Chapter 1300 09 It's as Fast as the Wind

Fu Sandai moved too fast, as did the last acquisition of PolyGram, the speed exceeded everyone's expectations, and it was the essence of the art of war.

The endless water of Lake Michigan slapped the sandy beach of the Highland Park pier. Song Ya put her hands in her pockets and looked up into the distance, feeling a little frustrated.

"Thinking about what?" Ms. Sloane approached from behind.

"It's like setting up an ambush position carefully, but the enemy didn't go there at all."

"Talking to the fund of the Middle East, it seems that the Bronfman family does not want to play the capital game of mergers and acquisitions like AOL, but plans to exit directly?" Sloan asked.

"Tens of billions, people in the Middle East may not be able to afford it, dare to buy it."

Song Ya replied: "They can't handle an entertainment media empire that is so important to the United States."

"So we need more intelligence."

"That's what I'm worried about, Sloan. We were holding on to the ultimate move, always wanting to wait for the most reasonable, perfect, and dramatic way to play it, so we missed the opportunity..."

Song Ya said: "Leaking out the negative information about Def Jam before the news spreads will also make potential buyers who intend to take over Seagram Global back off."

"Now? Is it too early?"

"I'm afraid that if I hesitate, I'll miss the opportunity..."

"Don't be blinded by hatred, APLUS, your main energy should be on your own business now, no matter what, as long as we operate properly in the next few months, your net worth can steadily surpass Bronfman Jr., isn't that right? Is it complete revenge?"

Sloan persuaded: "For example, spend more time on your OpenDiary personal homepage to attract users. As long as the OpenDiary spin-off goes smoothly, you will be stronger. The Juniper you voted for will be listed soon, right? And those Huaguo network concept stock."

"As long as I earn faster than I lose, then it's okay for him to cause me to lose so much money?"

Song Ya smiled, "I'm not reconciled..."

"Why are you not reconciled? The Bronfman family would rather give up the Seagram wine business that has been in business for three generations?"

"They're also cutting their wrists to survive," Sloan said.

The act of finding another home shows that they have given up the IPO with a high probability, and the situation of Seagram Global is definitely worse than the outside world imagined. "

"So I'm afraid they'll sell too quickly, and if they really succeed in surviving...the evidence in our hands will become waste paper."

"Then throw it out immediately."

"But that's too cheap for them, so they can't fight against me, right? Now we haven't figured out what their intentions are... Sell part, or sell all? Or cash and stock exchange? I need more information .”

"What kind of movement... You said it so funny..." Sloan turned and left, "I can't stand you anymore, anyway, remember to do your homework! From now on, you must write at least three diaries in OpenDiary every week... No, Four!"

"Okay, okay, I know..."

Song Ya glanced at her back, then turned back and continued to be in a daze.

I didn't expect that such an arrogant rich third generation would plan to sell the entire family business. I didn't expect that, except for the face-to-face debate, I was crushed by myself, and I was crazy to target all kinds of people who didn't like it, such as myself, Underwood and others. Wei Gefen, other aspects of ability seem to be above the standard, what does he want to do when he gets out of Universal? Entering the booming Internet with a lot of cash?

In addition to Def Jam's financial situation at hand, I have also collected a lot of other black materials during this period, most of which are aimed at the IPO of Seagram Global Group. I did not expect to be feinted by him...

So would he really know there was an ambush?

If you know, according to Fu Sandai's character, the revenge of turning around and freeing up hands must be more violent.

So Sloan is right, no matter what, he has to stir up the business before he sells it, don't wait until it's too late.

But does it have to be now?

Throwing out the Def Jam document when everything is gone, Universal has a lot of time to deal with it, I believe they can handle it well, at most it will cost hundreds of millions of dollars, which is a heart-wrenching business for tens of billions of dollars still early...

"Hayden." He called Hayden, who was lying on the beach chair and basking in the sun, to his side, "What did David Geffen say?"

"He invited you to Los Angeles."

