American Hunting: Starting with Solitary Life in the Wilderness

Chapter 259 The Five Things Men Love Most (Bonus Chapter for the 80th Anniversary of the Victory in the War of Resistance Against Japan!)
"I don't want you to pay now."

"What do you mean?" Lin Yu'an asked, somewhat puzzled.

Marty said slowly, "Lin, do you think that what you will face in the future will be more than just a contract with Arc'teryx?"

“Netflix production contracts, filming permits in China, trademark registration for personal brands, and even land and water rights laws involved in buying a ranch in the future…”

"These are all fraught with complex legal traps."

"What you need is not a mercenary to fight a battle for you, but a legal advisor who can protect your entire empire."

He made a proposal that Lin Yu-an hadn't expected: "Let's take this $250,000 in legal fees as an advance payment for our future cooperation."

“I propose that I, Marty Singh, and my law firm formally become the chief external legal counsel for all your future companies.”

Lin Yu'an immediately asked, "Mr. Singh, as far as I know, you also seem to be serving as legal counsel for both CAA and Mr. Scout. Won't this... create a conflict of interest?"

This question is direct and incisive.

On the other end of the phone, Martina's witty laughter came through again.

“Lin, you’ve hit the nail on the head. That’s right, I provide services to most players in this circle at the same time. But this is not a conflict, but rather my core value.”

"My job is not just to litigate, but also to use my position as an information hub to coordinate and maximize the interests of my clients within the rules."

“I know everyone’s bottom line and everyone’s demands. Sometimes, a phone call can solve a problem more effectively than ten lawyer’s letters.”

"What I guarantee you is 100% client privacy protection and 100% legal services that prioritize your interests."

"What I can offer you is not just legal provisions, but also the top-level rules of the game and a network of connections in this industry."

These words completely dispelled Lin Yu'an's last doubts.

"Then, what's the price of cooperation?" Lin Yu'an asked.

Marty said, “The price was that we no longer charged on a per-project basis. Instead, we had an annual consulting contract, with him paying my law firm a fixed consulting fee of $500,000 each year.”

"In return, all legal issues related to your business empire, large or small, will be personally overseen by me and handled by my top-notch team throughout the year."

"It includes everything from reviewing a simple confidentiality agreement to conducting a multi-billion dollar copyright negotiation with Disney."

"I'm investing in your future growth with a relatively low annual fee."

"And you used this contract to turn the most feared legal team on the planet into your own private legal department."

Marty's voice was filled with an irresistible allure of a win-win situation: "Lin, do you think this deal is worthwhile?"

Lin Yu'an was completely stunned. He instantly understood Matty Singh's true intentions. This mad dog lawyer was no longer concerned with winning or losing a particular case.

What he values ​​is himself, and his future, which is yet to be opened and full of infinite possibilities!

What he wanted was not a one-time high reward, but a long-term, stable partnership that could be deeply tied to a future business empire!
This is a smarter investment than simply buying shares, and it's also more in line with his status.

"Marty, aren't you afraid that the troubles I'll encounter in the future will be far more than the value of my 500,000 service?"

“Haha,” Marty’s laughter came again from the other end of the phone, “In my life, I’ve handled the most complex cases and encountered the most formidable opponents.”

"To be honest, I'm even looking forward to you causing me some really interesting big trouble."

Lin Yu'an took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Marty, I accept this cooperation. I wish us a pleasant collaboration in the future!"

After exchanging a few more words, Lin Yu'an hung up the phone.

The initial shock from the exorbitant contract price was quickly replaced by a deeper sense of awe for the world's top business and legal rules.

He knew that this collaboration with CAA opened more than just a door to wealth for him.

It has also unearthed a path to the pinnacle of social class!
He stood quietly in front of the desk, outside the window was endless, pure darkness and wilderness.

On the other end of the phone lies an equally unfathomable jungle of power, woven from capital, law, and personal connections.

And now, he has obtained the ticket to enter this jungle!

He already possessed all five things that men love most in life! That masculine ambition and desire for conquest, like a spark thrown into strong liquor, exploded in his heart!
Money—a record-breaking contract worth fourteen million US dollars a year—completely freed him from any material constraints.

Power, CAA, Scout Braun, Matti Singh... these names that were once out of reach are now allies on his chessboard.

Firearms—in the gun cabinet, there was a Winchester M70, custom-made for him, gleaming with a cold light, which was an extension of his power.

On the desk, a half-bottle of rich Laphroaig whisky exudes an alluring aroma, awaiting the victor's tasting.

woman,,,

Lin Yu'an's gaze traveled through the living room and landed on the slightly ajar master bedroom door. Warm and soft light shone through the crack in the door.

