American Scandal King

Chapter 27 Big News
Los Angeles Herald President's Office.

Ian was sitting with his feet up, reading the news he had broken on his laptop.

Ian actually prefers Internet news to newspapers.

After all, there is direct interaction with readers, and various reactions after reading the report.

The American people are also hypocritical, and they also have all kinds of uniquely American online humor.

There are violent ones:
"Fuck, I knew she was a bitch!"

"Fake! This woman is actually selling fakes! She doesn't even have a bear!"

"No wonder you need two men, they are so bad. Let me do it, Lily, I will show you what a real man is!"

Those with glass hearts:
"Oh my god, Lily, how could you do this? My dream is shattered."

"Are you worthy of Elby?"

Feminist-oriented:
"You should be on top, Lily. How can you be pinned down by a disgusting man?"

"Great Lily, she broke the tradition and it should be polyandry!"

“Real women’s rights should be for women to be with women!”

There are takeover directions:
"If Elby doesn't want you, I'm willing to have you, Lily."

"No, you don't deserve it, asshole!"

There are more random remarks.

"I can use this material for a year!"

"My lifelong craft depends on this!"

"No, man, it will take you two months at most because there will be new people coming up soon."

There was sarcasm, abuse, and support, but basically no boycott.

This incident will not ruin Lilimarta's career, but it will only damage her reputation and reduce her value.

All I can say is that the environment in the United States in this regard is quite open.

Looking at the comments at this moment, Ian smiled with satisfaction.

At this moment, a cheer suddenly broke out outside: "Fifteen thousand copies! We sold fifteen thousand copies today!"

That was Lloyd's excited cry.

Hearing this number, Ian walked out of the office and came to the office lobby.

Lloyd saw him come out and shouted, "Hurray for our great boss!"

Lloyd used to look down on Ian and was even reluctant to call him boss, but today, everything began to change.

He fell in love with Ian from the bottom of his heart!

Who doesn’t want to work for a good and capable boss?
"Roar!!!"

"Ian!"

"Ian!"

"Ian!"

The editors stood up and cheered excitedly.

The tears of celebrities are the great achievements of journalists, the bulging of their wallets, and the future of their lives!
A few happy and a few sad.

Considering that only Lilymarta is sad, but a large group of people are happy, this deal is done!
Standing in the center of the hall, accepting the cheers, love and admiring gazes of his subordinates, Ian smiled and nodded one by one.

After the applause died down, Lloyd said, "Say a few words, Ian. Now you are a competent boss."

"Fifteen thousand is a good result, but it's not nearly enough," Ian replied.

He looked at his editors and said softly, "My father once set a record here with daily sales of over ten thousand. That was the peak of the Los Angeles Herald. Today, we broke that record, but only today."

He looked around at the crowd and said, "I hope you understand that the news battlefield is an eternal one, where the smoke of gunpowder will always linger and the fighting never ceases. Today's glory only represents today; it is destined to become the past, to become history. The future still requires our continued efforts. We will do everything we can to obtain valuable news and expand sales."

"My goal is to make the Los Angeles Herald the greatest newspaper in the world, and our company the greatest media group in the world. Today, we are just a newspaper, but tomorrow we will be a television station, the internet, and everything in between!"

"What I want is not 15,000 daily sales, but 1.5 million! Not the highest record, but the daily average!"

“Everything today is just the foundation.”

"One day in the future, when we look back, we will find that today's sales volume will seem so-so, but it will be the starting point of our future glory. Standing on this foundation, we will become bigger and stronger and create more glory!!!"

"In the future, we will become the most powerful beings in this world." "We will tell the world who is good and who is evil! We will show the world all the darkness and light! We can even decide who will be the president!"

"This is the media, it's our strength and the reason for our existence!"

“Let the world hear our voice!!!”

Ian waved his arms and shouted, his tone was sonorous and very contagious.

All editors shout together:
"Ian!"

"Ian!"

"Ian!"

………………

In an open-air tea bar in downtown Los Angeles, a blonde beauty in her thirties was sitting there wearing a wide-brimmed hat, clutching a Chanel bag tightly in her hand, with a black suitcase at her feet.

Cressida Tillman.

She is a TV star, not a big name, but from a good family. She is known as a pure and innocent girl, but in fact she is a lustful woman who plays games a lot.

She is beautiful, wild in bed, with many tricks, and a great appetite.

In the United States, entertainment scandals are usually not fatal as long as they do not involve rape or the killing of young children.

The problem with Cressida is simply that she, like Lilimarta, plays things a bit wild and heavy, and then gets filmed for real.

Because of this, it was difficult for Ian to get a very good price.

If this happened in China, it would be easy to get tens of millions.

Pity.

Standing at the street corner and looking around to make sure there was no particular trouble, Ian walked towards Cressida Tillman.

Sitting next to her, Ian threw her an envelope.

Cressida Tillman took the envelope, unfolded it, took a look, and her vision went dark.

Then she glared at him angrily: "You despicable rat!"

Ian shook his head slightly: "Don't mind, this is business, and I don't think your current behavior will help us get along in the future."

Cressida's heart trembled.

She knew very well that Ian must still have kept the negatives, and the money was just to prevent him from revealing the information.

So she quickly put on a smile: "Ian Karl, you are excellent, I admire you no matter what. Are you interested in having a drink with me sometime?"

As she spoke, she licked her tongue lightly, her eyes full of charm.

Actors are very good at seducing others.

Are you planning to get your money back this way, or are you simply interested in me?
Ian chuckled and shook his head: "Thank you, no thanks."

Cressida frowned, "You look down on me?"

Ian shook his head: "You misunderstood, Miss Tillman. I'm not a germaphobe, but it's my code of conduct not to sleep with clients."

Cressida roared, "I'm not your client. Don't even think about getting the chance to blackmail me next time!"

Ian shook his head sternly: "I have my own bottom line. I will never use these things to exploit you repeatedly. But if you have something new next time, that will be a second business deal."

He smiled slightly and picked up the black suitcase at his feet.

When it was opened, five hundred thousand US dollars were neatly arranged inside.

Ian smiled with satisfaction, closed the box and said, "Thank you for your generosity. Goodbye."

With that, Ian turned and left.

Cressida yelled, "You're a scumbag!"

Ian stopped, looked back at Cressida, and smiled, "Maybe, but I prefer to call it a paid blindness service."

Paid blindness?
Cressida's vision went dark.

How could this person say such a thing?

But who can't invent a new word?

This is not your patent, Boss Jia.

(End of this chapter)