Chicago 1990

"Man hates you for the Son of Man, rejects you, insults you, and abandons your name..."

The old rules, the black female bail judge read the cut for a while, and then stared at it.

Song Ya in the wheelchair lightly tapped his head and smiled hard at her. His eyes and expressions were respectful, confident and calm, but after opening his mouth, there was only a slight'ho ho...' sound in his throat, as if I want to say something, but I can't say it.

After working hard for about ten seconds, his expression turned lonely, his head tilted to the side with exhaustion, he took a deep breath, and his chest kept rising and falling.

Sloan took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"Ugh!"

The judge sighed and asked the lawyers of PGE Law Firm, "Is there any valid reason for rushing to go abroad?"

"We are going to Tokyo to visit an authority on rehabilitation medicine."

The PGE lawyer submitted the document, "This is a certificate issued by the University of Chicago Medical Center. This is the doctor's information and appointment documents... Mr. APLUS may drop by to see his business partner again."

"Temporary short-term permission to go abroad, report all itineraries in advance, and will be accompanied by a bail supervisor."

The judge hammered the hammer neatly after examining the documents.

"Hey..." Song Ya was pleased after the door closed.

"Really missing Jin Wexler?" Sloan asked.

Maybe Goodman really wanted to keep his younger brother Jimmy in charge at the beginning, but he didn't expect that Jimmy was'scared' by Cochrane so that he didn't know where to go, so Goodman and Hamlin had to put the law firm employees... now It's a former employee, Jimmy's girlfriend Jin Wexler sent over.

Jimmy has a lot of crooked ideas like the 3DFX trio, but he is less timid than them, and even more timid. His personal accountant, Song Asheng, was threatened by Goodman when he was transferred to the court for a ruling. The family ran to Australia with all their mouths.

"No, I won't see anyone before I get 3DFX, help me withdraw all appointments." Song Ya replied.

"Don't you see your lovers either? Halle Berry, Amy Adams... and those girls I don't know... many people came."

Sloan asked again: "Don't answer the phone? It's kind of cruel."

"Why do you speak a bit like my ex-wife now?" Song Ya expressed doubts.

"is it?"

Sloan was stunned, and quickly returned to frosty, "And the senior managers under your banner, none of them?"

"Nothing."

The convoy returned to Highland Park, "Hey, long time no see..." Song Ya greeted another black man in a wheelchair affectionately.

The bodyguard who was amputation in the car accident in Beverly Hills was just discharged from the hospital not long ago. Song Ya asked Old Mike to hire him back as the head of security here. Most of the time, he only stayed in the monitoring room, sitting in front of the closed-circuit television and using the walkie-talkie to direct his subordinates. Work.

The relatives of Xue Linfen were all sent away privately by her. The security work was not difficult. The old Mike must be there when he was there, and it was the old Mike who made the decision.

"Thank you, Mr. APLUS."

Although the two legs were "sold", the other party who was still able to get a high salary for the rest of his life was very grateful, and hugged Song Ya from the wheelchair, thanking him.

"you deserved."

Two days later, PGE’s lawyers completed the procedures, and Song Yama rushed to Chicago O’Hare International Airport non-stop. 3DFX executives, Dr. Chen, lawyers, medical staff, bodyguards, and bail supervisors, Gulfstream 4 could not execute the Pacific Ocean route, a group of people Everyone will take a direct commercial flight from here to Tokyo.

"Remember to act upon receiving my secret signal." He and O'Grady who came to see him off made a final confirmation.

"Relax, APLUS."

When Old Mike pushed him and appeared at the back of the queue, passers-by waiting for the flight paid their attention, but because it was a first-class terminal, they were generally restrained.

"Mr. APLUS, you can come here."

The airline staff guided the old Mike to a barrier-free passage for the disabled.

Song Ya snorted twice with his nostrils, and since he didn't have to wait, he didn't say anything.

"Hey! APLUS! Good luck! The United States is not worth your nostalgia!"

A middle-class black man waiting for the flight may have misunderstood that he was going to run, and suddenly yelled at him emotionally.

