Chapter 718 ? Hongmen Banquet

DeLay took the opportunity to mention a multimillion-dollar website upgrade plan, including the purchase of Cisco switches, database software, new office computers and servers, and adding more technical staff and bandwidth.

"But the website hasn't made any money so far."

Song Ya has seen it in Netscape, and now the Internet industry is really burning money at a terrifying speed, labor, bandwidth, software and hardware investment, etc., tens of millions of sales revenue of the Netscape Professional Edition browser have been invested in this bottomless pit, and the Additional loans are required to maintain, "If DTS gets the worst result in the future, and the listing fails and goes bankrupt..."

"Yes, but A+ audio can still be deployed and solved by itself. The website does not make money, but we use this project to raise the value of the land." Delay said, "I can re-mortgage the land loan, which is a good opportunity. DTS... ...Even if it goes bankrupt, there is no way, at least our investment is profitable."

"What if the website visits increase to a higher level? We haven't even figured out a profitable model, and we charge users for account registration fees?" Song Ya asked.

"No way, we are not without competitors, AOL (US Online) and WBS (WebChat Broadcasting System

) already have discussion boards for popular music, and they don't charge for it. "

Delay said: "Isn't this a new media? Maybe we can place advertisements on the page like paper media. Now many websites are trying to do this."

"Okay, that's a good idea." Song Ya agreed, "By the way, I bought the server from SUN."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ya frowned, "It seems that this year DeLay will deliberately keep the profit of A+ Audio at a low level."

"He tried every means to keep the profits in the company. After receiving the 15% equity incentive for five years, his net worth will skyrocket along with the asset value of A+ Audio Company." Linda laughed: " Your original promise was a little too generous."

"Yes, but forget it, no one expected that the company would develop to where it is today."

Song Ya shook his head. Di Lai is already a very standard thinking of a professional manager in the United States. Although it is a bit regrettable, he does not expect too much loyalty regardless of benefits.

The meeting with Sony's new CEO was indeed very short. After the auto trade war between the United States and Benzi broke down, the stock market of Benzi fell another 30% in a month.

Related industries in the United States have also been hit hard, and both sides seem to have some regrets, so Minister of International Trade and Industry Hashimoto led a team back to Rice to resume negotiations again, and the two sides quickly reached a new agreement. The requirements of the United States have basically been met, but Benzi has also held on to some key points to avoid a devastating blow to the domestic industry after the semiconductor negotiations. Both sides get what they need, and finally they can go home and declare victory.

"Hello, APLUS."

"Hello, Mr. Idei."

Nobuyuki Idei came here with the negotiating delegation of the notebook. The senior executives of the American branch basically came to Washington to pay homage to the head of Sony who just took off the word "United" in front of the CEO. There are people who Song Ya knows and don't know. Shuf Hall, President of Sony Electronics Beimi, Motura, President of Sony Entertainment, Daniel, President of Sony Columbia Records, and Hirai and others who talked with Song Ya about the merger of Sony's music copyright library and MJ's ATV copyright library.

The timing is sensitive, those who have hatred or not will not show anything on this occasion, let alone talk about work issues. Everyone has a ritual smile on their faces, shakes hands politely, and then greets the reporters. There was a big group photo in front of the camera, the two shook hands and took a group photo, and they were in a hurry.

"Have a chance to talk in detail, oh yes, Hirai, give one of our new gadgets to APLUS."

Idei Nobuyuki is a very well-rounded person. According to legend, the reason why he came to the position was because he helped Akio Morita's son solve a big trouble. Are you going to be a TV station? That will use this."

"Thanks."

Song Ya didn't know what gadgets he was talking about. Anyway, Sony often released all kinds of new electronic products that looked stupid. They simply ended the communication, said hello to Daniel, and then hurried to the airport and set off for New York State Albany, the capital, went to the dinner.

"Before I left, it was delivered by two notebook staff."

Mawota took out a large cardboard box from the trunk, and followed Song Ya into the cabin.

"DV? Oh, digital video cameras..."

Song Ya opened the box and took out a video camera with a model number of DCR-VX1000, "It seems to use a tape... the Mini one..."

He is still interested in electronic products. He has also starred in a movie and a dozen MVs. He quickly installed the batteries and tapes where they should be installed, and opened the lens cover and switch. "This is ready to shoot. ?” It’s not light, but it’s much easier to use than the most popular 8mm film-type portable video camera in the United States. Lift the handle and put it on your shoulder like a photographer, with one eye on the viewfinder and the lens on the inside of the cabin of……

Um? Why are Alicia and Ms. Sloane already there?

He quietly glared at Linda in displeasure, feeling bad, and approached the two women who were lowering their heads to deal with their paper work while taking pictures, "You don't have to go to Albany with me, you can rest in Washington for one more night."

