American Scandal King

Chapter 143 The Real Ian Karl

Sony Pictures, CEO's office.

Howard Stringer watched the WND news with a gloomy expression, so gloomy that water could drip from his face.

After a long moment, he said, "You messed up, Brooke."

The assistant standing in front of him shook his head repeatedly: "The opponent is very cunning, he has many cards up his sleeve."

"Fuck! That's not the point!" Howard Stringer slammed the table and screamed, "Now we're in trouble!"

Brooke had no choice but to say, "I didn't expect him to be so shameless. Now that things have come to this, I will find a way..."

"What are you going to do? How are you going to deal with those guys downstairs?!"

Howard Stringer came to the window, opened the curtains, pointed downstairs, and said, "Look, look at the people down there!"

Downstairs of the building, a group of people held up signs that read “Down with fake news,” “Down with the bastards who hurt American heroes,” and “Down with the terrorists’ running dogs.”

The crowd was surging and the passion was surging.

Ian Carr is no ordinary man.

He is an American hero.

And now, Sony has joined forces with the New York Times to attack him, instantly arousing public outrage.

Howard Stringer was very skeptical whether this was really organized spontaneously by the people?
Maybe Ian Carr was behind this too.

But there was nothing he could do.

Justice is on Ian's side.

This damn bastard, he has another good news.

Howard Stringer could even imagine that the reporters from Carl Media were now filming frantically to record their ugly behavior.

The media makes others the focus, but if it is not handled properly, you will become the focus yourself.

This made Howard Stringer feel dizzy.

If you lose the public's support, what can you use to deny your debts?
Damn, this is a decision made by Sony headquarters, why put the trouble on me?

At that moment, Howard Stringer knew he was in big trouble.

At dusk, the demonstrators finally dispersed.

Howard Stringer went to the garage and got into his car.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, he said, "Go home."

"Yes, sir." The driver in the front seat agreed softly.

Howard Stringer looked up in surprise: "You're not Barlow?"

The driver smiled. "My name is Bridson, your new driver."

As he said this, he slowly drove the car out. Howard Stringer was shocked and tried to open the car door, but found that it was locked.

Bridson chuckled and said, "It's a nice car."

He raised the gun, and Howard Stringer stopped.

He looked at Bridson and said, "Ian Carr asked you to come, right?"

Brydeson smiled: "Don't move, cooperate a little, you won't die."

Howard Stringer let out a long breath.

He didn't know Ian Karl yet. As far as he was concerned, there was really no need for Ian to kill him, even though his current methods were a bit...breaking the rules of the game.

But soon, he became nervous again.

After leaving the building, the car drove towards the suburbs and entered a black neighborhood.

The car stopped in front of a villa. Brydeson opened the door and several black gunmen came over with a smile: "Welcome to Mischel Street, white people!"

………………

This is Kreps' home and the Crips' gathering place.

When Howard Stringer entered, a large group of black gunmen were sitting in the living room drinking and looking at him with smiles.

A gunman led him to a nearby study.

Then Howard Stringer saw Ian sitting in the boss chair behind the desk, and the bald lame man Kreps sitting on the sofa next to him.

The gunman escorted Howard Stringer in and then left, silently closing the door.

Ian smiled at the other person.

Howard Stringer took a long breath. "You've already won, Mr. Carr."

Ian said nothing.

He simply stood up, picked up the wine glass, took out a bottle of red wine and poured it.

Walking out of his desk, he handed the wine to Howard Stringer and said, "Victory is only a short-term milestone. It only represents a phased result, but I want more. Sit down."

Howard Stringer took the glass and sat quietly in his seat.

Ian leaned against his desk and looked at Howard Stringer with a smile.

He nodded: "Very calm, not bad."

Howard Stringer forced a bitter smile: "I just believe that you are not a cold-blooded killer."

"Then you misjudged me." Ian nodded to Kreps. Kreps smiled and walked out of the room.

A moment later, he brought in a bloody person and threw him on the ground.

Israel's pupils dilated slightly.

Ian smiled and said, "You know him, right? He's the lawyer I hired for Gan Lun and the others. He violated his professional ethics, which is not good."

As he said that, Ian suddenly smashed the wine glass in his hand into the lawyer's face.

He grabbed the lawyer by the neck and shouted, "Journalists, lawyers, doctors, soldiers... our professions are all sacred! We should be loyal to our careers and the oaths we swore to fulfill them. That is the foundation of our achievements! And you have desecrated the sanctity that a lawyer deserves!"

The lawyer shouted, "It is not a professional requirement for lawyers to reveal their employers."

"But we have an agreement between us, and you have violated the basic spirit of the contract!" Ian punched the other person hard in the face.

He picked up an iron rod and smashed it down on the lawyer wildly, making him wail incessantly, bleeding all over his body, and breaking his bones.

Fierce, cruel, and showing no mercy at all!

