American Scandal King

Chapter 91 Buying a House
Beverly Hills.

After passing the green mountains and green waters, red tiles and white walls, the car drove into a lush green belt, and the view in front of us suddenly became bright.

More than ten lush mansions are arranged in an interlaced manner before your eyes, each covering an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters.

The car drove to a mansion, Ian got out, followed by a beautiful woman with big wavy blonde hair.

She was wearing a professional dress, holding a folder, and said to Ian, "Please follow me, Mr. Carl."

As we walked, he introduced, "The Goldwyn Manor covers an area of ​​1200 square meters and has three floors. The top rooftop is a hangar that can accommodate helicopters. The first floor has a living room, dining room, and kitchen. The second and third floors are bedrooms and a study. There are two basement floors for leisure, including a game room, mahjong room, billiard room, private karaoke room, home theater, and more. The actual living area is approximately 1800 square meters."

Pushing open the glass door, you will see a swimming pool, a garden in the distance, rockery and a small bridge with flowing water.

The beauty took Ian all the way to the third-floor rooftop and looked down from above.

The location here is high and overlooks everything. It is one of the most beautiful and expensive mansions in Beverly Hills.

There are snow-capped mountains in the distance and gurgling water at your feet. It is indeed a beautiful place.

Living in a place like this, you need to find a team just to clean the house. Most people can't afford to live there even if you give them the house.

"This is a nice place," Ian exclaimed.

The tall beauty standing next to him had bright red lips, curly blonde hair, and a low-cut dress that revealed her beautiful cleavage.

Her name was Clara Stone. She smiled at Ian and said, "I'm glad you like it. I've met many people who want to buy this house recently, and most of them find fault with it. You're the first one to admit that it's nice."

Ian said casually, "Because they want to find an excuse not to buy it, but we are different. I really want this house, even if the price is really high."

Clara immediately said, "If you are willing to sign the contract today, I can ask our chairman and maybe he can give you a cheaper price."

Hearing this, Ian smiled.

He turned around and leaned against the railing. "There's no rush. I'm just a little confused. Why is your chairman suddenly selling this house? Is the company's balance sheet struggling?"

Clara raised her brows slightly. "If a company is short of funds, they usually go directly to the bank for loans or seek financing from shareholders. The chairman isn't the sole proprietor, so there's no need to sell the house to raise funds. Besides, the Minova Group is such a large enterprise, if there really is a problem, it won't be a matter of 30 million US dollars."

Ian said, "But I heard that Minova Group has been having some difficulties recently. Your stock price is falling. Is your chairman trying to raise money for a buyback to stabilize the stock price?"

Minova is a Los Angeles-based conglomerate with a diverse range of businesses.

They do everything from media, transportation, beverages, food, to jewelry, but because they don't have their own core products, they rely entirely on combinations to conquer the market, but this is gradually not working.

Two years ago, Minopharm had a valuation of 8 billion yuan, but this year it has dropped to more than 4 billion yuan. It has suffered consecutive losses and is burdened with debt.

Of course Clara wouldn't admit it.

Clara laughed and said, "Mr. Karl, you don't come here to buy a house. You look more like you're here to inquire about business secrets."

Ian shook his head. "Don't get me wrong, I really want this house, but I might not just want your chairman's house. I mean, if your chairman needs money, have you ever considered selling some shares?"

Clara was stunned: "You want shares in Minova?"

"No, but I heard that your chairman has shares in Spark TV?"

Clara opened her mouth and smiled for a moment, "Is this your real purpose? Then there's no need for you to go through so much trouble."

"I want the house, the shares, and even..." Ian looked at Clara and suddenly changed the subject: "Are you interested in having dinner together?"

It's morning now and lunch hasn't started yet, but you're already planning dinner?
Clara understood the meaning of the second half of his unspoken sentence.

Flicking her long hair coquettishly, she smiled sweetly: “Mr. Karl, I’m not a professional house seller. Even if this house is sold, I won’t get any commission.”

What I mean is, don't try to use this to blackmail me.

Ian looked surprised: "Are you so unconfident?"

what?
Clara was slightly surprised.

Ian pointed at her and said, "You're a beauty, Miss Stone, and the chairman's assistant. You're a top woman with beauty, money, and talent. To throw money at you? That's really disrespectful to you."

He spread his hands and said, "You either look down on my intelligence, or you look down on your own temperament. Who do you think is so stupid as to think that money can make you lie down?"

Clara covered her mouth and laughed: "It sounds like it's my fault?"

Ian came over and whispered, "I'm planning to have an in-depth collaboration with your group, and you'd be the best contact. You're such a talented woman, it's my honor to get to know you."

His voice was soft and his eyes were full of sincerity.

Many people put the art of picking up girls first, but ignore that the art of picking up girls must be coordinated with acting skills!

Without appropriate and appropriate emotions, how can we improve the effectiveness of our speech?
Clara was a corporate executive. She wasn't a pure woman, but she certainly wasn't someone you could easily buy with money... unless you paid more. A woman like her had her own needs.

There are career needs and physiological needs!
The side effects of hypnosis themselves reflect the other person’s psychological needs and are a form of good feedback!

It doesn't hurt!

It doesn't hurt at all!

So the next moment, Ian's hand was around Clara's waist.

Clara flinched slightly, but not too much.

She looked at the handsome boy in front of her.

Handsome, elegant and graceful.

Rich, sunny, domineering and confident.

Clara felt she would be willing to pay for sex with a boy like him.

She grabbed Ian's tie and whispered, "Tell me the truth, do you want a house, shares, or a person?"

"I have a big appetite, I want them all!" Ian took a deep breath from Clara's chest, savoring the aftertaste: "Isa's fragrance is timeless and elegant, with a long aftertaste. It goes well with this soft and delicate skin...it's so moisturizing!"

His hands had fallen on the beauty's buttocks.

Clara chuckled and puffed out her chest. "You really understand life? You're truly a person who lives in the world of rouge and powder."

"With more experience comes better skills." Ian kissed her earlobe lightly.

This statement would be met with criticism in China, but here it seems so natural.

Clara closed her eyes, feeling the delicate and silky foreplay.

Really good technique.

Ian said, "The bed in the bedroom on the third floor. I want to test its softness."

Clara had already murmured, "Why not start in the open air?"

Then she tackled Ian to the ground.

………………

On the rooftop, in the bedroom, on the sofa.

Traces of their joy were left everywhere in this mansion.

After rounds of artillery fire, Clara lay softly in Ian's arms, her eyes full of satisfaction.

She lay on Ian, with a tender smile and gentle eyes: "You are the best boy I have ever met, but it's time to have lunch now."

"Haven't you had enough?" Ian asked, stroking her smooth back.

Clara hummed softly, "If you still have any..."

She lifted Ian's chin and said, "Although I'm not selling houses, I still hope you can help me complete this transaction."

"Of course, that includes Spark TV," Ian replied.

He kissed Clara lightly: “Do me a favor, I want to know your chairman’s bottom price…I won’t bargain for the house, after all, it’s your chairman’s own money, but the TV station must give me a good price!”

Clara bit her lower lip tightly: "I knew it, Ian Carr, you want to use me. Are you using your beauty to lure me?"

"Do you like it?" Ian asked with a smile.

She chuckled and said, "You have to give me some benefits."

"how much is it?"

"No money!" She looked at Ian with a smile, her eyes full of desire.

She grabbed Ian and snuggled up to him with her soft and charming body: "Feed me, Ian Carl!"

Ian chuckled, "It's not easy... I'll try my best."

Another round of fierce fighting.

(End of this chapter)