Chapter 1014? Litman Press

'Didi! Didi! '

The electronic alarm clock rang, and Song Ya felt in a daze that someone sat up next to the pillow and turned it off, and then there was the sound of getting dressed and getting up.

With his eyes closed, he stretched out his hand and touched it. It was Sloan who was so skinny.

He rolled over and put his arms around Alicia, and fell asleep again.

"Haha, yes, this time thanks to you, Mr. Geffen, and thank you, Mr. Bronfman, for me."

"I know, I know, I will have a chat with the Suttons, and I thank you, Mr. Jesse Jackson... No, no, I will not... Yes, this is the end of the matter."

"You know it's not my fault, Mr. Dingkins. I'm also surprised by the board's voting results. Maybe Giuliani wants to see our jokes. I'm satisfied with the results now... Of course not, I won't have any private affairs with him trade."

"Hey, Pierre, is Mr. Percy Sutton all right? How is your body? No no, no need to apologize, it's all over... yes... yes... Gordon? I understand him, um... Alright, let's meet and talk later."

At noon, when Sloan and Alicia walked into his suite with a cold attitude of professional women, Song Ya was already busy with the microphone under her neck, and her hands were not idle, typing quickly on the laptop,' CBS has been systematically discriminating against black people! That "Crime and Punishment" documentary fabricated a lot of facts and lies, it is standard fake news! Cochran will fix them for me! '

"Is everything back on track?" Alicia asked after standing behind him for a while.

"Yeah, those guys at both ends of the mouse are now coming to claim credit, claiming that it is because of their mediation that Oprah chose to bow to me."

Song Ya put down the microphone and smiled wryly, "Life must go on."

Even if these people were partial to Oprah at the beginning, it is not easy for me to turn my face and liquidate on a large scale immediately, so I can only pinch my nose and continue to maintain the relationship, and I will talk about it later.

At the end of the episode, we still have to refocus on Motura, but for now we can only focus on the issue of the CBS documentary.

He continued to dial, "Dorothy? It's me, APLUS, Alicia said to me, are you going to talk to me about A+CN's stake in your TV station? I remember the number is five percent right? Well, you Any thoughts? Okay, hold on..."

He covered the microphone and asked Alicia, "What was Dorothy's attitude?"

"She's clearly hinting that she wants to decouple her African-American women's television station from A+CN," Alicia replied.

"Wow, you know how to read the wind direction."

Song Ya sarcastically said, "Okay, you said... so that part of the shares will not change, right? Neither will the board of directors...Okay, I understand, I understand, thank you for what you have done for me, I know Austria Pula has always respected you, well..."

He hung up the phone again, "Dorothy said it was just a small adjustment of the shareholder structure of her TV station, and it has nothing to do with A+CN." Then he laughed again with Alicia.

"Tribeca has been checked again, and you can go back at any time." Old Mike came in and reported: "I have sent someone to pick up Little Rega."

"I'll see Litman here in the afternoon." Song Ya replied.

"I'll wait for your notice."

"OK." Old Mike asked Mawota and the silencer to bring in the inspected lunch.

Harley came out of the bedroom yawning, and sat lazily at the dining table to deal with her chicken salad, so Song Ya, Sloane, and Alicia also went there. Everyone had requirements for their figure and didn't eat much.

"Hello, Mr. Littman, Ms. Fleming."

Afternoon tea should be very rich, Song Ya saved some stomach, and Sloan met Littman and Shirley Fleming in the restaurant of the Warrendorf Hotel. Littman brought two white entourages.

There is no need to be too cautious about the security issue here, where executives and dignitaries often come and go, it is too pretentious for a singer to stand around a few rough bodyguards while dining.

"Sit down.

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Shirley Fleming, who regards this as half a home, acted as an intermediary, "Don't you have something to order? APLUS."

"I don't know much about this... Anyway, come here." Song Ya helped her pull out the chair gentlemanly, and Littman also helped Sloan do the same.

"Okay, waiter."

Shirley Fleming called the waiter and started ordering refreshments and tea.

