American Scandal King

Chapter 57 Left Eye Level

In the cafe, Ian was still chatting with Harvey Weinstein, his words were very eloquent.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry. The price of the Los Angeles Herald may not be too cheap, but with our rapid growth, the publicity effect will definitely be worth the price you pay... You won't be at a disadvantage in this regard."

"Very well, that's settled."

"Thank you for your generous help, Mr. Weinstein. I am sure we will become good friends."

After hanging up the phone, Ian looked at Scarlett with a smile and said, "Did you see? It's all legal business."

Scarlett looked at Ian in a daze.

The little girl was completely dumbfounded.

After a while, she finally nodded: “I see, Ian Karl, you are indeed the most despicable and shameless bastard I have ever seen.”

Ian smiled at the girl and said, "The next time you say that, it might be in bed."

Scarlett was a little embarrassed and angry: "Is this how you chase girls?"

Ian spread his hands and said, "Think about Weinstein. At least I'm much gentler than him."

People need to be compared with each other. Sure enough, Scarlett suddenly felt that although Ian's way of picking up girls was a bit overbearing, it was not without merit.

In fact, Scarlett's feelings when looking at Ian Carr now are completely different from yesterday.

An outstanding gold medal reporter, a business genius who became famous in a short period of time, and a powerful guy who can get other people's black material at any time as long as he is willing!

He is smart, handsome, insidious, cunning, ruthless, and very creative!
He possesses the qualities that a successful person should have.

You may not like this person, but you cannot help but admire him.

For a young girl, admiration is the starting point for the budding of feelings in her heart - no matter how terrible he is, at least he is not directed at me!
With her bright eyes shining, she looked at Ian and whispered, "You're a bastard, Ian Karl. I'm telling you for the third time, but not in your bed."

Ian smiled and nodded: "Then you win...Scarlett."

After dominance, there is gentleness!
I am willing to lose to you and let you ride on my head, face, and any part of my body... Scarlett baby.

Scarlett, who had defeated Ian once, smiled happily.

Smile like a flower.

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"Extra number! Extra number!"

"Harrison Ford and his wife Melissa's marriage is on the rocks. Harrison Ford, 59, is known for his philandering ways, and the involvement of a third party has led to the breakdown of their marriage. Divorce is inevitable!"

"Drug Barrymore and comedian Tom Green were scheduled to hold their wedding in Malibu in early July this year, but on the night they agreed on the wedding date, reporters discovered that they were still arguing a lot. The Herald's owner Ian Carr said that he was not optimistic about the marriage and thought it would be a miracle if they could last a year!"

"Three months after her divorce, Kim Basinger fell in love with rapper Eminem, and they started a relationship with a 3-year age difference."

"British actress Kate Winslet and her director husband Jim Tribbleton are in a relationship crisis. Our reporter captured a lot of evidence of their quarrels!"

"Latin pop queen Jennifer Lopez has been dating her back-up dancer Cris Judd since her divorce. Our reporter filmed them staying at Jennifer's house for three days without leaving. Cris Judd has a lot of capital, and the queen has a strong background!"

As for the producer McYellen, he successfully resolved the matter after giving him a sky-high advertising fee.

With Weinstein's help, Ian no longer had difficulty entering and leaving Hollywood.

He can move around freely, and then use silk threads to easily send cameras and eavesdropping devices to anywhere he wants.

He has almost caught all the famous Hollywood stars nowadays in various big news. The halo of idol stars has been shattered beyond repair by Ian.

What a crap star, they are all trash!

Then, gossip about the entertainment industry began to surge, and Ian was holding back on this—Ian wouldn't release destructive black material, after all, that was his capital to tie these people to his own media aircraft carrier.

It's different now than before. Ian doesn't need to beat people to death anymore. He can leave them a way out and they won't care too much.

It doesn’t matter if you are too picky. At worst, I can give you a bunch of new information: Look at this, do you want me to reveal it to you?

