American Scandal King

Chapter 293 Ilze

There is a gym at the Karl Group headquarters.

There is a boxing ring in the gym, where Ian does boxing and fitness in his spare time.

Today he was fighting with his boxing coach. Long-term training and the strength bonus brought by his level three right eye had allowed him to dominate his boxing coach.

Just then, Van Nistel came over, accompanied by a man in his thirties.

Arriving at the ring, the man stood still like a javelin.

Van Nistel said: "Boss, he is Ilse Crawshaw."

Ian looked back at Ilse Crawshaw. The man had a resolute face, focused eyes, chiseled facial lines, and bulging tendon muscles, all of which showed that he was a skilled fighter.

Ian nodded: "Come up and fight with me."

Crawshaw obviously wasn't one to talk nonsense either.

He swiftly took off his coat, revealing a small vest, picked up a pair of boxing gloves and jumped onto the ring.

The two men were confronting each other. Suddenly, Ian threw a punch. Crawshaw dodged quickly and punched Ian in the abdomen.

The punch was so fast that Ian took a few steps back.

Crawshaw said, "Sorry, boss."

Ian bared his teeth: "Not bad. Use all your strength, this is an indiscriminate fight."

He shook his neck, refocused on his target, and rushed out with a punch.

Excitement also appeared in Crawshaw's eyes. He raised his elbow to block, and then suddenly hit Ian with his elbow.

Ian dodged with the side of his neck and attacked with a counter punch.

He soon discovered his problem.

Despite the physical strength bonus brought by the third-level right eye, he didn't have much of a strength advantage over Crawshaw, and in terms of technology, he was far behind.

While he only learned boxing, Crawshaw mastered the indiscriminate fighting and killing skills. He was not unable to kick, and his every move was concise and sharp.

The two men fought with each other for a while, and after just a moment, Ian realized that unless he activated the invisible giant, he was no match for Crawshaw.

The level 3 right eye bonus is not good enough for you!
boom!
Crawshaw threw another punch, hitting Ian's nose. Ian felt like his nose was about to break.

He whimpered and stepped back, holding his nose.

Van Nistelrooy was very anxious: "Fuck, Ilse, you can't do this to the boss!"

Ian wiped the blood from his nose and said, "It's okay! Good job!"

Crawshaw's heart relaxed. "You're very strong, Boss. I had to use all my strength to defeat you, so I couldn't stop in time."

Ian looked at him: "Really?"

Crawshaw nodded. "I don't flatter."

Ian muttered, "I see."

He jumped off the ring and a doctor nearby quickly stopped the bleeding from his nose.

Ian stuffed cotton in his nostrils and hummed: "Then let's continue to speak the truth. How is my method used in the army?"

Crawshaw replied, "With pure boxing and kicking, you can join the special forces team, but it's hard to say about other aspects."

"Can you teach me?"

"Of course!" Crawshaw's eyes showed excitement.

This meant that Ian accepted him.

Ian stood up, pulled the cotton out of his nose and said, "Let's go and see how good you are at shooting."

The doctor next to him shouted, "Your nose is still bleeding."

"Get away, I'm not a woman!" Ian cursed angrily.

After testing Crawshaw for a round, Ian confirmed that he was a truly skilled player. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Not bad. From now on, you'll be with me."

Crawshaw thought for a moment and said, "Sir, I heard someone wants to kill you? Perhaps you need more than one bodyguard. I have some comrades."

Ian looked at Van Nister, who lowered his head guiltily: "I only told him."

Ian snorted, then said, "I don't need a bodyguard, I need a death squad. You may not believe it, Ilze. Although you can beat me in the ring, that is not my full strength. No matter how capable your comrades are, at best they can only serve as security guards for the Karl Group. Only people like you, who are willing to die for a goal, are qualified to be with me."

Crawshaw understood: "If one day I had a friend like this..."

Ian grinned: "Then recommend it to me."

………………

Kreps came this morning.

He stood beside Ian in a suit and tie, looking very respectable. He said, "There's some clue. Fax has been very close to Minova recently."

Minova?
Ian bought the house from the chairman of Minova, who also gave him a beautiful assistant, Clara Stone.

It's hot and exciting, with unlimited passion, but the key is that it doesn't linger, it's very cool!
Ian likes girls like this.

Lindsay Lohan and Rachel McAdams seemed to have gotten used to it. From being forced and helpless at the beginning to actively seeking sex in the end, they always contacted him during this period, saying that they didn't want any benefits, but just his love and care.

How could Ian refuse?
That’s why, even though there have been so many great news during this period, the progress of our eyes has been limited… Women are holding us back!
Ian looked at Kreps doubtfully: "And then?"

Kreps said, "Minova has been heavily in debt lately and hasn't been doing well. Even so, they still gave a big business to a transportation company controlled by the Fucheng boy."

Ian understood a little.

When Minova sold the house, the economy was already in recession, so even the shares of Spark TV were given to him.

It now appears that the company is continuing to decline.

In this case, we can also benefit from the Fucheng boy...

Ian said, "Minova and I have no grudges. They can't possibly be targeting me. Who's behind them?" "Pioneer Navigation is their major shareholder."

