Back to 80: My Literary Life

When they got up the next morning, Fang Rui and Fang Le took a car to Liu Yifei's house. Xinxin also insisted on playing with her brother and sister, so Fang Minghua agreed.

Anyway, Liu Xiaoli was there to play with them, so he felt relieved.

At almost three o'clock in the afternoon, a black Mercedes drove into the Amber Mountain Manor and parked at the door of the villa.

Butler York went to open the door and saw Spielberg in a suit and tie coming out of the back row. Fang Minghua and his wife stood at the door of the manor and looked at him with smiles on their faces.

After shaking hands with each other, Spielberg looked at the surrounding scenery and said with emotion: "Mr. Fang, this is a good place."

Fang Minghua smiled and said, "I heard that your villa is located in Palisades, Los Angeles. It is also a beautiful town. Are you lucky enough to let me visit?"

"Okay, okay."

Afternoon tea was not held in the villa, but in the garden in front of the villa. Someone had already prepared tables and chairs, and the three of them sat down separately.

In addition to black tea, there are some snacks and milk on the table, which is very rich.

The weather is relatively good today, the sun is warm, the breeze is not dry, and there are some cashmere blue and American white tea around which are really beautiful. It is very comfortable for everyone to sit in the garden.

"Try it, this is Earl Gray black tea. The tea leaves come from Lapsang Souchong tea in Chong'an, Fujian, my country, and the spices come from the Calabre region of Italy. It is carefully prepared. You can add some milk if you need it." Fang Minghua said with a smile. .

Spielberg shook his head: "Thank you, I like pure ones." After speaking, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and praised: "It tastes really good, pure!"

"If you like purity, then drink our Chinese tea. West Lake Longjing, Dahongpao, and Biluochun lack some essence, but have more real tea aroma."

"Okay, I will definitely taste it when I get the chance."

After a few people chatted for a while, Fang Minghua naturally brought the topic to the sale of DreamWorks, with a concerned look on his face: "Mr. Spielberg, your DreamWorks produced "Saving Private Ryan", "Gladiator", "War of the Worlds" and " "The Lion King" and other masterpieces, how could you think of selling them?"

Spielberg chuckled, with some helplessness on his face: "Mr. Fang, you only see the achievements of DreamWorks in movies, but our company also operates television programs, home video entertainment, records, books, toys, etc., and these To tell you the truth, we are basically in a state of loss.”

Fang Minghua was stunned for a while.

I never expected that DreamWorks would venture into so many industries! It seems that the company's financial crisis is not just due to problems in the film and television industry.

Diversity kills people.

After coming back to his senses, Fang Minghua said: "Universal Pictures is one of the eight major film companies in Hollywood, and its parent company, General Electric, is even richer. There is a saying in China that it is good to enjoy the shade under a big tree. DreamWorks will definitely do it again in the future. Create brilliance!”

Spielberg shook his head after hearing this, with a sarcastic expression on his face: "GE is indeed wealthy, but that Jeff Immelt is very stingy. We have obviously reached an agreement with Meyer, but when Jeff He was rejected there - he couldn't bear to spend the money."

Fang Minghua immediately understood something after hearing this.

Meyer, the president of NBCUniversal Films, has a close relationship with Spielberg. He wanted to get his good friend to join him, but Jeff stopped him.

In a word, it's still a question of money.

"Mr. Spielberg, can you tell me how much you are going to charge?" Fang Minghua took the opportunity to ask.

"Our asking price is not much, 1.5 billion US dollars, part of which will be paid in cash, and the other part will be used by Universal to repay the debt owed by DreamWorks. However, Jeff Immelt said that according to the accounting team's review of DreamWorks' financial statements and financial statements from previous years, After fully accounting for the assets and liabilities, it is only worth one billion," Spielberg replied, picking up the tea cup and taking a sip of tea.

It’s exactly as the industry rumors say!

Fang Minghua also picked up the tea cup, and Song Tangtang said softly again, this time in Chinese: "Minghua, I have also heard about this. Some people say that Jeff lowers prices, mainly because he considers the entertainment industry with the acquisition of enterprises in the industrial field. It is not suitable for the entertainment industry at all and does not fully consider the value of Spielberg’s role as a director.”

It seems to have this meaning?

Fang Minghua nodded after hearing this.

When Spielberg saw Song Tangtang mumbling in front of Fang Minghua, he suddenly thought of something and asked:

"Mr. Fang, why are you so interested in this matter?"

Fang Minghua smiled and said, "Mr. Spielberg, since that Jeff is so stingy, how about we do this business? I am willing to buy your DreamWorks for US$1.5 billion!"

"You, acquire DreamWorks?!" Mr. Spielberg's eyes widened in surprise: "Is it the acquisition of Shengshi Film and Television? As far as I know, although Shengshi Film and Television is the largest film and television company in China, can it come up with fifteen Billion? Sir, it’s not RMB, it’s US dollars!”

Fang Minghua smiled slightly: "It's not Shengshi Film and Television, it's me personally."

"You personally?!" Spielberg was even more surprised and looked even more disbelieving.

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Fang Minghua didn't explain, but took out his mobile phone and made a call, which was to Phillips.

"Phillips, send the basic information about Xijing Investment to your email address."

"OK, I'll do it right away."

"Minghua, you chat with Spielberg while I go get the information." At this time, Song Tangtang stood up, smiled at Spielberg, and then hurried into the villa.

"Come, drink tea." Fang Minghua picked up the tea cup and greeted slowly.

Spielberg hurriedly picked up the tea cup, but how could he have any intention of drinking tea at this time? A pair of eyes looked at Fang Minghua suspiciously.

1.5 billion US dollars!

My God, not to mention China, just in the United States, there are not many people who casually take out 1.5 billion in cash!

Song Tangtang didn't keep the two of them waiting. Ten minutes later, he took out a piece of information and handed it to Spielberg.

"Mr. Spielberg, this is the basic information of Xijing Investment Company, which I invested and established alone. It is publicly disclosed on the website of the Federal Securities and Exchange Commission. If you don't believe it, you can check it."

Spielberg took it and looked at it carefully, and saw that it said the registered capital was US$7.5 billion, investing in bonds, stocks, real estate, gold, etc.

"I'm a timid person and don't dare to play futures. I just have some very conservative investment projects and maintain considerable cash flow." Fang Minghua explained with a smile: "Tangtang, let Spielberg take a look. The balance of funds in our fund account.”

Song Tangtang immediately handed over a piece of information, which was a financial list. As of yesterday, the cash balance in the account was approximately US$2.5 billion.

In a word, it is more than enough to acquire your DreamWorks!

Spielberg was completely shocked when he saw this information.