Chapter 1151 Breakup

Randolph sighed and drank the remaining beer in one gulp. He looked at the beer that had not been touched much and saw the beer spilled on the table. He knocked his fist on the table twice with a stern look on his face. of walking out of the bar.

This night, the temperature in Los Gatos was the same as usual. In fact, it was at least around 15 degrees, but he just felt a little cold.

"Hey, man, do you have any more cigarettes?" he said to a guy puffing away under a lamppost over there.

"Here," the guy wearing jeans, a sweater, and a scarf threw one over, but Randolph, who didn't smoke often, didn't bring a fire, so he had to go over and borrow one.

"Dude, I know you," the man glanced at Randolph and blew out a big smoke ring.

"You come here often? Hey," Randolph felt a little choked as he hadn't smoked for a long time.

"Yes, hey, where's your companion? That's the one." The man gestured to his beard. Hastings's little goatee was quite recognizable.

"He left early,"

In fact, Randolph understood that this time, Hastings might not just leave first.

For partners like them who have been working together for many years, it is actually okay to argue.

It can be said that the quarrel accompanies him and Hastings' entrepreneurship, and that is, it accompanies the entire process of Netflix's growth.

If you do some statistical analysis, the number of quarrels he and Hastings have is many times more than the number of quarrels he has with his wife. He has long been used to it.

Naturally, the original quarrels will not affect their cooperation and the public-private relationship between them.

However, considering the huge differences they are currently facing, the situation where Hastings just had nothing to say, or didn't want to say, was the worst.

This is actually similar to the relationship between husband and wife. Between husband and wife, they are not afraid of quarrels, but they are afraid that it won’t matter what you say or do to the other party. At that time, the problem will become big.

The smoking buddy put out his cigarette butt on the lamppost and skillfully flicked it into the trash can not far away. "It's nice to have a buddy with the same interests, bye."

He dropped a sentence, put his hands in his pockets, and walked away staggeringly, leaving Randolph, who was standing under the dim lamppost, curled up and smoking, looking even more lonely.

He couldn't help but feel that the day seemed to be colder and darker again, but when he looked back in the direction of the company, his waist straightened up a bit.

He put out the cigarette in his hand and flicked it towards the trash can. However, he missed!

At this time, such a trivial matter made him curse secretly.

But this seemed to be just the beginning of his bad luck. When he left the intersection of the town, he was given the middle finger by several people.

Although he had made a clear choice between friendship and company, under such circumstances, it was normal for Randolph to be a little distracted while waiting for the traffic light.

So, at the intersection at 7 o'clock in the evening, a Prius was blocked at the intersection. The light turned green for a long time and did not move. He also ignored the horns and flashing lights of the vehicles behind him.

It’s been a hard day at the company, and now it’s so hard to get home. Also, the forecast said it was going to rain at night, and none of the cars he blocked had a good temper. When they finally started to move, they all rushed over. Get in front of him and raise your middle finger fiercely.

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Hearing the sound of the car, Mrs. Randolph, Julia, came to the door and asked, "Have you been talking for so long?"

"There was a delay on the way." Randolph put his briefcase on his head and ran to the porch. "Nothing happened."

"Is nothing wrong?" Julia had a sharp nose, "You've already smoked, nothing is wrong?"

"Tell me, you and Hastings, are the differences really that big this time?" Julia asked.

"I'm all about the company," Randolph said.

"Wipe it," Julia handed him a towel, "Do you really think Mr. Feng's plan will be very beneficial to the company?"

Originally Randolph wouldn't talk too much about the company to his wife at home, but these days, he really has no one to talk to.

"According to him, the company will make a big leap forward," Randolph said. "As far as Coin Star is concerned, his acquisition of the company must be targeted and he has already made relevant plans."

"And Netflix is ​​different from Coin Star. Its market value is several times that of it. He will definitely be more cautious. Now that he has said this and is ready to launch an acquisition immediately, I think it must be because he is sure, no matter it is Acquisition, or development after acquisition,"

"Given Hastings's personality, his behavior is understandable," Julia said, "But if this is really the case, Randolph, shouldn't we make preparations early and make plans for our future?"

Women always think more about their families.

"you mean?"

"Yes, I think that's the case, and you said that Feng is an easy person to get along with, then I think they are right. It is best to acquire through agreement, and don't let Netflix be led by Hastings. There was a confrontation there, and in the end we had to resort to a tender offer, which was completely internal friction."

"Those who have a good relationship with you on the board of directors, can you do some work now? This will definitely be a boost to your position in the new company in the future," Julia hugged Randolph, "Dear, I think this is a good opportunity,"

By the way, some men can accept leadership from others, but some women are really unwilling to submit to others.

Well, even if there are actually many times, they will always be inferior to others, well, you should understand!

"There has been no change in the executives of Coin Star after the acquisition," Randolph said.

"But that was an agreed acquisition, wasn't it?" Julia said, "This time, you may have made a malicious takeover offer. How could they still have such a good impression of the management?"

"Besides, if you can turn a malicious acquisition into a friendly acquisition, wouldn't that be a great achievement? Mr. Feng will definitely have a better impression of you, right?"

"No, I won't do that," Randolph said flatly, "I won't,"

He paused, "I will only consider the interests of the company,"

"Don't you think that this is in the best interests of the company?" Julia said.

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Hastings is much more decisive than Randolph. After so many twists and turns, his heart has become very strong.

