodyguard from outside and turned the camera and recorder into garbage on the spot.

"What's next?" Emma Watson obviously wanted to liven up the atmosphere, "Why don't we sink those two guys into the sea?"

Matthew first smiled at Emma Watson, and then said to Brown Williams, "Notify the hotel and call the police."

Brown Williams nodded and turned and left with another bodyguard.

"That's it?" Emma Watson was a little surprised. In my impression, Matthew was not such a generous person.

Matthew shook his head, "I can't really throw them into the sea, right?"

Emma Watson asked again, "What the hell do you think? You won't even tell me, right? I'm one of the parties involved."

"I remember that the head of News Corp in the UK was Rupert Murdoch's youngest son, who seemed to be James Murdoch." Matthew said lightly, "My agency has business dealings with News Corp."

As soon as he finished speaking, Emma Watson nodded and said, "They are going to lose their jobs."

"Emma, ​​I remember your father is a lawyer, right?" Seeing Emma Watson nodding, Matthew said again, "Let him find a suitable lawyer for me. I don't know much about British law. I see how I can sue them. I don't ask for victory, and I will drag the lawsuit again and again."

"Looking back, I'll say to my dad." Emma Watson said.

She knew that this was the most common and effective method for the rich to deal with the poor. She was more money than to use the money to crush you to death. The hundreds of thousands of dollars of lawyer fees were not in the eyes of people of Matthew's level, so how could the two paparazzi hold on?

The rest is not clear, but Emma Watson has seen several real estate cases represented by his father. To deal with those who do not want to relocate, it is just to find or create a suitable excuse to sue, and drag the poor to collapse.

Matthew finally said, "There is still one, but I haven't thought about it yet. Let's talk about it when Brown finds someone to check it out."

Emma Watson responded and said, "You must tell me."

In a few minutes, the hotel duty manager rushed over, and soon the police arrived. An executive producer and Christopher Nolan from the crew also received news and came to see it.

Matthew and Emma Watson made a routine transcript.

The hotel retrieved the surveillance video and quickly found the insider of the hotel. He promised Matthew that he would deal with it as soon as possible.

The case was simple and clear. The police completed the routine and took away two paparazzi.

After the police left, the hotel manager solemnly apologized to Matthew and Emma Watson. Matthew did not mean to be too calculating about the hotel, but just asked them to severely punish the person who responded to the paparazzi.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be let go easily. Helen Hermann is not here, and Matthew is too lazy to get involved in such bad things, so he simply handed it over to the executive producer of the crew to negotiate with the hotel.

Finally, the Hilton Hotel waived the fees of the entire Inception crew and gave Matthew and Emma Watson a gold card. They can stay in the Hilton Hotel for free at the next three years, etc.

After all these things, Matthew called Helen Herman first and asked Brown Williams to thoroughly inspect his room.

"It's finally quiet."

Close the door, Matthew sat on the sofa in the living room, leaned against Emma Watson, and said, "I didn't expect that so many things happened to you this time. It's better to be with you."

Emma Watson didn't care, "It's okay." She then frowned slightly, "I guess the scandal between me and you will be flying all over the sky tomorrow."

Matthew waved his hand, "Don't worry about this, just pretend it's impossible to see."

He also heard Brown Williams say that when the police took the two paparazzi away, the door of the Hilton Hotel was surrounded by reporters.

What happened tonight cannot be kept secret.

Emma Watson said again at this time, "I have called my dad and I will go to the office to see him tomorrow."

Matthew nodded slightly. It was not necessary for lawyers to do this. If it doesn't work, he just went to other big law firms. Some clients like him were received by law firms.

The phone in the room rang at this time. Matthew answered for a while, quickly hung up the phone, and said to Emma Watson, "The hotel fired the insider... Well, the hotel will complain to the relevant industry union that it will be difficult for him to find another job in the short term."

"This kind of person hates the most," said Emma Watson.

Matthew suddenly had an idea and said, "Why don't we try it and see if they will bite the dog..."

Emma Watson came over and said, "How do you bite?"

Matthew muttered to her in a low voice, Emma Watson nodded repeatedly, "Okay! OK! Let's try it! If not, we will not lose..."

The two said a few more words, and Matthew called Brown Williams.

In this era, the speed of information spread is amazing. Emma Watson then turned on the computer. Gossip news about her staying at the Hilton Hotel with Matthew on the Internet was flying all over the sky. Even the candid filming incident that had just happened only an hour ago, many websites reported it in detail.

The efficiency of British entertainment media is amazing. Not only are there photos of two paparazzi being taken away by the police, but they also dug out their names and work for the Sun, and even the description of the incident was almost the same.

After seeing it, Matthew was very suspicious that there were other informants from the entertainment media inside the hotel, and even some people in the police might be selling news.

After a while, there were more gossip and gossip news on the Internet, which could be described as overwhelming.

In this super powerful country of entertainment gossip, the spread of entertainment news seems to be a little faster than that of Los Angeles.

As usual, Matthew was neither worried about this nor did he do media PR. Moreover, Emma Watson was still in his room, so he was embarrassed to gossip about PR with shame?

Even the girl Emma Watson didn't care much, and he, a big man, didn't care even more.

And there is a good way to forget all of these.

After reading the gossip news on the Internet for a while, Matthew directly carried Emma Watson into the bedroom. These troubles that he said were very small, how could he stop enjoying such a big thing as life?

As the night became darker and darker, time was approaching midnight. In a sanitation worker lounge on the second floor of the underground Hilton Hotel, Morrison, under the surveillance of two security personnel, walked out of the hotel side door with a small cardboard box in his arms.

From this moment on, he was unemployed.

Walking down on the street lights, Morrison turned to look at the entrance of the Hilton Hotel, where at least hundreds of journalists were surrounded.

Originally, there were many journalists here. This happened tonight, and it seemed that the entire British media sent people to come.

He was not surprised that he was swept out of the hotel. He knew that there would be such a result from the time he agreed to the two guys, but the result was different from what he expected.

Who should I ask for the 50,000 pounds? It’s not the temptation of this money, and he can do such a thing? He is still very professional.

Now the two sluts have been caught and have been taken away by the police. The explosive news has not been captured, and there is no way to talk about bonuses and other things.

Morrison threw the box in his hand directly into the trash can on the side of the road, and stood on the side of the road and sulked.

He lost his job even though he didn't get the money, so he lost a lot.

No, you have to put those two bastards in charge of this matter, so you can't just forget it.

Morrison had just made up his mind when a man wearing a black one-piece hood came over from behind and suddenly stood beside him.

"What are you going to do?" Morrison was alert. The policing in London was not good, especially at night. "Who are you?"

The man's one-piece hood had a particularly large brim, and most of his face was covered in the shadow, making people unreal. Moreover, the clothes he was wearing were obviously incompatible, and he seemed to be hunched over, making it difficult to judge his body shape.
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