Chicago 1990

'The Tiger Fund suddenly released an 89-page short report on Vivendi Global. The report is divided into several parts. In the first item: Fraud, the Tiger Fund used DefJam Records as an example to list in detail The company under Universal Music falsely reported revenue, profits, and exaggerated the value of fixed assets and other financial frauds. The report also claimed that this phenomenon is widespread in the branches of Universal Music Group...’

The next day, the Tiger Fund issued a short-selling report. After learning the news, the young Bronfman didn’t take it seriously at first. He blinked and asked people around him in wonder, “Is the Tiger Fund being redeemed by investors? Huh?"

"Yes, before and after the stock market crash, all of their multiple choice questions were wrong. It has long been a joke on Wall Street." Universal Pictures President Ron Meyer glanced at his forehead and sweating appeared on his forehead. The President of Universal Music was in a daze. Doug Morris, grinning and flattering the boss.

"It's a mad dog again, want to re-make a name for me by stepping on me? Haha, they will really pick someone..."

Little Bronfman sneered, "What else did they say in the report?"

"The text is being faxed..." Doug Morris replied.

Someone turned the TV sound up, ‘Tiger Fund summed up seven red flags to investors based on this evidence. In the second part, they questioned Vivendi Global’s joint efforts to conceal the size of the combined debt...’

"WTF?" Little Bronfman is a little alert no matter how slow. After all, he and Vivendi CEO Messier did something in collusion. He doesn't want to be too nervous in front of his subordinates, frowning and complaining: "Tiger Fund wants to do it. Huh? Their boss is called... called..."

"Julian Robertson," the subordinate replied.

'In the third part, the Tiger Fund questioned Universal's expected profitability in the music and film industry. They cited a series of industry data, including the personally confirmed by Edgar Bronfman, chairman of the board of Seagram Universal, to the media. Universal’s entertainment industry is facing major challenges from physical and online piracy. Bronfman himself believes that industry-wide revenue will shrink at an average annual rate of 10%, and this has not been reflected in the stock price of Vivendi before the suspension. In performance. ’

‘At the same time, Vivendi’s own expansion in the French media industry, and the profitability of its subsidiaries are also very poor...’

The TV was still broadcasting, and the little Bronfman reached out to the landline, and his men hurriedly found out Julian Robertson's personal phone number, dialed it, and handed the microphone to him.

"Mr. Robertson, this is Edgar Bronfman."

He calmly asked, "Is there anything you need to explain to me regarding your company's behavior today?"

"Uh, what I want to say is all in that report." Julian Robertson really didn't expect that he would call himself, and replied in a daze: "Read it carefully, maybe I know you better than you. Company, it’s good for everyone."

"You're playing with fire Julian, want to sensationalize? Just because you have gotten into nothing on Wall Street?" Little Bronfman asked, "I don't remember any conflicts between my family and you. If you do, you can just say hello to me in advance, why bother like a gambler with a red eye?"

"you!"

Julian Robertson had been on Wall Street before, and he was stabbed to the pain with a sentence, "Business is business, I'm sorry!"

"Damn hang up my phone!"

Little Bronfman dropped the microphone back, and his men reported: "Mr. Messier will be here at once."

"It's embarrassing..."

He took a group of people to the fax machine and waited for the short report. The speed was very slow. The machine just spit out a few pages of paper. "You won't let me ashamed in front of Messier?" He picked it up, saw the DefJam record, and asked Doug Morris.

"I don't know... Maybe the internet is faster." Doug Morris walked to the computer and flipped through the YAHOO financial community. He quickly found the news about Tiger Fund's sudden trouble on the homepage, clicked on the inside page, and downloaded the short selling report smoothly. Full text attachment.

The little Bronfman came over and saw the complete financial data of DefJam last year with pictures and texts in the first part of the appendix...

"What's going on? Where did Julian Robertson get it!?"

He was very diligent, and naturally had an impression of this document, and immediately glared at Doug Morris in furious.

