American Gossip King

Chapter 274 Return to Baghdad

In the hotel, Ian made a phone call while reviewing the day's records.

In addition to the reporters assigned by Carl Media, Deer Chandler also brought two new Butterflies with him this time. They were both pretty good young men, one of whom filmed the daytime gunfight.

"Yes, I'm fine... I couldn't make calls before because of the communication blockade, don't worry, Lena," Ian reassured her softly.

The lack of news during this period of time has made Lena very anxious.

Lena asked, puzzled, "Why did I hear gunshots?"

Ian laughed and said, "I'm here with the gunshots in the video. I'll turn the volume down."

Lena sighed, "You always love adventure, Ian. No matter how much money you have, adventure seems to be a part of your life. I want to dissuade you, but that's what attracts me most about you."

Ian gently comforted him, "It's just confidence."

"How much longer are you going to stay?"

"I will stay in Baghdad for about a week, then go to see Saddam, and after that this should be over soon."

"Alright then, I'm glad to know you're okay. Let's stop here."

Ian asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to say a few more words to me?"

Lena said softly, "I think so, but I know you also have to give to Scarlett, Kate, Britney, Jessica, Amanda, Barbara, Cressy, Shawna, Helen, Ekaterina, Natasha, Gal Gadot, Megan Fox... and maybe Anne Hathaway, Olivia, Kim Hee-sun, Ryoko Hirosue..."

Ian felt a chill run down his spine: "I know I was wrong, baby."

Lena chuckled softly, "But you won't change. Ian Carl has always been very generous; he's never stingy with apologies, doesn't need others to apologize to him, and will never correct his mistakes!"

That's because I don't think it's wrong.

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The purpose of a businessman is to acquire resources!

Ian said softly, "All of them combined are not as good as you."

Just as Lena had said, the next step was to make phone calls one by one.

The phone calls alone lasted for several hours.

The same words were repeated over and over again until Ian got tired of them, so he simply made up a set of excuses and sent them to a group of people.

Finally, send a message to Murdoch.

Knowing that Ian was in Iraq, eating and traveling with Saddam Hussein, and doing interviews alongside him, even Murdoch, who was good at journalism, was dumbfounded.

I've never seen that before!

I've never seen anything like it before!

Ian Carl, you're a billionaire boss now.

Can you really be this crazy?

However, Murdoch was both shocked and overjoyed!

He knew he had made the right bet, and he knew this was destined to be great news.

Its explosiveness may not be as great as 917, but its sustained momentum and its powerful aftereffects far surpass 917.

That's something only a god-level journalist could do!!!

When Ian returned from all his interviews, his content was enough to dominate headlines for six months, generating billions in revenue!

Murdoch could even use this material to negotiate prices with all of GG's clients!

That's a massive amount of money!

Murdoch was thrilled by this and encouraged Ian to go for it, telling him to just tell him what he needed and that he would cooperate fully, even offering him his wife if he wanted.

Your wife is too ugly, I don't want her!

Ian said, "Let's be business, Rudolph. In return, I want you to give LANN the CBS Oscars and Super Bowl broadcasting rights, free of charge."

He was disgruntled when talking about Chanmurdock: "That's going too far, Ian."

"That's not excessive. You know how valuable this news is. Besides, you own 30% of Carl Media, and you own about the same amount at CBS. You haven't lost anything; it's CBS that's losing out. Moreover, the benefits to CBS after the news comes out are greater, enough to make up for everything!"

Murdoch remained silent.

After a long pause, he said, "Okay!"

By the time everything was finished, it was already midnight.

Night had fallen, and it was time to set out again.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Ian opened the door and was slightly taken aback to see Ida. "Ida? What is it?"

His secretary smiled at him and said, "I just thought you'd be all alone here, so I came to check on you."

I have someone with me.

Saddam Hussein also had several Iraqi girls with him.

However, there are no arrangements here.

Looking at Ida, who volunteered herself, Ian chuckled and shook his head: "No, Ida, not touching my secretary is my principle."

