American Fortune Life

"What are you talking about that makes everyone so happy?"

After entertaining the guests, Michael Bloomberg came over with a glass of red wine and joined in with a smile.

"We're talking about "Stupid Birds Fly First", and Andy's ability to make money, hehe, it's really admirable that a random idea can generate huge profits."

"Indeed, Andy, you are a genius, but your game is really torturous. During this period of time, when I take the subway to work, I will see that the whole subway is addicted to it, and there are often yelling and scolding."

Michael Bloomberg's words made everyone chuckle again, but Andy could hear a trace of worry and disgust in his words. Compared with Andy, he just curled his lips, shrugged and said helplessly: "I also thought about getting off the shelf, Choose to let the game kill itself, but my CEOs reject my proposal..."

Andy never left the face of the old guy Michael Bloomberg, just hoping to see the expression changes he made to what he said. Sure enough, when he heard what Andy said, the corner of the old guy's mouth twitched obviously. Dee knew that was disdain.

"The company is yours, and you should stick to it."

"Hehe, Michael, this is not my business philosophy. I chose all the CEOs. I believe in their abilities. Monopoly will make people narrow their vision, which is not good for the company."

Andy's words made several people present nod in agreement, but Michael Bloomberg's pupils shrank slightly, but the smile on his face was still kind, and he smiled at everyone: "Sorry, everyone, Andy, I think we should talk talk."

"Hehe, of course, I'm looking forward to it. I'm sorry, everyone, excuse me." Andy smiled and raised his glass with everyone. After taking a sip, he nodded at Ivana, and then he and Michael Bloomberg looked on. Walk slowly up to the second floor.

In the quaint and heavily decorated study room, Andy and Michael Bloomberg sat across a small round table, facing each other on comfortable chairs with semicircular backs.

"Thank you." Andy took the cigar that the old guy was roasting, lit it with a lighter between his fingers, and took a light breath to exhale the smoke.

"Young man, we don't have to go around in circles, what do you want?"

Michael Bloomberg, who lit his cigar, squinted his eyes slightly in the smog, and said straight to the point.

"Hehe, in fact, Mr. Bloomberg, you don't have to be nervous. I'm just optimistic about the future of Bloomberg. It is a high-quality asset. After all, the impact of the subprime mortgage crisis is getting worse and the dollar has depreciated too much..."

Hearing Andy's explanation, Bloomberg and Andy looked at each other noncommittally, and said after a few seconds: "Bloomberg is my life's painstaking effort, I will not give it up to others, Andy Smith, I hope you Able to stop and continue to acquire shares in the hands of other shareholders at a premium..."

"Hehe..." Andy didn't care about the staring of the old guy at all, leaned back comfortably on the back of the chair, looked at Michael's serious old face, exhaled a puff of smoke, and laughed lightly, but he was still very upset inside, Ni Ma, it was discovered by this old guy.

In fact, this old fox was not idle. When he knew that Merrill Lynch was going to sell the 30% of the shares, he immediately called to ask for redemption. But at that time, Andy had already signed the agreement with Merrill Lynch and it had already taken effect. If Merrill Lynch doesn't want to accompany Andy with 3.3 billion, then he can only fulfill the agreement honestly.

Perhaps without the appearance of Andy, the old guy in front of him could really turn Bloomberg back into a private company that he suspends, but it is still a limited company and still has a board of directors. Although he has more than half of the shares, it is not him Can cover the sky with one hand.

"Since I am optimistic about the future of Bloomberg, I will naturally not be satisfied with this shareholding. Of course, more investment is better. Unfortunately, I am not the only one who is optimistic about Bloomberg." Andy shrugged helplessly, feeling a little regretful. He opened his hands and said.

"I hope you can stop the acquisition. Keeping the number of shareholders on the board of directors at five is good for the company. You have broken the original balance. I hope you can take out the 3% to sell to the company.

The company will add an additional 10% premium to your acquisition as an incentive for the company's management shares. . . "

"If you also take out the same shares to join, I have no objection!"

"The company is mine!"

"There is no doubt about this, I don't deny it! But how can it be? Ha ha."