Howard Stringer watched with horror.

how come?
How could he do such a thing in front of me?
This is the real Ian Carr!!!

After a round of crazy beating, the lawyer was almost dead, and Ian finally dropped the iron rod.

Ian turned around and sneered at Howard Stringer: "Do you still think I'm a businessman who only knows how to talk?"

Howard Stringer shuddered and shook his head slightly. "No, sir, I don't think so anymore."

"Very good!" Ian walked back to his seat and sat down.

He wiped the blood off his hands with a white cloth beside the table, picked up his cigar, took a slow drag, looked at Howard Stringer, and said with a smile, "I know Sony headquarters wants to renege on their debt. Tell me why? You didn't lose out on this deal!"

Howard Stringer said helplessly: "The Jews are targeting you. They told the Japanese that if they cooperate with you, they will face a joint attack from the Jews."

He couldn't say that he was secretly fanning the flames - he saw that Ian wanted Spider-Man and simply blamed everything on the Jews.

"I knew it." Ian sneered: "Joint attack? Bullshit!"

Not all Jews are of the same mind. Some are Zionists, while others are purely egoists.

For example, the famous financial tycoon Soros, this old man disdains Zionism.

But then again, no matter how divided the Jews are, they are still much more united than the mess within the United States. Even if only the Jews in the media industry unite, it would be enough to give Ian a hard time.

For this reason, Sony does not dare to offend.

Ian asked, "What are their specific methods of defaulting on their debts?"

Howard Stringer swallowed hard.

He clearly didn't have the courage to fight death, so he said, "They bribed some judges to try to prove that the contract was invalid."

Ian threw him a piece of paper and pen: "List."

Howard Stringer wrote down the list crisply.

Ian took the list and looked at it, then laughed and said, "Four judges, including a chief justice, but do you know what the most interesting part is?"

He looked at Howard Stringer, who shook his head blankly.

Ian said, "I have dirt on three of them, but I haven't released it. There's only one I don't have, but that's okay, I can let him have it."

He flashed the list and looked at Kreps. "Notify Yata. She's got a job. I want her in this guy's bed within three days. I want her through all channels! I'll also find him a small lawsuit to commit fraud. If possible, I'll trick him into saying something he shouldn't say... I hate the environment in the United States. Why does it take so much material to recruit a judge?"

Judges in the United States have a high status and strong independence, so it is difficult to deal with them if you have little material.

Kreps smiled and nodded.

Ian turned to look at Howard Stringer again. "I could deal with them the same way I dealt with you, but I'm not going to do that because it would be a huge waste. I'd rather expose their scandals and let them contribute to my business for the rest of their lives!"

Howard Stringer smiled bitterly: "I'm beginning to understand why you have so many breaking news stories, but I have to say, this is not the normal way for a media person to work."

"So there is only one Ian Carl in the world!" Ian laughed.

Then he waved his hand. "I have information about you, too. For example, you have an illegitimate child in Chicago, and that guy raped a girl, and you helped him get away with it... You may not mind your twelve lovers being exposed, but you still mind your son, right?"

Howard Stringer's pupils dilated slightly.

You know all this?
Ian chuckled. "Don't be surprised. How could I not pay attention to my peers? It's just that a wise old man told me that the reason an iceberg is so majestic is because only one-eighth of it is above the water. As for me, my background is far more than seven-eighths. So now, tell me why I didn't expose your secrets but came to see you in this way?"

Howard Stringer took a long breath. "Because you're not going to destroy me? You need me!"

Ian laughed out loud.

He looked at the ceiling and whispered, "Go inform Sony headquarters that the bet can be cancelled, but you must give me what I want. This includes the film and television rights to Spider-Man, Men in Black, and Resident Evil. I promise that the subsequent development of the sequel will still be handed over to you, and we will profit from it."

We definitely don’t have the game copyright for Resident Evil, but we can still get the film and television copyright.

Ian originally wanted to marry a pregnant woman before having a baby.

Since the widow of the Sony family doesn’t want to get married, it’s the same if she just wants a baby!
Anyway, as long as Howard Stringer is under control, he can take whatever good things from Sony he wants in the future... Well, I hope he won't be fired.

Howard Stringer shook his head slightly: "They won't agree. I don't have the ability to decide what Sony headquarters will do."

"A bunch of Japanese, they are our dogs. How can a dog want to shirk its master's debt? It's ridiculous!" Ian said disdainfully. "I will make them afraid of me and let them know that shirking debts is not a good habit. All you have to do is cooperate with me when I need you."

Ian is not in a hurry to deal with Sony for the time being. He wants to get all the negative information about Sony first and then take action.

At this moment, he chuckled and said to Kreps, "Give Yata to him too. I need more good things. He doesn't care about this anyway."

Howard Stringer's face changed drastically.

I don’t care if the matter is exposed, but I still care about making porn films!
(End of this chapter)