American Scandal King

Chapter 158 All the answers are wrong
An hour later, Ian returned to the banquet hall wearing new clothes.

The banquet has not yet ended, and the big guys are sitting together in groups of three or four, talking.

Seeing Ian coming over, Bertram Leake raised his glass to Ian: "Hey, Ian, where have you been? Gaskell said you were busy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Olivia behind Ian, and instantly understood, and smiled: "It seems that he is indeed very busy."

Ian looked around them and saw that there were people sitting on the sofa.

Howard Stringer glared at his assistant, who quickly stood up.

Howard said, "Sit here, Ian."

Howard and Harvey Weinstein are now under Ian's control, but in public, they still have to maintain some dignity and not be too submissive.

Ian sat down on the sofa next to Howard, and Olivia automatically sat in a chair behind Ian.

During that hour of pleasure, she did not ask Ian for anything, but she did not leave either, trying to let everything take its course.

Ian smiled and said to Bertram Ricker, "Just taking a break from my busy schedule. Olivia is a good girl. I heard she's with you guys now?"

It’s really good, with a great figure, and the key is that he is positive and proactive.

Girls who can actively seduce you are very aware of this aspect. As long as you make a request, they will do their best to satisfy you.

As an attitude determinist, Ian Carr believes that attitude is more important than skills. After all, skills can be cultivated.

Bertram Lick laughed and said, "Oh, I don't know the details."

Ian looked back at Olivia, and Olivia whispered, "I haven't signed with an agency yet. I'm currently working with a producer under Mr. Lick. She's very nice to me and brought me here to meet her... I hope this won't make her angry."

Ian understood that this meant that Olivia's current behavior had not been approved by the producer.

If she fails to seduce Ian Carr, then Ian Carr won't do anything to her, but the producer will be very dissatisfied with her...

what!
The smart girl hinted that she was in a desperate situation and needed to be saved by Prince Charming?

Ian smiled and said, "It's nothing."

He said to Bertram Lick, "Give her to me, Lick, and go lock the bridge."

Bertram smiled and said, "No problem, it's all a small matter. But Ian, Lock Bridge is not an agency. I suggest you set up a professional agency, which would be more appropriate."

Bertram Ricker no longer has the arrogance he once had when facing Ian.

In 00, he ignored Ian, but in 01, Ian was on equal footing with him. This year, Ian Carr has become a major shareholder of CBS and is a person who can stand on equal footing with his boss.

Olivia is worthless now, so he can't say anything nonsense for her, and he won't even ask for money for it. Instead, he will actively give good advice.

Moreover, Ian’s influence is too terrifying. Fortunately, he is not good at film and television production, so he can focus on artist management, which is good for everyone!

After all, the resource that Hollywood has the most is beautiful women.

Ian nodded. "I'm thinking about it, but setting up a company is too troublesome. Maybe it would be better to just buy one."

Li Ke asked, "Have you found a suitable target?"

"Still thinking about it." Ian said casually.

Harvey Weinstein immediately said, "You might consider buying UTA."

UTA?

Ian was stunned.

Howard next to him also said, "Yes, UTA has been seeking cooperation with television networks. You are a major shareholder of CBS, you can help them. With your influence, this won't be a big problem."

Since it was his two dogs who said that, Ian had nothing to be suspicious about.

He waved gently, and his secretary Ida came over.

Ian said, "Tell Chatham I need specific information about UTA."

The secretary took note and turned to leave.

Everyone chatted casually, and seeing that time was running out, Ian said goodbye to everyone.

When leaving, Olivia wanted to go back with Ian, but was rejected by Ian.

He kissed Olivia gently. "I'll contact you if I need you. By the way, here's your number. His name is Dan, and he's the head of Lock Bridge Films. For now, your agency contract will go to Lock Bridge, and I'll transfer it to him after I get the agency. Also, go back and thank your producer. Don't burn bridges after crossing them."

Olivia said obediently, "Okay, boss."

She put her arms around Ian, gave him a long, deep kiss, and then left.

This scene was seen by many girls attending the banquet, and they were all envious and jealous.

Just a glass of wine and you’ve reached such a high position!
Learned!
………………

After leaving the hotel, Ian didn't take a car, but instead walked the streets of Los Angeles, with Bridson slowly following in his car. Los Angeles nights are always a blend of desolate cold and bustling prosperity, and under the first snow of winter, they take on a bleak and melancholy air.

Ian enjoys this leisurely and self-sufficient life thanks to his long-standing habit of walking.

Walking along the way, leaving the wealthy area, Ian gradually came to a deserted street.

There is no one here, only various graffiti painted on the streets.

The weather was too cold and there were not many homeless people on the streets.

Ian's neck shrank in his coat.

Then he stopped on the street and said, "You can come out now."

From a dark corner, several men slowly walked out, their faces covered with red scarves and guns in their hands. Two of them pointed their guns at Brydeson.

One of them said: “Ian Karl, you are very smart.”

Ian smiled: "Who sent you?"

The leader whispered, "Yourself. You said you welcome others to kidnap you."

Ian smiled.

He shook his head. “But not this model.”

"What did you say?" the other party was surprised.

Ian said casually, "Simply kidnapping is meaningless. We need to add something else. Do you have any?"

The leading man let out a low laugh and pointed the gun at Ian's forehead: "We are here to kidnap you, not to help you with the news, man."

Ian was amused.

He spread his hands. "No cooperation, no money. Here's a suggestion: leave now and go do something murderous or arson-inducing. My people will film it. If you manage to escape, I'll contact you and give you the money you deserve."

The other party was puzzled: “Are you really not afraid of death? Ian Karl?”

Ian chuckled: "No, it's just that you don't have the ability to bring me death. Now, answer me, are you willing to accept my arrangement?"

The leading man glared at Ian angrily.

He pointed his gun at Ian's brow: "I want to see if I really can't bring you death."

He pulled the trigger, but nothing happened.

Ian raised his eyebrows: "You actually shot directly? Idiot!"

Without further ado, he swiftly pulled out his gun.

Bang bang bang!

Amidst the continuous gunfire, the gangsters fell one after another.

When they died, they kept their eyes wide open, looking more at the guns in their hands.

Why can’t I start the fire?

Ian looked at the bodies coldly.

Oh shit!

You could have done a good job of reporting on the news, but you don't know how to cooperate at all!

Brydeson stuck his head out of the car and said, "The car's recorder recorded everything."

After putting away the gun, Ian returned to the car silently.

His face was solemn. "This is worthless garbage news. If people knew I had a counterattack, it would discourage other criminals who were trying to kidnap me. I'll just keep it as evidence of self-defense...if the Los Angeles police can find me."

I was getting angrier inside.

What a great news opportunity, wasted because of the other party's stupidity.

I hate idiots who don’t know how to make money through cooperation!

"Okay, boss." Brydeson started the car.

After a moment's thought, he said, "Can I ask how you turned off their insurance?"

Ian sat in the car, eyes closed, resting: "Two answers. One, they forgot to turn it on. Two, it's magic."

Bridson shook his head. "They're all wrong answers."

He stepped on the accelerator and drove away in style.

(End of this chapter)