Chapter 1399 The Third Movement

"I'm sorry Julian, my people are too impulsive, and I also say sorry to Bill for me, I surprised him..."

On June 22, 2000, the third trading day after Vivendi Universal resumed trading, Song Ya and Julian Robertson made a phone call.

After Julian Robertson also apologized for Bill Huang's solo behavior, he said: "No, no, I am also responsible. I didn't expect the battle to be so intense at the beginning... Yes, I put the announcement during the market opening today. I have pushed them all, and there will never be a situation where I can’t be contacted at the first time, I promise. Well, I have no doubts on my side today, so let’s follow Deutsche Bank and them with all our strength today.”

After hanging up the phone, he rolled his eyes and put down the short-selling report of Deutsche Bank in his hand, and complained to Halle: "Investment models, financial discipline, risk control, these Wall Street gamblers talk about one thing, but I don't think it's actually true." No one takes it seriously..."

"Yes."

There was a long-lost voice at the door, and Ms. Sloan, who was wearing a pale pink professional dress, walked in, "Julian Robertson has been very popular on Wall Street these past two days, like a big star. I heard that his Tiger Fund has begun to accept a large number of institutions and individuals. Money, the target of this money must also be the French stock market. The game situation is changing too fast, we should be more vigilant about it. You... what are you doing?"

Still so sassy and refined, white enough to shine, Song Ya is like a starving wolf who doesn't know the taste of meat in March, with nothing else in her mind, her eyes are fixed on her flaming red lips, step by step, Approaching slowly and mechanically.

Sloan leaned back, put his hands on the chest of the man pressing down like a tall zombie, tilted his head to one side, and observed another woman in the room.

"The market is open! The market is open!" Harry was staring at the computer monitor intently, as if he wanted to get his head into it, "Sideways! Sideways!" He kept yelling technical terms excitedly.

"Has Old Mike arranged a room for you?" Song Ya ignored her, and asked softly in Sloan's ear.

"Um……"

My ears were itchy from the man's breath. According to my previous temper, I should have hit the other party with yin and yang at this time, but... It is true that we have been separated for too long, and the words came to my lips but I couldn't say them. Instead, I looked away in disbelief. , avoiding the man's eyes that seemed to start a fire and the sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, "Yeah."

"Then let's talk in the past, let's go."

"Uh-huh."

The two went out to the next room. She heard the sound of the door closing, and knew that she had entered a state of being alone, and her whole body was weak, "Don't...don't forget your own identity, I haven't called for service yet... Well.

"But I didn't believe a word of what I said, and soon fell into the strong embrace and long kiss of the domineering president.

Harley, who stayed in the presidential suite, didn't notice it, and was still focusing on watching the market with great interest. For her, nothing is more interesting than this right now.

The stock price of Vivendi Global still continued the state of yesterday morning before the market, even though Tiger Fund, Lehman and Deutsche Bank issued consecutive short-selling reports and ended up shirtless.

The stock software shows a fierce and strong big positive line. The bulls have the momentum to overwhelm, tear and conquer everything, but the short side that has completed the assembly is not a good stubble. The continuous heavy selling pressure will soon completely destroy the positive line. To eat, to devour.

There was almost no foreplay, and the two sides immediately entered the stage of hand-to-hand combat where you come and go, and the undisguised close-to-hand combat was as fierce as sparks hitting the earth. The multi-party style was dignified, very disciplined and rhythmic. A quick and wild pull, while the short side is like continuous rain, countless small groups of troops envelop the opponent from all directions, tearing and scratching, trying to drag the long side into the dangerous vortex depths of the down channel.

In every contest, the short side seems to be completely penetrated by the opponent, and every time, it is touched the final stop loss line, but it is still very resilient and uses all its physical strength and endurance to deal with it.

It feels like stepping into a warm, muddy swamp, surrounded by dense humidity. In the torrential rain, there are high-pitched lightning and thunder above the head, and soft and sticky mud under the feet. One foot is deep and the other is shallow. Can't see any hope of getting out of here.

Gradually, the long-short camp had no more thoughts in their minds, and could only fight with their intuition. After the last simultaneous eruption, both of them were exhausted and entered an empty sideways state. Rest and gather strength to prepare for the next battle.

"Damn it, what did that kid do?"

Just now APLUS promised well, and when he called again, it was still his bodyguard who answered, why is it that the boss is not convenient to answer the phone for the time being? Julian Robertson could only smile wryly and complain helplessly: "Haha, maybe this is the promise of a hip-hop star."

He could only call the other party's personal lawyer.

