"We could broadcast the night news," Xiong En said indifferently. "What we need is a TV station that gives our people the real information!"
Dak glared at his son with a dark expression. "What the hell are you babbling about, Xiong En! Those are just some horny bastards late at night, America isn't short of late-night pay-per-view programs! Who the fuck wants to watch your news!"
"Our hosts could dress a bit more provocatively."
"Other shows can go without clothes! They do the real deal, what's the use of your half-assed teases! Besides, it's a news program, there are ratings! Ratings!!"
Dak rubbed his head, not knowing how his son could be so stupid yet still so valued by the boss: "Do you expect those dumbasses to pay to subscribe to the news? If not, all that stuff you're thinking about can't even be aired because of rating issues."
