American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 224: Muscle display, sheep in the tiger's mouth

Hearing Jared's reply, Ivanka held her forehead and said, "Please, Jared, we will not get any results."

"No, no, no, you just lack understanding of me." Jared shook his head quickly. Ivanka was his angel. Her smile, her looks, her figure, her background, everything was so perfect. When he saw Ivanka for the first time, Jared secretly vowed to himself that he must seduce her.

"We have known each other for a long time..."

"Let's skip this topic for now and talk about work. You know I took over the Kushner Group, a huge real estate company, from my father last year. Although Obama was not the recipient of my donation at the beginning, our family still has influence in the Donald Trump Party. Think about your father, Ivanka. Your father has always been excluded from the circle for so many years. This is what he has always needed. I can help him, and I can help you too." Kushner hinted.

"He said let me just follow my own ideas and my own feelings." Ivanka looked distressed.

There are also significant differences between real estate developers. In the 1980s, her father made a big bet on Atlantic City, from the earliest Old Don Plaza and Taj Mahal to the acquisition of the local Hilton Hotel and renamed it Old Don Castle. At that time, everyone believed that Atlantic City would be the next Las Vegas, the Las Vegas on the East Coast.

But what about the results?

Having declared bankruptcy twice before, Don Castle is now also in danger. The local gambling income has been almost halved. The financial crisis was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Wynn stopped investing in Atlantic City, as did MGM. The Revel casino project invested by Morgan Stanley is also looking for buyers.

Atlantic City is completely screwed, and America cannot support a second Las Vegas.

Last year, Ivanka and her brother and sister-in-law followed their father and his current wife to China, and met a local real estate businessman (Belt) with the highest courtesy. As a result, the whole family stayed in the office for the whole afternoon, but they didn't even see the businessman and stood there like minions.

This incident left a deep impression on Ivanka. Although his father would always brag about how big his current business is and how many viewers his reality show has, in fact, Ivanka knows that failure is the main theme of investment in recent years. Otherwise, he would not have filed for bankruptcy five times in a row, and there is a high probability that there will be a sixth time this year.

"He just doesn't want to say it out loud because he doesn't want you to have any psychological burden, but you can save him, Ivanka." Jared took a step forward, closer to Ivanka.

"How can you help him?" Ivanka wanted to hear his ideas.

"It's very simple. The center of gravity is shifting south. The land price in Florida has dropped sharply now. This is a good investment opportunity. The Kushner Group has already started doing this. Your father has connections in Florida, such as the Mar-a-Lago Club. Am I right? By then, using the funds from the Kushner Group and your father's connections, we can accomplish something big in Florida, and then your father will be able to get out of the quagmire." Jared said immediately.

In fact, this was Jared's first step to lure the family into the trap. The truth was exactly the opposite of what he said. It was not Don who needed Kushner, but Kushner who needed Don. The next step was to gradually force Ivanka to submit, and then talk to Don slowly after the relationship between the two was established.

"What do you think of this plan?" Jared took another step forward.

"I think..." Ivanka was about to speak when Jared's hand reached out.

Ivanka's brain was a little frozen. She didn't know what to do and subconsciously did not resist.

Just as he was about to touch Ivanka's hand, the sudden sound of the door being pushed open startled Jared and he withdrew his hand.

"I didn't disturb you two, did I?" Ryan asked knowingly.

Not at the right time? No, it's just the right time.

"Why didn't you knock on the door?" Jared shook his head and secretly cursed Ryan for ruining the atmosphere.

"Did you come up with that new song just now?" Ivanka saw Ryan and took the opportunity to leave Jared.

"Right." Ryan nodded.

"Is it because of what I just said?" Ivanka asked tentatively.

Ryan then realized that Ivanka had misunderstood. In fact, the déjà vu was thanks to Paris Hilton.

"I guess so. You are one of the people who gave me inspiration. Based on what you said, I thought of some lyrics." Ryan followed.

"Cool! You are a genius." Ivanka couldn't help but say, with admiration flashing in his eyes.

Jared, who was standing by, saw this and immediately walked over to Ivanka and said, "Ryan is indeed an artist, but artists can't attract investment."

"Investment? So you are talking about business? Is it about a commercial real estate development project in Miami? You said before that you were short of money. Have you solved the funding problem?" Ryan asked several questions in succession.

"Lack of money?" Ivanka caught the key information and looked at Jared in surprise. A few minutes ago, he said that he had funds to help his father out of the quagmire.

