American Scandal King

Chapter 114: Enemies Become Allies (Part )
Talking to smart people is the easiest.

After learning that Gaskell was not dead, Boyle realized that there was room for change.

To put it bluntly, it's all about money.

If Ian had followed his personality in his previous life, he would have said, "I'm not doing this for the money," at least to pretend to be cool.

But in the United States, this doesn't work.

If you say that, people will really believe it.

In the United States, it is not shameful to talk about money. What is shameful is to want money and act like a bitch.

It's not just men who are like this, women are the same, otherwise it would be impossible for a story of six people living together just after they met.

So Ian said directly: "Five hundred million."

Boyle shook his head repeatedly: "This request is too outrageous."

Ian looked at him coldly.

Boyle sneered, "You can send me to jail, but with my wealth and connections, I won't be released on bail after spending a single day in jail. After all, the evidence you've obtained proves that I was merely aware of the situation, not instigating it! My crime isn't that serious! And don't expect me to convince the board of directors. They won't accept it. Even if I'm a member of the board, I can still be discarded. So, I might as well take on everything myself, and I'll still be a member of the board."

He smiled and said, "I have nothing to lose!"

Ian looked at him doubtfully: "Are you mistaken? When did I say I would use legal means to deal with you? Hey, man, the person in front of you is also a businessman, okay? I also deal with lawyers! I know what they can do and what they can't do."

Boyle looked at him speechlessly: "And he's dealing with gangs?"

Ian laughed. "The police can even work with the mafia to solve cases. It's no longer news that a mafia boss is a guest of the governor! I have a lot of such information, but it's worthless even if it's locked in a safe!"

He looked at Boyle fiercely and said, "Why don't you give me some new evidence?"

He took out a recorder and handed it to Boyle. "Just say that the entire plan was authorized by the board of directors. How about that? Then I'll help you jump off the building and commit suicide. You'll become a man with a guilty conscience, and you'll leave behind a suicide note to prove everything you said."

Boyle's face changed drastically: "You dare not do this, you are a businessman, not a criminal!"

Hearing this, Ian put away the recorder.

He clapped his hands: "Hardake!"

The big man pushed the door open and walked in.

Ian said, "Throw him down."

He hugged Jessica and Helen and said, "Don't look, baby, it will be a little bloody."

Helen chuckled. "His body would be lying on the ground, not here."

"Okay." Ian spread his hands.

Here, Hadak had already grabbed Boyle's neck and walked towards the large floor-to-ceiling window.

It looked like he was going to smash Boyle's head right through the glass.

You don't even need to fly out, you can't even withstand a collision, the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window is very hard.

Boyle yelled, "Okay, okay, I can help!"

He doesn't dare to gamble!

Haddock withdrew.

Ian nodded slightly, and Haddock released Boyle and strode out of the room.

Ian looked at Boyle calmly: "That's right."

Boyle took a long breath and tried to straighten his collar. "Give me the recording first. I need to confirm this with the board."

Ian took out the recorder and gave it to him. Boyle listened to it and thought to himself that he probably didn't have a backup yet. If I destroyed it now... Forget it, destroying the recorder would save the entire board of directors, but I would definitely be finished.

Then he picked up his phone and made a call. After a moment, he said, "It's me. Something happened. Listen to this first..."

He started playing the recording.

A moment later, angry shouts were heard from the other end of the phone.

Ian motioned to Jessica and Helen to cover their ears. Jessica chuckled, "The director's vocabulary is much richer when he curses than those guys." Ian shrugged, pulled the two girls into his arms, and comforted them gently.

He kissed the two beauties lightly, and one of his hands was touching them dishonestly.

Jessica was still a little embarrassed, but Helen seemed very excited.

Besides Cressy, she is the hottest!

Boyle was still on the phone, and it was clear that this was not a matter for one person, and they had to discuss how to solve it.

The conversation lasted about an hour.

Finally, Boyle put away the phone and said to Ian, "The company can only give you 30 million at most."

"That's a huge gap." Ian shook his head: "My friend is the chairman of a bank!"

"But he's not dead," Boyle said. "The value of this matter lies in the value of my life, not his."

"Your life is worth a lot of money."

"The problem is, the board doesn't care," Boyle said helplessly. "I'm just a small shareholder. I'm the management representative on the board, and I'm also an employee. If I make them lose a lot of money, they'll ask me to leave... and I'm almost done with it now."

He looked at Ian helplessly and said, "You ruined me!"

Hearing this, Ian was thoughtful.

Then he smiled and said, "No, they won't throw you out easily. Many things will have a chain reaction. This thing may not be fatal to Ankang Insurance, but if they throw you out, what you know may be fatal to them."

This remark struck a chord with Boyle, but he ultimately shook his head: "I won't do that. I'll die if I do that. You already know how good we are at killing people as a health insurance company. That would be a huge problem for you too... You're not the only one who can find gangsters. Those guys are just dogs of the rich, but we're just not willing to use them easily... You use them too casually. This is not a good habit!"

Damn, everyone is sober-minded.

Ian didn't want to offend Ankang too much. Now he could blackmail Ankang by relying on his rightness, but if the blackmail was too heavy, he personally might not be afraid of Ankang's revenge, but his company would definitely not be afraid.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "How many shares do you have in Ankang Company?"

Boyle replied: "0.8%, but I hold 5 points on behalf of the management."

As the largest insurance company in the United States, Ankang Insurance Company has a market value of about 500 billion. 0.8 points is 4 million. Coupled with the high salary, its net worth is similar to Gaskell's, but its influence is much greater than Gaskell's. Unfortunately, it is like a little chicken in front of Ian.

Now that this has happened, Boyle's future is even more worrying.

Ian smiled and said, "If you're willing to cooperate, I can find you another job. Although you're a scumbag and a lecher, I believe you're capable enough to become the CEO of Ankang Insurance Company and manage the management's shares. Gaskell said I need some time and fame to attract those talented individuals with annual salaries in the millions or tens of millions to work for me, but as of now, it seems I can secure someone who's reasonably capable."

Boyle was speechless: "You can't afford me... You know that can't be solved by threats."

"Just for now," Ian said. "By the end of the year at the latest, my business will have expanded significantly. But before that, I still need your help."

He put his hand on Boyle's shoulder and said, "If you are willing to find a new home with me in the future, then you may be able to give better suggestions for solving the current problem."

If you can't find a solution to a problem, then throw the solution to your opponent. Under the pressure of life, the wisdom that the opponent can burst out is stronger than yours!
Isn't that what Israel is like?
Boyle knew he had no choice.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Tell me your bottom line first."

"It's a three-year interest-free loan of 20 billion, and the principal will be repaid after three years," Ian said.

His purpose was not to ask for money directly, but to provide an interest-free loan.

Calculated at 6 points, a 20 billion loan would be 1.2 million, which would be 3.6 ​​million in three years. For business owners, they would rather take a 20 billion interest-free loan than 3.6 million in cash.

“For what?”

"Acquire CBS shares."

Boyle shook his head slightly: "That's not how things work. Let me give you an idea."

"what?"

"Ankang can purchase your advertising services."

Ian laughed and said, "That would be a astronomical price."

(End of this chapter)