American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 211: Koch is responsible for this

"Please sit down, young man." The fox-faced man in the room made a gesture of invitation to Ryan.

"I didn't expect to meet you here. I thought it would be somewhere else. How old are you?" He was wearing glasses and looked a little gentle.

The phrase "gentlemanly beast" is the most appropriate to describe his temperament.

"That's not up for discussion." Ryan shook his head.

"So what do you want to talk about? Tea? Donkeys and elephants? You are too young. You should go to school now instead of standing in line like adults. You should get closer to the donkeys. The Recording Association has been funding that side for a long time." He continued.

"So this is what you want to talk to me about?" Ryan asked back.

"I don't care who you contact, I don't care how much benefit you can get from this matter. The people behind me can give you more, and that's what you need more. You are on the wrong side. You have an essential conflict of interest with those people outside. You are not on the same side as them." The gentle beast said again.

"You think you know me well?"

"Not really. I only had an impression of you after the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show." The beast shook his head.

When he said that, Ryan immediately thought of Candice. Most likely, the model named Candice came to the Mar-a-Lago Club to meet him.

In other words, the person Sharon is looking for is most likely him.

"Actually, I played a role in the establishment of the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show, and I provided a lot of advice." He talked more.

"You mean that high-class call girl den?"

"Don't say that. If you put it too bluntly, it won't sell for a high price." He smiled.

"I don't make money from that kind of business anyway." Ryan said he didn't care.

"Money and power can often be converted into each other. I now have a say in at least five congressional committees. How many people on K Street can do that?"

"It's just that I've encountered some problems recently, or a little trouble, so I have to keep a low profile, but some things cannot be interrupted."

"So you need someone to introduce you?"

"Smart, you are a talented young man. I can introduce you to many big names, not just in the United States, but all over the world. Do you know what it means to rise to the top overnight? Compared with the real business, the record industry is just a small boat, and it will sink in a few years."

"Then I have to apologize to you. I am a cautious person and this kind of thing is too dangerous for me." Ryan refused directly.

"You will agree sooner or later." He snorted and didn't continue the conversation.

"You can go now." He pointed to the door.

"Leave? I have to remind you why I came here."

"Then I have to remind you, if I didn't ask you to come in, you wouldn't be able to enter this door at all, kid." The beast sneered.

Ryan thought about it and stood up.

"Remember to close the door, and ask the chef here to cook something. They know what I like to eat best." The gentle beast had just finished speaking when he found that Ryan did not leave, but walked towards him.

Ryan turned around and suddenly smiled: "Mr. Koch told me that complex things often require the simplest solutions."

Strictly speaking, this is working for Koch, and Ryan doesn't mind using the banner and skin of others.

Ryan opened the door, whispered something to the outside, and then closed the door again.

"The meal you requested will be here soon." Ryan sat down opposite him again.

Just five minutes later, the feast for this gentle beast arrived. Three strong, muscular, dark-skinned black men walked into the room.

"Feed chicken to this Mr. Jeffrey!" Ryan sneered.

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Heart-wrenching cries were heard from the room, followed by pleas for mercy.

The three people outside the room looked at each other, all a little bewildered, and then couldn't help laughing.

The door then opened and Ryan walked out of the room.

"He agreed. We'll be able to get some copies within an hour. How many we can get exactly depends on how fast the staff works today," Ryan said with a smile.

"I'll call Rand Paul right away." Rick took out his cell phone without saying a word.

The golden retriever peeked inside and saw Jeffrey lying on the ground crying.

Less than two minutes after the black man entered, he became obedient.

"If you do this, be careful of his revenge." The golden retriever looked at Ryan and gave him a kind reminder.

Ryan leaned in and said, "This is Mr. Koch's fault."

The three black men didn't do anything, they just wanted to scare him, but they didn't expect this gentle beast to back down so quickly.

Hearing this, Jinmao laughed and wondered why he hadn't thought of this idea just now.

Sometimes, this kind of hooligan approach is the most direct.

Nora also heard it and silently kept Ryan's words in mind. "You just said you live nearby?" The golden retriever looked at Ryan seriously.

"Yes."

"My name is Lao Tang. I saw the news. You behaved like a man in Bayfront Park." He took the initiative to shake hands with Ryan.

