American Scandal King

Chapter 117 Hollywood Nightmare (Part )
"Extra number! Extra number!"

"Madonna secretly met with new male model Cochran and staged a passionate scene at the Roosevelt Hotel."

"Madonna is six months pregnant!"

A piece of bombshell shocked countless people in an instant, as if a nuclear bomb had blown Hollywood to pieces.

Madonna married British director Guy Ritchie last year, also known as the director of Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. Historically, her and Guy's child should have been born last year, but history took a turn for the worse, and Madonna became pregnant a year later.

Cheating is one thing, but the key is that she is pregnant!

It's quite fun to play.

Omnichannel!
Despite their wild and unrestrained nature, Americans still place great value on family. In the entertainment industry, many people are involved in their own affairs, so this situation should be somewhat restrained.

The result was that a stone stirred up a thousand waves and blew up countless gulls and herons.

The news instantly became a hot topic across the United States. Since Madonna is a world-renowned superstar, the whole world was shocked.

The Times and the Herald each published some photos of Madonna. If you want to see the full content, you have to buy both newspapers together - a shameless operation by capitalists.

The result was a surge in sales of the Times and the Herald.

On this day, the circulation of the Los Angeles Times rose back to 140 million copies, and the Los Angeles Herald also increased to 160 million copies, officially and comprehensively surpassing the Times.

The two newspapers sold a combined total of 300 million.

Public opinion was in an uproar.

"I never thought Madonna was this kind of person."

"Are you kidding me, man? Madonna's personal life has always been wild."

"But she's pregnant."

"Idiot, this is when a woman needs it most."

"Are you sure that's Guy Ritchie's child?"

"Fuck? How can I confirm it? Even Guy Ritchie can't confirm it."

"Butterfly, butterfly again! Why are all the good journalists at Carl Media?"

"I think it was Ian Carr who did it."

“No, if it was Ian Carr, he’d rush over with a microphone and interview Madonna!”

"If I were Ian Carr, I would say to Madonna, you don't want your story to be known to the public, right? And then hey hey hey."

"So this has to be Butterfly's news. Madonna won't get into his bed, he has AIDS!"

"That's hard to say. Having sex with someone with AIDS doesn't mean you'll get AIDS. In fact, the chance is only one in a thousand."

"For Madonna, I'm willing to take the risk!"

"Haha! I do too!"

The heated discussions among the public have made this early summer in the United States extremely lively, and there is no shortage of topics to talk about after dinner.

In comparison, the reviews from other peers were not so good.

The New York Daily News stated:

"Carl Media is a clown who seeks to attract attention. They always focus on the underworld instead of paying attention to people's livelihood."

Bullshit, I clearly have more violent news!

The New York World stated:
"Madonna's behavior seriously violates the teachings of God and she should repent. Of course, we do not support Ian Carr's actions, and we also despise this kind of thieving way of obtaining news."

Come on, what piece of heavyweight information isn't secretly filmed? How can they give it to you on their own initiative?
The Washington Post stated:
"No one is pure. Compared to Madonna, I pay more attention to Ian Carr. We look forward to seeing big news about Ian Carr one day. We believe his private life is not much better than those celebrities he has exposed."

You are right, but you can’t take a picture of it, haha!
Sing Tao Daily stated:

"Carl Media should focus on the world. There are many things happening in this world. Hollywood has limited his vision and restricted his development."

That’s because my pupil technique doesn’t give me the ability to clone myself!
Everyone has their own opinions, but they are all openly and covertly disparaging Carl Media.

Jealousy envy hate ah!

Ian Carr has become too famous in the past year.

In less than a year, he became the boss of a media company worth over one billion, and he has access to countless important information.

Why can't our journalists do this?
Absolutely abominable!
As for China...

They were silent again.

This is not easy to clean up!
But they didn't say it, the comment section inside China was also a carnival.

That was a voice full of envy and jealousy:
“Americans really know how to have fun.”

"This goes against human ethics!"

“Dirty American imperial capitalism.”

"This is freedom! It is the liberation of human nature!"

The voices of both sides are in constant conflict.

In another twenty years, everyone will probably be saying, "Take me with you. Two-on-two is fair. I can play side, mid, or jungle, no problem!"

………………

In the hotel, Ian hugged Jessica and giggled as he looked at the newspapers.

He likes these comments filled with envy, jealousy and hatred. They are the embodiment of the meaning of his life and his greatest pleasure now besides communicating with beautiful women!

New material has been released, but this is just the beginning, not the end.

Ian continues his search in Hollywood, striving to get all the big news.

For this reason, he and Jessica stayed in all the hotels in Hollywood these days.

While enjoying Jessica's service, the phone rang. It was Kate.

Ian took the phone, gave Jessica a silencing gesture, and said, "Hi, Kate."

She sighed, "Did you see Pearl Harbor?" Ian smiled, "Yeah."

Pearl Harbor was released not long ago. After a lot of pre-promotion and warm-up, Pearl Harbor was obviously more popular than its predecessor.

Although the film was profitable, it received mediocre reviews, with many critics giving it negative reviews. While Carl Media certainly won't criticize its sponsors, they're also not interested in flattering them—unless you pay them more.

Kate was also affected.

