Chapter 1057? Saturday Morning

Like Barn Sr., the ex-Dow vice-president went into retirement after being resigned 'due to personal health reasons'. He bought a farm next door in Michigan, funded some educational and artistic projects, and most of the fun was Participating in all kinds of social activities for the elderly like amateur choirs, heart problems have improved because of the high-intensity work away from the 'old-school capitalist tradition', much more enjoyable than the old Barn who huddled in the country club all day long .

He didn't blame himself like the old Bahn did. The expansion of the fluorescent stick market was in line with his expectations when he decided to buy the Bahn fluorescent agent factory at a high price. It's just that Dow didn't compete with its peers, so no one else could be blamed.

The amateur choir he belongs to is composed of rich people who fund the Symphony Center, not all from Chicago, in fact, he is not, except for him, Song Ya has not dealt with most of these white old men and women, maybe It is because they have risen too fast, and many of them have already started to retire.

Of course he wouldn't do much for the Barn case, and the special counsel wouldn't involve Dow in it.

In short, after spending the first few days of jerky, Song Ya got along better and better with the band and the chorus. With Barenboy taking care of her, maybe it was because of her hard work and professional performance that the musicians recognized? Don't be late, don't leave early, be the first to come, and the last to leave. In the evening, you have to listen to the rehearsal recording at home, make a summary, take notes, and go all out.

"call!"

In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday morning. Song Ya, who had just turned off the small Latin motor, put on her pajamas, panted heavily, went upstairs alone, walked into the small recording studio at home in Highland Park, and gently closed the door.

"baba yetu yetu..."

He only has this song in his mind now, he didn't turn on the light, he hummed softly and walked over to open the blinds, but when he raised his hand, he stayed in mid-air, taking a deep breath against the faint white morning light coming through the gaps in the leaves , then closed his eyes, raised his right hand high, spread his five fingers, a standard and just right smile bloomed on his face, first walked a few steps in the dark recording studio, then suddenly stood still, and bowed deeply bow.

There seemed to be warm applause from the audience in the music hall.

He straightened his body and continued to walk, still smiling, he stretched out his hand and shook the air, the target was a South African singer, then it would be more intimate to slap his left hand on the other's arm a few times at the same time, um, that's it...

Then there was a close kiss with Leah Salonga, with her right hand embracing the other's waist, and she tilted her head quickly and gave a gentle peck, no, Leah Salonga is very short, watching her sing the sad reminder of the 10th anniversary of the world Epony seemed to need to stand on tiptoe to reach the stand microphone, so her upper body leaned forward slightly to adjust the height.

The next one is the Chief Handler.

Not knowing whether he would stand up or continue to sit, he prepared two handshake plans, and if the other party was still sitting, he would reach out a lot.

Finally standing behind the podium, before turning around, he bowed to the audience again, longer than last time, and stood up after counting silently for a few seconds.

Treating the pajamas as a tuxedo, I adjusted the collar, arranged my hands, and then artistically 'took up' the baton.

"correct……"

He opened his eyes, trotted to turn on the rehearsal recording, then came back and raised his hands, dropping the baton just before the music started.

'woo woo woo woo……'

The aria of Shakira on behalf of Banlia Salonga came out, he closed his eyes again, gestured to the violin part with his left hand, raised his chin slightly in the direction of the bell and shaker players, and heard the accurate feedback in the recording Then he smiled intoxicated and tapped his forehead.

In the dark, he entertained himself with a one-man show, trying to make every finger movement as precise as a surgeon's knife, and as graceful as possible.

"Um?"

It seems that there is a small flaw that was not discovered during the rehearsal. He frowned halfway through the 'conducting' and went to replay the recording. It was confirmed, but it was not a flaw. He picked up a pen to write notes, and made a mark in front of the corresponding paragraph in the conductor's score, and adjusted it when he rehearsed on Monday.

"Daddy! Mommy is calling you for breakfast!"

Little Robb knocked on the door outside, shouting in a childish voice.

"Wait a moment." He opened the door and continued to work. Little Robb was running around lively beside his legs, imitating the sound of a train in his mouth.

The children grow up so fast, it's time to send them to preschool, he looked down at his elder son and thought silently.

"Mr. Song."

A few minutes later, Xue Linfen came up again holding Little Jon to remind her.

"Okay, okay, come right away."

Locking all the documents in the safe, he also picked up little Robb and rode on his neck, and the family of four went downstairs in unison.

No, it's five, and there is one more in Xuelinfen's stomach.

Ms. Sloane and Goodman are already at the table, and will be traveling to New York together today.

"Ovitz registered a real estate company in Long Island during this period, and he also went to Maine to see the farm he planned to buy, and basically handed over the negotiations with Littman to his subordinates."

Sloan, returning from New York, handed over some documents while complaining.

"Um."

Song Ya took a sandwich and bit it in her mouth, and flipped through the document roughly, "So I'm going to sign the acquisition memorandum with Littman this weekend, right?"

"Yes, Ovitz basically did nothing to help us. He only lowered the purchase price to a symbolic... 85 million."

"His men didn't take advantage of the dire situation Littman was in," Sloan said, pointing to the numerous zeros in the document.

"Regret it's too late for aplus, we can clarify to Litman that what he talked about with Ovitz doesn't count."

Goodman offered: "Losing some money but buying us some time and showing Littman that he's completely cornered."

"That old thing, call me."

Song Ya immediately called Ovitz to inquire.

"Aplus, time is the most precious thing in an acquisition. You need Littman's publishing house and media, so is it worthwhile to delay another month with him for one or two million? I think you have an account in your mind." , This business has been dragging on for a long time, do you know what John Malone of TCI does? An average acquisition is completed in seven days, and then the funds continue to roll in, rolling in and out..."

Ovitz responded.

"I'm not John Malone, and I can't afford the brutal expansion model of leveraged buyouts. I just want to get Littman's publishing house and those paper media as cheaply as possible..."

Song Ya said that at the same time, he noticed that little Robb's chin was full of milk while eating and playing, so he took a napkin to help his son wipe his mouth.

Shakira, who just poked her head out from the second floor with a smile, saw this scene. She wrapped her pajamas tightly in frustration, gave up saying hello, and walked back to the bedroom alone.

After a long talk with Ovitz, Song Ya was finally convinced. Ovitz is very good at persuading people, and the promotion plan of the educational film inspired by the apocalypse movie The Girl Next Door really cannot be delayed anymore, because he wants to Let Xiao Li play the leading role, and the premise of getting the other party's head contract is to negotiate with Fox about the capital injection of the Titanic.

Dealing with Littman before meeting with media tycoon Murdoch will help create maximum pressure on Fox Films.

One link is one link, and the time cannot be wrong.

So this weekend, I will go to New York to sign an acquisition memorandum of 85 million, which is the highest single investment since I traveled.

"Go get Shakira," he whispered in Sloan's ear after breakfast.

Estefan seems to have forgotten his own artist, so it's still the same, take it with you.