As a person who was once played by Littman and kicked out, the relationship between the two parties did not seem to be so bad later, probably because Shirley Fleming's novelist friend was in Bambork, helping Johnny Carson write his memoirs. , she knew she wanted to find a publishing house for her memoir, and Littman Press was just the right fit.

"Didn't you bring a lawyer?"

Although he did business, Littman actually didn't meet him many times, and the relationship between the two parties was not good, because Rick Rubin was his friend, and he and Rick Rubin had a falling out after the Grammys.

One of Littman's two entourages was his personal lawyer. After chatting, he was a little surprised when he learned that Sloan was only his public relations consultant. "I thought..."

"Well, you may have heard that Goodman and Hamlin are working full-time on my case and my relative's case in Chicago."

This acquisition, which may cost hundreds of millions, Song Ya intends to hand it over to Goodman and Hamlin, but they really can't get away, "You know Goodman."

"Well, I saw it at the last American Music Magazine negotiation."

Littman, a white man in his fifties and on the verge of bankruptcy, is no longer as ambitious as he was then, but he still has the magnanimity of a tycoon. Unfortunately, the paper media is really hard to sell now, especially after the telecommunications bill was passed, and a large number of high-value mergers and acquisitions in the television and communication industries frequently appeared. Against the background of the media, his ambitious expansion in print media in the late 1980s and early 1990s became a joke that was often ridiculed by the industry.

Originally, he didn't want to sell the family business Litman Publishing, but now there is no other way.

"Who is this……"

Another entourage he brought with him turned out to be the editor-in-chief of Guns and Hunting Magazine, which owned about 30 percent of the conservative media.

"Hey! APLUS, Ms. Fleming..."

At the stage of exchanging greetings and introducing each other, Alicia appeared in good spirits, "It's such a coincidence." She pretended to meet by chance, and went to Shirley Fleming to say hello affectionately.

"Oh, let me introduce. This is Mrs. Flock, and her husband is Peter Flock."

The men all stood up, and Song Ya had no choice but to take on the task of helping to introduce, "Her law firm is also responsible for the legal work of some of my companies."

"It's a pleasure to meet you from Illinois, Mrs. Flock."

Litman reacted, smiled and gave her a hand kiss, "Is Peter okay? I met him a few years ago..."

"Not bad, very busy."

"Please sit down, Mrs. Flock." Song Ya helped her open the chair, and the words came out word by word through the teeth.

"Hehe, what were you talking about just now?" She pretended not to feel it, and sat down gracefully.

"About the publishing house, business."

Littman responded, not wanting to waste time, and asked the private attorney to produce a document, "APLUS, I think you've seen this, my list of property packages for sale, do you have any questions?"

"I'm primarily interested in your publishing house, Mr. Littman."

Song Ya glanced at the list of assets priced at hundreds of millions. It was densely packed. Except for the publishing house that accounted for 85% of the shares, most of them were paper media. High Fidelity Magazine was wholly owned by Littman. Other shares The ratio is almost always below 50%.

"I know, but it's not just selling, the publishing house is still making a profit."

Litman replied: "Actually, I don't want to sell this family property. Ms. Fleming said that you will bring Johnny Carson's memoirs for it, right? I respect Mr. Johnny Carson. If I have the honor to publish his memoir, which I guess would be a credit to Littman, so..."

His personal lawyer added, "We hope that the publishing house will not be renamed after the transfer, and then the conditions for signing and publishing Johnny Carson's memoirs will be included in the contract. Mr. Littman also wants to retain a small amount of shares and an independent director."

Their words are obviously beyond the transaction price and range, and they are directly talking about specific details.

And Song Ya would not be so stupid to give up the pace of the negotiation and accept all the orders, "I don't have much doubts about this, but as far as the entire asset package is concerned, I still need to conduct a more detailed investigation on my side."

Littman Publishing House is indeed profitable, but the profit is very meager. Most of the publishing projects are losing money. They only rely on the higher-profit textbook market, but it is also declining. Song Ya just took a fancy to their distribution channels in this aspect. The fact that the teaching materials can be selected by schools in various states must show that the relevant public relations skills are not bad, and it is useful for his "new educational film" plan.

