Chapter 793? PLUS!

The next day, just after nightfall, celebrities gathered at the Highland Park family, tacitly celebrating APLUS's official entry into the American Regal Club.

"The 300th place, that is to say, there are only 299 people ahead of him in the whole meter now."

The former general manager of Bain Chemical looked at the money printing machine, and looked at Song Ya and his wife who were being complimented by the crowd in the distance, "He is a good material for doing business. I feel that the Chinese in his genes are greater than the blacks. Look at the world's richest list, four Chinese."

"Ah, be careful what you say."

O'Grady, who accompanied him, smiled. Over the years, he and Song Ya have cooperated tacitly, and his personal wealth and status in Northern Trust have risen steadily. He even imitated Song Ya's shares and proportions, repackaged a portfolio and pushed it to 401K enterprise annuity customers have received unanimous praise.

"I'm sorry." The former general manager of Bain Chemical immediately apologized.

"If you want me to say, this kid is born knowing, and I am completely convinced now." The more O'Grady looked at Song Ya, the more he liked it, "Oh, by the way, how is your side?"

"No, the vice president of Dow, who led the acquisition of Bahn Chemical, resigned 'voluntarily' a few days ago, and now the fluorescent stick product line has become a business that the head office doesn't bother to take a look at."

The former general manager of Bahn Chemical replied: "Book...we can't compete at all, and sales are declining."

"How would you feel if the factory was still in APLUS's hands?" O'Grady asked.

"Judging by reason, it should end up worse than in Dow's hands. After all, he has no ability to limit the competition of the book. But... who knows, maybe he can create another miracle like creating the demand for a fluorescent party out of thin air? "The former general manager of Bain Chemical shook his head and smiled wryly.

"In other words, he shot the chemical plant in a timely manner, following my suggestion." O'Grady smiled smugly.

"Dow paid him 100 million." The former general manager of Bain Chemical sighed.

"By the way, I heard that Dow packaged its patents and dumped them to a company registered overseas to avoid taxation? You can maintain profits and stock prices when revenues decline." O'Grady took the opportunity to inquire.

"I don't know about that." The former general manager of Bain Chemical laughed.

"Hey, Mr. O'Grady." DeLay, president of A+ Audio, joined in.

"Now the situation is,

After the successful listing of Netscape, other Internet stocks were listed in succession, and each of them achieved very good results. Other companies that did not have plans to go public also stepped up. It seemed that the Internet boom was really coming. Delay, I heard you own an American music website? Is there a chance? ' asked O'Grady.

"Not yet, at least not next year." DeLay said with a smile: "I don't see the possibility of profit at all."

"You don't want to wait until you get the equity incentive from APLUS in 1997, do you?"

O'Grady stared at him and smiled meaningfully.

"Haha, how is it possible." Dilai took a sip of his wine.

"He was generous with you," O'Grady said.

"That's right, but you know, if I hadn't advised him to set up his own synthetic audio company, there would be no such thing as A+ Audio now. I also discovered DTS by checking audio patents, and his other investments in the technology industry. Many of them were helped by me in the early stage." Delay replied.

"Well, I understand."

O'Grady didn't continue this topic, but instead asked: "Have you heard of another PLUS? Microsoft's Plus! for Windows 95 patch package, which was released shortly after Windows 95 went public, and it included the Netscape browser IE1.0 is free, and Microsoft is going to attack Netscape head-on, right? That’s why Netscape’s stock price is hovering in front of the $100 threshold, and now Mark Anderson will sneer at Microsoft whenever he is interviewed.”

"Not necessarily. The essence of IE is the mosaic browser Microsoft bought from UIUC. The work written by Mark Anderson in college had a good market share more than a year ago, but after so many iterations of Netscape browser, the functions have disappeared. It's not enough to watch at all, too far behind, it shouldn't be a threat."

DeLay replied: "If the market is worried about this and Netscape's stock price is less than a hundred dollars, as people get more and more familiar with IE, I believe that Netscape browser will be more sought after."

"In other words, if Microsoft doesn't give a follow-up response, Netscape's stock price may break through 100 dollars, or even higher?" O'Grady asked.

"That's how I feel, but don't believe me, I'm just a manager who turned from rock to hip-hop and then to IT." Delay joked with him.

"Cross-border master."

O'Grady laughed, and then heard the sound of someone knocking on the wine glass, "Let's go too, APLUS is going to give a speech."

"I'm a poor kid from South City. I remember wearing second-hand clothes when I first went to Manhattan..."

The couple who had already drunk a lot cheered and supported each other, and Song Ya held the wine glass in his hand and began to repeat the reading proficiently.

But it doesn't matter. After the speech, there was a lot of applause.

"Sorry, I'm going to take a rest over there..."

After a brief exchange, the two staggered back to the master bedroom, and then it must be a fire.

"I love you so much."

Mariah Carey, who was served extremely comfortably, had beautiful eyes and kissed the man like a chicken pecking at rice, "My husband is the smartest and most powerful man in the world, it's great that you can forgive me, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo "

"Hey, don't you dare next time?" Song Ya accepted it frankly.

"Uh-huh."

The two lingered for a while, Song Ya hugged her from behind, her drunken eyes gradually recovered, "Can we talk now?"

"What?"

"Why, pretend not to remember?"

"I'm drunk."

"Remind you, copyright."

"I have to ask this again, no one really taught me..."

"Hey, I can guess it if you don't tell me, your godmother, Patty Labelle, right?"

"It's not her..."

"Oh? Who is that? It can't be Motura!? Huh?"

"Don't pinch me, no, I don't even care about him."

"Your brother Morgan?"

"Why... why do you think it's him? It's funny, he doesn't understand these things."

"Sandy Glenn? Or his friend David Geffen?"

"Okay, okay, don't guess, I didn't lie to you, no one taught me..."

"Not good."

"Really, do you think others can think of things that I can't think of myself?"

She happily pulled the man's hand to her chest and hugged it tightly, "I want to show you some color, so I immediately asked an accountant to help me. I don't ask anyone, and I will kill you with one blow! Awesome? I can also be How can people from DIVA know nothing about copyright issues? Humph, I know that I can hurt you, I know my husband, and no one knows why you will be angry better than me."

"Oh?" Song Ya's eyes flashed.

"I lied to you as a puppy."

She proudly said: "Who doesn't know that my song copyright will follow you if I leave ATV and Sony's large copyright library, my income will drop? I didn't agree to it before to please you, hehe, since you are my If you want to hook up with your ex-girlfriend in the face, then wait to die, and you will be mad at you!"

"Wow wow wow wow..." Song Ya twisted his hands lightly, "I almost forgot that you are also a DIVA who worked hard all the way from the bottom."

"Of course, who am I, I'm no dumber than Whitney Houston."

She was complacent, "Oh! I hate it, take it easy!"

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