"Mr. Robertson... Yes, yes, our situation is okay here, do you want to talk to Bill? Okay, I'll give him the phone."

"Boss... um, I know, um, um..."

Bill Huang shrank his neck and took the mobile phone from Song Zecheng obediently. After experiencing the incident of being pointed at the back of the head with a gun by the other party yesterday, he now dare not even look at the other party directly. He will never forget the vicious gaze of the lawyer hidden behind the glasses, and he fully believes that this guy will definitely dare to shoot.

It's not like he hasn't heard of industry rumors about the unexplained and sudden death of a trader. The matter of hundreds of millions of dollars, not to mention the urban legend of APLUS, even a tycoon who seems harmless to humans and animals will not allow the trader to get out of control ...

"You're not awesome anymore? Huh? Not awesome anymore? Xiba!"

In the end, he was chanted in English and Silla in a gangster tone by the other party, grabbed his hair and shook his head violently several times.

"No, no..." He accepted the lesson and murmured cowardly.

"I found out again..."

"No, no, no, absolutely no, Mr. Song." He hastily hung up his promise.

After communicating with his boss, Julian Robertson, Bill Huang got rid of his memories and respectfully returned the phone to Song Zecheng with both hands. The current trading volume in the sideways market has also shrunk, and it is temporarily in a stage of calm today.

"Didn't Deutsche Bank and Merrill Lynch invest in Global's acquisition of Polaroid Financial? Merrill Lynch is still supporting Vivendi Global, the boss of Deutsche Bank's global financial department. The Edison who issued a short report yesterday is both Jewish and American." A member of the Lin Gang, who used to interact with the Bronfman family often, he seems to have a good relationship with the French? Why did he suddenly jump out?"

On the Barcelona side, Song Ya gently stroked Sloan's blond hair and asked.

"It is said that the money that Deutsche Bank lent to Universal was later cleared out by the Bronfman family. Maybe Edison has planted the seeds of hatred since then? As for Merrill Lynch, he was born in Merrill Lynch but now works for Deutsche Bank. , business is business, he himself seems to be very unimpressed with helping Merrill Lynch and other American capital to control Deutsche Bank.

Sloan's chest was still heaving slightly with a blushing face, "Maybe Edison, like Lehman, has his eyes on Vivendi Universal? The evidence in his short-selling report cannot be collected in a short period of time."

"Um."

Deutsche Bank’s short-selling report, in addition to the content similar to that of Tiger Fund and Lehman, mainly mentioned two more things. One is to disclose the details of the repurchase agreement between Seagram Global and American Television Network. Barry Diller twice, a total of The American Television Network, which was purchased from Fu Sandai for more than four billion dollars, has now been expanded to nearly eight billion dollars by some means. According to the merger agreement signed by Vivendi and Universal, the new Vivendi Vendi Global must inherit the original contract and complete the repurchase before 2003.

The second thing is that Deutsche Bank questioned the role played by BNP Paribas and Societe Generale in helping Vivendi acquire Seagram Global. They pointed out that these two large French banks helped Vivendi CEO Messier conduct financial fraud. .

"Are the reporters here?"

Edison Mitchell, who the two were talking about, was ready to go. There was a seminar in the City of London today, and the schedule had already been set. He originally declined, but now he changed his mind and planned to attend in person.

"It's all here." The subordinate replied.

"Hmm." He took one last look at Vivendi Universal's morning K-line, then gritted his teeth and sneered disdainfully.

"Maybe it's not time yet? Vivendi is still very powerful." His subordinates followed him and persuaded behind him: "The profitability of their companies is not weak, and they can organize such a large-scale counterattack today..."

"Do we still have a choice?" He interrupted impatiently. As the main force, a large number of chips were sucked into this morning's fierce long-short battle.

"Cover! This is cover! Paris and Société Générale have been conspiring with Vivendi from beginning to end! It may even include the French government."

At the seminar, he was asked about yesterday’s short-selling report and explained it to the reporters in great detail. Then he suddenly shouted: “If the U.S. government and the French government go on like this, they will destroy the trust of global investors! Def Jam records’ fake accounts, The fake accounts of Vivendi's medical group, etc... Tiger Fund and Lehman got so much evidence, why don't you check it!? My personal Vivendi CEO Messier and the director of Seagram Global Both Bronfman and Bronfman are very good friends, but Vivendi is definitely a veteran of fraud. There are definitely bigger problems hidden behind many bad fake accounts. Vivendi Universal is not worth 700 yuan at all. Yiou, it's time to burst the bubble!"