He recalled the scene before the phone rang. Arya and Emily's faces still bore the lingering, beautiful blush…

A primal, powerful, and uncontrollable urge instantly swept over his entire body!
He strode across the living room and, without the slightest hesitation, pushed open the bedroom door.

Arya and Emily were talking in hushed tones when they saw him suddenly enter, their eyes filled with a questioning look.

But they quickly understood everything from Lin Yu'an's aggressive, fiery gaze.

Their cheeks flushed uncontrollably once again. Lin Yu'an didn't speak, but simply locked the heavy wooden door behind her, completely shutting out all the noise from the outside world.

He walked step by step toward the large bed.

Outside the window, the cold wind howled, and a pack of wolves lurked in the dark forest; the standoff continued.

Inside this warm and sturdy wooden house, an even more primitive war has just begun.

Soon, the suppressed, intermittent, intense breathing composed a moving symphony of life in the quiet, cold Alaskan night…

The night is getting darker.

Outside the window, the cold wind howled like a sob at the chimney, occasionally mingled with the muffled roar of a distant glacier cracking open, like the sound of cannons.

The flames in the living room fireplace were no longer as strong as before, leaving only dark red embers that flickered in the dim light.

Inside the cabin, the master bedroom offered a warm and tranquil atmosphere, a welcome respite from the erotic ambiance. Soft starlight mingled with the presence of the drenched figures.

Arya curled up on his left side like a docile cat, her head resting in the crook of his arm.

Emily, on the other hand, draped her long legs over him from her right side, pressed her cheek against his broad chest, and listened to his heartbeat, which had been like a war drum, gradually calming down.

A lingering, slightly musky scent still lingers in the air.

This exhilarating celebration exhausted all of Lin Yu-an's strength and completely released all the shock and ecstasy.

After a long while, when everyone's breathing had completely calmed down.

Emily spoke softly, her voice slightly hoarse and languid: "So, did Scout really solve all the problems?"

Lin Yu'an did not answer her immediately.

He reached out and gently stroked Arya's soft, long hair, then rubbed his chin against Emily's smooth forehead.

He knew that the most difficult discussions were only just beginning.

"He only solved the external problems." Lin Yu'an's voice was deep and gentle, and it sounded particularly clear in the quiet room.

"But there is still an internal issue that the three of us need to make a decision together."

Lin Yu'an recounted to them the warnings about the risks of family structure from today's video conference, as well as Scout's solution of divorce and remarriage.

When he said that Scout's cult was a scandal and that responsible men were legendary public relations logic, he could clearly feel the two women in his arms tense up even more.

"That's about it." After Lin Yu'an finished speaking, the bedroom fell into a long silence once again.

This silence was different from the tenderness just now. It was heavy and filled with complex emotions.

"So..." Arya's voice was somewhat hoarse, "I need... to divorce you?"

Even though she knew it was just a formality, the word "divorce" still stung Lin Yu'an's heart like a tiny needle when she uttered it.

“And then,” Emily continued softly, “you, will marry me?”

Lin Yu'an didn't say anything, but simply hugged them even tighter.

He knew that on this issue, any urging or persuasion would be futile. He had to give them ample time and space to think and process the information.

After a long silence, it was Emily who broke it.

She slowly sat up from Lin Yu'an's embrace, picked up the silk robe beside her, casually draped it over her shoulders, and walked to the cabinet in the room.

The warm candlelight outlined her graceful curves and the calm, rational expression on her face.

She looked at Lin Yu'an and Ailiya, who were still lying in the mirror, and her blue eyes shone with wisdom.

Then, he spoke slowly and clearly: "I think we shouldn't look at this from just an emotional perspective."

“Scooter’s question is not an emotional one, but a strategic one involving law and public relations.”

She continued her analysis: "First, from a legal perspective, Ann, your marriage to Arya is the foundation for you to obtain legal status in the United States."

"This marriage must remain unchanged until we obtain permanent green cards."

"Therefore, we do not need to make a final decision on this matter for at least one or two years. We have ample time to consider it."

These words instantly alleviated the urgency of the problem.

“Secondly, from a public relations perspective.” Emily’s thinking became clearer and clearer. “I completely agree with Scout’s logic.”

“In American society, stories of ex-wives and current wives living together peacefully are far more acceptable to the public than polygamy, which can indeed minimize the risks to our families.”

She looked at Arya, her voice softening: "Arya, darling, I know the word 'divorce' is hard for you to accept."

"But from another perspective, this may be a relief for all of us."

"Relief?" Arya sat up, somewhat puzzled.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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