Chicago 1990

The rich three generations moved too fast, as did the last acquisition of PolyGram. The speed surpassed everyone's expectations, and it was quite the essence of the art of war.

The endless water of Lake Michigan slapped the sandy beach of the Highland Park Pier. Song Ya put her hands in her pockets and looked far away, feeling a little frustrated.

"What are you thinking?" Ms. Sloan approached from behind.

"It's like setting up an ambush position carefully, but the enemy didn't pass by at all."

"Talking to the funds of Middle Easterners, it seems that the Bronfman family does not want to play the AOL capital game of mergers and acquisitions, but intends to exit directly?" Sloan asked.

"With tens of billions, people in the Middle East may not be able to afford it, so they dare to buy.

Song Ya replied: "They can't manage an entertainment media empire that is so important to the United States."

"So we need more intelligence."

"I'm just worried about this, Sloan, we have a killer move, and we always want to wait until the most reasonable, perfect, and most dramatic way to play, so we missed the opportunity..."

Song Ya said: "While the news has not spread, now leaking out the negative information of DefJam will also give potential buyers who are interested in taking over Seagram Universal to back down."

"Now? It's too early, right?"

"I'm afraid that hesitated and missed the opportunity..."

"Don't be blinded by hatred, APLUS, your main focus now should be on your own business. In any case, as long as we operate properly in the next few months, your net worth can steadily surpass the little Bronfman. Isn't that? It's considered revenge?"

Sloan persuaded: "For example, spend more time on your OpenDiary personal homepage to attract users. As long as the spin-off and listing of OpenDiary goes well, you will be stronger. Your Juniper will be listed soon, right? And those Huaguo Internet concept stocks."

"As long as I earn faster than I lose, then the things he caused me to lose so much money can be forgotten?"

Song Ya smiled, "I'm not reconciled..."

"Not reconciled? The Bronfman family would rather give up the Seagram wine business that has been in business for three generations?"

Sloan said: "They are also breaking their wrists to survive. The action of finding a home shows that they have a high probability of giving up the IPO. The situation at Seagram Global is definitely worse than outsiders think."

"So I'm afraid they are selling too fast, and they really succeeded in surviving... The evidence in our hands will become waste paper."

"Then throw it out immediately."

"But that's too cheap for them. I can't attack me, right? We haven't figured out what their intentions are... to sell part of it, or to sell it all? Or cash and share swap? I need more information. ."

"What mess... You said so funny..." Sloan turned and left, "I can't stand you anymore, just remember to do your homework! From now on, I will write at least three journals in OpenDiary every week...No, Four articles!"

"Alright, alright, I know..."

Song Ya glanced at her back, turned around and continued to be in a daze.

Unexpectedly, such arrogant and rich three generations would plan to sell all the family business. They did not expect that, except for face-to-face debates, they would be crushed by themselves, and they would be madly targeted at all kinds of uncomfortable people, such as themselves, Underwood, and others. Wei Gefen, other abilities seem to be above the standard, what does he want to do to get away from the world? Enter the prosperous Internet with large sums of cash?

In addition to DefJam's financial situation, he has also collected a lot of other black materials during this period. Most of them are aimed at the IPO of Seagram Universal Group. I did not expect to be slapped by him...

Will he really know that there is an ambush?

If you know, according to the three generations of rich personality, the revenge for turning around and vacating hands will definitely be more violent.

So Sloan was right. Anyway, he had to mix up before he sold the business. Don't wait and wait for it to be too late.

But must it be now?

When everything is gone, the DefJam file is thrown out. Universal has a lot of time to deal with it. I believe they can deal with it very well. At most, it will sell for hundreds of millions of dollars. For a business of tens of billions of dollars, it’s not enough to hurt your muscles and bones. early……

"Hayden." He called Hayden, who was lying on a beach chair basking in the sun, to his side. "What did David Geffen say?"

"He invited you to Los Angeles."