This kind of strength is often manifested externally, that is, ruthlessness.

He is no longer the person who insisted on pursuing his ideals when he first started a business, although he succeeded ignorantly, and he is not the person who couldn't make up his mind or lay off employees at the beginning.

After the last effort failed, he did not go home, but returned to the company nearby and quickly sent some emails.

The disagreement was irreversible. Randolph was still hesitant about what to do next, but Hastings would not.

Although he wrote the content of these emails for the first time, he wrote them in one go without any pause.

This may be related to his mood at the moment, or perhaps, subconsciously, he had already prepared for such a situation and had already prepared a draft in his mind.

He really didn't have any clear plans for the anti-takeover, but he was probably prepared for the possibility that Randolph might not be on the same page with him in the future, even if it was never made public or unclear.

After sending those emails, he felt much more relaxed, and a little melancholy quickly disappeared when he walked through the office area, which seemed very empty and grand because no one was there. This is my Netflix!

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Candy, who had slipped out from nowhere, ran back home dripping wet. "Candy," Amanda ran over with her arms open, "Why did you get caught in the rain?"

"Come back," several people shouted at the same time, but in a split second, Candy had already swung a few times very quickly, but the little girl didn't care about the rain that splashed on her body, but instead found it a little interesting, "Candy, are you taking a shower?"

Candy licked the palm of her little master's hand affectionately with her pink tongue, looking very servile.

"Hehe, it's so itchy,"

"I told you not to come over," Huang Jingping mentioned her daughter, "You have to take a shower now,"

"Candy, come on, let's go together, I'll help you dry it," the little girl now really regards Candy as her best friend.

"Grandpa, do you want to eat first? We'll just wait a while," Huang Jingping said.

"It's okay, let's eat together later," Mei Jianzhong walked to the door with his hands behind his back to watch the rain.

"Who's calling?" Huang's mother looked upstairs and asked her daughter, "Why did you call me just when we were having dinner?"

"I don't know, it's about business anyway," Huang Jingping said.

Seeing her daughter being so carefree, Huang's mother really wanted to give her some advice.

However, for the current situation, it might be a good thing that her daughter is so carefree.

They have some experience in how to control men, but those experiences have a big premise, that is, their men work in the vicinity of their home, and their activities are not large, so there are people to supervise him besides themselves.

It is conceivable that for Feng Yiping, who travels all over the world, travels in China in the morning and abroad in the evening, and does business with people from all over the world, their experience is really not enough and not applicable.

She thinks a little too much.

The call Feng Yiping is answering is from Bezos.

Only a rich man who is so focused on work, but not as high as Gates at present, would call at this time and would not think there is anything wrong.

First of all, his wealth and status allow him to call anyone in the address book without caring about time.

At the same time, he is not as controlling as Gates, and he has a strong desire to control. He handles all the big and small things of the company by himself, and currently cannot guarantee that he will eat on time for every meal.

The question was naturally about Feng Yiping's investment in IMDB.

"Bezos, I have seriously considered it for a few days. Even though IMDB's current profitability is average, I am still happy to invest because you asked me to invest," Feng Yiping said.

Everyone likes to hear such words, and Bezos is no exception. "Haha, thank you,"

Feng Yiping was thinking, is he happily touching his nearly bald head at this moment?

"Then, you should arrange someone to settle this matter as soon as possible. We will meet again when the contract is signed," Bezos said.

"But Bezos, I have to state first that I really have no idea how to make IMDB more profitable,"

It's not that I have no idea at all, but he really doesn't want to say it at the moment.

The reason is more complicated. To put it simply, if he remembers correctly, Amazon and Netflix will actually compete in the future.

This is not unpredictable. Now Amazon sells DVDs and Netflix rents DVDs. In fact, the business scope of the two has already been involved to a certain extent.

The comment section on the NEXTDOOR website has actually been in conflict with IMDB for a long time.

Helping Amazon in this regard now is no less than adding trouble to one's future.

So, whether to say it or not depends mainly on future development.

"Is that so?" Bezos' voice did not seem unhappy. Feng Yiping had emphasized it once, so he naturally would not ask whether it was true or false.

"That doesn't matter. I believe that we can come up with a solution together," Bezos said, "Feng, welcome you first!"

Being valued by another big boss like this, Feng Yiping suddenly felt quite stressed.

As soon as he put down the phone, it rang again. Feng Yiping saw that it was Mayer's. It seems that Huang's mother's sixth sense is really good.

"It's raining, and I haven't eaten yet. I don't know where to eat. Hey, you haven't come to the company for a few days?"

Feng Yiping could hear the sound of the wipers rubbing against the front windshield alone on her side.

Feng Yiping looked at the document in the computer, "There are some things I need to suggest to Page and others. I will go to the company in one or two days,"

"Dad, it's time to eat. Amanda is so hungry," Amanda, who had her hair blown fluffy and changed her clothes, opened the door and shouted.

"Don't disturb Dad," Huang Jingping shouted from behind.

When Mayer heard the voice from this side, he immediately hung up the phone without saying a word, which made Feng Yiping feel a little guilty. "Yeah, okay, I got it," he had to say a few words into the microphone before hanging up the phone.

Feng Yiping didn't realize that at this time, his heart had also become very strong. At such a time, he could not be confused at all.

Of course, the main reason is that there is really nothing now.

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