Chapter 163: The Opportunity for the Oscars

[Chapter 163: The Opportunity for the Oscars]

Beverly Hills, Godwin Manor.

A party was unfolding.

Scarlett sat on the living room sofa with Jessica, Amanda, Barbara, and the other girls from the Wife decapitation case, while Shawna was a bit farther away.

Everyone was present except for Kate Beckinsale and Nicole Kidman.

Wait, you're asking about Olivia Munn?

Who's she?

The girls sang along to the booming music, laughing openly as they drank beer.

The TV was playing Britney Spears' music video for "...Baby One More Time."

Clever and lively, Kelsey yelled, "Turn off the TV, so Ian doesn't see it!"

From the side, Barbara, with her round face, was surprised: "Why?"

Amanda jumped in immediately, "Because she doesn't want Ian to see Britney! He'll try to woo her!"

The girls erupted in laughter.

Helen Berry noted, "Come on, no one can stop Ian's pursuit of women. Besides, why would we want to stop it? I love it just like this."

She lifted her beer and happily twisted her waist.

Then she shouted to Scarlett, "What about you?"

Scarlett, busy eating cake, mumbled, "I'm indifferent. Gangs of New York is about to start filming; I'll be leaving him for a bit. What about you all?"

Amanda replied, "I still have to go back to studying."

Shawna added, "Miramax is about to shoot an anti-terrorism film; I'll be busy soon too."

Helen Berry responded, "I'm going with my aunt; she has plans."

Barbara and Kelsey chimed in unison, "We have plans too; Ian helped us land a film, just not a leading role."

Jessica Alba came down the stairs: "Don't worry; soon enough, big productions will come knocking on your doors."

The girls exclaimed together, "Did you and Ian finish?"

Jessica rolled her eyes: "Not yet. He's busy spying on the neighbors with binoculars. You all know him; he's not in the mood for anything else right now, always scouting for news, and then it's our turn... he's a workaholic, I'm starting to get jealous."

The girls looked at each other and shouted, "Let's go check it out!"

They all rushed up to the rooftop.

...

On the rooftop, Ian was scanning the area with binoculars, a long-focus camera set up on a tripod beside him.

"Anything good?" Barbara cutely hugged Ian from behind.

Ian was focused on the horizon: "Shaquille O'Neal is hooking up with three girls at the same time; you interested?"

"Let me see." Barbara took the binoculars from him, then shook her head in frustration: "I can't see a thing."

Other girls took the binoculars as well, and they all shook their heads: "Nothing here."

Kelsey looked at Ian, puzzled: "Sometimes, I really wonder how your eyes work, how can you always see things we can't."

Ian chuckled: "That's called being professional!"

Saying this, he abandoned the search and embraced the girls: "Come on, ladies, let's head downstairs. Sorry for the delay; I just didn't want to miss out on a good opportunity."

Helen Berry laughed, "Was it Shaquille's opportunity?"

"Not worth much. He's not married yet; it's not worth much even if he gets married," Ian said, giving Helen a kiss.

There were indeed some valuable aspects, like the fact that Shaquille had some underage content, but Ian hadn't intended to share that. The sports industry was also part of the media landscape now.

Ian was short on funds at the moment... perhaps that plan could wait until next year.

"I want one too!"

"Me too!"

The girls rushed to kiss Ian.

Just then, Amanda, who was still looking through the binoculars, suddenly shouted, "Oh, I see Arnold Schwarzenegger! He's with a... oh my god, that black woman must weigh at least three hundred pounds! He really has an appetite!"

Ian was startled and leaned in to see: "Let me take a look."

Then Ian became excited: "Ladies, wait a second."

He aimed the camera at the distant scene, murmuring, "Thanks, Amanda; this scoop is good."

Arnold Schwarzenegger was a married man, and his wife was none other than Maria Shriver, niece of former President Kennedy.

Instead of enjoying his beautiful wife, he was with this fat woman; his appetite was certainly something!

This scoop had value, especially since he was going to become the governor next year.

The girls gathered around to witness the distant spectacle, shaking their heads: "I can't believe he'd sink to that."

"Oh my god! He really...," Amanda turned her head away.

At just 17, she wasn't quite ready for such heavy content.

"Stop looking, ladies." Ian quickly finished filming; he didn't mind if it was shorter or longer, it wasn't like it was for adult films.

He promptly took out the memory card and said, "He really got me fired up; I need to cool down now."

Saying this, the girls looked at him excitedly, their eyes filled with anticipation.

They had been waiting for this moment, that bastard Ian!

...

Inside the third-floor attic, the girls lay splayed across, nestled up to Ian.

Amanda, being the youngest, unapologetically claimed prime spot, using her slender fingers to draw circles on his chest. She looked at him with her big, sparkling eyes: "Ian, they say you plan to monopolize Hollywood. Is that true?"

Ian laughed.