"Tell him that I really don't have time, and see if he wants to come to me."

"Well……"

"Just ask, he was so anxious on the phone, hehe...Our alliance needs him, he even followed the old Bronfman in France, and now he can't pretend, and there is no need to pretend."

David Geffen must know a lot that he doesn't know. At the beginning of the year, he was kicked out of Universal after being paid 600 million by the third generation of the rich, and he definitely has a grudge in his heart.

Although David Geffen is now one of the Big Three of DreamWorks, his main influence in Hollywood and the recording industry in the first half of the 1990s basically came from the good relationship with Universal Pictures before DreamWorks' films began to sell well. Geffen Records, MCA Records shares in his hands, and Geffen Films are maintained by him. Geffen Films is his own, mainly relying on the power relationship network built by the business related to Universal.

Unlike his own situation, he is very involved in the art business, and he needs soft powers such as contacts, face, and influence to help him endorse, and decoupling from Universal is tantamount to being cut off by the third generation of the rich, breaking up with 600 million knives From the perspective of Fei's book, it is profitable now, but in the final analysis, it is always a bit embarrassing...

Maybe he secretly spread the news about Deutsche Bank, and his earlier suspicion was correct.

"All right."

Hayden took out his mobile phone to contact, and sure enough, "He will make time to come to Chicago as soon as possible."

"Ah That's good."

In the distance behind, Mira stared at the man slowly pacing on the pier through the window on the second floor of the villa. The open Hawaiian shirt and beach pants were blowing with the breeze, and the dark elastic vest was attached to the bulging muscles. In fact, the earnest and focused expression when thinking about things is particularly attractive, and I can't get enough of it.

She was watching the scenery on the second floor, and Aunt Susie and Connie mother and daughter in the room were also looking at her with their cheeks resting on their hands.

"Mam, why is Alex turning back again?" Connie asked looking at Mira's big belly.

She is about to give birth, and the due date is next month. Song Ya picked her up last month.

"Hehe, doesn't he just go around among a few women?" Aunt Susie rolled her eyes. The mother and daughter had a general impression of Mira, who had a bad temper and was on and off with Song Ya, "Laxi When are you coming?"

"My school isn't on holiday yet...Harvard, it's not Howard University that Emily went to, and I always run home every now and then."

"well!"

Aunt Susie was sighing, "Susie, Connie..." Seeing Harry enter the door lazily, she said hello and walked to Mira, "Mira, don't stand up, oh, it feels bigger Have fun? Let me listen to it!" She put her ear on Mira's belly like a girlfriend, listening to the fetal sound with a smile.

"Hey! APLUS!" Then she also saw Song Ya on the pier, waved and greeted loudly.

"Hey, here we come..."

Song Ya appeared soon, hugging Harley from behind very naturally, and the two leaned together beside Mira, laughing and chatting casually.

The mother and daughter watched the scene where the three were in harmony, and blinked at the same time.

At the same time, outside the gate of a prison in California, Su Ge Knight, who looks like a cow, took from the prison guards the trousers stored before entering prison, the red blood gang sweater, gold watch, gold chain and other personal items.

He was slightly limping, and his leg was stabbed inside, hurting his muscles and bones.

No matter what the prison guard said, he just nodded, went through the procedures without saying a word, changed into the orange prison uniform, and put on the sweater and other things slowly.

The iron gate opened, and he ignored the routine warnings from the prison guards. He limped out. The California sun was very poisonous. He squinted his eyes and looked up at the blue sky.

"BOSS."

A younger brother with a large LV travel bag came up to him.

"Yo..." He hugged each other, and then raised his chin to the lawyer and other boys waiting in front of the stretched luxury car.

"You have to go to the place where you work on time to clock in and report to the parole officer on time, and you are not allowed to leave Los Angeles under any circumstances. Don't violate the parole regulations this time, otherwise no one can save you."

The lawyer opened the car door to remind.

"OK, thanks."

He held his sore wrist from the handcuffs, lowered his head and got into the car.

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