Song Ya turned around and smiled at the other party, presumably the media after learning the news would think so and say so.

"You won't die over the Pacific Ocean, right?" Old Mike and the stewardess got him in their seats and expressed their concern, "This is a twelve-hour flight."

"I hope not, it's time to sleep. I am very good at sleeping now."

After waking up, his body became stronger day by day. The feeling was obvious. After the University of Chicago Medical Center continued to take over, he designed a series of complete plans for rehabilitation treatment and diet for him. He also strictly followed the doctor's instructions, but unfortunately during the business trip these few days It cannot be executed perfectly.

"Your life is still long. It's not worth fighting with your health at a young age." Old Mike said earnestly.

"I want to win, Mike."

Drowsy, Song Yashi wakes up from dreams, all the way to the plane landing at the new Tokyo International Airport.

"Mr. APLUS."

Sega is also ready to receive the reception. The former IBM employee and the head of the skunk team who cooperated with 3DFX Ryutaro Yamamoto is responsible for picking up the plane. "The president, Mr. Shoichiro Ikyo has already hosted a banquet." He was very kind.

The trio suspected that Sega had not really considered using the Skunk Team’s technical solution at all. They just wanted to use the technology to be stolen during the cooperation with 3DFX to bridge the technical gap of the other Broadsword Team in the field of 3D display chips.

This conspiracy theory is not without reason, because the leader of the Broadsword team is Hideki Sato.

In the early 1980s, there were many miscellaneous PCs named as computers or computer learning machines in this sub-market. Hideki Sato keenly discovered that consumers spent most of their time playing games after buying these PCs home, so he encouraged Sega to specialize In response to this demand, the so-called special gaming PC at the time was developed: SC3000.

Later, when SC3000 was in the middle of the development, Hideki Sato got the plan of Nintendo’s cheaper similar product FC red and white machine, so he decisively launched SC3000, a simplified version of SC1000, which was launched on the same day as FC. SC1000 was only 200 yen expensive, but unfortunately there was no competition. Nintendo.

Therefore, Hideki Sato's internal status and resources available to Sega are far from comparable to that of Ryotaro Yamamoto, who has a U.S. background. From the very beginning, the two teams, Skunk and Tachibana, could not truly compete in parallel on the same starting line.

"Sorry! Mr. APLUS!"

The group was taken to the ancient kaiseki restaurant. The garden with strange stones, running water, flowers, and trees was strewn with lanterns with beautiful emblems. When the wooden Japanese sliding door was opened by the kimono mother, the inside was taken off. The suit notebooks sitting on their knees saw him sitting in a wheelchair, and all of them immediately stood up neatly and apologized.

The president handed in Zhaoichiro and gave his mother San a few words, and then they all wore shoes to move their positions and went to another western-style box in the house.

The only white shirt book that seemed to be impolite and poured and drank booze after sitting down in the corner should be Hideki Sato.

Sega’s president, Shoichiro, was a 50-year-old with a friendly smile, but he heard that he was very domineering. He used to be the vice president of Honda. He left because of disagreement with his boss. He was recruited by Sega in 1993. Only this year did he really take over the power.

Of course he is very polite now, but in fact he should not like 3DFX very much. Song Ya can understand that the trio of cheaters is really hard to be liked.

"The prospectus matter..."

Only after a series of compliments about becoming a billionaire at a young age, tedious politeness, and caring about his body, Song Ya had the opportunity to get to the point.

3DFX's lawyers warned that they cannot apologize to the other party on any occasion, otherwise this will become a strong evidence against the other party in court.

"You are unforgivable in this matter!"

Zhaoichiro's tone changed when he joined.

The temperature in the box suddenly cooled, and Ryutaro Yamamoto, who temporarily acted as an interpreter, relayed it.

"But you are stealing our technology." 3DFX President Ballard sneered, "We were caught upright."

Ryutaro Yamamoto wiped his sweat and continued to translate.

Shoichiro did not respond. The gentleman smiled and refilled Ms. Sloan with sake. One of his young subordinates, not knowing whether it was the secretary or Sega executive, fought back: "We will never accept slander!"

