Chapter 1059 Only Showing You For 10 Minutes
"Before the world's richest man made his fortune, his father was already the title partner of Quanmi TOP Law Firm and the chairman of the Washington State Bar Association. His wife, the richest man's mother, came from a banking family and served as the president of King County Union Bank in Washington State. Chairman of the National Executive Committee of Union Bank, director of the First Interstate Bank of Washington, Unigard Security Insurance Group, and Pacific Northwest Bell Telephone Company. Weeks after she discussed her son's company with the chairman of IBM, IBM boldly changed the operation of its own personal computer products. The system was entrusted to Microsoft, which is still a small software company, MSDOS, right? It seems that even the richest man bought and improved that system from others.”
After staying in that room for less than five minutes, Song Ya went to Sloan immediately after coming out, and recounted the general process, "I'm a little confused when I meet so many big people, isn't it?" Sloan said with a smile: " Don't blame yourself, it's normal not to recognize the father of the richest man, he is a lawyer, not a public figure, and he is very low-key."
"Damn? That's not true. I was very calm at the time, and my performance was definitely not embarrassing. It just... feels a bit weird. There is a room full of elderly people. In addition to the photographer, there are also some attendants and nurses? They should be nursing staff, walking around. Go, I don't have a chance to chat with them any more."
Song Ya shrugged and said: "They seem to take a group photo when they get together. After all, at that age... Mrs. Astor is in her nineties, and David Rockefeller is in her eighties."
"Wait! Take a photo!? Did you take a photo with them too?" Sloan's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"It seems to be filmed, I'm not sure, I'm all focused on talking to them." Song Ya replied.
"What did you talk about? With whom? Can you recall it?" Sloan asked: "It's best to remember their expressions and actions at that time."
"Sloan, I don't have that bad a memory of what just happened. Uh..."
Song Ya closed her eyes and recalled, "Mr. David Rockefeller didn't speak, and sat in a chair in a daze after shaking hands. After I shook hands with Old Gates, Dr. Kissing seemed to be most interested in me. He first asked me if I could speak Chinese. , I replied, 'Can speak and write?' He asked again, 'Yes', I replied, 'Cantonese?' He asked, 'Mandarin', I replied. At this time Mrs. Astor looked back at me ... Smiling, but didn't speak, I nodded to her very temperamental old lady."
"I heard that she can speak Chinese. She has stayed in Huaguo for four years. She likes Huaguo culture very much. She funded the construction of the Chinese-style courtyard on the second floor of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, the Astor Courtyard." Sloan added: "That building The people in the room seem to be friendly to Hua, and Mrs. Astor has maintained friendship with David Rockefeller and Dr. Kissing for decades."
"Maybe."
Song Ya feels that at least Murdoch, who owns FoxNews, can’t say well. Among the members of the Rockefeller family, he knows that there are friendly ones and some unfriendly ones. That kind of big family bets separately. Hua Youyou, after stepping aside politically, he has not been popular there in the United States, and it is in his personal interest to maintain old friendships with friendly people.
"So they are interested in your relationship with Huaguo?" Sloan asked, "It is very popular to invest in Huaguo now."
"How is it possible, Dr. Kissing is here, how can my little relationship be enough in front of him?"
Song Ya shook her head, "I guess it was when they were taking a group photo that Murdoch proposed to ask me to go over and have a chat, and then maybe Madoff, Dr. Kissing and others didn't refuse..."
"What happened next? What did we talk about?"
"I didn't talk about anything. It was Murdoch who asked me to talk. He asked me when I arrived in New York, whether there would be any interesting items at the auction, whether I saw Bill McKennick outside, etc... Answered one by one truthfully." Song Ya said, "Buffett asked me again if I met Ovitz, and I said yes, he took me to look for you outside just now."
"after that?"
"Later, an old man named Rothschild came in, and Murdoch hinted that I could go out,
I just... came out to find you. "
"Then you still say you are not confused!?"
"Yes...is there?" Song Ya scratched her head.
Sloan rolled his eyes, just as Bill McKennick walked over from a distance, the two stopped talking.
"APLUS, have you seen Mr. Murdoch?" Bill McKennick asked.
"Yes, I have seen it."
"Then let's watch the sample film of Titanic together tomorrow afternoon?" Bill McKennick invited, "Mr. Murdoch will be there too."
"Sample? Have you finished filming? Didn't you mean..."
Why are you asking me for investment after the filming is over? Song Ya and Sloan looked at each other, a little puzzled.
"No, it's just some... samples. I don't know the specific content. It was hard to convince Director Cameron. I have nothing to do with him now."
Bill McKennick was very anxious, "Anyway, tomorrow afternoon, it's settled?" He reported the specific time and address.
"All right."
At this time, the auction started, and Song Ya made an excuse to go to the venue, and said goodbye to Sloan, "I feel like they know that you have signed a contract with Littman, that's why they made the series of actions just now. Murdoch is afraid of letting you go." Run away." Sloan whispered as he waited for him to go away.
"It's very possible. As far as the situation of the Litman family is concerned today, it's normal for an inside ghost to appear."
Song Ya thinks this guess is very reasonable, "Maybe Murdoch has mastered the progress of my negotiations between the two sides from the beginning to the end."
"But he doesn't know that he has no competitive relationship with Littman at all... After spending 85 million just now, he still hasn't shown any attitude of refusing to invest 60 million in the Titanic. You are definitely qualified to enter temporarily in the past two days. That room." Sloan laughed.
