American Gossip King

Chapter 48 Developing a Business Mindset (Part 1)

When Ian woke up in the morning, he heard a knock on the door.

It's Gasker.

This made Ian instinctively a little nervous.

Looking at the sleeping beauty beside her, Lena had already woken up.

She called out sweetly to the door, "Wait for us a moment, Gaskell."

The old man didn't say anything, just left.

Lena kissed Ian and smiled, "Get up, we still have things to do today."

Ian came back around 3 a.m. last night. Lena had been waiting for him, but she couldn't resist and they did it again. She's still a bit sleepy now.

He smiled, got up, dressed, and went with Lena to Ian's room.

Gasker was having breakfast in his room and had brought them some too.

Lena walked over, hugged Gaskell, and kissed his forehead tenderly: "Thank you, Gaskell, I love you!"

Gaskell smiled: "It seems he pleased you yesterday."

"He's great." Lena sat down gracefully and invited Ian to come and have breakfast as well.

Indeed, as long as you're not embarrassed, there's no embarrassment.

Ian sat down, and the three of them quietly ate their breakfast.

Lena said while drinking her milk, "By the way, Ian, you still haven't told me how things went last night."

Gaskell looked at Ian with surprise: "You went out last night?"

Ian smiled: "It's all taken care of."

As he spoke, he took the camera and handed it to Gaskell.

Looking at the clear photograph on the medical record, Gaskell shook his head speechlessly: "I don't know how you did it, Ian, but you're obviously really outstanding!"

Are you sure you are a journalist?

Lena muttered, "And very dedicated."

He even went out to work during the first time he spent with me; what a dedicated workaholic!

If it weren't for the gentleness and rage from Ian melting her heart, she would have truly thought that Ian had no feelings for her at all.

But the fact is, Ian's favorite person now is Lena.

Although they have only known each other for a short time, Ian's affection for Lena even surpasses that for Kate.

A strange, indescribable feeling... Could it be that I have the constitution of a traitor?

Gaskell said, "Then the next step is to consider shorting."

"Can we wait a few days?" Ian asked.

Gaskell asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Ian thought for a moment and said, "I don't intend to lie to you, Gaskell. You are the most respected elder I have ever met."

Gaskell smiled. "Then let's get straight to the point."

"I'm going to Las Vegas."

Gaskell was taken aback: "You're going to gamble?"

Ian nodded: "Short selling requires funds."

Lena quickly said, "Don't joke around, Ian, that's not making money, that's giving money away."

Ian smiled: "I'm confident I can make money, not by luck."

Gaskell frowned slightly: "Cheating?"

Ian said confidently and calmly, "No one will find out."

"No, no!" Gaskell exclaimed immediately, "You can't do that!"

Ian laughed and said, "You don't believe in my abilities?"

Based on what has happened in the last two days, Gasker should have some confidence in himself.

Gaskell quickly said, "No, I believe you! You are a very capable young man, but I still have to tell you, you can't get the funds you need through casinos, even if you are sure to win and won't be discovered."

"Why?" Ian asked, puzzled.

Gaskell said, "Because of habit! Sometimes winning money is more terrifying than losing it! If you win money, you'll constantly rely on casinos to raise funds. After all, it's too easy to make money there, and you'll become addicted to it, neglecting your career. Ian, what is money? It's a tool! What truly puts us at the top of the world, what allows us to influence and control the world, is never money itself, but rather the methods and foundations for acquiring it!"

At this point, Gaskell became somewhat agitated: "So even if you're 100% certain of winning, I don't want you to do it. Because you're giving up what's most fundamental! No matter how much money a gambler wins, no gambler will ever reach the top. What makes you successful is your powerful company, your extensive network of connections, and the political and economic resources you control! Gambling won't bring you these things! Making money through gambling is the aspiration of the poor, not a path for a promising young person!"

Ian listened attentively to Gaskell's words.

I must admit, he has a point.

Only the poor have enough money.

No wealthy person is ever satisfied with just money, because there are still many things that money cannot buy.

A powerful company and extensive network of connections can theoretically be bought with money, but how much would that cost? Which casino can let you win hundreds of billions?

You can say you'll stop once you've won a portion, but that doesn't solve the problem of human greed.

The best way to avoid this kind of greed is not to play in the first place.

Moreover, the more you need funds, the less likely you are to obtain them through this method.

Otherwise, if you can do this today and tomorrow, you will only end up on the wrong path.

Ian himself had some sense of it, but he hadn't sorted out a complete concept yet; otherwise, he could have gone to the underground casinos in Los Angeles to play a few rounds.

Gaskell's words woke him up completely.

Yes!

Money is just a tool, career is the foundation!

Although Ian is a genius, as he himself said, he spent most of his intelligence on lighting up the "news tree" during that period.

He hadn't really explored the business skills tree much.

Gaskell's guidance opened a door for Ian, allowing him to see the countless bizarre and dazzling scenes behind the grand business world, as well as various dazzling operations, and also truly transformed Ian from a journalist into a businessman.

The latest novel is first published here!

Ian nodded seriously: "You're right, Gaskell. I shouldn't have relied on gambling to get money; it's a bad mindset. So... can Lino lend me money?"

Gaskell laughed: "Of course, banks are specifically for lending money to others."

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After breakfast, the three of them drove together to the Auckland Police Station to bail out Leso.

The winter wind was bleak, and the streets were deserted and desolate.

Gaskell drove, while Ian sat in the back seat with Lena.

They chatted casually, talking about each other's lives.

When Ian talked about his past, his life as a spoiled rich kid surprised Lena.

It turns out that this boy who is willing to do anything for his career has actually had such ridiculous moments?

"So what made you change?" Lena asked.

Ian remained silent.

After a long pause, he said, "Love."

Lena looked at him in surprise: "Love?"

Ian turned to look out the window, the scenery rushing past, but his mind drifted back to his past life in another time and space.

Then he murmured, "I once pursued true love. Back in my school days, there was a classmate who was the goddess of our school. I had a crush on her, but I didn't have the courage to pursue her... In my heart, she was so perfect, gentle, considerate, beautiful, and magnanimous, like a white moonlight."

Lena listened quietly.

Then Ian smiled and said, "I didn't have the courage to confess my love to her back then, and we broke up after graduation."

Lena was surprised.

Do Americans really lack the courage to ask for sex?

Especially Ian Carl, you don't seem like someone who lacks courage.

Well, people need to go through experiences to grow.

Ian continued, "Shortly after graduation, I became a journalist. In our line of work, we often have to socialize and sometimes meet clients. Once, I went to a karaoke bar with some colleagues."

"A karaoke bar?" This time it was Gaskell who was puzzled.

Ian chuckled: "It's a nightclub, with some small private rooms where girls come to serve. That day they hired some girls to keep us company while we drank, until I saw her..."

His eyes were unfocused: "Only eight hundred yuan a night."

Lena understood.

She chuckled and asked, "Did you spend any money?"

Ian gently shook his head: "No. She was once my dream, my ideal woman, but then it shattered. From then on, you began to realize that this is life..."

Ian sighed softly, his eyes filled with a dazed look.

There was once a passionate young man who longed for beautiful love, but ultimately, reality crushed him, leaving him utterly devastated.

That day was his first time attending such an event. He was too shy to be there but had to accompany her, and unexpectedly, he met her...

That night, White Moonlight only cost eight hundred yuan, all services included.

Li Yi gave up.

He hugged the goddess in his heart and cried bitterly, getting drunk.

From that night on, his heart died, and he changed.

They became more realistic and more dedicated.

Everything in this world may fail you, but your career will not!

(End of this chapter)