"Okay, see you in court." Ballard continued to say harshly.

"Your judicial process is not fair to us!"

"Nothing like that, 3DFX still cannot affect the judicial independence of the United States."

"Then put the lawsuit here and try it out, bastard!"

The young man suddenly put down his wine glass and stood up and shouted at Ballard. It is estimated that he had already suffocated his stomach, and the last word also used tongue-tapping skills.

"The market value of your 3DFX is almost less than nine digits haha!" Other books laughed.

Indeed, as Ballard said, Benzi is very vicious in a strong position.

Ballard and others looked at each other and laughed at each other. Whoever angered and said who was weak, Americans have a great psychological advantage in front of the book, and it is no longer the era when the book clamored to buy the United States. Besides, 3DFX stock price was after the chairman woke up. It has risen from 120 million to 140 million, and there is no risk of falling to nine digits.

Ryutaro Mibon did not translate the last word, and when Shoiichiro Iritsu gave his hand back to his seat, he did not translate either.

"Uh, can we talk alone?"

Song Ya stopped Ballard from continuing the yin and yang strangeness.

"Yes." Shinko Shoichiro nodded, and the people on his side also left the box behind Ballard and others.

Now only him, Song Ya, Sloan, and Ryutaro Yamamoto, who is in charge of translation, are left.

Song Ya first licked his lips at the table full of exquisite foods that looked like works of art, and just watched others eat it all the way, and said miserably, "Uh, I am willing to apologize to you in private. I have turned to Mr. Shoichiro, 3DFX really shouldn't be in the prospectus China revealed the details of its cooperation with you."

"Don't talk about it." Shuichiro Riko waved his hand.

"I want to hear your truth, does 3DFX still have a chance?" Song Ya asked.

"We have issued a public statement, Mr. APLUS, that the hospitality is only out of my personal respect for you. With African and Chinese descent, it is not easy for you to achieve such an achievement in the United States, right?" Zhaoichiro asked.

"Of course..." Song Ya tilted her head and gestured to the wheelchair, implying that I'm all like this.

"Hahaha!" Zhaoichiro laughed.

"3DFX needs your order. I am not saying that we want to force you to change the decision. We just hope to continue to compete with NEC, and finally use a fairer GPU performance to determine the final winner. If we lose in the end... then we recognize."

Song Ya offered a price, "You and we can withdraw the lawsuit at the same time. Just now, your subordinates said that you are very disadvantaged in the lawsuit in the United States. This means that we have given up tens of millions of claims."

Reaching Shoichiro shook his head.

"Sega is under some pressure from your government's industrial policy, right?" Sloan interjected.

Shoichiro entered Koko at this point by default.

"But the logic doesn't make sense, isn't it? We found out that NEC is actually using the entire US technology there, and they are cooperating with the US display chip company VideoLogic."

Sloan added: "So using 3DFX or using VideoLogic's products has no fundamental difference in your country's semiconductor industry."

Entering Shoichiro Castle House raised his eyelids deeply. This is the secret of NEC and Sega. 3DFX didn't even know the existence of the Broadsword team before, let alone know which company NEC was cooperating with. Song Ya also asked Deputy Commander Gore to inquire about it in the past two days.

"We can deliver the Voodoo2 customized version of the chip to NEC for production, consistent with VideoLogic's bid."

Song Ya added, "Even if the cooperation is happy, all new 3DFX chips can be negotiated by NEC in the future."

Joining Shoichiro was a little tempted, "Your government will not allow...they are supporting Wanwan and Silla."

"I am responsible for solving the American politicians. The Donkey Party owes me now." Song Ya gestured to the wheelchair for the second time.

Joining Zhaoichiro to fight haha.

"Jiaosang." Although it seemed strange to say so, Song Ya's expression was still serious, with her elbows propped on the wheelchair armrests, and tremblingly leaned her upper body forward, emotionally speaking in Japanese English in a deep voice: " Please help me! I don't want to lose!"

"I don't want to lose to Sony! Please help me..."

