American Scandal King

Chapter 63 Achievement of Promotional Cooperation
As they talked, they went to the small conference room next door and sat down.

Compared to the junior he used to be, Ian can now stand on equal footing with them.

Ian believed that it would not be long before these so-called "big shots" would not even be qualified to sit with him.

It wasn't even Ian's confidence, but even Bertram Leek and others realized this.

Ian's growth is too fast and too terrifying.

He showed amazing potential.

Faced with a future media giant with such potential, even Bertram Leake believed that enough goodwill should be shown.

The simplest way is to... give enough money!

He said in a polite tone, "Ten million is indeed a bit much. We have already done some publicity for Pearl Harbor. The current publicity budget is around forty million, and most of it must come from ABC."

He smiled slightly and said, "It won't be just this one. If the cooperation is pleasant, there will be another one."

As he said this, he gave a look to a beautiful woman next to him.

That should be a girl who is working in Hollywood. She is not very famous, but she is pretty.

She snuggled up to Ian, her white chest and the cleavage were dazzling.

Ian shook his head gently: "No, no need."

He pushed the girl out.

This surprised Bertram and others.

This is not like the Ian Carr we know.

But the next moment, they saw Kate Beckinsale.

She was wearing a purple velvet long dress, looking gorgeous and noble.

She was standing at the door of the small living room, her snow-white swan neck raised high, looking at Ian with eyes that seemed to want to eat him up.

Rick understood that today was not the time.

So he smiled and said, "Five million, full page."

Ian smiled, his eyes gleaming. "I think we can add a few more. After all, this isn't just the Herald, there's also WND..."

Hypnosis is a good skill!
That night, they talked about business cooperation. Without Ian using any threats, they happily reached an eight million cooperation agreement... Hypnosis is not a threat!
WND News and the Los Angeles Herald will heavily advertise Pearl Harbor two months before its release, and Ian Carr will officially be dating Scarlett Johansson. Kate Beckinsale will also be promoting the film with Pearl Harbor star Ben Affleck, bringing the film's plot to life.

As for Ian, he will try his best not to release any negative news about Touchstone Pictures... This is just a verbal promise. You like to treat business as business, and so do I.

Eight million in advertising fees is not worth my complete release to you. I can only give you a chance to spend money to avoid disaster before I reveal the news.

After the deal was done, Kate came over.

Naturally, she took Ian's arm and pinched him hard as revenge for his flirting.

Then she whispered, "Don't think you can get rid of me just like that, and don't think I'll be happy if you reject that bitch. I know you saw me coming. You have extraordinary insight."

Ian: "..."

The key is that she was right!

Kate blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "And don't go with Scarlett Johansson. You are mine tonight!"

Ian smiled bitterly and said, "Even if you and Affleck have an affair, I'm still yours... But I have to go home to sleep tonight. I haven't been home for several days, and my mother called to urge me to go. If you're willing, we still have two hours tonight."

Kate was surprised: "I didn't know you still lived with your mother."

"I don't have enough money to buy a house yet. All the funds are used for business expansion." Ian sighed: "I will spend time with you tomorrow, baby!"

Kate bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes full of affection and charm: "Then what are you waiting for? At least there is still some time."

I haven't seen you for a while, you're wet.

She pulled Ian out of the hall and upstairs to the room.

………………When Ian got up early in the morning, he went downstairs and saw that Mrs. Carl had prepared breakfast for him.

"Wow, fried eggs, you did it, Mom. Yes, that's it!" Ian smiled and sat down next to his mother, looking at the fried eggs sprinkled with chopped green onions on the plate with great satisfaction.

Unfortunately, there were no chopsticks here, so he could only cut it with a dinner knife. The runny yellow egg core made Ian very satisfied. He sprinkled some pepper on it and started eating.

Mrs. Karl looked at her son speechlessly: "I don't understand why you put green onions in fried eggs? Will it taste good like this?"

Ian nodded repeatedly. "Well, it's pretty good. Millet porridge would be even better. I'll teach you how to make it later, Mom. Breakfast is relatively simple, but lunch and dinner are much richer. Our diet is too bad. I'll learn a lot about Chinese food. It's much more interesting than milk and bread every morning."

"For example, pickled mustard greens?" Mrs. Carl looked at the pickled mustard greens on the plate speechlessly.

These are all my son's requests.

My son has grown up, so sensible that he can even teach his mother how to cook.

This feels a bit weird.

"It's good stuff, it's a pity you didn't make porridge." Ian replied.

"Where did you learn this?" Mrs. Carl looked at her son curiously.

"I used to be a lazy bastard, but a qualified second-generation rich kid would delve into this."

"But you didn't say that."

"Because at that time I just wanted to enjoy myself but didn't know how to share," Ian laughed.

He kissed Mrs. Karl on the cheek and said, “You have nothing to do at home anyway, so just do some research. Just think of it as your son’s.”

“Maybe one day I’ll be a cook in a Chinese restaurant,” Mrs. Carr muttered. Then she smiled broadly and said, “But I like this… except for the preserved eggs.”

As she spoke she began to eat the bread.

Originally, Ian wanted her to make some preserved eggs, but Mrs. Carl couldn't stand the smell and firmly refused.

In her opinion, Chinese preserved eggs and hairy eggs, Italian maggot cheese, Icelandic dried shark, canned pickled herring and all Indian street foods are as terrible as they are not edible for humans.

Ian could only express regret about this.

At this moment, while eating breakfast, Mrs. Carl suddenly said, "By the way, Burnell came to see you yesterday."

Hearing the name, Ian's hand paused while eating.

Burnell, Ian Carr's childhood friend, is a street thug who has done everything a jerk would do.

The reason why Ian went gambling was related to this guy.

It can be said that Ian Carr’s downfall was half due to his friendship with this gangster.

After Ian came here, he took the initiative to cut off contact with his old friends. Most people were sensible, but there were always some who were not.

The appearance of the name Burnell instantly reminded Ian of his ignorant days...

The memories of the two time and space overlap, and my heart is also excited.

The past is still like a ghost!
Then he chuckled and shook his head, brushing away the thought.

Ian said, "I won't have any more contact with him, Mom."

Mrs. Carl shook her head: "He said he would come to see you this morning and that you must see him. I guess he might have something on you."

Ian frowned slightly.

handle?

It's true that his predecessor was a bad guy, but he had never committed any crime. At least compared to this "hardworking" guy like him, he was just a harmless little lamb.

The higher your status, the more harm you do to others!
What leverage could Burnell have?
He hummed softly: "Then I'll talk to him."

(End of this chapter)