Andy looked at Michael Bloomberg, who was staring at him with a sullen face, and blew out the smoke with a sneer. The outside world's evaluation of the old guy in front of him was correct. He had a strong control over YU, and he would often Ask some provocative questions to his subordinates to force them to obey him.

The old guy wanted to oppress him in terms of momentum, it was just a daydream, he was really in a hurry, he used the big shareholder to bully other shareholders, harmed the company's interests, and asked to dissolve the company, of course, at that time, he would kill a thousand enemies himself The eight hundred fish were dead and the net was broken, and the old fox would never let such a thing happen, and the two of them are just trying to confront each other at present.

Hearing Andy's sneer, Michael Bloomberg didn't show any excitement, but his face was still gloomy. It was obvious that he didn't care about Andy's sarcasm. The old guy is already at this age, and no one has seen it before. The mayor of New York who has been sitting for so many years is an old fox. He also knows how difficult Andy Smith is, and he was stunned when he tried it.

"I have served two terms as mayor of New York City, and I have stayed away from corporate management during this period. I don't want the company to have major turmoil or get caught in a power game. I hope that your joining will make Bloomberg stronger, not Bloomberg. Wanted to take it from me."

"You worry too much. You will continue to be the mayor. After three terms, you can even stand in the US presidential election as an independent candidate. It will be a miracle. You have money, connections, influence, and political achievements. , why not, hehe."

Andy boasted maliciously, drawing a pie for the old guy, a pie that could almost choke to death.

Michael Bloomberg's gaze narrowed slightly. To be honest, what Andy was talking about was also his future plan. He is not short of money, and political aspirations are his life pursuit.

"Andy, tell me, what do you want? Don't tell me it's just an investment, VP? Or something else? Give me an answer."

Andy didn't care about the old fox's strong address and tone. He wasn't really young and energetic, so he said with a smile on his face: "A vice president's position, but there must be a responsible project." , then give me the Bloomberg website!"

The smoky study fell into a brief silence, and Andy was still holding a goblet with a smile on his face, shaking it, watching the red wine in the glass rippling, but from the corner of his eye, he kept watching the old fox with his eyes closed and thinking.

To be honest, Michael Bloomberg really doesn’t care about Bloomberg’s website. In his opinion, Bloomberg doesn’t need a website at all. In his eyes, focusing on services for traders is the value of this company, and The media is just a means to get more traffic and attract more corporate executives to buy its terminal business.

The actual financial report also shows that the company’s media business will cost Bloomberg LP hundreds of millions of dollars every year, and the vast majority of Bloomberg LP’s annual revenue of more than 9 billion US dollars comes from its financial data terminal.

"The vice president in charge of the media business, the Bloomberg website can be established as a subsidiary company, financially consolidated, but be responsible for its own profits and losses!"

Finally, the old fox decided to stabilize the wolf who was already uncomfortable and stood at home. To be honest, he has been alienated from the management of the company over the years. It may not be a good thing to have such a greedy wolf come in to disrupt the situation. The manager, he is a bit disgusted, once at a company meeting, because of the company's media business differences, his CEO experience dared to speak out to ridicule him for being outdated, damn bastard, did he forget who is paying him?

"Happy cooperation!" Andy was ecstatic in his heart. He didn't know that in the eyes of Michael Bloomberg, the media business is a money-losing product, just a tool to increase the company's influence, and the website is something that loses money and should not exist. As far as Andy is concerned, what the old guy doesn't want is what he values ​​most.

"Which shares?"

Andy, who shook hands with the old fox, chuckled and said, "I am very optimistic about Bloomberg, and I will not sell shares. If it is a share incentive, I have no objection, provided that everyone takes out the shares together!"

Hearing Andy's answer, Michael Bloomberg felt embarrassed. This young man is really hard to deal with, and he won't let go of the 10% premium! As for that old friend who sold his shares at the sight of money, he has already blacklisted him!

Hehe, how could it be so easy to spit it out after eating it! Andy looked at the beating wrinkles on the old guy's face, and sneered in his heart.