Chapter 331 Double Team

"boss."

The next day, Song Ya and his group were ready to go, when a female clerk of A+ Records stopped him, "Want to Want Me is the artist resume of the first round of audition for the heroine of Want to Want Me, Mr. Yeremov asked if you would like to participate."

"Forget it, I don't have time."

Song Ya took over a thick stack of resumes, about fifty or so, put them on the table, quickly turned the corner with the photo, and glanced at them roughly. There were so many beautiful faces, and he saw the photo of the South African girl in it. He paused for a moment, and then continued to flip through.

"Okay, just let Yeremov, Anne Fletcher, and Larry check it out."

The MV director of Show me the money and Want to Want Me chose Larry who had worked with him before, Yeremov became the executive producer, Sony Columbia Records sent someone to be the producer, Anne Fletcher was the dancer . All four of them have the right to cast roles. Of course, as long as Song Ya, the male lead and producer, wants to, he can take whatever he wants.

"Also." The clerk took out a few more resumes, "This is what they put directly into the second round."

They should be related to Yeremov and the others. Song Ya couldn't help but think of the fierce competition for the MV heroine in SBK. She didn't expect that she had grown to the position that Daniel was in back then. "This I don't watch it, since they put people directly into the second round, they should have their reasonable reasons."

He didn't want to ask his subordinates to use such small powers too much.

"Also, this one is going directly to the third round, which is the last round. She said that she will only participate in one round of interviews, and Mr. Yeremov agreed."

The clerk handed over a relatively thick resume, which surprised Song Ya, "Tyra Banks?" He flipped through the resume, and the beautiful magazine cover photo showed a black actress, a bit familiar, judging by her height and From the body proportions, you can tell that you are a model.

"ELLE Magazine, Vanity Fair Magazine, Seventeen Magazine, 25 shows at Paris Fashion Week, all in one year, whoa, is this a supermodel?"

Song Ya couldn't help but be amazed when she saw the long list of resumes. No wonder she was so arrogant and only wanted to participate in a round of interviews. She was naturally in good shape and quite predictable. She was not flat like Kate Moss. Unfortunately, her face was not her style.

"Not yet, but it should be soon." The clerk replied.

"I see." No wonder he felt a little familiar, this black girl was the first to appear in the face-changing special effects of MJ's; or white's controversial MV big production, and it was marked in her resume.

"APLUS." Goodman pointed to his watch to remind him.

"Okay, anyway, I will check in the last round."

Song Ya left the resume behind, and a group of people got into the car and drove to Bain Chemical.

The office building here has been gradually dilapidated due to being vacant for a long time, and it is estimated that the cleaners and maintenance personnel are almost cut off.

"Deng thump, thump, thump, thump, thump..."

Song Ya took the lead and came out of the elevator with great momentum, followed by Goodman, Samuel and others. It felt a bit like going to Sony Columbia Records headquarters to challenge Motura. Unfortunately, there was no apocalypse in this atmosphere. There was no movement, so he simply made up the pure music of Game of Thrones.

"APLUS, let me introduce you."

Underwood led a group of financial institution representatives from the trusteeship committee, who were already waiting in the conference room. The party whip smiled as warmly as the sun, "I've seen it all, hello, hello." Song Ya and them one by one shake hands.

"About our list of Bahn Chemical assets in custody, and..."

This time the other party brought out official documents, some of which Samuel had never seen when estimating the quotation. In addition to the more than 400 workers in the two factories, there were actually several engineers who had been on business trips in Huaguo to guide the Border factory construction.

The 10 million dollar deposit may be rejected by the old Bahn through bankruptcy, and the equipment cannot be sold, isn't the factory built in vain? Thinking of these two points, Song Ya didn't think that Old Barn's move was kind.

"I think there is only one topic for today, which is to negotiate an acceptable price and clean up the mess that Old Barn made."

Underwood sat in the middle of the long conference table, acting like an arbiter and host. He looked at Samuel who was flipping through the documents and the WingCoopers accountant he brought, "Samuel, how long do you need to finish reading?" ?” He looked at his watch, “I won’t be here long, I have to go back to Washington.”