Jared smiled and said, "That's not very accurate. In fact, Kushner Group puts its own funds into larger projects. Ryan, you don't understand the operation mode of real estate companies. In my hands, one dollar has to be spent as if it were ten dollars to achieve the highest return on investment. This is the thinking of a businessman, and artists are immersed in the spiritual world and often lack this awareness."

"That's true, but since we are in different fields, it's normal for us to have some differences in thinking. Just like the scenery, different places have different beauty." Ivanka said.

Ryan had a vague feeling about what Jared was going to do. He probably wanted to ask Ivanka's father for help. Thinking about it more carefully, wasn't this just about getting both money and beauty?
Ryan came up with a plan: "It's up to you where you find the money, but one thing is for sure, the start time can't be delayed. After all, I'm just the middleman in this project, so don't let anything go wrong at the end."

"Middleman?" Ivanka never expected that the Miami commercial real estate project that Jared mentioned was actually brought by Ryan.

"Your agency fee will be paid to you on time." Jared's face turned pale and blue. He felt that Ryan was going against him tonight.

On the other side, Ivanka has begun asking Ryan some specific details.

"Yes, I have a lot of cooperation with companies under Carlyle Capital in Florida. You probably saw the construction around the nightclub when you came. This is also my project."

"You're only 20 years old?" Ivanka seemed a little unbelievable. She never expected that Ryan was not only a musical genius, but also ambitious in business.

"How old are you?"

"I am much older than you. When I was in college, you were still in elementary school." Ivanka sighed.

"You must have a lot of people chasing you in school. I think your name spread all over the campus the day you registered."

"It's not that exaggerated." Ivanka smiled, her pearly teeth slightly parted.

"That must be because you encountered some bad things on the day of reporting." Ryan changed the subject.

"Why do you say that?" Ivanka was stunned.

"Because you look more beautiful when you smile."

"You talk so interestingly." Ivanka felt a little embarrassed by the compliment.

"Want to walk around here? I can take you to see the record company upstairs." Ryan made the invitation.

"Is it really okay? I hope it won't disturb you?"

"It's nothing to disturb you. Most of the record company staff are off work now."

"Ivanka, it's late now." Jared said with a stiff smile. Seeing the two chatting so enthusiastically, he felt uncomfortable.

"By the way, Jared, why can't we work with local banks for funding? If you need it, I can help you connect with the local banks." Ryan turned to Jared and said slowly. Jared said before that he couldn't borrow money from banks in New York, but that didn't mean he couldn't borrow money from local banks in Florida.

"Thank you for your concern. I still have many financing channels." Jared said somewhat exasperatedly.

Ivanka didn't realize why he was so excited, and said in confusion: "Jared, this is a good opportunity. Ryan has a lot of connections in the local area."

"I just met some friends by chance, like Rick and Jeb from time to time." Ryan said casually.

"Then it seems Jared will have to curry favor with you." Ivanka smiled, feeling more and more that Ryan was extraordinary, definitely not an ordinary star.

Ryan pretended to stand up: "Let's go, I'll show you around now."

"Okay, big star." Ivanka stood up directly.

"I'll go too. I'm actually quite curious about the inside of your nightclub." Jared stood up. Seeing that his sweetheart was about to be abducted by a man with a fiancée, he had to take some action. "You're curious about the nightclub?" Ivanka was puzzled.

"It's not that kind of curiosity. Didn't you just say that I have to curry favor with Ryan? I'm doing it now." Jared said in a joking tone, which can be said to be flexible.

Ryan nodded, and the three of them walked out of the box.

"I'll take the two guests around. Don't clean up the box yet." Ryan instructed the waiter at the door.

"Yes, sir." The other party nodded immediately.

The three of them had not walked a few steps in the corridor when they saw an acquaintance walking towards them.

"Ivanka! Why are you here?" The man looked surprised.

"Paris! You are here today too?" Ivanka exclaimed after recognizing the person.

In fact, the two have known each other for a long time. Almost nine years ago, Paris and Ivanka were both contracted models of T Models, a company founded by Don.

"Why did you come to Florida?" Paris came over immediately.

"I just arrived today. I heard that this nightclub is very popular, so I came to take a look."

"Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? I have a private room here."

"You didn't tell me either."

"Haven't you seen the photos I posted on Twitter recently?"