"Damn it!" Little Bronfman immediately called his father when he saw the news, "Addison, it's him! This is a shameful betrayal!"

"Don't say such childish things again, little Edgar." The old father persuaded exhaustedly on the other end of the phone.

Little Bronfman burst into tears in shame, "Woo, father, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I should have followed your advice from the beginning, I shouldn't have taken money from the Germans... But Addison! I still I thought he was one of my own! I didn't expect him to be so vicious! This poisonous snake!" He gritted his teeth, "And Messier, they are all fraudsters!"

"After tonight's dinner, do you have any other arrangements?" The old man asked without answering.

"No, but Messier gave his life this time. He coped very well. The banks are helping him. There is also a lot of good news from France in the morning. We are stable."

Little Bronfman announced the good news again, "I feel that this time I have a chance to turn the tables and kill all the speculators in Edison!"

"No matter what the result is, come back and don't stay there any longer."

"Father……"

"Do you want to sit back and watch the Bronfman family lose the management rights of Seagram Global?"

"Of course not!" Bronfman Jr. replied loudly.

"Then come back, let's discuss it together."

"Okay! Oh, by the way, is Barry Diller with you? I can't get in touch with him, so I apologize to him..."

"No, it's useless to apologize, kid, I'm afraid he wants to kill you now."

"..."

At the same time, in Barcelona, ​​Song Ya had already returned to his presidential suite, watching Addison's performance with Julian Robertson in Manhattan, New York across the Atlantic.

"It's the final clarion call, but he seems to have lost his composure today."

Julian Robertson said in the call: "Now everyone has to work together. The resilience of Vivendi Universal with three short reports is amazing. All of us have to do our best. Some new funds come in from my side. You Can you raise more over there? I heard your clothing company is about to trade?"

"How did it become like this..."

Song Ya really didn't expect things to get so big. Vivendi fell by 21% in two days, and its market value has evaporated by nearly 20 billion. It's still euros. The Avengers have actually completed their mission. "It's still the same sentence, I like it According to the plan, at least today, we can only use the money on hand."

"APLUS..."

"Don't worry, I will try my best, and I will try other methods." Song Ya ignored the gambler, and gave Sloan a wink after hanging up the phone.

Sloan lowered her hair and texted, and Harley pinched her moist cheek suspiciously, and she avoided it.

In Washington, Doug, chief of staff sitting in Congressman Underwood's office, noticed that his mobile phone was on on the table. He picked it up and looked at it, then walked towards Underwood who was working.

"I see." Underwood nodded after listening to the report, and picked up the landline on the table.

New York, New York State Attorney General Spitzer, nicknamed the Sheriff of Wall Street, walked towards the reporter's microphone, "Yes, I noticed the problem with Universal Music Company, and we actually initiated the investigation process immediately, please everyone And investors can rest assured that we will not condone this behavior."

"Then can you reveal the progress of the investigation?"

"Sorry, not so soon." Spitzer waved his hand. "The short-selling report of a private company is not an indictment. We will probably subpoena Def Jam President Lyle Cohen first, hoping to learn more."

"Twenty days have passed since Tiger Fund released its short-selling report!" A reporter yelled, "Will you cooperate with the French side?"

Spitzer waved his hand impatiently at the reporter, stopped answering questions, and turned and walked into the building.

"Thank you, Congressman Underwood." The bullets on the news surface ran out. After reading the news, Song Ya immediately called Underwood, who was responsible for the final help in the agreement, and thanked him personally.

"Spitzer is not APLUS who I can control. He has a very strong personality. It may not be a good thing to attract his attention." Underwood gave advice: "It is best to find a way to mend it after this time. relation."

"I know, thank you." Song Ya just hung up the phone when Old Mike walked in and reported: "David Geffen is here."

"David? Ask him to come in." Uninvited? He frowned, and greeted David Geffen with Sloane and Halle.

"Sorry, sorry APLUS, I know I shouldn't have come to see you."

David Geffen apologized repeatedly after entering the door. He was in high spirits but looked haggard. "I couldn't sleep after reading the report from Deutsche Bank yesterday, so I rushed here."

"But we can't do anything when we meet, can't we talk over the phone if we have something to do?" Song Ya was another undisciplined teammate, and Song Ya felt that the Avengers would probably fall apart under the extremely exciting speculative battle.

"Once again, hello Halle, Ms. Sloane."

David Geffen and Song Ya sent the two girls away and asked: "APLUS, half of the principal has been taken out, and the leverage has also been reduced, right? What's the situation now? I saw that the game in the morning was very tragic."

