Chapter 1446 Serial Explosions

"What's wrong?"

Harley, who was waiting in front, noticed Clint Eastwood's angry eyes staring at Song Ya's back, "His eyes are about to breathe fire."

"Nothing, let's go."

It's not that Song Ya doesn't respect Mr. Eastwood, it's just that he has a different position, but he who was almost beaten to death doesn't owe conservative whites anything, what's wrong with clamoring for an award for political correctness? There is no need to endure the accusations made by the other party just now.

"Thank you."

After getting in the car, Harley hugged the statuette of the 74th Oscar-winning actress and happily offered a kiss,

Then he leaned his head on Song Ya's shoulder with a happy face.

"Are you going to the Vanity Fair dinner?" Amy pouted and waited for a while, then pushed Harry, maybe because she was too emotional tonight, she fell asleep in seconds.

"Let her sleep..."

Song Ya put her arms around them, "Mike, go home first."

As the car drove out of the Kodak Theatre, he looked out the window at the Los Angeles street scene, recalling the secret conversation he had with Old Mike before he left.

"How are we doing in New York?" he asked offhand, just as the shooting had occurred to him on the spur of the moment.

"Not much progress."

Old Mike shook his head: "The FBI is already investigating the disappearance of Andre Sanchez, because Andre Sanchez is the undercover agent they sent to the trio leader Steve Hines, so Steve Hines should be changed to The first suspect, Steve Hines has been very careful recently, and the surrounding situation is too complicated, we have no chance. I asked Franklin to stare at the unremarkable Dave Norton, Steve Haines, who was left in the comparison trio. Ince's inconvenient decision should now be Dave Norton's responsibility."

"Should, should..."

He couldn't help complaining: "After so many years, we haven't been able to handle these two small characters! It's far from prying their mouths to find out who is behind the scenes!"

"The middle level of the FBI's New York branch is no small role. We can't move Steve Hines easily!"

The old Mike was a little angry with his attitude, and he emphasized his tone: "In any case, Steve Hines should not be fired by the FBI for a long time. We have found a lot of evidence of his corruption, which has been transferred to the FBI through Underwood people. The internal disciplinary department, even if Andre Sanchez's body cannot be found,

The FBI didn't have much patience with him. At that time we will act against him..."

"Sorry Mike, I'm just a little impatient, it's been years...except for one Andre Sanchez who hasn't been involved much."

Song Ya apologized to the old man, "Our timing is very good now. The Georgian dynasty, which was fighting a security war in Afghanistan, still needs to appease the black people, but the war there is going too smoothly. When they get the military operations done, my value to them will be less than It's not as high as it is now. They still hate me after all..."

"I know, we are working hard, if it doesn't work, we will find an opportunity to control Dave Norton again." Old Mike replied.

"No, no, we failed to achieve our goal by moving Andre Sanchez, and Dave Norton may not know much about the inside story, at least he certainly does not know who is behind Steve Hines...Let's just leave it at that."

After the two finished talking, Song Ya took a deep breath, and her eyes fell on Taraji's newspaper clippings on the opposite seat. If it wasn't for the above-mentioned conversation with Old Mike and the past events in the clippings that brought back memories, she wouldn't be here today. So much reaction to Clint Eastwood's accusations...

"I can't breathe! I can't breathe!"

In April, he begged for mercy again in horror: "Don't make trouble! Jenny! You want to suffocate me!"

"Hmph!" Jennifer Connelly straightened her body proudly with a slight feint of anger, "Don't you like this?"

"call!"

The nostrils were freed from the pair of proud people, and Song Ya greedily breathed in the fresh air with a touch of body fragrance, "Of course I like hehe..." He salivated and played with his backhand obsessively.

"It's all your fault. This year, I should have taken advantage of the situation and picked up some good books."

In the end, Jenny held down the man's hand on her belly and complained, "It's all right now, I'm going to disappear from the public eye for at least a year after I just got an Oscar nomination."

"Don't worry, I will arrange it." Song Ya promised gently: "I have already talked to Ms. Sloan and the president of Houghton Mifflin Publishing."

"I'm afraid I can't do it..." Jenny began to show the hypocrisy of a highly educated woman, but the smile on her face betrayed her.

So Song Ya deliberately said: "Don't worry, Houghton Mifflin will not put too much pressure on you during pregnancy, so you should get familiar with the education and publishing industry first."

"Uh, just do it well, I don't want to be judged behind my back." Sure enough, she stopped immediately.

Hee hee, Yale Stanford top student ah? Song Ya suppressed her thoughts of complaining, "Do you want this to be a boy or a girl?"

"Kay wants a brother."

She sweetly replied: "If it's a boy, I've already thought of a name, Ramsay, what do you think?"

"Ramsay, um, not bad." My child's name was chosen by the mothers, and Song Ya just contributed.

"I'll go downstairs to have a look, don't rush to show up."