"Hey, just these two days?"
Sloan doesn't often flatter himself, and Song Ya is very useful. There are so many VIPs in today's auction, so naturally he played a lot, and the bidding amount can easily reach millions. After buying Zhang Dali's watercolor painting and getting a participation award, he gave it to Sloan, and then he found a place to earn his hard-earned twenty dollars.
The next day, he and Sloan reappeared in a Fox Network screening room in New York.
"Come and sit, APLUS."
Murdoch was already there, half reclining on the screening room couch with Bill McKennick sitting beside him.
"Sorry, I'm late." Song Ya sat down, and Ms. Sloan took the initiative to sit down next to some people in the back row who might be Fox Film executives.
"No, you are on time."
The light in the screening room was already dim, and Song Ya could only distinguish Murdoch's standard Jewish side profile and the reflection of the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Let's start." Curtain, the index finger and middle finger are pressing the temples of the glasses, looking preoccupied.
In that room yesterday, Buffett, Rockefeller, Madoff, and Rothschild were all engaged in financing business. I don’t know why the old man didn’t borrow money from them? Song Ya murmured in her heart, of course she wouldn't be stupid enough to ask in person.
He knew that Murdoch's situation was not very good recently. John Malone, the media tycoon's TCI company that Ovitz mentioned before, had just announced that it owned more than 5% of News Corporation shares. Do you know if you want to take advantage of his illness to kill him...
The relationship between John Malone and the deputy commander Gore is very tense. Gore seems to be attacking a merger between TCI and Microsoft? I don't know the specifics, and I haven't paid attention to it.
Three people who don't know whether it's Fox executives or the Titanic project started to take the copy from the password suitcase. The box was copied in the hands of one of them, and the other two entered their passwords. It took a long time before the movie copy was taken out of the box. , Song Ya took advantage of this boring waiting time to think wildly.
Director Cameron doesn't seem to be here? He looked back, but couldn't find the truck driver, the set tyrant.
"Let's go, hurry up."
Bill McKennick urged the people in charge of the screening.
With a click of a switch, the screening room was completely darkened, and the Titanic sample film began to relax. At first, there were a few scenes handwritten, the movie name, editing time, etc., and then the screen lit up. The popular grand ball scene.
There is no post-processing, no soundtrack, wrong colors, and terrible sound effects. Song Ya has experience in editing and knows that this is normal. From a professional point of view, Cameron’s prom scene scheduling has no problems.
The camera zooms in to a close-up of the face of Xiao Li and the heroine Kate Winslet dancing. The heroine seems a little fat? Song Ya pouted.
Suddenly, the playback speed seems to be wrong, "chirp, chirp..." The audio in the review room made a sound similar to that of a tape, and Xiao Lizi and Kate Winslet jumped on the screen like the effect of early silent films. It's quite funny to dance together.
There was a sound of sighing or clearing phlegm in Murdoch's throat, and Bill McKennick turned around anxiously.
"It's not my problem." The person in charge of reporting said in a low voice.
That's the problem with the dailies, and it's not the only problem. The picture was suddenly cut to the distant view of a big ship, which is very realistic, no, it's almost real.
But the on-site staff seemed to be caught in the shot and there was no time to cut it out.
"Is this the Titanic?" Song Ya asked Bill McKennick.
"Yes, this is the ship from back then. It is a full-scale model and was shot in real scenes." Murdoch answered in a better mood.
However, it immediately entered the 'fast forward' mode again. After a series of messy shots flashed, the big ship was only half left. Some bands were still playing on the ship, and some men in the upper class could tell from their clothes. Resolutely stay on the boat, listen to the music and die generously together.
"Astor IV is one of them, the father of Mrs. Astor's husband, one of the richest men in the world at that time, and the founder of Macy's." Murdoch introduced.
"Oh, that's how it is." Song Ya nodded in resignation.
"Um."
I don’t know if Cameron cut this kind of film, fast forward for a while, and randomly cut the screen for a while, the ship was about to sink just now, and the next shot is sailing in the sea perfectly, the viewing experience is very tormented.
"Rose! Rose!"
When Xiao Lizi called the heroine's name in the sea, he started to fast forward again. Song Ya tried hard to distinguish, it seemed that the edge of the swimming pool could still be seen in the corner of the screen, and Xiao Lizi gave up the chance of survival to a board drifting in the sea. The heroine was killed, and then... there were no more people, the scene stopped abruptly, and the screening room was pitch black.
There was silence and embarrassment, and Song Ya only heard the sound of the projector turning.
"No... gone?" Bill McKennick asked.
"It seems to be gone." The person who brought the copy replied: "I don't know the content, Director Cameron is very strict about confidentiality."
"Oh! Then turn on the light."
Murdoch really sighed this time. He glanced at his watch after the light was turned on, "It's only been ten minutes, and I planned to stay here for two hours."
No one in the screening room dared to pick up on it. Song Yaxin said that Cameron was really ruthless. The big boss increased the investor and only showed it for ten minutes, and he didn't even bother to spend a little effort to retouch the sample.
"Well……"
Bill McKennick's apprehensive proposal, "How about watching OneFineDay (Love in One Day)? We're preparing a romantic movie starring George Clooney and Michelle Pfeiffer for the Christmas schedule."
Murdoch waved his hand impatiently, and Bill McEnick immediately jumped up like a spring and ran out to copy.