"Yes, our remaining money and profits are basically locked in, plus a margin...I don't know the development of the situation in the afternoon, so I can only do my best."

"I brought an accountant." David Geffen hinted that he could still invest money in it. "I heard that your clothing company will be sold to Aeropostale soon?"

But it shouldn't be much, Song Ya heard his main purpose and wanted to persuade himself to invest again, "Yes, but it may not be able to catch up, it depends on the situation, according to the original plan, the completion of the transaction will have to wait until next week."

"It's too big a game this time... Lehman, Deutsche Bank, I heard that Salomon Smith Barney is also involved." David Geffen said.

Song Ya raised his eyebrows, remembering that the predecessor of Solomon Smith Barney was founded by the Jewish banker Salomon Brothers. Maybe this is the main reason why David Geffen came to Spain. He should have got some inside information, "Oh? They invested How much?"

"I don't know, who will reveal this." David Geffen shook his head.

"In short, we can only wait now. We are just small shrimps in front of these giants."

"Don't underestimate APLUS. I feel that the timing is very good. All the preconditions are met. Now it is better than anyone else's funds. Vivendi Universal is only one breath away, isn't it? Hey, is YAHOO rebounding now?"

"I made an agreement with Julian Robertson, not today." Song Ya refused directly.

"APLUS..."

"Don't talk about it, if you are short squeezed and liquidated because of my decision, then I admit it."

"The market is changing rapidly. Julian Robertson said that you are not playing futures, and you are too compliant." David Geffen was a little impatient, "You are not alone in this money!"

"I know I'm an outsider, but no matter how dissatisfied you are, you must abide by my rules. I know that it's not just my money, but most of it is mine. I'm the major shareholder, and my decision is the final decision."

Song Ya looked directly at the Hollywood tycoon in front of him who he once looked up to, and said word by word.

"You're so stubborn!" David Geffen jumped angrily. "Victory is just around the corner! Don't you see? The French are about to lose their hold!"

"Maybe you forgot that our original intention was to get revenge on Little Bronfman and make a fortune by the way, not to participate in this level of gamble!" Song Ya scolded angrily.

"But the matter has come to this point, isn't it just the right time for us..." David Geffen said earnestly again, "Your chance to earn back the 4 billion that you lost in Mi Stock is just around the corner APLUS."

"No, I'm less courageous than you, Mr. Geffen."

"Ha! Who will believe it? Don't hesitate anymore APLUS, this feast is over, and you can use all my resources in Hollywood in the future."

No matter how hard and soft it is, Song Ya just shook his head.

"Or the other way around!?" David Geffen turned to the threat again.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Song Ya looked at him coldly.

David Geffen was shocked by his attitude, his face was full of disbelief, but he really didn't have another attack, and the air in the room seemed to freeze instantly.

"cough……"

Fortunately, Sloan opened the door and came in at this time, and coughed slightly after seeing the scene where the two men were at war.

"Sorry, APLUS, I was too excited just now." David Geffen took advantage of the opportunity of Sloan and Song Ya's whispering, and walked away a little to resolve the embarrassment.

"I also apologize to you. In fact, I played another card at noon today."

What Sloan said just now was "Skinner has taken care of it", he turned on the TV, and the satellite TV in the hotel could receive the station.

"Although New York State Attorney General Spitzer claimed that he has launched an investigation into Def Jam Records and will subpoena the company's president Lyle Cohen, according to sources, Lyle Cohen has disappeared and may have fled abroad... "

The hostess of the financial column broadcasts.

"Run away? Impossible?"

David Geffen froze for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up.

He looked at the black pharaoh beside him.

"That's all I can do today." Song Ya shrugged.

"Um?"

Lyle Cohen, who was chewing on the burger and waiting for the news, was immediately stunned when he saw the news, his mouth was full and he groaned, "No, I'm at home!"

"Def Jam...it's not a big deal anymore."

In Paris, Messier, who just had a big quarrel with his teammates at BNP Paribas and Industrial Bank, comforted himself after seeing the bad news, but immediately called Doug Morris, president of Universal Music, angrily, "Doug! Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on Lyle Cohen?"

"He's home, that's fake news," Doug Morris replied.

"Oh, that's all right..."

fine? something! As soon as the market opened in the afternoon, the stock price of Vivendi Universal plummeted, and the psychological defense line of many parties finally collapsed.

