American Scandal King

Chapter 116 Hollywood Nightmare (Part )
6 month 1 day.

International Children's Day.

On this day, a major incident broke out.

A shocking massacre broke out at the Narayanhiti Palace, the royal palace of Nepal. King Birendra, Queen Aishwarya, Prince Nirajan, Princess Shruti and 10 other royal family members were shot dead.

Ian felt sorry for this.

His tentacles aren't long enough, otherwise he might have gone to Nepal to interview the shooting incident, asking the king, queen, and princes what they thought about being shot, and saving a princess for fun...

But this also made Ian realize that most of the inertia of history still exists.

My future self won't just be producing news myself, but will also be directly tracking down major events that are about to happen. I may not remember many financial changes in history, but as a journalist, I will know most of the news events in the next twenty years.

Therefore, the future will not be just about 911/. For example, next year’s World Cup scandal, the Russian Bolshoi Theater incident, etc. If handled well, the rewards can be huge!
In the days to come, all major historical events will have their own presence!

With the acquisition of the Los Angeles Times, Cal Media expanded again.

The first thing they did was move.

Interestingly, Ian chose Trump Tower in Los Angeles.

Yes, the future loudmouthed president has a building in Los Angeles.

The reason for choosing this place is that Ian also plans to make friends with the future president, and the key is that he has a very outstanding daughter.

Ivanka Trump was only 20 years old at the time and had not yet met her future husband, Jared Kushner, son of real estate tycoon Charles Kushner - they met in 05.

Just a good opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Carl Media acquired the top four floors of Trump Tower.

The top two floors are controlled by the media group, the other two floors are used by the Los Angeles Herald, and the Times remains untouched.

Unfortunately, Ian didn't meet Trump when he moved. The big boss was very busy and it was impossible for him to meet him every time there was a client. He could only meet him again when there was a chance in the future.

If he were to run for president in the future, he would definitely not let go of the opportunity to befriend me.

Gaskell's health is also improving, and the size of the entire Carl Media has now reached about 11 billion, with a debt ratio of 48%.

After the Gaskell shooting, with the MS and health issues resolved, Ian began to shift his reporting focus to Hollywood.

Although Ian has given Hollywood a lot of information in the past period of time, he has held back, so Hollywood has not yet truly felt the horror of Ian Carr!
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dusk.

In a cafe on the side of a luxurious street, when Ian came in, he saw a fat white man sitting at the coffee table next to him.

He seemed to be looking seriously at the laptop in front of him, but the reflection of the long-legged waitress in his eyes gave him away.

Ian came and sat down next to the fat white man: "Hi, Dan."

The fat white man looked up with a smile: "Hi, Ian."

Dan Mills is a producer in Hollywood and also the owner of a film and television company, Lockbridge Pictures. He is just the lowest level one, and even his company is a shell company with annual revenue of only a few hundred thousand.

To this end, Dan also took on many side jobs, including providing some gossip to the media.

He has worked with Ian's father many times and has also worked with Ian several times.

After all, Harvey Weinstein doesn’t know everything.

At this moment, Dan looked at Ian with eyes full of admiration.

Last year he was just a poor boy, but in less than a year he has become a legendary journalist and business tycoon in the United States.

It made the look Dan gave him particularly flattering.

At this moment Ian said directly: "Give me a good clue."

Dan's expression was serious: "This is a big deal. I want three thousand yuan."

"You tell me first."

“Madonna.”

Ian raised his eyebrows, took out the check without hesitation, wrote the number on it and handed it to him.

Dan accepted it contentedly: "You are very generous, but I must warn you, this is not easy to come by."

He quickly wrote down the address and handed it to Ian: "Just these few days." Ian nodded lightly.

He stood up and walked out, then suddenly thought of something and looked back at Dan: "Dan, are you selling your company?"

Dan was stunned for a moment: "You want to buy it?"

Ian smiled slightly and said, "I think it might be more convenient to have my own film and television company."

Dan became excited: "Five million, and the lock bridge is yours."

Ian shook his head slightly. "It's not worth half a million, but I can give you two million. This amount includes your use value. Think about it. Oh, and stop peeking at that long-legged waitress. She's a man."

what?
Dan was confused.

Ian walked out of the cafe with a chuckle.

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nightfall.

Roosevelt Hotel.

In the luxury suite, Jessica hugged Jessica Alba.

The other girls went back to see their parents and comfort their wounded hearts, but Jessica stayed with him for the time being.

With fewer people, sex will not decrease, it will only become more profound.

Jessica Alba sat on Ian's body, sweating profusely and swaying with the beauty of youth.

Not far from them, at the large floor-to-ceiling window, a camera was facing the outer room.

With this long moan, Jessica collapsed into Ian's arms like mud.

Her eyes were full of satisfaction, and she kissed Ian lightly with her tongue: "I don't understand why you took me home? Am I not worthy?"

The voice carried a hint of grievance.

Ian rubbed her to comfort her: "No, it was too late before, and there were too many reporters in Beverly Hills. I wasn't sure if you were willing to follow me long-term."

"What about these days?" Jessica blinked her beautiful big eyes and looked at him.

"Work," Ian replied.

Jessica was slightly startled: "Work?"

Then he came to his senses: "Another case?"

Ian smiled and shook his head: "No, there is no blood or violence this time, it's just a private affair between a big shot."

He sighed and said, "This is what Hollywood is all about."

Most of the gossip in Hollywood is about stories of legs being spread apart, and the only differences are between men and women, men and men, women and women, or multiple men or multiple women.

Simply put, there are only changes in form, but no essential breakthroughs.

That’s fine, just be content with what you have.

At this moment, Ian put Jessica down, got off the bed and came to the table, took out the pills and counted them, frowning: "You didn't take the medicine, baby."

Jessica came over aggrievedly: “I want to have a baby for you.”

"Don't be like this, you're still young." Ian took out the pills and put them into Jessica's mouth, gently comforting her: "Go take a shower."

Jessica Alba hadn't really become famous yet, and it wasn't time for her to be rebellious and willful.

The most important thing is that how people get along with each other also depends on the people themselves. Ian Carr has always been strong, and in front of him, all strong girls have to soften.

So Jessica gently did as she was told and went into the bathroom with her head lowered.

Looking at her beautiful figure, Ian smiled and said, "Don't put it in your mouth and spit it out secretly. You can't fool me, baby."

Jessica turned around and made a cute face at him, swallowed the medicine helplessly, and stuck out her cute tongue in a seductive gesture.

Ian then smiled and pulled over a chair, sitting next to the camera. He looked across at the camera with a hint of a smile on his face: "Ms. Madonna...you will become my heavyweight."

(End of this chapter)