Of course, he didn't tell anyone about this, and even Yeremov, who had already got the 'raw material', didn't know about it.

He put the file back on the table, and Alicia immediately picked it up and read it.

"Like?" Littman's personal attorney asked.

"Uh... I don't have any deep thoughts yet." Song Ya replied.

"Like guns and hunting magazines, and Christian life..."

Sloan answered suddenly, "Mr. APLUS is currently inconvenient to own these conservative magazines, so they must be excluded from the asset package."

They all rebelled, right? ? It seems that it is a lie that work and personal relationship are completely treated independently, these scheming women! Alicia wants to grab Goodman and Hamlin's business, and Sloan insists on banning guns...

Song Ya scratched her head.

"APLUS, I love your remarks about conservatives and liberals."

The editor-in-chief of Guns and Hunting Magazine spoke, and the old white man with glasses leaned forward very aggressively, "Haha, it's so vivid. Life is indeed as you said, conservative white men will be very enthusiastic Helping strangers, they are the cornerstone of the American spirit, and the liberals are too hypocritical. I think from what happened recently...you have already experienced it? Oprah..."

"My problem with Oprah is resolved." Song Ya spread her hands.

"So you plan to embrace them again now? Continue to collude with others and continue to be hypocritical?" asked the editor-in-chief.

"It's not that bad... sorry I don't want to talk about it."

Song Ya could see that this person wanted to "transfer" herself, which was impossible.

"You are wearing the emblem of the All Meters Rifle Association."

Sloan pointed to the small badge on the editor-in-chief's chest, "I've seen your magazine, which advocates gun ownership. Doesn't the United States have enough resources to fight? Are you promoting African tours to hunt and kill rare large animals there?"

"Haha, it's just an advertisement. Now we have difficulty in surviving. There is no way. A beautiful magazine printed in color on coated paper. Most of the content is all kinds of firearms and travel advertisements. Our magazine audience loves hunting, and they like adventures and challenges." Editor-in-Chief answer.

"Challenge? Local guides, fleet of pickup trucks, high-power rifles... all of these are in the service of a rich American man and his friends. You bring enough force to launch a small coup in Kenya, killing people from a distance What kind of challenge is an African lion?"

Sloan was aggressive.

"Hey, take it easy, Ms. Sloan, that kind of activity is licensed by the local government, and the licenses are complete. We also despise illegal hunting, okay?"

The editor-in-chief said with a smile: "African authorities need this tourist income very much, and spend it on education or medical care. Those old and weak women and children..."

"You're advocating the wrong thing," Sloan said.

"Oh? Lions or humans, whose right to live is more important? Cattle are also being killed, tens of thousands of them are killed every day. Don't you eat beef..."

"Ha! The old rhetoric, secretly changing the concept!"

"You are the hypocritical liberal I just said!"

The two quarreled while talking, and Song Ya and Littman exchanged helpless glances.

"What do you think? APLUS." asked the editor-in-chief.

"I don't know much about hunting. I'm just a poor kid from the South Side of Chicago..."

Song Ya and Si Ni added under Sloan's sharp eyes: "Of course, my position is to support the ban on guns, at least as Deputy Commander Gore insists, against cross-state gun sales."

"Oh?" the editor asked again, "What about the same-sex issue? I remember that Deputy Commander Gore is anti-gay."

"Mr. David Geffen is my friend..."

Song Ya didn't answer directly, but made his statement very clear. Whether it was a faint feeling before time-traveling or after time-traveling, he didn't hate people of the same sex. "Mr. Litman, let's talk about issues that everyone cares about."

"agree."

Litman nodded, and then glanced at the editor-in-chief displeased. He wanted to make a deal to avoid bankruptcy, but the guy who insisted on following was thinking of something bad.

"Sorry, I'm going to make a phone call."

The editor-in-chief left the meeting to make a phone call, "I just talked to APLUS, Mr. Helms. I think he was just using the conservative media to deal with Oprah. He has no intention of being like Colin or Condoleezza. People... yes, he is surrounded by countless liberals, and his position has been deeply affected and cannot be saved!"

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