Boston Evening Post Headquarters.
"What?"
"You want to ruin Kyle Page's reputation?"
"Buddy, you're not mistaken, are you? That's Kyle Page! With my small arms and legs, how can I move him? He could crush me with just a leg hair."
Bach, the editor-in-chief of the Boston Evening Post, shook his head like a rattle-drum, directly refusing the man sitting opposite him.
Kyle is a billionaire and a rising Hollywood magnate, with media power that includes television stations. How could the Boston Evening Post, with its size, possibly contend with him?
Even though the Boston Evening Post has a history of over 110 years, it would be no match for Kyle!
"Only a fool would do something that's thankless and difficult," Editor-in-Chief Bach thought to himself.
—Steve Bing!
That's right, the man sitting opposite Editor-in-Chief Bach, who was quite indignant, was Steve Bing.
To think that Steve Bing, solely by birth, surpassed 99% of the world's population. From childhood, he had never been bullied or suffered, and at only 18 years old, he commanded a fortune of hundreds of millions of dollars, highly sought after by political and business figures. Yet, now he had been humiliated by Kyle.
Proud and arrogant as he was, he naturally had to get even.
So, he took a flight overnight from Los Angeles to Boston to ask his friend for help.
"Bach, I always considered you a good friend. Is this how you repay me? Don't forget, in 1997, you were successfully appointed as the editor-in-chief of the Boston Evening Post and became the vice chairman of the American Newspaper Publishers Association. I sponsored you with 200,000 US dollars!" Steve Bing said coldly.
"You're threatening me..." Editor-in-Chief Bach's expression changed.
Steve Bing waved his hand and said, "I'll pay. 150,000 US dollars, if you help me with this."
150,000 US dollars?
Immediately, Editor-in-Chief Bach showed a hint of greed.
Even though newspaper editors-in-chief are considered upper-class elites in American society, not every so-called elite is very wealthy.
At least 150,000 US dollars was definitely not a small sum to Editor-in-Chief Bach.
"Alright, give me three days, and I'll make Kyle Page notorious!" Editor-in-Chief Bach agreed.
Clap, clap, clap ~
Steve Bing immediately clapped his hands and cheered, "Excellent, now that's my good friend."
Although he was a notorious spendthrift who couldn't do anything right, he wasn't stupid. On the contrary, coming from a business family, he certainly wasn't lacking in shrewd tactics.
Elated, Steve left Boston extremely satisfied.
Because he still had to rush to the next city.
"Hmph!"
Steve snorted, "If I'm going to ruin your reputation, how can one city be enough?!"
Next stop: Detroit!
...The next day.
After an all-night battle, Bach, the editor-in-chief of the Boston Evening Post, finally produced an article about "Kyle's negative news," which he had personally written.
Early in the morning, as soon as Bach entered his office, he called out to his secretary, Miss Vivian, "Vivian, please go to the editorial office and check if the article I emailed them last night has been revised? If it's ready, be sure to publish it as soon as possible."
"Hmm, I think this evening would be a very good time."
In his words, Bach was full of pride.
After all, making 150,000 US dollars from just one article was no small sum. Not only that, he thought to himself that he wouldn't mind doing it a few more times in the future.
However... Miss Vivian, the secretary, showed a strange expression.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you still standing there for?" Bach frowned.
"Mr. Bach, the boss is here and wants you to go to his office," the secretary said.
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, Bach immediately showed a hint of surprise.
The owner of the Boston Evening Post is Millins Strong, an old-money tycoon nearing 70. In addition to running the newspaper company, he also operates a company specializing in acting European luxury sports cars, so he is quite wealthy.
Therefore, the newspaper company is now just a side business for him.
He only visits the Boston Evening Post a few times a year.
Despite his doubts, Bach quickly walked towards the boss's office.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Come in ~"
Knocking and entering, all in one smooth motion.
As soon as Bach entered his boss Strong's office, he was startled to find that the office was not only occupied by his boss but also by another man around 30 years old.
"This...!"
Instantly, Bach's pupils constricted, and his expression froze slightly.
—Alexander Popovich Sanali Sergei!
"How could he be here?"
As a member of the media circle, Bach naturally knew that Alexander was the chief assistant to the chairman of Golden Dawn Entertainment Group and the director of the President's Office, one of Kyle's absolute confidants.
"Surprised?" Boss Strong smiled with narrowed eyes.
Alexander, sitting on the sofa, also had a knowing smile.
Editor-in-Chief Bach immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
At this point, if he still couldn't detect a problem, then he had definitely wasted all those years.
This is bad ~
...Burbank, Kyle's villa.
Kyle sat on the sofa in the living room, answering the phone.
"Alexander, is everything taken care of?" Kyle smiled.
"Of course."
Alexander said on the phone, "Bach of the Boston Evening Post is a small fry in front of you; he can't stir up any trouble."
Steve Bing's attempt to use media power to ruin Kyle's reputation was nothing but wishful thinking!
As for his actions, they were no secret in the eyes of a discerning person like Kyle.
Do you think Kyle's title as a rising media mogul is just for show? And Kyle has different methods for different people.
For example: Millins Strong, the owner of the Boston Evening Post.
Although he is an old-money tycoon, his network of contacts is genuinely far less extensive than Kyle's.
The newspaper company is his side business, but in recent years, his main business has been the acting and sale of high-end European cars. Don't forget, Kyle's Page Pictures is currently on very good terms with Daimler AG, the parent company of Mercedes-Benz.
Connecting them would be just a word from Kyle!
...A few days later.
October 28th, evening.
There was less than a day until Page Pictures' new film, Final Destination, officially premiered in North America.
"Strange?"
"Page Pictures' new film, Final Destination, is premiering tomorrow, yet there's still no negative news report? What are Bach and the others doing?!"
Steve Bing sat at home, feeling quite depressed, his heart full of doubt and confusion.
To ruin Kyle's reputation, the media figures he had met, both before and after, were not just Bach. There were also the Detroit Metropolitan Times, the Pennsylvania Youth Journal, and many other media outlets. Leaving aside the favors he called in, he spent no less than 800,000 US dollars in cash alone.
As a result, not a single negative report appeared;
All the money he spent... went completely down the drain!
...Upon learning that Kyle was behind it, the usually arrogant Steve Bing cursed in anger.
"Kyle, I'm not done with you ~"
His past childish ranting had now become a complete joke under Kyle's influence.
In fact, if it weren't for the impending release of Final Destination and Kyle's unwillingness to cause more trouble, then given Kyle's fiery temper, he would definitely have taught him a harsh lesson.
"Consider yourself lucky, of course... there will be plenty of time in the future ~" Kyle laughed in his home.