Chapter 741? Opening Champagne

The latest website: Now there are indeed many people who serve themselves directly and indirectly. In the negotiation of the capital injection of the inner city broadcasting company, there is a whole team from Alicia Law Firm, Ms. Sloan, her own political consultant, and a team from Morningstar, including Dr. Chen. The three-person team, Roger Ibbotson, one of the founders of Morningstar, will also occasionally ask questions, plus the Coopers accounting firm that has cooperated for many years. The large conference room at the main station was full.

The cost of hiring them is huge, and the credit is to help me understand the inner city broadcasting company more deeply, and increase the capital injection from 30 million to 28 million. The expected shareholding has increased by about seven points, and the power of the board of directors has increased. It is generally worthwhile to get the right to partly split, merge and sell the company's assets, and to avoid some small pits involving related guarantees of this company.

"Hi everyone, thanks for your hard work."

When Mariah Carey entered the door and saw the battle, she instantly turned into the proprietress, greeted with a smile, and asked the female assistant to send a circle of gifts, each with a big envelope.

"No, what did you give?" Song Ya didn't know that she would give anything beforehand.

"Family tickets to your New York concert at the end of the year and MTV's unplugged concert," she replied.

Uh, the choice is quite appropriate? The gift was not worth much, but it was appreciated.

"It's better to tell me first next time..."

Just reminding in a low voice, "Hi, Mrs. Flock, we meet again." She had already squeezed her throat and hugged Alicia, "Thank you for helping my husband."

"Thank you Mr. APLUS for your generosity, Mrs. Song." Alicia was a little tight in her arms, and she quietly passed a signal of inquiry to Song Ya through her eyes through her shoulders.

The female assistant was still watching from the sidelines, but Song Yazhuang didn't see it.

"Is this Ms. Sloane? Oh, you're beautiful." She hugged Sloan again.

"Is this a stereotype?"

Sloan, a staunch feminist, was less appreciative, "I'd rather be recognized by you as a professional."

"Hehe, no, you are really beautiful." She turned her head after answering, and rolled her eyes at Song Ya quietly.

"Hey..." Song Ya laughed silly.

"Thank you then.

’ Sloane shook her hand again.

"Hello, hello..." She shook hands with everyone else in the conference room.

"APLUS..."

Pierre Sutton poked his head over from the door and saw Mariah Carey, "Wow, Mrs. Song is here too, just in time, come to my office?"

"Hey, Pierre."

She came back and hugged Pierre again, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see, what's the matter? Do you two want to accept an exclusive radio interview with us?" Pierre took the opportunity to invite.

"Okay, when? As long as it doesn't affect me and APLUS going to the White House to meet with the commander-in-chief, hehe." She showed off.

"No, how about this afternoon?"

"Okay, but don't play surprise attack."

"No, we are our own people..."

Pierre took the two of them to his meeting room, "I admire your team's professional APLUS, but..." he said while pouring wine, "I still have to tell you that your team calculated it for you. There is a certain gap between the asking price and your opponent."

"Thanks."

Song Ya took the amber whiskey glass casually, "I spent a lot of money on this team, and I trust them Pierre. Of course, it is your right to accept whoever offers, and I have no intention of commenting."

After reaching a secret deal with Federal Congressman Rangel, Pierre actually couldn't make the decision anymore, but he probably didn't know it yet, and Song Ya didn't intend to expose it in person.

"It's disgusting dear..."

Mariah Carey spoke again, "The Beverly Hills mansion I'm looking at also needs this money, can't you follow my idea?"

Song Ya was amused by his little trick of helping to bargain, and deliberately cooperated with a stern face, "Stop making trouble, really think we have endless money!?"

"I want to buy it, I want to buy it." He pinched the hem of his little husband's T-shirt and shook it coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, really! Pierre is watching us, if the deal doesn't work, buy it, okay?"

"That's about the same."

She winked behind Pierre's back to take credit, then turned her head and said contrivedly: "I'm sorry Pierre, our house in Malibu is too small, you have been there, although there are nice beaches... but my house in Hollywood It’s coming up and you really need a viewing room there, like the ones in Highland Park and Bedford Hills.”

"I understand, I understand."

Why couldn't Pierre see it, so he could only respond with a smile, "In short, we still prefer to cooperate with your husband and wife. In this way, there will be a salon at my house in the evening, and Mr. Dingkins and Mr. Rangel will be there. , let’s go together, they are busy people just like you, and hope to settle the business as soon as possible, we’d better decide today.”

"Your team doesn't have any new ideas about capital injection contracts either, right? APLUS." he asked.

"Probably not." Song Ya nodded.

"It will also save you some labor costs by negotiating as soon as possible. I know they are expensive." Pierre Sutton said.

"Haha, yes, those people just sit there and do nothing, and they burn tens of thousands of dollars of my and Mimi's money every day."

Song Ya smiled.

"Come on all night, and I'll call Mr. Dinkins right away."

"Cheers! Cheers!"

In the afternoon, they were flattered by the host during the interview with the headquarter of New York. In the evening, the two appeared in the neighbor of Bedford Hills, Percy Sutton's house. Choose yourself, Sutton and his son did not make any resistance, and everyone happily opened champagne.

"When the capital injection is completed, you will immediately have four directors of APLUS. Dorothy and I will support you when the board of directors is re-elected at the end of the year. The chairman will be yours if nothing happens."

Dingkins and Dorothy’s black women’s TV station each have a director. In the eleven-member board, plus Song Ya’s four seats, the chairman of Parcy Sutton’s inner city broadcasting company can be re-elected smoothly. Of course, this is under the condition that everyone has a tacit understanding, "But Pierre will still be in charge of specific company management until the re-election at the end of 1999, we have negotiated." Dingkins said.