"It's hard to say, please don't worry, after all, this is a transaction of tens of millions of dollars."

"Well, Mr. Underwood..."

Out of the corner of Song Ya's eyes, he saw Aquinas' big belly appearing at the door first, "How about we go over there and wait for a while?"

"OK."

Underwood didn't doubt that he was there, but when he looked, he saw Aquinas and the president of Caterpillar Mining Machinery Division behind Aquinas.

"This is you?" Underwood, who had a wide network of contacts, naturally knew each other, and asked hesitantly after the greetings.

"Oh, I have a new idea, Mr. Underwood."

Song Ya smiled and led him to Old Barn's original office, and asked him to sit down in Old Barn's original seat, "It's like this, for extra insurance, I also brought in Caterpillar. I will pack Bahn Chemical’s mining machinery and Caterpillar’s ​​equipment together, and I hope you can coordinate and release them in the parliament, how about it?”

"It's all up to you, Underwood." The president of Caterpillar Mining Machinery Branch also smiled at him: "I didn't expect you to come here from Washington to help."

"Uh...cough."

Underwood put his hands into fists to cover his mouth, then lowered his head and coughed and glanced at Song Ya quickly, "I'm a little surprised..."

Song Ya felt that he was actually angry.

Hey, but you just can't show it in front of Caterpillar executives, can you? Caterpillar's operating conditions have not been very good in the past two years, but it is still a giant company with a market value of tens of billions of dollars, and it has created countless jobs in Illinois alone.

"Everyone is trying. If Xiangdang doesn't give it, then I will admit it. It's not a big business."

The president of Caterpillar Mining Machinery Branch had a very loud voice, and he also stared at his reaction, "Or is there a problem with you? Aren't you a party whip? Can you take care of this little thing?"

"Of course, but I want to see what you want to sell first." Underwood replied.

"Aquinas." The president of Caterpillar Mining Machinery Branch tilted his head and motioned.

Aquinas took out the equipment list from his bag, walked up to Underwood, put the list in front of him, and then put his hand on the back of the chair behind him, and began to explain one by one, his big belly pressed against Underwood's arm Still unaware.

"Teaming tactics ah?"

Song Ya also walked to the other side of Underwood in a mischievous manner. She also put her hand on the back of the chair and pretended to read the list intently.

Underwood began to check one by one, but Song Ya's eyes kept falling on his facial expression. This guy should be pretending to be busy now, and he is thinking of countermeasures haha.

"I guess I'll have to consult a professional," Underwood said.

"Yes, but as soon as possible." The president of Caterpillar Mining Machinery Branch nodded in agreement.

"APLUS."

Underwood put away the list and strode out.

Song Ya followed, and the two easily found a remote corner in the empty building.

"How dare you kid!?" Underwood suddenly turned around, and said in a low voice with cold eyes.

"I'm also for Mr. Underwood's insurance."

Song Ya smiled back, "Increasing the chances of passing through Xiangdang is, after all, a matter of tens of millions of dollars."

"You are too naive. I don't like other people playing tricks in front of me." He said very oppressively.

"I once had a fight with Mr. Motura, the president of Sony Columbia Records, but now we are good friends again. I agree with a sentence he said. Business is business. After the business is done, we still have a long way to go. Time for mending, isn't it, Mr. Underwood."

Song Ya responded leisurely, "I don't think you like the fact that your long-term cooperation friend is a helpless waste who can't do anything about tens of millions of dollars may be burned to ashes at any time?"

"What's the point of your actions?"

Underwood laughed angrily at him again, "You still have to take the risk that the current commander-in-chief will not sign."

"Of course it makes sense, you will help me get as much as possible from the consortium to reduce my risk, won't you?"

Song Ya said: "In addition to Caterpillar, I also plan to find some local oil companies in Chicago. They also have oilfield equipment that they want to sell into Huaguo. If you don't help me, I will make this package bigger and bigger until it reaches you I can't bear it, and I can't afford to offend it. Most party whips are good at dancing in Chicago, deeply involved in business operations, and endorsed tens of millions or hundreds of millions of equipment resale platforms..."

Do you like points? If you like you, eat more, Song Ya secretly sneered.

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