Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

"Very well! Write it like that, continue to attack Link, and try to guide public opinion toward the direction of his character corruption."

In the high-level office of Building No. 222, Little Kunas put down the phone, smiled slightly, and picked up the newspaper to continue reading the articles criticizing Link.

These reports also included his and his partners' contributions, although not many, but they were the most sharply worded articles, the sharpest spearheads aimed at Link.

This time, they must make Link bleed.

Little Kunas drummed his fingers on the desk, thought for a moment, then picked up the phone to call Mr. Thomp, Ivanka's father. The phone buzzed a few times and was picked up by Mr. Thomp's secretary, then passed onto Mr. Thomp's desk.

"Ha ha, Ryan, what's up?"

Over the phone, Mr. Thomp's high and resounding voice came through, and he seemed in a very good mood.

"Uncle Thomp, it's been a while since I joined you for golf. Whenever you play, remember to invite me. I would like to learn a few tricks from you."

Little Kunas spoke with a warm tone and a laugh.

"Ha ha, Ryan, that's good of you, knowing to proactively learn golf, unlike Link. I've invited him to come to New York to learn golf with me when he's free, but he always says he doesn't have time. I don't know what a young guy like him is busy with all day."

Mr. Thomp said with a tone of dissatisfaction.

Little Kunas smiled faintly and said, "Uncle Thomp, have you seen the news these past few days? The news said that Link..."

"Ha ha, yes, I saw it, 'The Wall Street Journal' said that Link's net worth has exceeded 3 billion US dollars and he still has a lot of room to grow.

The old buddies at the club all say he's impressive, only 22 years old and already worth 3 billion US dollars, and in another ten years, he might increase to 100 billion, even 300 billion, making more money than us old guys.

Ha ha, Ryan, you've seen the news too, what do you think of Link?"

Mr. Thomp asked cheerfully.

Little Kunas's eyes twitched. That wasn't what he wanted to ask, nor did he want to hear old Thomp praising how impressive Link was.

"Ahem, I saw it too, Link indeed has some luck in investments, Uncle Thomp, I was saying..."

"Luck? It's not just luck, Ryan. Link owns assets like Lionsgate Films and Link Music, these two companies alone are worth a total of 1.4 billion US dollars, not to mention he also holds shares in Dynasty Promotion Company and that... Golden Shell Investment Management Company. Yes, that's the one, supposedly valued almost at 20 billion.

He and Eva together managed to create two companies worth over 700 million in the past few years out of nothing. This can't be done just by luck, it requires more skill and vision.

Ryan, you're also a promising young man, when you have time, talk more with Link and Eva, try setting up a business together, maybe in the future you could create several companies with a market value of over a hundred million. Old Kunas would probably laugh out loud if he knew."

Mr. Thomp laughed heartily.

Little Kunas covered his forehead, gritting his molars as he said, "Uncle Thomp, I meant about the news in the media criticizing Link for using his wealth and power to try to take away Taylor's child, do you think it's good for Link to do this?"

"It's good, Link's net worth is over thirty billion, it's good for the child to be with him. What the media says is all nonsense; we know what's really going on, just treat it as entertainment, ha ha, Ryan, I have another call coming in, let's talk another time."

Click, Mr. Thomp hung up the phone.

Damn it!

Little Kunas angrily put down the phone.

He hadn't expected old Thomp to be so lacking in integrity, just because Link was worth over three billion, even the atrocious thing he did doesn't matter. It was infuriating.

Little Kunas took several deep breaths, grabbed the phone and called Ivanka's office, hearing from informants that Ivanka was dealing with work at Link Music these few days.

The call was picked up by Ivanka's assistant, Little Kunas gave his name and said it was important business with Ivanka.

The assistant said the chairman was currently very busy and would only be free later, and scheduled an appointment for an hour later.

Little Kunas waited in the office for an hour and a half, finally hearing Ivanka's charming yet stern voice through the handset.

"Ryan, what is it, I have a minute to listen to you talk."

Ivanka's speech was fast, efficient, and she didn't beat around the bush.

"Eva, you know about the news of Link and Taylor having two illegitimate children, and he's even planning to take back the custody of the children. If he really succeeds, you will end up being those children's stepmother. Do you want to have two children before even marrying him?"

Little Kunas knew Ivanka's ways; she really meant just one minute, so he had to speed up his speech to finish in one go, lest there be no chance.

"What's that to you?"

Ivanka asked calmly, without a hint of emotion, not even a sign of anger or dissatisfaction.

"Eva, we are friends, and I really care about you. Link is a playboy; he has many lovers outside, not to mention who knows how many illegitimate children. He doesn't deserve you; you deserve a better man."

"Like?"

"Like??"

Little Kunas turned red-faced, wracking his brain for a few seconds, but couldn't think of a suitable candidate. He wanted to mention himself, yet he couldn't speak up.

"My Link is the best man in the world. I love him, and I will try to love his illegitimate children too, even accept his lovers outside. Ryan, don't call about this kind of thing again."

Click! The phone was hung up, and the timer showed exactly one minute.