At this time, there seemed to be shouting, or roaring, the roaring of men, something should have happened.

Jenny dressed in a hurry, and threw Song Ya's coat to him before going out, "Dress up well."

"Of order." Song Ya smiled and made a salute gesture.

This is the mansion under the name of Jenny in Boston. Today her parents, her and her ex-husband’s son Kay, and famous relatives including the Harvard professor all came. , Jenny prepared a grand dinner.

Apart from myself and Sloan, the 'guests' are mainly senior executives of Houghton Mifflin Publishing House.

Her parents should know their relationship with her, but they must not expose it in front of relatives. Song Ya obediently "dressed up" alone, that is, when she goes downstairs later, people will not see that she was just upstairs with this house. The hostess romped.

"Mrs. Connery."

After tidying herself up, Song Ya waited slowly for enough time before going downstairs with Old Mike.

"Have you rested, APLUS?"

Jenny's mother looked at her in a somewhat complicated way. She is a Jewish art dealer with a small business. Since she used to live in the Crown Heights neighborhood of New York, she had a long history of working with the film industry in New York, especially in Little Italy. The Jewish and Italian filmmakers Martin Scorsese, Robert De Niro, and Al Pacino who lived in the neighborhood knew each other.

"Of course, I'm really sorry to bother you, flying around is too hard." Song Ya replied politely. In the eyes of her relatives, Jenny bought this mansion with her own money, and she is just a guest.

"Come with me, they're already seated." Under the guidance of Jenny's mother, Song Ya followed to the restaurant. The classical long table was full of male and female guests in formal attire, and Jenny's relatives were probably on one side. On the other side were the guests, with Jenny's father sitting on top.

They had already had a heated discussion, and Song Ya heard the word Time Warner from time to time.

"Oh! You just missed the big APLUS news."

The president of Houghton Mifflin, who lives not far away, was very excited today, and welcomed the big boss with open arms, "Come and sit!"

"What's the matter?" Song Ya kissed Jenny who got up, shook hands or hugged others, and finally sat down between him and Sloan.

"AOL Time Warner released its annual report just now..."

While speaking, Sloan quietly stepped on the toe of his high heels on Song Ya's feet, "54 billion dollars in losses, 28 billion dollars in debt."

"How much?" Song Ya thought she had heard wrong.

"You heard me right, APLUS, there will be a good show at the opening of the market tomorrow, the New York Stock Exchange, Nasdaq, rating agencies, the Securities Commission, the Department of Justice... Hoho, that's Time Warner! I don't know Time Magazine, How will CUU whitewash its own scandal..." The president of Houghton Mifflin kept talking gloatingly.

"I heard that they have a problem with false accounts." Jenny's relatives are at least middle-class and above, and it is very appropriate to attend this kind of upper-class dinner party. A young man with a very elite style joined the topic.

"Of course, Time Warner said that AOL was fraudulent before the merger, and AOL in turn accused Time Warner...In general, Internet companies had a bigger bubble and burst earlier. That merger was a loss for Time Warner."

"Who told them to merge with AOL, which has a high market value before the dot-com bubble bursts."

"Who would have thought?"

"Ha ha!"

You say what you say, and Song Ya is also trying to digest the news. It's really surprising. I thought that the first one to explode would be the company related to An Ran Andersen. On the contrary, WorldCom, which is related to Andersen, is doing well. The quarterly financial report shows that its profit trend is roughly equal to that of its competitor ATandT,

Unexpectedly, it was AOL, which I am very familiar with, that blew itself up...

How much is AOL Time Warner's own market value... After the stock market crash, Internet stocks like AOL have already fallen miserably. The industry as a whole is good and bad...

Everyone chatted and found that Black Pharaoh was in a daze. Only then did they remember that he used to be a shareholder of Netscape, and Netscape was acquired by AOL, and AOL was acquired by Time Warner. Could it be that he still holds it?

"Well……"

The president of Houghton Mifflin chose to get up immediately and kept knocking on the glass with the fork to silence the audience, "Everyone, please allow me to welcome Ms. Jennifer Connelly as a member of the Houghton Mifflin family. Let's all raise a glass to her..."

Song Ya, whose thoughts were interrupted, stood up with Sloan and everyone, and raised a glass to toast Jenny.

"Thank you, thank you." Jennifer pressed her chest and kept thanking Mr. President and relatives and guests who said the toast.

She was conceived during the crazy competition with Harley on the eve of the Oscars. In addition, in order to appease the queen's laurels, Song Ya accelerated the progress and arranged her as a director of a branch under Houghton Mifflin.

That company is responsible for elementary school teaching materials and other publications, and it happens to be the ambassador of his children's fund. A Hollywood actress suddenly ran to a company as a director. Generally, the outside world would think it was a mascot, and it was reserved for the independent board of directors of charitable organizations. Concealing the truth, in fact, both Song Ya and she plan to find an opportunity to take over the senior deputy position of that branch company in the future, and then look at the work performance, or how much she likes the new job to decide the next step.

