Chapter 280: Ivanka's Move

"Haha, Jay-Z, don't worry. Just wait and see the show tonight. 8:00 PM sharp, YouTube."

In the president's office of SB Projects Entertainment, Scooter hung up the phone with a smile.

If someone else had asked, he might not have told them, but Jay-Z was his former boss, a big shot in the rap world, and currently a partner of the company, so he had to give him some face.

Scooter thought for a moment and then called the head of the publicity department, asking them to contact the media in advance, contact a few more, and once the video was released, they must vigorously hype it up before it was deleted.

After contacting the media, Scooter leaned back in his sofa chair, poured a glass of red wine, and went over his thoughts again to see if there were any loopholes.

In the end, he found that the entire plan was very thorough. Everything was ready, just waiting for 8:00 PM to upload the video online and set off a huge public opinion storm in the United States.

"Link, get ready to step down."

Scooter looked at Link in the newspaper and sneered.

"Boss, President Ivanka of Link Music is here, saying she has something to discuss with you."

Assistant Alex called and said.

"Oh? Why is she here?"

Scooter frowned, having a bad feeling in his heart. Did Link Music hear something, and Ivanka wanted to persuade him not to release the video and let Link off the hook?

Scooter chuckled. Letting Link off was absolutely impossible. The business world was like a battlefield. Once you seized the enemy's weakness, you had to strike them hard.

Being soft on the enemy was asking for trouble.

Moreover, the video was sent by Clive Davis, and he had no right to make a decision.

"Boss, do you want to see her?"

Alex asked.

"Yes! Please invite Miss Ivanka in."

Scooter straightened his tie and stood up. He had met Ivanka once at a business party. She was like the moon, surrounded by everyone, sexy, noble, and stunning, ignoring even someone like Clive Davis. Scooter didn't even have a chance to get close to her.

But this time, Ivanka personally came to SB Projects to see him.

Scooter felt great. He looked in the mirror, tightened his tie, and combed his hair back. Hearing footsteps outside, he put down the comb and sat back in his office chair.

"Come in!"

The door was pushed open, and assistant Alex held the door.

Ivanka stood outside, wearing a moon-white women's suit with a platinum-gold lining. Her golden hair was coiled up, and her red lips were like rose petals, adding a touch of bright color to her elegant attire. She looked dignified, noble, and cold, while her curvy figure also made her look very sexy.

"Haha, Miss Ivanka, welcome to SB Projects, please have a seat!"

Scooter stood up from behind his desk, extending his hand with a warm smile.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Braun!"

Ivanka nodded slightly, walked into the office with her two assistants, and sat on the sofa in the middle.

"Haha, Miss Ivanka, I've heard so much about you. I didn't expect you to visit SB Projects. What a rare guest! Miss Ivanka, may I ask what brings you here?"

Scooter sat on the opposite sofa and asked with a smile.

Ivanka said, "Mr. Braun, I learned from Wall Street that SB Entertainment has been doing well this year and has great investment value. Today, on behalf of Link Music, I plan to acquire SB Entertainment for 10 million dollars. I hope you can consider it."

"Acquire my company?"

Scooter was stunned for a moment, his mind unable to process it.

Today, he was in his office contacting the media, planning to release Link's private video in the evening and deal him a heavy blow.

At this time, Alex told him that Miss Ivanka, the president of Link Music, had arrived and wanted to talk to him.

He subconsciously thought that Ivanka was here for the video, to ask him not to release it.

But things didn't seem to be that way.

Ivanka's first words were about acquiring SB Entertainment, and she only offered 10 million dollars.

You know, SB Projects had more than a dozen signed artists, including pop singer Justin Bieber, famous singer and actor Ludacris, rap superstar Kanye West, and part of Usher's management contract.

Its market value was no less than 60 million dollars, and with Justin's album selling well and his fame soaring, the company's market value would only increase.

But Ivanka actually wanted to buy SB Projects for 10 million dollars.

And her tone was不容置疑的.

"10 million dollars? Miss Ivanka, are you sure you're not joking?"

Scooter's face slowly turned cold as he stared at the beautiful, voluptuous, and noble woman opposite him, wondering if she was really the legendary Ivanka, known for both beauty and intelligence.

Ivanka swung her crossed legs, her hands resting casually on her thighs, and looked at Scooter. "Mr. Braun, I'm very serious, and I hope you can seriously consider it."

Scooter's eye twitched, and he suppressed his anger and asked again, "Miss Ivanka, are you sure you're using 10 million to acquire SB Projects, not 10% of its shares?"

