American Scandal King

Chapter 100: Take the Times
On this day, the Los Angeles Herald and the Los Angeles Times jointly issued an announcement.

The Los Angeles Herald won the bet, and the Acton family will sell their shares as agreed.

At the same time, the death of old Acton was reported.

When the two news stories appear together, the truth behind them is intriguing.

Many people believe that Acton Sr.'s death was directly related to the Los Angeles Times's failed bet, but so what?
You lost the bet and got mad at yourself, but you can't blame others.

What’s rare is that the Times was so generous that it directly provided the scene of old Acton’s death... How the hell can they even provide such a thing?

Just watch old Acton die on the spot and let you report it?

Is this acceptable?

Outrageous! ! !

This bet also successfully made Ian Carr a national celebrity again - it was agreed to take a year, but it only took four months to win the bet. Ian Carr's energy amazed everyone.

This bet allowed Ian to acquire 4.48% of the shares of the Los Angeles Times for only 70 million, but 20% of the difference would be transferred back through other channels.

But the deal hasn't happened yet—Gaskell is still in the hospital.

Without his approval, Ian couldn't get the loan.

………………

Bernard Private Hospital.

Ian entered the ward holding flowers.

Lena is feeding Gaskell milk.

Seeing Ian come in, Lena walked over happily and gave Ian a passionate kiss: "I've read the report. Gaskell has already called the bank. The process will be approved soon and the loan will be released in ten days at most."

Ian frowned and came to Gaskell: "There's no need to be so anxious. You need to take care of yourself first."

Gaskell smiled, lying back on the pillows. "It doesn't take much effort. You won the bet this time, and those 70% shares alone are worth over million. Even without me, there are plenty of banks willing to lend you money."

Gaskell's favor is really not needed this time. This deal is too good to be true, and it's easy to get a loan anywhere.

Ian smiled and said, "You look much better today."

Gaskell smiled. "The miracle of life does exist. It exists in you and in me. Perhaps I possess some special ability called immortality."

"We agreed not to mention this." Ian was speechless.

Gaskell chuckled, his face twitched, and said, "No outsiders."

Ian looked at him puzzledly: "What's wrong with your face?"

Gaskell whispered, "Maybe it's a damaged nerve. It twitches occasionally."

"Will it recover?" Ian asked with concern.

Gaskell sighed: "I don't know, but what's worse is my eyes. My right eye vision has seriously deteriorated."

Uh……

Did you inherit the side effects of my eyes?

Lian Na cut the apple into small pieces and put them into Gaskell's mouth: "After escaping death, these problems are no longer a big deal. Don't worry, I won't despise you."

As she spoke, love flashed in her eyes.

She still loved Gaskell and Ian Carr.

What's rare is that neither man is jealous about this, and they are even happy about it.

Lena felt that she was the happiest woman in the world!
Gaskell said, "But I still hope to get better soon. You know what? Ian, a person with facial twitching is not fit to stand in front of the stage, not fit to be the chairman. Especially since they might think that the bullet has caused serious problems with my IQ."

Ian responded softly: "You will prove that there is no problem with you."

Gaskell said, "But if it's more loans, it's hard to say. The board will either think I'm crazy or that my personal relationship with you has interfered with the real business." Ian was surprised: "How do you know I need more loans?"

Gaskell laughed and said, "Lena isn't the only one who understands you! When you called me before the shooting, your tone was full of excitement, which means you had a plan that you thought was good, and it was a big plan."

Ian: "..."

An old fox is an old fox. He can really understand the meaning of any sentence he says. Of course, this is also because Gaskell is very familiar with him.

At this moment Gaskell said: "Come on, tell me about your plan."

Ian said, "Besides CBS, I'm also going to short the Italian lira..."

Gaskell wondered: "Why short the Italian lira?"

Ian thought for a moment and said, "I'm just bearish. I know you might think I'm gambling again..."

Gaskell said hurriedly, "No, the stock market, foreign exchange market, and futures market are not gambling... Although many people consider them gambling, the essence is completely different. They are not based on luck, but on our understanding of the market, our understanding of the company, and even our understanding of the country. I am a banker after all, and I cannot lump the financial market and casinos in the same category. My question is, are you sure you can win?"

Ian said, "Eighty percent sure."

The old man asked: "Based on your special ability?"

Ian smiled bitterly. "Let's not talk about special abilities, okay? I don't have any special abilities, Gaskell. That's technology! I prefer to explain it as alien technology, but if you want me to show it to you, I'd rather smash your head in with my own hands... It should be easier to crack now."

Gaskell laughed and said, "Well, it's technique...Your technique is great!"

Lian Na whispered softly: "It's really great!"

Gaskell muttered to himself, "With an 80% reliability rate, it's certainly worth a try. Since the chances of success are slim, there's no need to raise too much capital. Again, Ian, I don't object to you making money in the financial markets, but that shouldn't become your primary method. It's not worth expending excessive energy on. Investments like this must be based on the assumption that even failure won't fundamentally impact you."

Lian Na complained: "You are not suitable to use your brain now."

Gaskell laughed and said, "The bullet was merciful. It was like a stone fired by a naughty child with a slingshot. Apart from damaging the doors and windows, it hardly damaged anything inside, so it didn't affect the internal operations."

As he spoke, his face twitched again.

Ian nodded. "You're right. In the future, even if I'm 100% sure of success, I won't bet everything on this kind of thing. That's not a good habit. Financial investment can be used as a side income, but it will never be the main source of income."

Gaskell hummed and looked at Ian: "How sure are you about that big event?"

Ian replied: "Now it's 95%."

Through Catherine, Ian got Mohammed Atta's address.

Right in the United States.

Since they have come from Germany, there is basically no way to escape.

So after the Acton family matter was over, he sent Leso to make contact.

Of course, if this hadn't happened, Ian wouldn't mind giving it a push - we're news makers after all.

But Ian can take the initiative to create other things, but he doesn't want this one.

Firstly, this matter is too big and the consequences are extremely serious. Once it is leaked, even God cannot protect you... The so-called power to do whatever you want also has limits.

Secondly, as the old man said, if you put your hope of making money on the casino, you will become addicted to it. Then if you put all the big news on making it yourself, you will also become addicted to it.

It's okay to create news occasionally, but it's better not to indulge in actively creating such super-horrifying incidents. It's enough to be a good recorder.

Gaskell laughed and said, "If that's the case, then things will be easier for CBS. Are you interested in continuing the bet?"

Hearing this, Ian was also happy: "Of course. I was just worried that they wouldn't accept it."

Gaskell said: "A good bet is not one where one party loses and the other gains, but one where both parties gain."

Ian nodded slightly. "You're right, Gaskell. I'll give them an offer they can't refuse, a win-win situation."

(End of this chapter)