American Scandal King

Chapter 193 The World Cup Begins

6 month 14 day.

The plane slowly landed at Incheon International Airport.

At this time, the Japan-Korea World Cup had already begun, the group stage was about to end, and the Chinese team had already returned home.

Although Ian still has feelings for China, he has no feelings for the Chinese football team at all - to help them win? Wouldn't that be the same as encouraging the "white-cut chicken" to roam the bars and let the useless people just sit there and eat for free?

Do not!
They don't deserve help!

Ian is an attitude determinist. I can accept that you may not have good skills, but I cannot accept a bunch of playboys drinking all day and relying on connections to get playing opportunities... The success of rubbish will only make them more depraved!
For this reason, in Ian's eyes, the decline of the Chinese national football team is precisely due to the fans' unconditional support. They are like doting parents, finding all kinds of reasons to spoil their children, and then it leads to eternal decline!
Therefore, Ian would rather let Chinese football serve as a balancer of China's national destiny, rather than elevate a group of useless people.

It's just a fly in the ointment!
As for South Korea, their match against Italy will not begin until June 6 at the Daejeon Stadium.

So there were still several days left when Ian arrived.

In addition to his secretary Ida, driver Bridson, and the new Butterfly Vincent, those who came with him this time also included several assistants and some "special personnel".

These special personnel did not travel with Ian, but came on a separate flight.

After getting off the plane, the convoy drove all the way to the best hotel in Seoul - at that time Seoul was still called Seoul.

As we drove along, we could see fans from various countries walking on the streets. Some of them were in high spirits, while others were dejected. They were drinking beer and shouting something loudly.

Sitting in the car, Ian looked outside with cold eyes, his eyes full of mockery.

Vincent, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said, "Boss, we've found the address of the referee named Moreno, but he's in a specially reserved hotel, so ordinary people can't get in."

Ian said calmly, "Just give me the address."

The car arrived at the hotel and Ian walked in quickly.

As soon as I entered the elevator, I saw a beautiful woman running towards me with several followers.

"Wait a minute." She yelled and entered the elevator.

When I entered the elevator and saw Ian, I was startled: "Ian Karl?"

Ian also saw who the other person was: "Ms. Spears?"

Britney Spears!
I didn’t expect that a very popular American singer also lives here.

Originally, Britney's assistant was planning to chase everyone out and monopolize the elevator. People of big stars can be so arrogant sometimes, but when he saw it was Ian Carr, he instantly lost that idea.

The agent said hurriedly: "We can wait for the next elevator."

Ian smiled and said, "It's not too crowded here."

But big shots are obviously not used to crowds.

Britney looked at Ian and smiled, "Together?"

Then he said to his agent, "Wait for the next trip."

As she said that, she closed the elevator, pressed the 23rd floor button, and looked at Ian: "What about you?"

"What a coincidence, on the same floor." Ian smiled.

As the elevator went up, Ian leaned against the wall, looked at Britney, and asked casually, "How many days have you been here?"

Britney replied: "Several days, running around. That's the bad thing about having the World Cup in two countries, you have to fly back and forth. How about you?"

"Just arrived."

Britney looked at him in surprise: "You just arrived? The World Cup has already started for more than ten days."

Ian shrugged. "I'm not here to watch the game."

Britney suddenly realized: "To make news? Oh my God, you are not here to stalk me, are you?"

She blinked her big eyes at Ian.

Ian also laughed: "No, you are not my target."

Britney felt relieved at this, but then a little dissatisfied.

Am I not worthy of your news tracking?

Ian and Britney had met before, at a party, but everyone was busy at the time, so they just exchanged a few polite greetings and didn't talk much.

Because he is a big star, Britney did not pour wine on him, but she saw with her own eyes a beautiful woman who poured wine and took Ian to the room to change clothes. It's nothing, this is normal in Hollywood.

At this moment, she looked at Ian and said with a smile, "Who's going to be unlucky again?"

Ian was also happy: "Just discussing some cooperation with some friends. The World Cup is a good place, gathering many important figures from around the world, convenient for chatting, talking and cooperating."

"Ah! Businessmen are different. For us, this is a good time to shop and spend." Britney giggled.

For her, this trip was just for fun.

Ian was about to say something when they arrived at the 23rd floor.

So he politely asked Britney to go out first, and then got out of the elevator.

Britney said, "I'm 2303, what about you?"

"2301."

Britney chewed her tongue: "So you reserved the last presidential suite. My people are terrible. They can't even arrange something like this."

"Sounds like I missed an opportunity?" Ian raised his eyebrows.

Britney was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Ian replied: "If I had come earlier and your people didn't know me, they might have angrily told me to get out of the room... It would have been better if they punched me again, so that I could have good news."

Britney was speechless: "Oh my God, I'm beginning to understand why you always have so much big news. You're so terrible, Ian Carr... No, I have to stay away from you."

She quickly walked to her room and slapped her forehead: "The room card is still with my agent."

Ian had already arrived at his room door, and a waiter came over to open the door for him.

Ian stood at the door and looked at Britney with a smile: "Why don't you come over and sit down first?"

Brittany looked at him, thought for a moment, and shook her head: "No, Ian Karl, I won't go into your room. I'll just wait."

Ian smiled and said nothing, then went into the room alone.

The waiter said respectfully, "Sir, if you need anything, please ring the bell. If you have any special needs, you can also tell me. I will serve you wholeheartedly."

Ian knew what special needs he was talking about. After all, South Korea is the largest pork market in Asia.

He shook his head gently: "I understand, you can leave now."

Hanging up his coat, Ian looked around.

As a presidential suite, it is luxuriously and elegantly decorated, with a bedroom, living room, and a large bathroom with a bathtub that can accommodate multiple people.

This reminded Ian of Helen Berry and the others.

They all have acting contracts now and are busy.

There was a knock on the door.

Ian opened the door and it was his secretary Ida and Bridson.

Vincent still had the equipment in his hands.

After entering the room, Vincent had already started arranging at the window with a camera, without even Ian's help.

Just then, Britney came over.

"Hi. Ian Carr!" she called out.

She walked into the room so familiarly, and when she saw Vincent's actions, she was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?"

Ian smiled and said, "I have a little habit of setting up my camera wherever I go to see if there's anything I can photograph. Don't worry, you live next door to me, so I can't photograph you."

Britney was speechless: "I'll take pictures wherever I go, Ian Carr. They say that even though you're the big boss of Carr Media, you're still more like a reporter than a boss. That's true."

"That's called remembering your roots." Ian walked over and said, "By the way, what's going on?"

Britney naturally lifted her hair and said, "I just wanted to buy you a drink."

Ian was surprised: "You just rejected my invitation."

"It's the bar downstairs, nothing else." Britney smiled.

(End of this chapter)