"Mr. Braun, you heard correctly. Link Music plans to acquire 100% of SB Projects Entertainment for 10 million dollars and operate it as a subsidiary. This is our acquisition proposal, take a look."

Ivanka waved her finger, and the secretary standing behind her stepped forward, took out a folder, opened it, and placed it in front of Scooter.

Seeing that Ivanka even had the acquisition contract ready, Scooter's blood vessels throbbed with anger. This woman was too domineering. Without even negotiating, she threw him a super unequal contract. Did she think he would sign it?

Did this woman think he was a fool?

"Miss Ivanka, I have no intention of selling SB Projects at the moment. There's no need to discuss this further."

Scooter stood up and said.

Ivanka raised a sexy eyebrow and waved her hand again. The secretary took out another folder and placed it on the desk.

"Miss Ivanka, there's no need to waste time. No matter what conditions you offer, I will never agree to sell the company to you."

Scooter sneered.

"Mr. Braun, don't be in a hurry. Take a look at the documents first, maybe you'll change your mind."

Ivanka pointed to the folder, a calm smile on her beautiful face.

Scooter shook his head, feeling a bit disappointed.

It was rumored that Ivanka, the president of Link Music, was a beautiful, sexy, intelligent woman with a good business sense. But after meeting her today, besides being beautiful and sexy, she didn't seem to have any of the other qualities.

It was truly a miracle that such a person could build Link Music from scratch to its current scale.

He casually picked up the document and glanced at it. It was a copy of the song copyright registration information issued by the American Society of Composers, Authors and Publishers (ASCAP).

At first, he didn't pay much attention to it, but the further he read, the paler his face became. His forehead started to sweat, and his brown curly hair also became damp.

The information on it was the registration information for a song called "Baby." From the registration information, seven or eight sections of the lyrics and music score were the same as Justin's "Baby," and the chorus was almost identical.

He looked at the registration date, it was December 18, 2008, the copyright was registered under Link Music, and the songwriters were Link Baker and Graham Goodio.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Scooter shouted in disbelief.

Ivanka crossed her fingers and smiled faintly, "The Composers Association has archives, you can go and check if it's true or not. I'm very busy, I have no interest in deceiving you with fake information."

Scooter's hands trembled as he looked at the information on the document again. No matter how he looked at it, it was real. Someone of Ivanka's status wouldn't use fake information to deceive him.

Could it be that the group of composers under him actually plagiarized Link's song?

Suddenly, he remembered that at the end of last year, the company poached a production assistant from Link Music. Could it be his doing?

"Miss Ivanka, this must be a coincidence. Our company's musicians absolutely did not plagiarize Link's song. I swear to God."

Scooter quickly explained.

Ivanka shook her head slightly and said coldly, "Swearing to God is useless, this matter is governed by the law. I have witnesses and evidence to prove that since last year, you have used a series of unfair competition methods to poach eight musicians from Link Music. What's even more disgusting is that you also had someone steal Link's song and shamelessly produce and release it as an album. Mr. Braun, in your eyes, is the law not important at all?"

"I didn't! I absolutely did not ask anyone to steal from Link's music library, I swear!"

Scooter quickly defended himself.

Ivanka looked at him quietly, her bright and plump lips moving as she said coldly, "I have evidence to prove that you did these things. What evidence do you have to prove that you didn't? Maybe you can explain to the judge and see if the judge believes you."

Scooter opened his mouth, his mind buzzing.

Poaching people from Link Music was true, many people knew about it, and it couldn't be hidden at all. As for plagiarizing Link's song, even if he wanted to argue, the evidence was conclusive, and there was no way to deny it.

"Miss Ivanka, there must be some misunderstanding here. Please give me three days to investigate. I need to know where the problem lies."

Scooter said.

"By this time tomorrow, Link Music's legal department will formally file a lawsuit with the Manhattan District Court, suing SB Projects and its musicians Justin Bieber, Ludacris, and others for copyright infringement."

Ivanka dropped this sentence forcefully, got up, and left with her two assistants.

Scooter stared blankly at Ivanka's alluring back disappearing at the door, his body瘫软地lying on the sofa.

How could this happen?

He had planned to use the video to severely damage Link's reputation and cause his album sales to plummet, then strengthen the promotion of Justin's new album and try to seize the market share Link lost.

He wanted to use the album's success to let Justin step on Link as a stepping stone to rise to the top.

But...

How could "Baby" be plagiarized?

Scooter cursed a few "fucks," picked up his phone, called his assistant Alex, and asked him to check the copyright information of "Baby." At the same time, he called several people in the production department, demanding an explanation from them.

(End of Chapter)