Chapter 509 Response

'Let's take a closer look at this Dow document...'

The financial columns of the three major TV stations are much more rigorous, "Are they outlining an emerging market with great opportunities?" the host asked the guest.

"Yes, according to the experience of the book, fluorescent sticks will soon become popular in Quanmi. The patent period for fluorescent sticks has just passed, and the patent for non-fluorescent fluorescent agents is in the hands of Bahn Company, and now it belongs to Dow. The guest replied: "It is conservatively estimated that it will create hundreds of millions of output value every year."

"Then can you make a prediction on the trend of Dow's stock price?"

"hold."

"Haha, we have the same opinion." The host laughed and said, "How much did the young singer APLUS earn from this business? I calculated it, it seems to be more than 100 million?"

"Strictly speaking, yes, from this document, Dow's stock price was $20 on the day the transaction memorandum was signed, and stimulated by the good news of the recent transaction rumors, the two million shares they paid to APLUS Now the value has exceeded 40 million. Dow’s share price closed at 23 yuan last weekend, which means that the part of Dow’s stock in APLUS’s hands has appreciated by 6 million.”

The guest took a pen in front of the camera and pretended to write and draw, "Maybe opening on Monday..."

"Uh, we don't predict the specific stock price." The host hurriedly reminded.

"Yes, we only provide investment advice." The guest changed his words and said, "Of course, the profit may have been exhausted, so investors should treat this news with caution and don't buy blindly..."

"APLUS is so cool."

In Los Angeles, in Derry's mansion, his girlfriend keeps yelling at Song Ya who is signing a contract in the screen, "Didn't you just meet him in Chicago? Let him take us to invest or something!"

"Boom!"

Derry slammed the wine bottle at her feet, "Stop nagging a dead woman! I made my debut in 1984, became popular on the west coast in 1988, and created gangster funk..."

In New York, Milla Jovovich walked into a French restaurant with music producer Mark Horton in a well-designed evening dress.

"Have you heard about APLUS?" The handsome Horton helped her open the chair.

"Thanks."

She sat down gracefully, uneasily avoiding the gazes of other guests in the restaurant, "I don't want to talk about this, okay?"

"Feel sorry."

Holden sat down opposite her and ordered something good, "You are very beautiful today Mira, and the necklace suits you very well. Let's change the subject, do you like the song I wrote for you?" Holden looked at her obsessively.

"like very much."

She remembered her mother's instructions before going out, and now she can only hang on to the married man in front of her, get his song in her hand first, and then say, "Everything." She flattered her.

"Haha, it was all written for you. The first time I saw you, I was so inspired...Mira."

Horton came to shake her hand on the table.

She pulled away reflexively, "Uh..." She frowned, noticed that Holden's face had changed, and immediately laughed again, "I think it's a little fast? Mark, our album..."

"I went to talk to Robert from SBK."

Holden is not a silly infatuated seed, "That guy hates your father to death, he lost money in your father's case, and now SBK is in chaos, he has a lot of power to speak."

"Can't we just release the album? Don't consider SBK's announcement." Mira asked.

Holden sneered, his body relaxed, and he leaned on the back of the chair and stared straight at the woman in front of him, "My song shouldn't be refrigerated by SBK."

"Then you help to talk to him?"

"I'll talk to him. Before that, let's have a drink to celebrate that you finally got rid of the FBI." Horton took out the red wine from the decanter and poured her a large glass.

"I don't want to recall that time again." Mira smiled unnaturally, "My mother and I were basically treated like prisoners without any freedom."

"You can only blame your father,

He pissed off too many people. "Horton said slowly: "Now only I am willing to help you. Look at those people around you. They all know you. Their attitude towards you...is very bad." "

Mira lowered her head and glanced at the guests at the neighboring table out of the corners of her eyes. Sure enough, they were pointing at themselves with displeasure, and subconsciously touched the necklace on their necks. It was given by Song Ya before. All other gifts were mortgaged, and only this.

"Wait for me to discuss those songs again?" Holden asked.

"Sorry, Mark, my mother asked me to go back early." How could she not understand.