Pioneer pilot? Ian was stunned.

At that moment he came to his senses.

It's for JPMorgan Chase!
First Lino Bank was still negotiating a merger with JPMorgan Chase, but at Ian's instruction, First Lino put forward a condition, which was to clear out some shareholders.

These include Vanguard, BlackRock and State Street.

They don't have that many shares in JPMorgan Chase now, and they can't hold on if the major shareholders jointly squeeze them out.

So it wasn't the Chechens who wanted to kill me, but the Jews?
For JPMorgan?
Ian vaguely felt that this matter was not that simple, because it was indeed unreasonable... After the Tokyo Tower, the Jews should not be so reckless.

After thinking for a moment, Ian said, "You've done a great job. From now on, you should focus on Blackfire Company and don't worry about anything else for now."

Kreps was puzzled: "Are you really not going to take action?"

Ian said coldly: "I don't need you to teach me how to do it!"

Kreps was startled and quickly lowered his head: "Yes, sir!"

………………

"what!"

On the hotel bed, Clara Stone let out a loud cry of excitement.

She hugged Ian and screamed, "Oh my God, Ian Carr!"

I haven't seen you for two years, and I really miss you.

Ian smiled and held her: "Everyone will improve. Now I can really feed you."

Clay Stone chuckled.

She shook her head repeatedly: "I can't do it anymore, let me rest for a while."

Only then did Ian let her go.

He laid down next to Clara and smiled, "Friendly reminder, once I'm officially done, it might take at least three hours for me to recover."

"Unimaginable sexual ability." Clara lit a cigarette casually.

She sat against the headboard and said, "Alright, Ian Carr. Seeing America's greatest hero give me such a wonderful day, you can tell me what you need."

Ian laughed and said, "How do you know I have needs?"

Clara poked Ian with her finger. "Neither you nor I are fools, Ian. We haven't seen each other for two years, and you suddenly called me. You can't be okay. Since you've been serving me wholeheartedly, I will definitely help you if I can."

Ian looked at her confident expression, thought for a moment and said, "If you can't make it in Minova, you can tell me and I can make a good arrangement for you."

Clara raised her brows slightly. "It sounds like what you want to know is inappropriate to say."

"Why would Minova give such a large business to the Fucheng boy's transportation company? The profit of that business is as high as 150%. This is abnormal!"

Clara was slightly stunned.

She looked at Ian for a moment and said, "I don't know about this, but I know about this business. That's because Pioneer Navigation helped them to arrange a big deal, a jewelry deal. Pioneer Navigation helped them introduce a group of customers, allowing them to sell the jewelry at twice the price, with a profit of about 2 million, which is enough for them to make up for their capital shortage. Gerdad intends to solve some of Minova's problems through this deal."

I knew it!

Ian thought for a moment and said, "I need Gerdad's address. If possible, I'd also like to know his specific office hours, his schedule, and so on."

Clara looked at him in astonishment: "You want to eavesdrop on the chairman?"

Ian smiled, thought for a moment, and said, "The airport bombing was directed at me."

Clara was horrified.

Ian continued, "The perpetrators were from the Fort City Boys. They pulled a stunt to make me think they were bribed by someone outside, but it was actually arranged by Fax. From what I've seen so far, this money might be a transfer of benefits from Minova to the Fort City Boys... Gerdad and I have no grudges. This must be a long-term deal. I need to know who exactly wants to kill me."

As he said this, he hugged Clara's beautiful body and said, "You didn't sell out your company. Minova will not suffer because of this."

Clara looked at Ian and bit her teeth lightly: "That's it?"

Ian chuckled: "You want more?"

Clara snorted softly through her nose.

She leaned down, lay on Ian, and rubbed him slowly.

Ian felt that he had underestimated himself and that it might not take three hours for him to be full of energy again.

She spoke gently, "I thought Gerdad's own abilities had gained support, but I didn't expect it to be in this way. Minova is failing, and this ship is doomed to capsize... You just promised to give me a good position? Karl Media?"

Ian smiled and said, "I remember you were from finance? You're very capable, it would be a pity to leave you next to me. I can find a way to get you into Wall Street. With your qualifications, it's definitely no problem."

"Continue to be your corporate spy?"

"I just need some addresses and the time the target will appear. There might be some major movements... I don't need you to give out any major secrets, just clues. This won't cause you any major trouble, but it can save me a lot of energy."

"Which one specifically?"

"Vanguard, Baird, State Street... You choose, and I'll help you."

Clara chuckled.

She nodded: "I will be the easiest business spy in the world, but you have to give me benefits!"

"Feed you?"

Clara shook her head slightly. "This time it's not enough! Who told you not to come to me for two years? Every time you come to me, you ask for business secrets. I'm angry, Ian. This time you have to add five million. My asking price is not high. In addition, if Minova goes bankrupt, I can also tell you which assets are worth acquiring. This part will also cost five million!"

Ian was amused: "It seems that if I want to get it cheaper, I have to fuck you a few more times!"

Clara laughed heartily. "You should have done this a long time ago, but don't expect it to be cheap this time!"

As she spoke, she came closer, her eyes filled with excitement and desire: "I'm hungry again!!!"

(End of this chapter)