In terms of height, he is about the same as Ryan.

This man's hands, on the contrary, were relatively small, only about the size of a 1.6-meter-tall man.

A few years later, Marco brought up this incident in public and criticized him, implying that he was a "tall and strong little cutie." The anxious old Tang gestured to the camera on the spot.

Rick also came back at this time.

"Ryan, Rand Paul agreed to your request. He will call Marco soon."

Old Tang heard it clearly. He thought Ryan was really connected with Koch, but now it seems that is not the case.

Could it be that he really started from scratch? Old Tang couldn't help but look at Ryan with new eyes.

"I heard that the internal trial of your sitcom received very good response. When it is officially aired, I must go and make a guest appearance." Old Tang took the initiative to say.

This is the first person who actively requested to make a guest appearance, because many people don’t know that Ryan invested in and filmed a sitcom, let alone know about the internal pilot. This indirectly shows that Don has some connections in the television industry.

Ryan thought of what the real estate agent had mentioned, about Old Tang investing in a reality show.

"I have to stay active in front of the audience." Seeing that Ryan was still considering, Old Tang immediately shrugged and stated his purpose very frankly.

One more guest appearance is better than one less. Ryan nodded in agreement.

"By the way, where does this Jeffrey come from?" Ryan continued to inquire with Old Tang.

"He's a puller. I've known him for many years. He doesn't speak much truth and doesn't have any background, but he has a wide range of contacts. I kicked him out of the club last month." It was clear from Old Tang's words that he disliked this guy.

"why?"

"He harassed the daughters of other club members and also called some teenage girls here, several of whom have called the police." Old Tang talked about some shameful things.

No wonder this guy said in the room that he had some troubles recently and was being targeted by the prosecutor.

"But for some reason, the prosecutor in Palm Beach dropped the criminal charges just yesterday." Old Tang seemed puzzled.

This matter was accidentally related to Ryan. Of course, this was not Ryan's intention, it was purely an accident.

Ryan asked for more detailed information, such as Jeffrey's background. At this time, Old Tang seemed to be very secretive. It was obvious that he knew something but was not in a position to say it.

The issue of the nature of the land was settled, and progress was made on another matter. Seeing that he could not ask anything more, Ryan said goodbye to Lao Tang, and the two agreed to contact each other by phone when the time came.

Ryan and Nora were then sent back to Miami by Rick.

"I told Rand the truth. You played a key role in this. It was you who pried open Jeffrey's mouth. He thanked you. This is my business card. I live in Miami and there will be many opportunities for us to meet." Rick said with a smile in the car.

He and Nora also have interests in common, and since today's matter is done, he will naturally gain something.

Ryan accepted the card.

After parting with Nora and Rick in Miami, Ryan returned to the hotel. It was already evening, but when he left the hotel, it was still morning.

"Where did you go today? I saw you on TV. Who was that woman?" Taylor asked in surprise when he saw Ryan, who looked exhausted.

She did notice from TV that Ryan was standing with a short-haired woman at the memorial service.

"A business friend and I spent the whole day today discussing the nature of the land, and got involved in many big things. You won't believe it if I tell you." Ryan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He really learned a lot today.

"Fortunately, the result is good."

"Have you heard that the park is going to erect a bronze statue of you?"

"Of course, the mayor told me this himself."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Reconstruction Festival, of course. Go get me a Coke." Ryan plopped down on the couch.

As for the music festival, there is still the second half.

Taylor took a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator and lay in Ryan's arms. Ryan hugged her and described what happened today in vivid detail, omitting some details and exaggerating some facts. The two enjoyed a moment of peace.

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On the other side, Nora returned to the hotel and started packing her luggage. After finishing her work in Miami, she still had other things to deal with.

Then Nora called her boss and reported to him everything that had happened that day.

"It has been found that Ryan has nothing to do with the riots in Bayfront Park, and his network of connections has been further exposed. He just met Rick, the broker of the Buse family, today. In addition, he has a good relationship with real estate businessman Old Tang, and even Koch has a close relationship with him. I suggest that Ryan's internal priority be further increased."

"You will be responsible for continuing to contact him in the future. You can report to me when necessary and give him more benefits. Do everything possible to win him over. Report to me at any time if there is any progress." said the boss on the other end of the phone.

(End of this chapter)