American Scandal King

Chapter 128 Boarding

Chapter 128 Boarding
9 month 11 day.

It's nine o'clock in the morning in a luxury hotel in New York.

Ian sat in front of the TV watching the news.

No!

No!

No!

The incident that was supposed to happen at 8:46 did not happen, which left Ian stunned and puzzled.

Why is this happening?

Unfortunately, he couldn't call Leso now, so he couldn't understand it at all, and his heart was cold.

After waiting for more than half an hour, there was still no information. Ian was going crazy.

Just then, the phone finally rang.

It was Leso calling.

After answering the phone, Ian listened to a few words and sat up suddenly: "What did you say?"

Leso's tone on the phone was calm: "They changed their minds and said they won't take action today."

"Fuck! How could this happen?" Ian didn't understand.

Leso sighed and said, "Their people don't trust me enough. This is just a test."

Is that so?

Are they worried about themselves and afraid that they will notify me in advance?

Is it true that some things will be changed because of me?

If this hadn't happened, there would have been a huge problem with Ian's previous commitment.

Of course, there is still room for improvement.

Ian will make up for it with a lot of other news. Even if you want to short a company, I can help you dig out the black material and ensure that your investment will not lose money.

But the value of a blockbuster piece of news cannot be compared with that of ordinary news.

The value created by 10,000 pieces of news may be equivalent to that of a blockbuster story, but the latter lasts longer, has a more profound impact, and has unlimited subsequent derivative effects.

Just like how Ian could sit down and negotiate with the big guys at CBS right now? Just with his debt-ridden family?

Of course not, but as the most prestigious journalist in the United States - his current identity as a journalist is even more valuable than his boss!
The lack of continuous production of breaking news means that Ian's voice at the peak will be reduced, which will make it difficult for his subsequent plans.

However, things have come to this, and Ian can't do anything about it.

Maybe I was too greedy and actually tried to get some daily information about people like Ata - wouldn't it be better to just follow the machine directly?

Perhaps this wouldn't have happened if Letho hadn't appeared.

This also made Ian realize his mistake: sometimes plans fail not because they are not thorough enough, but because you want too much.

Fortunately, Ian did not tell the board of directors the specific time of the incident, so this matter can be delayed.

Ian asked, "Are they with you now?"

"Yes."

"So they're relieved now?"

"Yes."

"Continue to follow his instructions."

"Understood. The next contact will be when we board the plane."

"it is good!"

After hanging up the phone, Ian pondered over and over again.

After confirming his mistake, Ian learned his lesson and decided never to miss an opportunity for such a big thing for some petty gains again.

Now I just hope God bless America!
In the following days, Ian stayed in New York for another two days.

He didn't dare call Leso and could only wait silently.

But it seems that those guys are lying low for the time being.

9 month 17 day.

Today, Ian is getting more familiar with CBS. After the cooperation is reached, as a shareholder with labor investment, Ian needs to understand everything here in order to further cooperate in the future and to exercise his management experience.

After all, managing a huge television network with more than 100,000 employees requires completely different experience from previous ones.

Now, I will first look at this company from the perspective of a shareholder, a bystander, which will also help him manage it in the future. At this moment, while looking at the financial statements of various parties, the phone suddenly rang.

It's my mother's phone call.

Ian took it and said, "Mom, I'm in New York. What's up?"

A cold male voice came from the phone: "Ian Karl?"

Ian was startled: "Who are you?"

The other party sneered, "I heard you'd welcome someone to kidnap you? So we're here, but unfortunately you're not in Los Angeles. Since we're here, we can't just come here for nothing, right? So we have to borrow your mother. I believe you're a good son. You wouldn't risk your mother's life for three million, right?"

"Fuck!" Ian was completely furious.

I asked you to kidnap me, why did you kidnap my mother?
Although Ian and Mrs. Carl had only known each other for a year, Mrs. Carl was a competent mother.

She is very good to Ian and takes care of him in every way. In the United States, such mothers are rare.

Even a cold-blooded animal has its own feelings.

For both his respect for Mrs. Carl and his own reputation, Ian could not sit idly by and watch all this happen.

He whispered, "I'm in New York now!"

"You can fly back!"

"Damn it!" Ian yelled. "I'll have to take the train back."

"Shut up! You bastard, we won't wait for you too long. If you don't show up in Los Angeles by this time tomorrow, you'll have to wait for your mother's body to be collected."

Then he hung up the phone.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Ian cursed angrily.

He wanted to fly back to Los Angeles immediately, find the bastards who dared to kidnap his mother, smash their heads, squeeze out their brains, and then paint a new generation of abstract art masterpiece!

However, he could only accept reality!

He quickly went to the chairman's office to see James Perry: "Mr. Perry, I have to leave New York immediately for something. Please ask your people to help me book the nearest flight."

James Pelley was stunned: "Didn't I tell you not to fly during this period?"

Ian shook his head. "I can't wait. There are thousands of planes taking off and landing in the United States every day. I shouldn't have such bad luck."

Perry wondered, "What's the rush?"

Ian whispered, "Someone kidnapped my mother."

James Pelley's eyes lit up: "This is big news."

Ian was speechless.

This was the first time he realized how ugly these guys' faces were.

However, isn't James Pelley on the opposite side the same as himself?
But do you expect this discovery to change your ways?
Think more!
The next moment, Ian calmed down and said, "Of course, I would kill them myself, and then send back the news. I would create the glory of Palos Bank again... If the hijacking hadn't happened, then I would have put myself on the line. I will never let myself lose!"

James Pelley smiled and said, "You are the most courageous young man I have ever met. Good luck to you!"

Ian nodded: "Good luck to us all."

The flight was booked quickly and was at 2pm.

Ian hurriedly ate lunch and set off with his secretary Shanni.

We rushed all the way to the New York airport, but because of the traffic jam, it was already time for ticket checking.

So Ian hurriedly checked his ticket and entered the plane. With the flight attendant's welcome call of "Welcome to United Airlines Flight 77", he sat down in the first-class cabin.

Just as he was putting the box into the overhead compartment, a crew member came over and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Carl, do you need any help?"

Ian said casually, "No, there are cameras in here, they are very heavy."

He was stunned and looked at the flight attendant: "Do you know me?"

The stewardess's face was filled with a bright smile: "Of course sir, you are a celebrity."

Ian smiled slightly: "That's true."

As he sat down in his seat, the stewardess leaned over to Ian, revealing her beautiful cleavage, and whispered, "Call me anytime if you need anything. My name is Shawna!"

Ian smiled and said, "Thank you."

The stewardess walked away gracefully.

Secretary Sunny snorted in dissatisfaction, but saw that Ian had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)

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