Chapter 440: Lei Shi's Party

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Apple's new PDA disappointed the industry. The sales of other product lines were also shrinking. The financial report was not good. Coupled with the turmoil in the management, the stock price plummeted. It seemed that it was not far from nine cents per share. Buy left and right, just cut in half.

Harley is okay, the loss of 800,000 became 400,000, and Song Ya herself lost more than 8 million...

O'Grady from Northern Trust called again, but this time it was suggested to cover the position, "In the personal computer market, Apple's market share has been falling, but there are still diehard fundamentals. You are not very optimistic about its new notebook products. Is it? Is there any inside information? Maybe it can turn around."

"Fxxk, you're a stockbroker, but now you're trying to trick your clients?" Song Ya scolded him.

"Hahaha..." He laughed loudly, "In short, I think it's a good idea to cover the position at eight or nine cents, to reduce the cost per share..."

"I don't have any liquidity now, you asked me to think about it." Song Ya really didn't have any money on hand now.

"Okay, you make up your own mind. By the way, Bahn & Co. is already interested in major players in the chemical industry, what do you think? If they make an offer to buy it." O'Grady's fund also manages nearly a hundred of Bahn & Co. 20/20 shares.

"Big player?"

"Very, very big players, Dow, DuPont, Toray..." are all well-known companies.

"I just turned the factory into a profit, and these giant crocodiles have taken a fancy to it?"

"The factory building is too small, and now the production has entered a high-load operation, and the investment cycle of the chemical industry is very long APLUS, you have to plan early, whether to expand production, or leave the factory at a profit, and hand over the business to a professional company." Grady said.

"Give me time to think about it, it's too early." Song Ya said.

"No problem, anyway, you are the absolute controlling party, I'm just offering some suggestions as a partner."

Ending the call, "Harry, don't talk to me about stocks anymore, and you can make up your own mind in the future, okay? I also suffered a lot and it's very annoying." He said to Halle very seriously: "I'm not Superman, I I can’t take you to make a steady profit without losing money.”

"Okay." Harry pouted, "Of course you're not Superman, and you can't fly."

"I mean the superhuman philosophy that Nietzsche called it."

Nietzsche not only influenced the group of people who led to World War II, in the United States, people also believed in the existence of Superman, the kind of natural leader like Caesar and Napoleon, who is energetic, tenacious, adventurous, and has a huge personality charm And insight, leading the trend of science and the world. Ordinary people think that they and their mediocre self are hardly a species. For example, scientists suggest that normal people should ensure how many hours of sleep a day, and a "superman" said that he only sleeps for three hours a day, but no one would believe it.

When he went to the party at Redstone’s home, he met several, such as Ballmer of Microsoft, Michael Eisner, CEO of Disney, and Michael Ovitz, founder of CAA.

Of course, there is Apple founder Steve Jobs, a technology hero with a slight double chin, firm eyes, eloquence, always surrounded by a group of Hollywood fans, who are discussing his Pixar animation company, "the application of computer special effects in animated films will more and more widespread..."

Song Ya pulled Donovan over and listened for a while, just when someone asked him what he cared about, "Will you go back to Apple? I heard that now..."

"Let's not discuss this, shall we?" Jobs interrupted displeasedly, "That company has nothing to do with me."

"Donovan..."

A white man came over, "Mr. Lei Shidong wants to see you, now." He whispered.

"Okay." Donovan straightened his dress, "Let's go, don't say APLUS what you shouldn't say."

Redstone held such a high-end party in Hollywood to go to Paramount. The acquisition battle between him and Barry Diller has reached its most intense moment.

Having just resolved the divorce issue with his wife and stabilized Viacom's rear, he just took this opportunity to tell the world.

"Talk." His wife saw the two coming, smiled and led the surrounding guests away.

The 70-year-old Lei Shidong looks only in his fifties. He wears a dark suit and tie, and has a kind face. Wrong, in the market, he is recognized as iron-blooded and ruthless.

"Call... here." He whispered the name of the person who brought Song Ya and the two of them, and then stretched out his hand, "APLUS, what have you been up to recently? Study?"

"Yes, Mr. Lei Shidong." Song Ya shook hands with him.

"I heard you hate our VMA, why?" He was concise and straight to the core of the problem, when a middle-aged white man trotted over, "Do you have any problems with them?" He pointed at the man , and pointed to Song Ya.

"Hello, Garland from MTV." The other party shook hands with Song Ya.

"Hello, Les." The other party is Les Garland, a well-known host of MTV, and I heard that he is also the producer of the previous VMAs, "Uh..." Now it's my turn to speak clearly, Song Ya Knowing that this kind of tycoon usually hates others wasting his time, "Let me make it clear, maybe you have some information about what happened in 1991. Rice, you and Motura..."

"I guarantee that similar incidents will not happen. I guarantee my personality in front of Mr. Lei Shidong." When the big boss asked about his private dealings with the record company, the other party probably had a lot of money. He said flatteringly: "APLUS, can we No less pushing your songs."

"That's another matter." Song Ya shrugged and looked at Lei Shidong.

"So you promise?" Redstone asked Les Garland.

"I promise."

"APLUS, how is it? Will you come to this year's VMA?" Redstone asked.

"Okay, I will." Song Ya nodded with a wry smile.

"Good boy." Lei Shidong put his arms around his shoulders, "So, this matter is settled?" He asked the two of them.

Les Garland also nodded, and he left quickly. Donovan then said goodbye to Song Ya, "Hey, Les!" He chased after Les Garland, who hadn't gone far, to discuss the award in private up.

"Don't be restrained, it will be good for you to get to know a few more important people here." Lei Shidong asked casually when sending it out: "I heard that you are casting a movie?"

"Yes, youth musicals." Song Ya took the opportunity to say, "Maybe you can help us add some films next year?"

"Haha! I don't care much about theaters." He laughed and said, "The movie Lightning Dance played a very important role in the development of MTV. At that time, we played the song and dance clips of the movie in turn on TV, and the effect was very good. OK. If your movie is as good as it is, I'll help."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Redstone."

The exchange took only about ten minutes in total. After that, Song Ya went around the party with a cheeky face. Except for CAA, he showed his face in front of a series of big shots, chatting with Ballmer about the World Wide Web, and talking about movies with Eisner. Talking about PDA with Jobs...

"So you are also working on PDA products?" Jobs asked while holding a glass of wine, and the people next to him burst into laughter.

"Yes, maybe it will be available in August." Regardless of whether the other party was out of mockery or for other purposes, Song Ya said what she should say anyway.

"Send me one when the time comes, and send it to my office at Pixar."

"no problem."

"Actually, APLUS, we did business." He blinked, "Do you remember?"

"Uh..." Song Ya thought for a while, "That song?"

"Yes, Feel It Still..." Jobs snorted on the spot, "Can't keep my hands to myself, Think I'll dustem off put em backup on the shelf..."

Song Ya remembered that his NeXT computer company once used FeelItStill as a new product advertisement song, and the price it paid was not low at that time.

"Wow, this is..." Song Ya pretended to be flattered, "Did you know? Since I entered university, I seldom sang this song myself. I have forgotten the lyrics, and you may not remember them well... ..."

"Of course I remember it well. That computer sold very badly..."

"Well……"