"Small, I usually work sixteen hours a day." Ms. Sloan did not look up. "Don't forget that I am your political consultant. I heard Alicia say that you had a confrontation with Pierre Sutton last night. Believe me, you're going to need me in Albany."

"Okay okay, Alicia?"

Song Ya lowered the camera to shoot her face, "You have no work tonight, you can take a vacation, go back to Chicago and spend more time with your children."

"It's okay, I'll just go back to Chicago at random."

Alicia stacked the arranged documents into a pile, and just looked up at the camera, "Hey, I hate it, don't shoot me..." She smiled and separated the camera with her hands.

"It's okay, you are busy with your work."

The light coming in from the porthole was just right, Song Ya moved two steps to the side, and continued to shoot from a different angle, "Ahem!" He cleared his throat, imitating the tone of a news anchor and said: "The wife of the governor of Illinois, Alicia Fu Locke is on the plane on business... She is a beloved wife of the people of Illinois, and also the best lawyer and named partner of the law firm in Chicago..."

"Damn it, APLUS..." Alicia had no choice but to let it go, she rolled her eyes and went on with her own business.

Song Ya pushed the camera closer to her face, alas, the temperament is really good, mature professional women, this is another new field...

"You two..." Ms. Sloan frowned and looked at the two of them.

"What's wrong with us?" Song Ya turned around and patted the big-mouthed beauty.

"Forget it, it's nothing, just pretend I didn't say it." Ms. Sloan waved her hand, "APLUS, are you free?"

"Uh, it seems a little bit, I have to recharge my batteries and prepare for a big battle with Dingkins, the Sutton family, and the comptroller at night..."

The dinner arranged by Dinkins was actually at the home of the New York State Comptroller, Herman McCall.

"I seem to be dressed too grandly?" Ms. Sloan, who had changed into evening clothes, felt something was wrong as soon as she entered the door. The dinner guests were basically black men and women, and they were dressed more casually, as if they came here in a hurry after work. She was a little uneasy after being dressed up beside Song Ya.

She is so white that she shines in this room, very eye-catching.

"It's okay, it's just a party in the salon, please feel free." A black female aunt came over and introduced herself as Herman McCall's wife, "Little APLUS, welcome, Mr. Dingkins and the others are in the study, together Get up."

She didn't exchange much greetings, she led the way very simply, led the two of them through the crowd upstairs, and pushed open a heavy wooden door at the end of the corridor. There were a few black people sitting or standing inside. Song Ya knew Dingkins, Pa Father and son West and Pierre Sutton, and the Comptroller himself, who had done his homework beforehand. There are two black old men who don't know each other.

Pierre Sutton was still sitting in the innermost place angrily, while the others were very enthusiastic and seemed to be ready for battle. Song Ya put a smile on her face, "Mr. Dingkins, Mr. McCall, Mr. Sutton, Pierre." They shook hands separately.

"Cough cough."

Ms. Sloan gave a signal to help introduce one of the two black old men who Song Ya didn't know, "This is Mr. Rangel, the federal congressman from New York."

"Hello, Mr. Rangel." Song Ya smiled, feeling secretly upset. Didn't he say that there was no one in the Manhattan Gang? Why is there another congressman now?

"Ms. Sloan, didn't expect to see you in Albany, what? Jumped from a lobbying company to serve our African-American light?"

Rangel, with his gray hair and infectious smile, seemed to have dealt with Ms. Sloane.

"No, it's just advisory work." Sloan replied: "You have been very productive on the fundraising committee and the donkey caucus reform committee, the African American committee, the arts committee, and I have always respected you Rangel Sir, it's a pity that we haven't had a chance to cooperate yet."

She was deliberately reminding herself with words, fundraising? This Nima is a member of the House of Representatives with real power! Foreign aid recruited by the Manhattan Gang? Demonstrating against yourself? Show off your muscles? Song Ya was a little caught off guard. It seemed that he really made Pierre very angry yesterday.

"And this is Basil Patterson." Another black old man of Latin descent, Sloan, didn't know him either, so Dingkins helped introduce him.

"Patterson?"

Ms. Sloan seemed to remember, "Senator David Patterson of New York is your..."

"Haha, it's my son."

The old black man named Basil Patterson smiled proudly, "He will come over later, let's talk more about APLUS."

"Sit down." Dinkins motioned.

While sitting down, Sloan reminded Song Ya, "Rep. Rangel had a political break with Dingkins in the early years. This Basil Patterson seems to have been Secretary of State of New York..."

Fxxk, is this the true strength of the Manhattan Gang? Song Ya didn't doubt her previous judgment anymore. This was a grand feast for the other party to show off their muscles.

"Okay, let's talk frankly. Pierre said that you hollowed out the Washington branch of the Inner City Broadcasting Company? And you also intervened in Dorothy's black women's TV station?" Dingkins personally gave The two handed over the wine and asked.