"You're running out of time girl."

"Sorry, Mark..."

"Well, try the veal here, it's very good."

Fortunately, the other party did not insist.

Hollywood, a large dressing room, "Why does APLUS look down on you? You are much more beautiful than that Amy Adams."

Charlize Theron was quickly putting on makeup for herself, and her fat servant was sitting next to him, helping him with his clothes and bag, complaining non-stop.

"Stop talking, rumors spread quickly here." She looked nervously at the other girls who were putting on makeup in the distance. This is the place where extras put on their makeup. It's a very narrow room, except for a long makeup mirror and a dressing table I can't fit anything in it.

"Maybe we can sell his story to the tabloids or something. He was chasing Xue Linfen at that time." The fat follower said, "We all saw it."

"Stop talking, Xuelin is very good to me." Charis quickly stopped.

The fat follower pouted, "APLUS just made 100 million, let him start another movie for you, a movie with a budget of 500,000 is better than being an extra."

"Hey! Fat woman, get out of the way!" Many girls came in talking and laughing, and a girl who looked like a big sister pushed the fat follower away.

"Say it again!?" She raised her fist angrily.

"Get out of the way!" The girls gathered around, "Stop putting on a show, 'Monroe' who is an extra and has an assistant!" They had long been upset with Charlize Theron, who stood out from the crowd, and they were all pissed off.

"There are still ten minutes!" A male staff member came in to remind.

"Stop arguing with them." She tugged on the fat servant's sleeve.

The girls all sat down, their shoulders were squeezed in an instant, and time was running out, and they all started to smear their faces.

She also got busy, and couldn't help but think of that day, in Ivana's acting classroom...

"Charis, who is useless to regret the past, face the future."

APLUS pushed himself away, "You heard it just now."

I immediately collapsed, my mind went blank, I kept crying and crying, and almost passed out on the spot.

I only heard APLUS sigh, "Here." He handed over something.

"Thank you." Thinking it was a tissue, she sniffed and took it, but it didn't feel right, it turned out to be a check.

"If you don't want to take a Playboy photo shoot, maybe this money can help a little bit." The man in front of him said, "It's a loan, you will become popular, and you can be popular without my help. I will pay you back when you become popular." Give it to me, no interest charged."

He said that and left, leaving only the number five on the check and four zeros after it.

"La la la... la la la..."

In New York, Mariah Carey is also putting on makeup, but in a great mood, humming, "Donovan." She clamps her phone around her neck, "Did the private jet I wanted you to see respond?"

"What sudden attack? No, I didn't."

"He won't be angry. He told me that he would earn a lot, and it turns out that it is really a lot..."

"He didn't agree to it himself, but what can he do with me!? Hmm? I don't care, I want to buy it, and I'll go to Los Angeles to find him right away. Damn it, I don't want to catch another flight!"

"Hey! Why do you always stand in his position!? I am also your employer."

"He didn't hook up with other women, did he?"

"Hmph, I'm sorry he didn't dare."

"Well, let your people watch over that Amy Adams for me, and don't tell the truth!"

Fergie and sister Dana call Jimmy in in Montreal. "Sit, Jimmy."

"What's the matter?" Jimmy felt something was wrong and sat down stiffly in front of them.

"We're going to CAA this year, sorry Jimmy," Dana said.

"I...I thought..." Jimmy stammered and looked at Fergie.

"You partnered with your brother and lied to me and APLUS to make a fake hype and really broke up!" Fergie said angrily, "Now I regret it. I feel that you are not loyal. It was all a routine you discussed with them."

"I was arguing for you that time. Remember what happened at my brother's house that day?" Jimmy's face was ashen, "I don't know how to play tricks, you know me, Miss Fergie."

"Maybe we wouldn't have broken up if we hadn't quarreled so fiercely with him that time..." Fergie replied, "I'm so pissed off, where can I find such a profitable NGer!"

Sister Dana nodded frequently.

"Well, you can't say that word in public, you're a white hip-hop girl, it's going to ruin you, be careful," Jimmy reminded.

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with you in the future!"