He rubbed her head: "Of course not, I'm not getting into production. I'll just try to control distribution, the artists, maybe add some copyrights and invest in some projects I like."

"That's quite a bit already." Helen Berry said as her long legs wrapped around him: "But Lockbridge Productions can't meet your demands; you should consider buying a talent agency."

Ian stroked her enticing leg: "I've thought of that, but I still need the right opportunity."

Jessica, playing with Ian, chuckled, "Your so-called opportunity is to get some juicy gossip, right?"

Ian laughed heartily: "Good girl, you still know me... uh, enough. Give me some time to breathe."

The girls had all gathered around him, chuckling, "No chance! Ian Carr, this is the cost of your playboy ways."

They engaged in playful banter and laughter.

...

In the tender warmth of youth, just then, the phone rang, and Ian, unable to get free, said, "Kelsey, answer the phone."

Kelsey crawled over to the phone.

Seeing her curves, Ian found it hard to resist; he got up from the girls and hugged Kelsey from behind.

Kelsey extended her arm awkwardly toward him, "Here you go."

As she made the gesture, she let out a soft gasp and leaned towards Barbara, the two girls passionately kissing each other.

Ian knelt behind Kelsey, taking the call: "It's me."

...

On the line, Chatham's voice came through: "I have some news, boss; you might want to hear."

"Go ahead." Ian replied with a hum.

Chatham paused: "Is it not a good time?"

"It's fine," Ian didn't care too much.

Thinking for a moment, he said, "Jessica's here too."

Chatham: "..."

"Don't tease me."

Chatham hurriedly added: "I just heard that ABC and the Academy had a fallout."

Huh?

Ian was taken aback and paused.

Kelsey wiggled her hips, teasingly under the light, glistening with sweat, exuding a fatal allure.

Ian said, "You're talking about the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences?"

The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, also known as the Oscars, was indeed the body behind the Academy Awards.

Although this so-called Academy was a non-profit organization claimed by 6000 film industry professionals or veterans, their broadcasting fees were never low, often hitting tens of millions.

The Oscars were primarily monopolized by ABC, with NBC having taken it over only once; otherwise, ABC handled the majority of the broadcasts.

And now Chatham was telling him that ABC and the Academy's negotiations had fallen through?

Had that ever happened?

He had no idea!

But it didn't matter; this time and space were already different in many ways, and his involvement had further widened the gap.

Ian asked, "Are you sure?"

Chatham confirmed, "Absolutely; the guy from ABC handling the contract renewal, Danny Chalin, is friends with one of my actors. While he was doing him, he mentioned that the Academy folks were too greedy; they wanted ten million for the renewal."

"Quite greedy indeed!" Ian chuckled.

Chatham added, "I remember you were interested in this."

Well, of course, he was interested; he had already made requests to ABC, but they had turned him down.

Ian playfully spanked the unruly Jessica and Amanda, signaling them to behave a little bit: "So, did ABC give up?"

"Not yet; they might still pursue it, but at least for now, it's an opportunity. Time is running out; I think you could take this, which would give you a massive influence over all of Hollywood."

Indeed!

Although obtaining broadcasting rights wouldn't decide who won awards, they could decide who received the most coverage during the Oscars.

The moments captured during the Oscar ceremony were invaluable!

If Ian Carr disagreed, even if someone walked the red carpet, no one would pay attention to them; after all, the broadcasters couldn't restrict Hollywood productions but they could limit media coverage: you dare not follow the guidelines?

In 02, one of Ian's plans was to make a splash in the entertainment industry to enhance media content quality, and securing the Oscars broadcast rights was undoubtedly a great starting point.

History was meant to be changed; since Ian Carr appeared, there was no reason for the Oscars broadcasting to remain solely with ABC.

Besides, when Madoff came after him, all those media corporations had been enthusiastic supporters -- especially ABC!

At this moment, Ian's mind was racing, and finally he said, "You did a good job; go to White Mountain Company and claim a part-time job, with a monthly salary of ten grand."

Chatham was ecstatic: "Thank you, boss! But I'd still hope you could give me even more opportunities; I can do more for you!"

Ian paused: "Like what?"

"You should buy UTA!"

Ian grinned; he knew Chatham understood his goals well!

Scarlett and Shawna were using their delicate bodies to rub against him from behind.

Ian leaned back, feeling utterly comfortable.

He lightly patted Kelsey's smooth back, signaling her to calm down: "Then you really need to work hard; I don't want UTA to have too much pricing power."

"I understand!" Chatham cheered.

Understanding the boss's intentions, he became clearer on what he needed to do.

Upon hanging up, Ian looked around the room at the lovely ladies.

Kelsey, biting her lip, glanced back at him with big bright eyes, her little freckles adorning her sweet face.

She softly said, "I am about to..."

What?

Ian was momentarily stunned, then realized: "It'll be quick."

Saying this, he gently bent down to embrace the beauty of youth.

*****

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