She said with resentment, "They said my acting skills were not good."

"Don't listen to their bullshit, you're great, baby," Ian said casually.

Jessica was a little dissatisfied with this name, and she clenched her teeth lightly, causing Ian to involuntarily gasp in pain.

Kate understood instantly: "Busy?"

Ian laughed and said, "What else can I do? Find the news."

That's right, there are cameras pointed at the other side now, but it's not Madonna-level news.

But ingredients are ingredients, you have to eat the main dishes and the side dishes as well.

The hotel is not only a place to have sex with beautiful women, but also a good place for Ian to take private photos, so it has become normal for Ian to work while having fun with beautiful women.

Scarlett, Jessica, Helen Berry and the others are all used to this.

Kate, on the other hand, was not used to it. She went to bed with Ian only after she had watched it.

Kate snorted softly, as if to say she believed you, and then said, "You're always so dedicated, Ian. Which direction?"

"Hollywood, of course."

"Wow, you're not stalking me, are you?"

Ian was stunned: "You mean there is a man around you?"

Kate chuckled. "Are you jealous, Ian? This is fantastic."

Jessica said softly: "He's not eating, I'm eating."

Ian pinched Jessica's face and signaled her not to speak.

Kate, unlike Scarlett, can't quite accept this.

Jessica was a little unhappy, so she simply got up and went to the camera to watch the performance on the opposite side.

Ian tried to calm down and said into the phone, "Yes, baby, I'm jealous. Don't tell me there's some bastard man lying on top of you right now."

"Don't worry, we're just talking about work. I won't look for another man before you abandon me." Kate said softly.

"That's great, baby." Ian kissed the phone.

At this moment, he heard a deep voice coming from the other end of the phone: "Ask him, whose information did he get?"

Kate asked: "Pitt asked you who did you get the material from. It was Brad Pitt. He, I, the director, producer, and screenwriter were studying the script."

Chinese people would use research scripts to cover up their romantic affairs, but Americans don't need to do that.

Brad Pitt?
Kate wants to work with him?
It's not surprising. After all, Kate in this time and space has become famous because of herself - no matter how good her acting skills are, her looks and popularity are there, and there will be fans who will pay for her, and she will naturally have opportunities that she didn't have before.

Ian was about to say that he had no material, but suddenly something clicked in his mind and he said with a smile, "I have material for George Clooney."

"Fuck!" An angry voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ian Carr, you can't expose his secrets! I'm Brad Pitt, we can talk between us."

Ian's mind was active, but he tried to control himself and said, "I can understand why you're worried. Ocean's Eleven is coming out later this year, right?"

On the phone, Brad Pitt sighed: "If you destroy him, it means you have destroyed us and all of our efforts for the whole year! How much money do you want? Ian Carr."

Ian said calmly, "Please don't insult a reporter's bottom line, okay? I won't use this kind of information to exchange for money directly."

Kate sneered.

It had only been nine months since the incident with Miss Cressida Tillman!
Your boundaries are quite flexible.

Brad Pitt immediately understood what he meant: "Not going to exchange money directly? Can it be done indirectly?"

Ian chuckled and said, "I never reveal my friends' secrets, mate. Oh, and Ocean's Eleven is coming out in the second half of the year, and the promotion hasn't started yet, right?"

Brad Pitt laughed and said, "No problem, I'll let them give you some of the publicity."

"I want to divide it into models." Ian replied.

"Are you kidding?" Brad Pitt was stunned.

"There's no need to be surprised, Pete. Promotion and marketing can generate profits!" Ian chuckled.

If it is a hit, then divide it into models.

If it's a bad movie, just charge for it.

Although Ian himself cannot make movies, as his media empire continues to grow, the entire Hollywood promotion and marketing will be his in the future.

On the other end of the phone, Brad Pitt was silent for a moment and said, "We need to discuss this with Warner Bros."

Ian said calmly, "Don't worry, my price won't be excessive. And you all know the influence of Carl Media... When will Ocean's Eleven be released? In December? There's still half a year left. You know how quickly Carl Media will expand."

Brad Pitt smiled and said, "Okay, I'll pass it on for you."

After the call ended, Ian stood up and walked behind Jessica, putting his arms around her lovely waist.

Just as she was about to do something, Jessica snuggled in Ian's arms and suddenly said, "Don't you think it's a bit boring to always be in an affair mode? Besides, Dandy Counsell isn't a big star."

Ian shook his head: "News requires not only quality but also quantity."

"But didn't you always say you wanted to do a good job with the plot?" Jessica turned abruptly, her eyes twinkling as she looked at him. "Where's your clever brain gone? Has your IQ dropped from being distracted? Why didn't you call his wife?"

Ian was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed as he hugged Jessica and gave her a passionate kiss. "Fuck! I actually forgot about this. You're right, honey. We should take the initiative to create drama. Dandy Council Hotel has an affair, and his wife is chasing him... That's good news! I hope she brings a knife."

Jessica grinned wickedly: "I'll make the call. It would be more fun if his wife could chase him out naked."

Ian laughed, "He'll definitely cover himself with something, but if you're unlucky... it'll slip off!"

Half an hour later, a wonderful show officially began in the building opposite.

(End of this chapter)