"Ah! APLUS! Sixty-five euros! Sixty-three! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Harley was already in a frenzy, propped her hands on the table, and screamed at the computer screen with her tongue out, "Sixty-two! Sixty! Ohhhh! The French dropped their helmets and armor! Surrendered!" She was overwhelmed, excited He kissed Sloan beside him.

"call!"

Song Ya, who was behind her, let out a long sigh of relief. Although she was full of confidence in front of David Geffen and others, how could the psychological pressure like Mount Tai be humane to the outside world? Speculating in futures... is really exciting. Even if I can win this time, it still seems that I am not suitable for this business.

Forget it, let's wash our hands after this time.

As he thought so, he took half a step to the side, and grabbed Sloan's slender waist with his hands again.

"Fuck them! Fuck them!"

Bill Huang in Paris became smug again. After being trapped in a long-short fight this morning, he couldn't help but blame himself for his misjudgment yesterday and admire the big heart and rationality of the APLUS camp, but now...

"The limit is down! They are in trouble!" But when Vivendi Universal hit another limit down in the afternoon, he immediately jumped up with his colleagues, hugged and cheered. He was still right, so he should be short with all his wealth!

"Hahaha!" From London to New York, the trading rooms of several major investment banks were filled with laughter.

"Black Pharaoh..." Julian Robertson smiled and shook his head, muttering to himself.

"What's the matter with the fake news on Noon TV? APLUS hasn't run yet?"

Edison looked at the carnival traders, and instead of celebrating with everyone, he frowned, "M-FXXK has been following us to eat meat...rats!"

"APLUS?" David Geffen was about to knock on the door happily to plead guilty when he was suddenly stopped by Old Mike, "The boss is still taking a nap..."

"It's past three o'clock..." David Geffen looked at his watch in surprise, then shook his head and laughed, "Forget it, let him have a good rest, and tell me that this time it's mine, he's always right , I am convinced."

"The ghost! We have the ghost!"

At the headquarters of Vivendi, the top executives blamed each other in the meeting, "How did Edison know that BNP Paribas and Societe Generale are helping us without mentioning Credit Lyonnais who also attended the meeting!? How did he know!? There is definitely an insider in our family. ghost!"

"BNP Paribas and Societe Generale also fell miserably today! The market is also miserable! This is a blitzkrieg! The Germans have betrayed the EU! They want to join forces with the Americans to kill us! Bring down the French financial sector!"

"Mr. Prime Minister can no longer sit idly by! He can't shrink back because of such a little pressure from international public opinion!"

"If this continues, there will be a financial crisis!"

And Messier sat slumped on the top of the long conference table, staring at the ceiling, turning a deaf ear to all the quarrels.

Little Bronfman stared at the figure of 58.15 euros on the screen in dismay, and remained motionless. Vivendi Universal once again suffered a lower limit. He blinked hard, completely unacceptable that his wealth followed this company again. The result is that the company has shrunk by 35%.

If calculated by the highest of more than five billion dollars, half of his net worth has been lost due to his various operations in the past few years, and more.

If the net worth of other members of the family is included, the Bronfman family has a total of less than five billion dollars left, and there were more than ten billion dollars when it first acquired Universal...

sinner! Family sinner!

He closed his eyes in pain, and suddenly remembered that APLUS seemed to be coming to Paris tomorrow, and when he imagined the other party's face, he suddenly shuddered, feeling that life was meaningless, and went out in a daze, mechanically dragging his feet along the road. The fire escape climbed up the stairs and reached the rooftop all the way.

ice skating

slow and careful

most afraid of wrestling

but turned around abruptly

fell by the ice

Paris was sunny in summer, but his body was trembling all the time, like falling into a cellar of ice, and he silently recited the little poem commented on the third movement of Vivaldi's Winter.

'Squeak. '

At this moment, the door behind him was pushed open, and he looked back. The visitor was a standard French gentleman, whose face was familiar, but whose name he couldn't remember. He had attended the dinner party he hosted the day before yesterday and yesterday, as if introducing himself was a joke. fund? Can not remember……

"Well……"

He felt a little embarrassed. At this time, he was found appearing on the rooftop...

He was about to find an excuse to look at the scenery to explain, but his throat was a little sweet, and he felt a burning pain when he opened his mouth.

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to..." He cleared his throat and adjusted, but the figure of the other party disappeared.

Hallucination? He looked around, plunged into self-doubt.

'Dididi! ’ There was a screeching car siren from below the building, and then a woman’s scream.

"WTF!?"

He finally came to his senses, jumped to the edge of the roof and looked down, the person who was alive just now had turned into a blurry dot on the roof of the car on the side of the street, and pedestrians gradually surrounded him.