Ida had already squeezed into the room.

She casually took off her coat and said, "I don't want to be your secretary anymore, Ian Carr. I'm going to Carr Investment; I'm a finance major, and that's my forte."

She turned to look at Ian and said, "Let me invest in Carl."

Ian paused for a moment.

It is common for bosses to promote their secretaries.

Firstly, these people are very capable. Secondly, they have followed their bosses for a long time, understand their bosses, know what their bosses value, and are able to execute their bosses' strategic needs more effectively.

This is why secretaries' parties are so prevalent.

These people are good at understanding the intentions of their superiors, but their weakness is that they lack the ability to expand their territory. After all, they are not on the entrepreneurial path and lack relevant experience and training.

However, Carl Investment does not need the investment department to have its own investment capabilities. After all, all investment decisions are made by Ian. What they need to do is to provide good post-investment services, contract execution, financial supervision, tax and legal work.

These things are perfect for secretaries!

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Especially those like Ida, who are secretaries with a background in finance.

That's why Ian already had this intention, but he didn't expect Ida to bring it up on his own initiative.

He smiled at Ida: "They're one of our own, but it will still affect our work."

Ida naturally took off her blouse and black straight-leg pants, now wearing only a tube top and white underwear.

She nestled close to Ian: "I don't want any special privileges. If I don't do well enough, you can punish me!"

She looked at Ian, her eyes shining with adoration: "You're Ian Carl, the greatest man I've ever met. It's my good fortune to work for you and sleep with you! I simply want you! My position as a secretary has limited me, but now is an opportunity. Please satisfy me, my boss!"

Hearing Ida's words, Ian was speechless. He made a last-ditch effort to resist: "I was planning to go out and take care of some things, you know that."

"There's still time," Ida said softly, pulling away the last piece of clothing covering her body.

She grabbed Ian's tie and led him to the bed, her eyes filled with desire and longing.

Damn!

It's not easy to stick to the bottom line!

………………

An hour later.

When Ida came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, she saw that Ian was already dressed.

She looked at Ian with bright eyes: "An hour isn't your limit. You seem really in a hurry."

Ian casually said, "I need dirt on the US military's indiscriminate killing of innocent people, prisoner abuse, political deals, and so on. I've arranged to meet Saddam in ten days. Subtracting the negotiation time, I probably only have three or four days to gather dirt. The negotiation will take time, the journey back will take time, and I can only do it at night. I have to cherish every minute."

"It sounds like I've held you back," Ida muttered.

I felt somewhat disappointed.

Although she never expected Ian to be romantic, Ida still hoped that Ian would be more gentle with her.

Ian put on a pair of tight-fitting clothes that allowed him to move around easily, and checked the cameras, listening devices, and other items, putting them away one by one.

He turned to look at Ida: "When you get back, you'll take a position at Carl Investment, in charge of the overseas investment department. Especially the South Korean side. Although their accounts look fine, I know Samsung Group's development can't possibly be at this level! The profits are off, the dividends are low, and there are problems with the market capitalization growth. I suspect they've transferred some of their profits."

Ida immediately said, "Wall Street is a major shareholder of Samsung, and they can't just stand by and watch this happen."

Ian nodded: "So I suspect this is a conspiracy between Samsung and those guys on Wall Street to sabotage me... Wall Street doesn't like me, and the Koreans probably don't like me either. Profits need to be transferred somewhere; finding it, even just finding a direction, is good!"

Date answered crisply, "Okay!"

Ian continued, "Your salary will double."

Ida sighed softly, "I don't care about that. I just hope that one day when I want to come to you, you won't reject me because of my status."

She threw herself into Ian's arms, saying, "I swear to you, I will never take advantage of our relationship. I just want a little tenderness from you!"

Hearing this, Ian softened slightly.

He gently kissed Ida's cheek: "Then it's settled. You can text me if you miss me... Oh, and you can sleep here tonight and wait for me to come back."

Upon hearing this, Date finally smiled happily.

She gave Ian a deep, long kiss.

(End of this chapter)