American Scandal King

Chapter 55: Interview at Gunpoint
noon the next day.

Miramax Corporation.

Ian made himself up as a middle-aged man and took Scarlett Johansson into the Miramax headquarters building.

When getting out of the car, Scarlett looked at Ian and asked with some concern: "Are you sure you can protect me?"

Ian showed the gun beside him: "Is this enough?"

Scarlett was horrified: "Why did you come in with a gun?"

Ian was speechless: "I thought this would put you at ease."

Scarlett shook her head repeatedly: "No, that would only terrify me more."

Please!

There are over 100,000 gang members in Los Angeles.

Well, this is America, where heaven and hell always coexist. At least there are not many gangsters in Hollywood. The dark world is right in front of us, yet far away in the horizon.

Following Scarlett all the way upstairs and into the company, Scarlett looked at Ian and said, "I'm going to see him. If there's anything, I'll shout. Are you sure you can hear me?"

Ian smiled: "My eyesight has always been good."

Scarlett muttered, "I said I heard!"

She turned and walked toward Harvey Weinstein's office.

After entering the office, Scarlett did not see Weinstein, but only saw the conspicuous and well-known red sofa.

According to the rules, Scarlett should take off her clothes and lie on the red sofa, waiting quietly for her benefactor to arrive.

But Scarlett obviously wouldn't do that.

She sat quietly on the sofa, thinking anxiously.

For a moment, she regretted it.

Ian Carr, this guy is such a devil, how could I believe him?
This made her even more uncomfortable.

As time passed, footsteps were heard outside the room.

Scarlett finally couldn't sit still anymore.

Fear rising in her heart, she hurriedly stood up and walked out.

Just then the door opened.

Harvey Weinstein's huge, obese figure appeared at the door. Looking at Scarlett, a smile appeared on his big face: "You don't need to greet me so enthusiastically."

As he said this he walked towards Scarlett.

Scarlett took a few steps back: "No, sir, you misunderstood, I'm just here for the audition."

Harvey Weinstein stopped and glared at Scarlett fiercely: "Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me? Do you know what an audition is? Now, take off your clothes and lie on the sofa. This is your audition!"

As a big shot in the entertainment industry, there is no need for him to be servile to beautiful women.

Strength is his brand!

Scarlett took a deep breath and shook her head repeatedly: "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."

She said as she walked out the door.

Harvey Weinstein grabbed her arm and said, "You're not going anywhere."

Scarlett screamed in horror, "You can't do this! Help!"

"Don't shout, there's no one outside at this time." Harvey Weinstein sneered and pushed Scarlett onto the sofa.

He pointed at the poor girl and said, "No one can fool me! No one!"

As he said this, he took off his coat, stood in front of Scarlett like a bear, and began to unbuckle his belt.

He didn't rape many people, but that was because most people didn't need such means.

But since he had raped before, it was obviously something he was familiar with.

At this moment he rushed forward with a hideous laugh.

Scarlett felt like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth. She screamed, "No, Ian, save me!"

Ian?

Harvey Weinstein was stunned: "What Ian?"

boom!
The door was opened again.

Ian walked in with a camera and smiled at Harvey Weinstein, "Ian from Ian Carr! Mr. Weinstein, are you planning to rape this beautiful woman? How would you like to start?"

Weinstein looked at Ian in astonishment: "Ian Carl? Fake, how did you get in?"

He was about to punch Ian.

Then I saw a gun in Ian's hand.

The gun is pointed at Weinstein, and the glorious justice it brings is irresistible and makes people worship it.

Weinstein was stunned. Scarlett was also shocked.

Didn’t you agree not to use guns?

Ian smiled and waved his gun: "Sit down."

Weinstein sat down in horror, his eyes filled with fear.

Ian slowly closed the door and said with a smile, "Scarlett, how about you take the microphone and do the interview?"

Scarlett was confused: "Me?"

Ian nodded. "Yes, you come! Following the shootout interview and the forced confession interview, this is a new interview mode. The victim will interview in person. This will be good news."

Scarlett looked at Ian speechlessly.

You haven't said this before.

She shook her head repeatedly: "I don't want to offend him, he's Harvey Weinstein!"

"Why worry about a dead man?" Ian asked with a smile.

He handed the microphone to Scarlett: "Don't worry, everything is recorded. He tried to rape you, that's the truth! If it gets out, he'll be finished."

Weinstein roared: "You have no evidence! What you have filmed now does not prove anything!"

Ian pointed to the table behind him: "Look at that."

Weinstein turned around in shock and saw that a miniature camera had appeared on his desk at some point.

"This is impossible!" he exclaimed.

Ian came over with a camera on his shoulder: "Don't worry, Mr. Weinstein, most of the time I'm not the type of person who likes to beat people to death... As long as you're willing to cooperate, I can still give you a chance."

He gave Scarlett a look as he spoke.

Scarlett understood.

She knew she had no way out. She took a deep breath and pointed the microphone at Weinstein: "Mr. Weinstein, do you really think I am so attractive that you are willing to risk breaking the law to rape me? Or do you think you are so powerful that the law cannot restrain you?"

Smart girl, learns quickly!
Weinstein stared at the two of them in amazement.

"Fuck!" he said.

Ian chuckled.

He pointed the camera at Weinstein's face and said, "Yes, that's what I said. Where did you originally plan to start talking to Miss Johnson?"

Scarlett looked at Ian in astonishment: "How can you ask that?"

Ian shrugged. "It's a shame you don't like my question."

He put the gun to Weinstein's forehead: "Answer the questions, man."

Weinstein cried helplessly: "I didn't mean to rape her!"

"That's not the right answer." Ian looked at Weinstein coldly. "You know, based on what you did just now, I could have just pulled the trigger. Then I could have just cut out the middle part and it would have been like I rushed in and shot you to save the poor innocent girl... You know I've killed people before, and I dare to kill people."

Weinstein was about to cry.

I've never seen news reported this way!

He asked desperately, "What do you want to hear?"

"Of course it's true." Ian placed the camera on the table and pointed it at Weinstein.

Suddenly he turned to look at the door and said, "Someone is coming, Scarlett, shout a few times."

Scarlett understood.

She shouted: "Ah! Ah... No..."

The people outside retreated again.

Scarlett took a long breath and looked at Ian: "Cut this part out."

"Of course." Ian chuckled.

He looked at Weinstein, and Weinstein understood.

He looked at Scarlett desperately: "You are a very charming girl. It is worth doing everything for you."

Scarlett sneered: "That's not the correct answer. Tell me, how many bad things have you done in this office? Who have you insulted?"

Weinstein shook his head repeatedly: "How much do you want?"

Ian smiled: "I'm not a kidnapper, I'm a reporter."

Scarlett smiled too.

A rare journalist in the world, with a unique interview style.

Today, I am also a journalist.

She practically shoved the microphone into Weinstein's mouth: "Tell me, how many times have you done this, you fat damn pig!"

(End of this chapter)