"Well, it's a good deal."

Song Ya raised his wine glass and gave a guarantee, "I wish our cooperation a smooth one."

"Smooth cooperation."

Everyone drank their glasses of wine together, "APLUS, after this deal is completed, you will be the king of black media in Manhattan. It is really enviable to achieve this achievement at such a young age." Dorothy, who came from Baltimore, complimented.

When a New Yorker introduces himself to outsiders, if he says he is from New York, he is likely to come from the countryside of the greater New York area. If he introduces himself from New York City, he is most likely to be from Brooklyn and Queens. Manhattanites generally say directly He's from Manhattan, he's a real-city guy, so the hat is pretty comfortable for Song Ya to wear, especially for Mariah Carey who grew up in New York, "Remember? At that Grammy celebration dinner , I said that I want to become the queen of New York, but I didn't expect to achieve it in this way." She leaned on Song Ya, looked at her little husband with fascination and said.

"The black media is nothing more than the true king of New York."

Song Ya pretended to be aggressive to his wife.

"Anyway, congratulations, back then I couldn't have imagined today," she said.

"Congratulations, this is ours."

Song Ya clinked glasses with her, "By the way, drink less dear."

"Hate, double standard!"

"APLUS, Miss Kelly!"

Percy Sutton invited many New York African-American celebrities to their home today. NAS father Jones and Atlantic Records' black executive Steven were also invited. The two old men had already drank a lot and came over with glasses of champagne. , "Damn it, can you imagine Jones, APLUS is going to take down the Inner City Broadcasting Company!"

"It's capital injection..." Song Ya smiled and reminded Steven who was shouting loudly.

"M-Fxxk doesn't care, I knew you could do it, ever since I first saw you in the record company, I knew you would be a big deal!" Steven put his arms around him and said loudly.

Uh, I remember you, an old boy, couldn't understand my nitpicking at the time, saying that I was a white mixed race, and that I hired a white agent to pick up white girls. Is it not my own? Don't think I don't remember! Song Ya thought carefully.

"Speak to everyone, APLUS! Hey, everyone, everyone!"

Old Jones ran to the spiral staircase of Sutton's house and knocked on the cup, "Everyone knows that I like APLUS very much. My son, NAS, has been brothers with him for many years. Let us applaud him and say two words to everyone. How about a sentence?"

"This old thing can't be counted if you drink too much..." Dinkins was robbed of his job, the former New York mayor grumbled dissatisfied.

"I'm not prepared..." Song Ya smiled and waved her hands.

"Go." Mariah Carey pushed him out of the crowd.

"Let's say a few words to his family, just to officially announce our deal." Rangel also persuaded.

"Alright alright……"

Seeing everyone gathered around, Song Ya had no choice but to stand where Old Jones left him, "Uh, where do I start..."

He smiled and bowed his head, then smiled and said, "Let's start from the beginning. I remember when I was fifteen years old, I came to Manhattan for the first time. At that time, I was just a poor kid in Chicago. To tell you the truth, I just Even the clothes on my body are second-hand..."

"It was Mimi who gave me firm support. We joined hands to work hard on the road of music. It was she who always encouraged me to strive for a higher and more prominent position. We have experienced many setbacks and difficulties together, but we have persisted. Thank you Mimi..."

"And Steven and Mr. Jones, thank you for helping me gain a firm foothold in the New York music circle..."

"Of course, and Mr. Dinkins, I firmly support your vision of a gorgeous mosaic of New York, a world of diversity..."

"I also really miss the years when you were in charge of New York. Mimi and I could always show up at the New Year's countdown in Times Square, performing the song Heart of Empire..."

"I am also very grateful to Mr. Rangel for his years of hard work in Congress for the benefit of Manhattan and the African-American community, serving all..."

"Of course there are also Passy and Pierre, thank you for your hard service to the company these years, and I believe that we will cooperate well in the future..."

After opening his mouth after a speech, he spread the points crazily, "Thank you, thank you everyone." Song Ya gave a very satisfied greeting at the end.

"You're awesome, honey."

Mariah Carey's eyes were already staring, and she snuggled into her little husband's arms adoringly.

Power is the best aphrodisiac. The focused eyes of those black leaders in New York just now made him feel a little blissful, "Take me to the bathroom." Song Ya said in his wife's ear.

"Aw!"

After being brought to the door, Song Yalue pushed it in a little roughly, and the two men inside hurriedly finished, holding back their laughter and hurried away.

"You're too much." She held onto the sink in refusal, twisted her body in a light evening dress into an S-shaped curve, bit her lips lightly, and brushed her long hair, "They'll go out and talk nonsense. "

"What can outsiders say? We are husband and wife..."

Song Ya stared at her aggressively, approaching her step by step while admiring her.

"Don't come here, stay away from me..."

She touched the sink and backed away step by step, but her increasingly heavy breathing and rising and falling chest completely betrayed herself.

"Really? Sutton and his son announced at home just now? Are we out?"

On the other side of New York, Russell Simmons heard the news on the phone, and said to Jones Jones with a complicated expression: "They have decided to accept the capital injection from APLUS."

"Fxxk, what did I say? Sutton and his son have been using us to lower the price of APLUS!" Quincy Jones angrily threw the magazine in his hand to the ground.

"That's fine, anyway, one of our goals is to make that kid jump into the pit with more blood, isn't it?"

Russell Simmons rolled his eyes, opened the door and greeted the servants at home, "Bring a bottle of champagne in, I want to celebrate with Quincy, oh, yes..."

He thought for a while and called the servant, "Is there still a phone number for the real estate agent in Long Island? Let him call me."