Anyway, there are no outsiders. He played his real acting skills, with red eyes begging: "I have six bullet holes on my body, my neck, back, legs, fart... the bullet from my **** was removed after nine hours of surgery. The gun in the neck almost interrupted the arteries and I was in a coma for five months! Please help me!"

Ryutaro Yamamoto should know his grievances and fierce fights with Sony. In addition, the former president of Sony Columbia Records committed suicide, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared from infection. Ryutaro Yamamoto, who acted as a translator, was even more moved.

"Microsoft has expressed its attitude to you before, right? And EA. They and our alliance hope that Sega’s next-generation game console will outperform Sony’s PS2. At present, only the industry’s first Voodoo graphics card can help you. To this point."

Sloan said, "Actually, everyone knows that VideoLogic's technical strength can't catch up with the taillights of 3DFX, so you will quietly disclose the technical information of the Skunk team to Dadao, right?"

"we do not have……"

"It doesn't matter now. If you are willing to give me another chance, I will repay it tomorrow. This will be of great benefit to your position in your country's business community!"

The next day, Song Ya was pushed to Sega’s press conference as he wished. His wheelchair was at the end of one side of the long table. A few white people lined up behind the long table. Among them were Sloan and his own bodyguard and caregiver. No way, most of the other people at 3DFX refused to attend the ceremony, but everyone in suits also looked like that. It was fine if they were white people.

President Ballard was at the far end of the other side, with an embarrassed expression, forced by his own chairman.

"Arnuo..." Because it was a temporary press conference, the local reporters in this book were quite at a loss. The hostess began to briefly introduce Song Ya.

"Mr. Ballard, President of 3DFX, Mr. APLUS, Chairman..."

Song Ya leaned slightly when she heard introducing herself, and soon the hostess squatted and pointed the microphone at him.

Wearing sunglasses, he put his elbows on the armrest of the wheelchair again, and smiled hard.

The flash came on successively.

"Give it to me." Sloan took the hostess's microphone over. "After talking with Shoichiro Iritsu, we agreed that the cooperation plan between the two parties will continue. Before that, our 3DFX company wanted to I sincerely apologize to Sega for the mistakes and offenses I made before..."

Before Sloan finished speaking, Song Ya summoned his strength and shouted: "Amnesia Marseille! Gomai!" Then his upper body lowered, crying.

He specially wore the old clothes today, which made his body very thin and pitiful. In order to maintain this posture, his body was shaking slightly. This is really not a pretense.

The reporters of the book were excited in an instant. UU reading www.uukanshu.com pressed the shutter without money like a stimulant, and the press conference was illuminated white by the flash.

That's right, this is my favorite, there is no problem that cannot be solved by bowing!

Song Ya tilted his head and saw that the white people on his side had already bowed as they pleased, but they were mostly 45 degrees and 30 degrees. His eyes met with Sloan next to him, and Sloan reluctantly folded his body. It was nearly ninety degrees, and others had to follow suit.

Ballard was still standing upright uncomfortably, only lowering his head slightly, his expression unhappy, as if thinking about something.

Song Ya's eyes were sharp, but he didn't notice.

"Now! Start! Buy me all 3DFX stocks and move me! MOVE! MOVE!"

Northern Trust, O'Grady put down the phone, rolled up his sleeves and drove the trader loudly, "Buy! Buy! No matter! Keep buying! Let's do more! Increase leverage! Keep increasing! Until the shorts are eliminated!"

"I heard that the opponent is Karl Icahn?"

"Is that okay, boss?"

"I haven't heard any good news about 3DFX?"

Traders questioned while nervously operating.

"Don't ask! Go on! GoGoGo!" O'Grady bulged in circles with his upper arms.

3DFX's stock price was quickly pulled up first, and then began to oscillate at a certain point, repeatedly competing, and the atmosphere in the room filled with the aroma of strong coffee and sweat became increasingly hot.

Fifteen minutes later, an alert popped out from the Bloomberg machine, "3DFX and Sega reached a settlement in Tokyo, and the two sides agreed to continue the previous strategic partnership."

The K-line in the monitor seemed to make a snap, and went straight up like a broken kite.

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