"I... I have to ask Lyle Cohen." Doug Morris hurriedly tossed the pot.

"Now!" shouted the little Bronfman.

"Okay... OK." Doug Morris rushed to the landline to call the United States.

Meanwhile, in New York, Jazzy and his attendants and friends are in the theater, admiring Blade Warrior 2 starring the boss.

"APLUS will come to New York to run a promotion tomorrow. This is a good opportunity."

It’s like a chartered show. It doesn’t care about movie etiquette. The attendants are happily whistling and booing to Halle Berry, who has just turned from a white coat scientist to a tight-fitting vampire hot **** the big screen. The white accountant at Roc-A-Records took advantage of the opportunity. The voice whispered to Jazzy, "He seems to be really short of money, and he is selling his business in exchange for cash. From this point of view, his emotions have returned to rationality."

Jazzy was still hesitating and snorted non-committal.

"This is a godsend opportunity. You may not have a second chance in your life. He shouldn't go bankrupt, and the stock market will not fall like this forever... When he comes back from the stock market crash, you will have more resistance to independence."

The accountant advised again.

"Yeah, Jazzy, I will also help you persuade him when I meet tomorrow." Damon Dash, who is in desperate need of cashing out from Roc-A-Records, also persuaded him in the back row.

Jazzy took a few deep breaths. "That's because he doesn't yet know which record company I plan to transfer the release contract to..."

His next home was DefJam. After the murder of Irv Gaudi, the label of DefJam suffered a setback. Although Gaudi had a relationship with DefJam president Lyle Cohen during his lifetime, he also needed to lose Gaudi. A big New York rap circle turned to fill the vacancy left by Gauti...

And DefJam’s parent company is Universal. Everyone knows that APLUS and the big boss of Universal are mortal enemies. They have quarreled several times in public, and Hollywood still has rumors that they have made a bet about who goes bankrupt first...

Jazzy knows about APLUS. Although he spends money to redeem Roc-A- to be independent, he can hide it in a short time, but APLUS will definitely blow up when he knows the truth.

On the big screen, Halle twisted, swaying close to the blade warrior played by APLUS, stroking his scarred tendons, and then the two hugged each other to start a passionate scene.

"Wow!"

Movies produced by APLUS have always had a good reputation in this regard. Whether Lengshan, the girl next door or the blade warrior, there must be a feast for the eyes, absolutely not fooling the audience, and the attendants are getting more excited in the theater.

"I'll go talk to a friend first..."

Jazzy is very defensive of Damon Dash, who is in partnership with APLUS in the liquor business. He switched to DefJam and the other party did not know it. He decided to meet with DefJam President Lyle Cohen before the APLUS showdown.

He has never been the kind of person who looks forward and backwards. The act of seeing Lyle Cohen shows that he has made up his mind, but he needs another push to strengthen his final confidence.

The attendants had to look back at the big screen three times at a time, reluctantly following him and drove to the DefJam Records headquarters.

The atmosphere here is a bit wrong today. Jazzy felt it right after entering the door. The lady at the front desk talked shortly and was not in the mood to make fun of herself like in the past. Some white men and women in suits and shoes were stepping in and out. UU Reading www.uukanshu Many of the .coms are raw faces.

"What's the matter?" he asked the receptionist.

The front desk shrugged and replied in business: "You can go up now, Mr. Cohen is in the office."

"Mr. Cohen?"

He left his followers, took the elevator upstairs with a few new cronies such as accountants and lawyers, pushed away Lyle Cohen's office, and saw that the other party was pushing the glass window.

Lyle Cohen, with his hair messy like a chicken coop, ignored him. The glass window here could only be opened a small slit. After a few attempts, he had to give up and collapsed on the chair and panted.

Jazzy hooked up the thick hemp rope on the boss's desk with his fingers. One end of the rope was tied with a knot, a bit like a hanging lock... "What happened?" he asked suspiciously.

"Huh... It's really hard to make up your mind when facing death. It's so hard... oh oh oh..." Lyle Cohen covered his face and burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)