"I really didn't notice." Ivanka laughed. If she had known Paris had a connection, she wouldn't have let Jared come over.

The two women immediately held hands and began to greet each other.

At this time, Paris noticed Jared, and immediately raised his elbow to poke him, and asked with a smile: "Master, did you get your sweetheart?"

There was no young person or descendant of the rich and famous in New York's Upper East Side that Paris didn't know.

"What are you talking about?" The eldest princess quickly stopped him.

So, Paris knew about the relationship between the two? Ryan got the key information and decided to ask about it later.

At this time, Paris noticed Ryan. Just like in the box, she came up to him involuntarily and put her arms around Ryan's neck in front of the two of them.

"Ryan, why are you here too? You didn't come to see me after the performance. You don't know how much I missed you." She was a little drunk and her mouth was full of alcohol when she spoke.

Ivanka, who was standing by, opened her mouth immediately when she saw this, thinking that the two were being too intimate.

"You're a little drunk."

"I'm not drunk. I know your new song was written for me. My sister still doesn't believe it. You can go to the box and talk to her in person. My sister is actually very easy to get along with. Then we can have a threesome of sisters. What do you think?" Her face was almost touching Ryan's.

Three sisters? Ivanka was completely confused.
After all, he is in the entertainment industry and is obviously not immune to the world. Ivanka thought to herself, and the image of Ryan that she had just built in her mind was shaken.

Ryan raised his hand to call a waitress and prepared to help her into the bathroom.

"Ivanka, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Please come to my box and sit down. I'll be there soon." Paris said to Ivanka before leaving.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the box." Ivanka nodded.

"Let's go to Paris' box." Jared immediately agreed. Now that Ryan's image was ruined, he felt that his chance had come again.

Ivanka nodded, then looked at Ryan, a hint of suspicion flashing in her eyes: "Ryan, Paris seems to be very close to you."

"It's fine. She's a big client. That's all our relationship is. She has no sense of boundaries, as you know." Ryan explained helplessly.

Ivanka said nothing, and the three of them went back to Paris's box. Their visit to the nightclub could only be postponed for a few hours.

"Iwanka! Jared!"

As soon as they entered the box, these young people took the initiative to greet the two.

"I didn't expect you all were here. I just ran into Paris in the corridor." Ivanka put Ryan aside for the moment and started chatting with others.

Nikki looked at Ryan at this time, and Ryan happened to look over there as well, so Nikki quickly lowered her head.

After a while, Paris returned. With her help, the atmosphere became lively again.

Ryan also joined in and started communicating with several people.

"Ryan, tell me now, is that song written for me?" Paris remembered this and asked Ryan to admit it in person.

"Now the whole world knows that you gave me the nice guy card." Paris muttered.

"It's called a security credential," Ryan said with a smile.

With the example of Karlie Kloss, if this matter were to get out, Paris would be faced with endless anger from the public.

Ivanka, who was standing by, suddenly realized and figured out the truth. Ryan must have said something similar to Paris first, and then he heard himself say similar words, which led to the song.

Thinking about it this way, this song has become irrefutable evidence that the two have no relationship.

I really misunderstood him.

Ivanka was somewhat embarrassed.

"By the way, Ryan, why is there no follow-up on your cooperation with Dior?" a young man who participated in the party asked.

"The Olsen sisters are responsible for the specific products," Ryan explained.

"What does it involve?" Ivanka's eyes lit up and he asked quickly.

She was determined to make a name for herself in the clothing industry. Shortly after graduating from Wharton Business School, in addition to joining the family business, she set about launching jewelry, shoes and clothing named after herself. In 07, she also reached a cooperation agreement with a diamond merchant and launched her own jewelry series.

"Ivanka, I can hear that you want to find out business intelligence." Paris immediately thought of something and joked.

"My little business can't compare to Ryan's." Ivanka shook her head. It wasn't that she was modest. In fact, everything from supply chain to sales to publicity was done under the influence of her father's connections. No wonder her entrepreneurial behavior was called "selling lemonade in her own garden."

"In that case, we can cooperate." Ryan said immediately.

"Really?" Ivanka exclaimed.

"This..." Jared looked extremely embarrassed. If the two of them really reached a cooperation, wouldn't that be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth?
Paris took a quick look and felt a surge of jealousy.

You guy, I've been trying to please you for so long but you ignored me. As soon as you saw Iwanka, you invited me to cooperate with you, right?
What a lower body animal!

(End of this chapter)