American Scandal King

Chapter 95 You ruined the good news

Mischel Street, Kreps's residence.

Ian sat in Kreps's study seat, and Kreps stood obediently below him.

The massacre two days ago completely shocked Kreps.

Nearly fifty gunmen were killed, and only eleven on the periphery escaped and were then dealt with by the Cripple Gang.

Kreps didn't know whether Ian did it alone or with a group of people, but it looked more like he did it alone, after all, he was alone last time.

Rambo reincarnation?

No, it's Rambo + Terminator, square brackets!

Gangsters may not be afraid of the police, but they cannot be afraid of killing.

So Kreps is very well behaved now!
Even if you gave him a gun, asked him to check the safety, bullets, and everything, and then pointed it at Ian's head, he wouldn't dare to shoot.

At this moment, Ian was looking at the financials of Baishan Company. After a rough review, Ian said, "Good job. You can arrange the interviews with those scapegoats later."

"Okay, boss." Kreps replied respectfully.

Seeing that Ian was in a good mood, Kreps whispered, "By the way, there is something that may be related to you."

"What?" Ian asked casually.

Kreps said, "Someone's been looking for a gunman lately."

Looking for a gunman?
Ian looked at Kreps in surprise: "Another big deal?"

Kreps shook his head. "No, it sounds like it's directed at you."

Ian was stunned.

Against me?
He looked at Kreps strangely: "What exactly is going on?"

Kreps shook his head. "It was a middleman who contacted us. He didn't mention the buyer, only that he wanted to assassinate a high-ranking figure in Los Angeles, and that it would be best to keep it low-key. My people tried to probe him, but he was very anxious, saying only that it seemed to be related to business competition and that the target was a prominent figure in the media industry."

"Wow." Ian laughed.

He understood that this was probably because the Acton family was anxious.

While the Herald hasn't beaten the Times yet, they're closing in.

The worst thing is that the rapid growth of the Herald itself is also affecting the sales of the Times. Under the secret operation of Dill Chandler and Israel, the sales of the Times have declined significantly during this period, and the daily sales are only over 120 million copies.

It is normal for one to grow while the other decreases, so the Pioneer does not need to sell 150 million copies to win the bet!

The Acton family knew that they were only one step away from failing in the bet, so they chose to take the risk?
"Can't you afford to lose? This is not a proper way to do business." Ian muttered.

Kreps looked at Ian in shock.

Boss, when you talk about others, could you please look in the mirror?
Have you ever run a legitimate business?

Ian curled his lips: "Okay, I get it, keep paying attention and tell me if there is any news."

Then he stood up and left.

After leaving Mischel Street, Ian took a walk.

When I walked out of the street, I saw a police car parked not far away.

There was a blonde beauty sitting in the car, it was Catherine.

She was looking at Ian with cold eyes.

Ian smiled.

He walked up to the car window and knocked gently: "Miss Catherine?"

"Call me officer!" Catherine rolled down the window.

Ian smiled and said, "Okay Officer Catherine, are you following me?"

Catherine glared at him fiercely: "What is your relationship with Kreps?"

Ian shook his head slightly. "I don't know what you're talking about. Yes, I know him, but that's only because I'm a reporter. Reporters look for news and will go anywhere. That's normal, isn't it?"

Catherine angrily said, "You can definitely find more valuable news! There are so many things happening in the world every day, can't you find something healthy?"

Ian spread his hands: "Then you have to ask the public. Sunny and healthy reports will never be as stimulating as the sensory stimulation brought by scandals and terrorist incidents! What do you want me to report? A female police officer who pursues a newspaper owner for justice and truth but to no avail? That sounds worthless..." He laughed: "No one cares about this!"

Catherine whispered angrily, "I'll catch you."

Ian shook his head slightly. "It's more likely that you've fallen in love with me at this stage, and I'll just treat you as a plaything, and eventually throw you away when I get tired of you."

"Fuck you!" Catherine yelled.

"Yes, it's just a matter of time... I can accept you being on top. I don't need to seek dignity as a man in bed!" Ian said with a smile.

He was about to leave when he noticed an old newspaper next to Catherine.

The newspaper prominently stated that "Argentina is in economic crisis."

Ok?
Oh, yes, in 01, Argentina did experience a financial crisis, which led to Argentina's subsequent economic decline.

As Ian knows: although the world is different and many things have changed as a result, the big trends remain the same.

This is an old newspaper, and judging from the time, it happened earlier than Ian knew - although the time is wrong, the incident really happened.

Ian remembered that shortly after Argentina had problems, Italy also had problems, causing the Italian lira to depreciate sharply.

If only I could seize the opportunity to short the lira before then...

He fell into deep thought.

Catherine's "Get lost" brought him back to reality from his thoughts.

Looking at the woman's angry eyes, Ian ignored her and turned away.

After walking a few steps, I saw a house in the distance suddenly catch fire, and thick black smoke billowed out of the window.

Someone was shouting frantically from the window.

Catherine got out of the car in shock.

She ran quickly towards the house, but the surging flames forced her to step aside.

Seeing this, Ian's heart moved. He quickly took out the camera he carried with him and handed it to Catherine, saying, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What?" Catherine was stunned.

Ian said: "I'll be responsible for saving people, and you'll be responsible for filming."

With that he turned and rushed into the room.

Catherine yelled, "No, don't go over there! It's too dangerous!"

"Shut up, bitch!" Ian stopped and yelled, "All you have to do now is take pictures. If you mess up my news, I'll throw you into the fire!"

Catherine rolled her eyes helplessly: "You are simply a lunatic!"

But she finally raised her camera and took a lot of pictures of Ian.

Just two minutes later, Catherine saw Ian rushing out of the house holding a little girl, his hair still covered in flames.

"Great, you did it!" Catherine was surprised.

I saw Ian had put the little girl down.

He said to the little girl: "You are safe now. Just wait here obediently. Your parents will be back soon, okay?"

The little girl nodded seriously.

Ian then walked towards Catherine and said, "Give me the camera."

He took the camera and looked at the photos carefully, while Catherine looked at him intently.

She whispered, “I didn’t expect you to do this, Ian Karl, maybe you are not as bad as you appear.”

At this moment, her opinion of Ian changed somewhat.

But the next moment Ian Carr's answer made her feel depressed.

Ian roared, "Damn it! Look at what you took! My grandma in the grave took better pictures than yours! You've ruined a good piece of news!"

Catherine was so angry that her face turned red. She kicked Ian and said, "To hell with you and your news!"

(End of this chapter)