So most people will say: We can still be friends!
Not only that, since all this news was obtained through Harvey Weinstein's channels, as time went on, sooner or later his "selling out" behavior would be noticed, and then it would anger the entire entertainment industry.

He will be beaten up by a group of people.

After all, Ian does all this because he is a journalist.

Harvey Weinstein, you are on our side, how dare you betray us?
By then, Harvey Weinstein would still be finished, but Ian would no longer need to take action, or perhaps Ian was just the icing on the cake - Weinstein is Jewish, and Ian is not yet suitable to confront Jews head-on.

The basic sales of the Los Angeles Herald and WND News Network are also rising steadily.

The only pity was that none of it was stellar enough to make national headlines, but it did significantly solidify the foundation of Carl Media. And Ian continued to collect the negative material: he never stopped collecting it, but he kept most of it as a collector's edition, to enjoy it slowly.

Although a lot of gossip news does not involve pornography, it is still considered as scandalous news, so the left eye is also steadily improving, and the fourth copying ability is finally activated, but Ian has not copied any new skills for the time being.

Soon after, Ian's left eye was officially upgraded.

Ian looked around but couldn't find any use for it.

Speechless for a moment.

It’s really troublesome that there is no instruction manual!

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Ian's current habit is to handle official business in the company in the morning, wander around the streets to pick up news in the afternoon, and attend various banquets with the Gaskell couple in the evening, get to know enough people, get clues, and go out to collect some information and select some to release.

On the afternoon of the day his left eye was upgraded, Ian drove around with his camera as usual.

The phone rings.

It's Scarlett's.

"Hi, babe." Ian laughed as he got on the phone.

"Don't call me baby, our relationship hasn't reached that stage yet." Scarlett's voice on the phone was a little reproachful.

Scarlett called him frequently these days.

Although the people have not yet merged, their feelings have advanced rapidly.

Ian smiled and said, "It looks like you're not busy today. Where are you? Do you need me to pick you up?"

"Century City, come on." Scarlett hung up the phone quickly and picked up her bag.

Agent Mattis Clay came over and said, "Scarlett, are you going out?"

"Yes."

Mattis Clay was a little worried: "Boy, right? I don't recommend you to get together with others at this time. The heroine of Gangs of New York hasn't been decided yet. Weinstein might not like it..."

Scarlett stopped her: "Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

Mathis Clay raised his eyebrows: "It seems that he is very satisfied with your service."

Scarlett groaned and left the building.

When she walked out of the building, she saw Ian's car parked there.

After getting in the car, Scarlett said, "Ian, have you ever thought about starting your own agency?"

Ian took Scarlett for a ride in his car: "Why do you ask?"

Scarlett smiled and said, "I just think this suits you very well. You can easily find fault with every star and ask them to cooperate with you."

Ian thought for a moment and said, "Indeed, I have thought about it. But that's not why you told me this. Do you want to leave Mathis Clay?"

"Who would like an agent who forces their artists to sleep with producers?" Scarlett looked outside with a sad look in her eyes. "She has no ability to solve problems and can only get contracts by selling out her artists. So, what's the point of her being an agent?"

Then she turned to look at Ian: "My contract expires next year. If you set up an agency, I can join. You will protect me, right?"

Ian smiled.

After thinking about it, he nodded: "Of course, then wait for me for a while, I will get it done."

Scarlett smiled sweetly: "But don't think you can trick me into bed with this."

Do you know that when a girl always brings this up, she has actually agreed to most of it in her mind?
"I don't need to do that...you'll fall for me on your own," Ian smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a police car rushing past.

As a professional journalist, Ian immediately realized that something was wrong.

He smiled and said, "There's more news. Are you interested? Scarlett baby."

Scarlett also saw the police car whizzing past, and she was a little excited: "Of course."

She ignored Ian calling her baby, or perhaps she had already entered the state of saying one thing and doing another.

"Then sit tight." Ian stepped on the accelerator and followed.

(End of this chapter)