A mascot has a position as a mascot, and a capable female elite has a position as a female elite. It will depend on her actual work performance in the future.

"Disney is also having a hard time this year. They suffered the most from the 9/11 incident. Those Disneyland and film companies..."

The topic that was interrupted by President Houghton Mifflin came back after the toast. The male relatives of Jenny's family should be showing off in front of the top richest people in the whole meter, the CEO of the media group, and the president of the largest educational publishing house.

"Sorry, excuse me."

AOL Time Warner's thunderstorm may mean an opportunity. Song Ya and Sloan chatted in a low voice and then left the meeting through their mobile phones, calling their old friend Jim Clark.

"Jim, I watch the news..."

"Ha! A lot of people called me today to care about me." Jim Clark should have no problem, his voice is still loud and full of energy, "I'm fine! APLUS, I'm sorry I can't disclose the internal situation of AOL Time Warner, but I want to say: I'm fine OK? It’s just to start again with light packs, we’re not An Ran…”

"But AOL and Time Warner's public opinion war is losing to Jim."

After the stock market crash, Time Warner, which has a large number of traditional media, has already beaten the AOL department to the ground in external public opinion, making Chairman and CEO Steve Case and Jim Clark into fake accounts and blowing balloons to the max. The credit card married Time Warner's Internet scammers, "According to this trend, if you don't go bankrupt, your AOL department will be re-spun off according to the will of Time Warner Group..."

"Hahaha! Don't try to talk to me, you little ghost! It's okay! OK? Let's stop talking, I'll be very busy tonight..."

It's a pity that Jim Clark's toughness didn't last until the end, "Uh, by the way, APLUS, are you... are you interested in sailing now?"

"Mr. Chairman, all the filming and editing work of The Wolf of Wall Street has been completed, and this year's summer schedule has been set..."

In Manhattan, Paulson, chairman of Goldman Sachs, saw his subordinates coming to report carefully, and knew that the black pharaoh insisted on letting the plot that satirizes him be released, and he became angry all of a sudden, "Is there anything else?"

"Well, Messier, the president of Vivendi Universal, thinks this week is a good opportunity for them to release their annual report." The subordinate replied.

"Hehe, because AOL Time Warner just exploded?" Paulson was furious. Goldman Sachs suffered heavy losses in this wave of Enron Andersen explosions. Now it's AOL Time Warner again. Opportunity to launch the annual report, knowing it and planning to take advantage of the heavy news to cover up the operation of the level of ghosts and gods, "How much did they lose this year?"

"It should be at the level of 23 billion Euros..."

"puff!"

In Boston, the dinner party was still going on. Jenny looked at the empty seats in front of her and winked at Sloan.

Sloan, who had just gone out to answer the phone, shook his head at her, "Mrs. Connery, can the security personnel open the gate of the manor? I have a friend coming over."

"Okay." Jenny's mother left the table to order, "Who is it?" She asked casually.

"Mr. Linton, Vice President of Disney," Sloan replied.

The conversation during the banquet stopped for a moment, "Let's go to the door." Jenny's father also got up, planning to go out to greet her with his wife and daughter.

"No, he wants to have a private chat with APLUS first." Sloan stopped.

"Okay." Jenny's parents sat down again.

"APLUS movies are basically distributed by Bowei Pictures under Disney, right?" someone asked.

"Yes, he and Mr. Linton have known each other for a long time. Mr. Linton was the president of Hollywood Pictures in the past, cat and mouse game... Do you have any impression?" Jenny replied.

"certainly."

"It was jointly produced and launched by them."

"I see."

"Why did you come here?" Song Ya waited on the lawn until Linton's car drove into the manor, and asked him who got out of the car in a hurry.

"Looking for you, APLUS."

Linton was always jovial and had a big mouth, but today he was very serious. He got off the car and dragged Song Ya to a tree on the edge of the lawn, "Are we friends?"

"certainly."

"OK, our emperor is planning to abdicate." Linton broke the shocking news.

"WTF?"

Song Ya was very surprised, "Is he willing?"

"He couldn't take it anymore physically, and those inside and Roy Disney teamed up to rebel again..."

Linton briefly explained, "He intends to release a financial report tomorrow, a very bad financial report, and then announce that he is responsible for finding a successor for Disney at the same time, and start to take care of the funeral!"

"so you……"

Song Ya pointed to him. Linton's current position is the vice president of the Disney Group and the president of the copyright company. He should not be qualified to take over Eisner's class.

"Yes!"

But Linton himself obviously didn't think so, "I've worked for him for so many years, flattered him, and did dirty work. He should take me into consideration!"

He should have inquired about some bad news, and he was angry and excited, "For so many years... You have to help me APLUS this time! I will definitely be rewarded!"

At this time, Jenny went out and walked towards this side, Song Ya stopped the secret conversation, and hugged her to meet her, ""

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