"Tell him I really can't spare time, and see if he wants to come to me."

"Uh……"

"Just ask, he is so anxious on the phone, haha... Our league needs him. He even follows the old Bronfman in France. Now he can't install it, and there is no need to install it."

David Geffen must know a lot of things he didn't know. At the beginning of the year, he was swept out of the world by the rich three generations who paid 600 million yuan. He definitely hated him.

Although David Geffen is now one of the Big Three in DreamWorks, before DreamWorks movies began to sell, his main influence in Hollywood and the recording industry in the first half of the nineties basically came from his good relationship with Universal Pictures. The relationship, the shares of Geffen Records, MCA Records, and Geffen Pictures are maintained. Geffen Pictures is his own, mainly relying on the power network built by the business related to Universal.

He is different from his own situation. He is playing art business a lot. He needs the soft power of contacts, face, influence and so on to help endorsement. Delinking from the world is equivalent to being cut off by the rich three generations and breaking up with 600 million dollars. Fei's account is now profitable, but in the final analysis it is always a little embarrassing...

Perhaps the news of Deutsche Bank was spread secretly by him, and his earlier suspicions were correct.

"Ok."

Hayden took out his cell phone to contact, and sure enough, "He will make time to come to Chicago as soon as possible."

"that's OK."

Behind her, Mira looked through the window on the second floor of the villa and stared at the man slowly pacing on the pier. The open Hawaiian shirt and beach pants were blowing in the breeze, and the dark elastic vest sat on the bulging muscles. At the top, the serious and focused look when thinking about things is particularly attractive, and I can't see enough.

She was looking at the scenery on the second floor, and Aunt Susie and Connie's mother and daughter in the room looked at her exactly the same with their cheeks.

"Mam, why did Alex turn his head back again?" Connie asked, looking at Mila's belly.

She is about to give birth. The due date is next month. Song Ya picked her up last month.

"Haha, didn't he just go around between several women?" Aunt Susie rolled her eyes. The mother and daughter had a bad temper at the beginning, and they had the same impression of Mila who had separated and merged with Song Ya, "Raxi When will Da come over?"

"Ren's school hasn't closed yet... Harvard, it's not Howard University where Emily was studying. I always ran home in short trips."

"Ugh!"

Aunt Susie was sighing, "Susie, Connie..." Seeing Hallie lazily entering the door, she said hello and walked to Mila, "Mila, don't have to stand up, oh, it feels bigger. Have fun? Let me listen!" Putting her ear on Mila's belly like a girlfriend, she smiled and listened to the fetal sound.

"Hey! APLUS!" Then she also saw Song Ya on the dock, waved and greeted loudly.

"Hey, here comes..."

Song Ya appeared very quickly, hugging Harry from behind very naturally, and the two leaned close to Mila, laughing and chatting casually.

The mother and daughter looked at the harmonious scene of the three and blinked at the same time.

At the same time, outside the door of a California prison, the cow-shaped Sugnet received personal belongings such as pants, red blood gang sweaters, gold watches, gold chains, etc. from the prison guards.

He was a little lame, and he was stabbed in his leg, hurting his bones.

He just nodded what the prison guard said, and after completing the formalities silently without a word, he changed into the orange prison uniform and put on the sweater and other things slowly.

The iron door opened, and the prison guards routinely warned him to turn a deaf ear~www.ltnovel.com~ Limped and walked out, the California sun is very poisonous, he squinted his eyes and looked up at the blue sky.

"BOSS."

A younger brother carrying a large LV travel bag greeted him.

"Yo..." He hugged each other, and then raised his chin while waiting for the lawyer and other boys in front of the extended luxury car.

"Go to the place of work and check in on time, and report to the parole officer on time. You must not leave Los Angeles under any circumstances. Don't violate the parole regulations this time, otherwise no one will be able to save you."

The lawyer pulled the car door to remind.

"OK, thanks."

He grabbed his handcuffed wrist and got into the car with his head down.

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