Chicago 1990

"By the time the Paris Exchange opens on Monday, only fifty-eight hours remain."

After watching the two tycoons leave, Song Ya glanced at the time, "Call Julian." He said to Sloan, "I promised to ventilate with him before."

"You don't react very much to the last cruel words of the old thing, it's not like you before." Sloan took out his phone and dialed the number.

"Haha, it's just crazy with red eyes, I can't make it. Uh, let's find another place..."

Having made 2.4 billion in short-selling Vivendi Global, Song Ya's mentality is naturally good. This is not the 4 billion net worth in the stock market. The 4 billion stocks want to throw away all the cash back in the short term, which is far from selling. 1.4 billion price, "Julian..."

The French police visited this hotel, and the two also went out and sat in the back seat of Old Mike’s car. Song Yayan said concisely: “I just met Messier and Old Bronfman. They seem to be going to sell it. Seagram's liquor industry is rescued."

Messier and the old Bronfman came to see them, but they didn’t really talk about business matters. If they think they are: I really plan to continue to hit the market next week, let me participate in the bid for the Sigram wine business, and give back some more. Remaining in the music copyright of Universal Records, this condition is too unattractive.

The Seagram wine industry is sold at auction, and even if the news is received in advance and there is more time to raise funds, the money to buy it cannot be spent less.

So Song Ya and Sloan judged that the two tycoons are still more likely to be separated from each other during this trip.

"Did you meet them?" Julian Robertson's news was a bit unclear. I talked for less than half an hour just now, but he still didn't know anything.

"Yes, privately."

Song Ya replied that Messier and the old Bronfman did not ask for confidentiality, and they might also want to use their own words to publicize the fact that the Seagram wine business was put on the shelves. It is not difficult for them to speculate that they will inevitably explain to their friends in the air afterwards. Meet this time.

"This will lead to APLUS, which will be short-minded next week."

Julian Robertson was slightly dissatisfied. As a veteran in the industry, he instantly considered the negative impact, "You don't need to see them APLUS in private at such a sensitive time."

"No way, they took the initiative to come to my dinner party and asked for a private chat under everyone's attention. I don't want to appear too dignified." Song Ya said.

"Dinner? Messier and the old Bronfman? Then don't they mean to bow their heads to you?"

Julian Robertson was surprised, "With so many eyes, the scene at the time would be very humiliating to them, right?"

"almost."

"Wow, APLUS, you got what you wanted."

Julian Robertson is very clear about the original intention of the Avengers, "Or Messier and the old Bronfman gave you what you want, tomorrow things will spread...no one will question your status as a tycoon anymore. Wow. Oh, that's the old Bronfman!" He exclaimed.

"It's worthless vanity."

Song Ya was a bit comfortable with the compliment from the Wall Street tycoon, "I feel a little bit like playing a small one now. It attracts the old and it's harder to deal with."

"What to deal with? Anyway, we are cleared." Julian Robertson asked with a smile: "Do you want to kill again next week?"

Song Ya asked back: "What do you think? After all, we now have more information than Lehman and Deutsche Bank."

"Uh…"

Julian Robertson researched and judged on the phone for a while, “Siegram wine business is not in line with Vivendi’s original strategic direction, so before the merger and acquisition of Universal, there were rumors that they would split it up and sell it. If you think about it this way, Messier Selling it will not be too surprising to the outside world. However, Sigrum Wines is regarded as Vivendi Global’s few high-quality assets at the moment, and it is eager to sell at this point, which means that Vivendi Global has admitted that it is experiencing a great deal. Difficulty. Their stock price can never return to the 89 euros before the plunge, and the pressure on the short side will be less."

"The pressure is low? This also means that Vivendi Global can rely on the Sigram wine industry to withdraw huge amounts of cash in a short period of time, doesn't it?" Song Ya asked.

"Of course, the upper limit of Vivendi's global market value has become lower, but the lower limit has become higher, and the profitability of speculators will be compressed." Julian Robertson is a professional.

"So their response is not bad?"

"It's good in terms of solving short-term difficulties." Julian Robertson said: "The traditional industry of wine can be used as a family business, and it has been passed down. Seagram has a lot of old brands that are more than 100 years old. If you This is not in your interest. In fact, Vivendi Universal still has some good game companies, such as Blizzard Entertainment."

"I don't play games."

There is no such thing as singing and dancing RAP women in programming games, Song Ya casually touched Sloan, who was listening to the back of the phone.

Sloan reacted enthusiastically, holding his face passionately and kissing him, and then he took the initiative to kiss more and more like Hallie...

"Hahaha! What else does Messier and Bronfman say?" Julian Robertson inquired.

"No... almost gone."

"Now the old one comes forward to talk to you, but the young one? Little Bronfman is still the chairman of Seagram Universal's board of directors. He also controls the main assets of the Bronfman family. The old one actually has no money. You are not afraid. After making a deal with the old man, when they got through the crisis, the little one turned his head and turned his back to deny?" Julian Robertson asked again.

"I will keep in touch with the old two days on the weekends and bargain, just to see their sincerity."

"OK, we also keep communicating at any time."

The beauty is so rare that she can't live up to it. Song Ya immediately locked the back of her head with a pair of iron tongs after losing the phone.

Sloan resisted victoriously for a while, and soon her hands waved in the air unconsciously like a drowning man, slapped the man's body begging for mercy.

"Should we contact APLUS?"

In London, Deutsche Bank’s news source is faster, mainly because they have plenty of resources to keep an eye on Messier’s movements. Soon after the three tycoons met, they got a tip. They immediately called Edison, the global financial sector boss, "We I don’t know what the three people talked about, whether it’s buying APLUS or persecution, APLUS is likely to turn back next Monday."

"Old Bronfman? The younger one?" Edison frowned and asked, "What's the use of the old one? No money, no shares."

"Back to Canada." The subordinate replied: "But it seems that he has united Messier again. The young Bronfman has been excluded from the caucus by Messier before."

"Ok."

The former president of the Ethnic Conference still has a reputation. Edison thought for a while and felt that he really must be respected, "Keep on staring, it's too late, I'll talk about everything tomorrow." He is not a person in the entertainment industry. Life is very regular and I have gone to bed.

Messier and the old Bronfman work and rest are actually healthier than him, but now they can't sleep, and the two arrived at the Bronfman family castle in the same car.

"That kid is really a personal thing, and he seemed to be totally indifferent to speculation risks just now."

The two really didn’t know that Song Ya had already run away. No matter how meticulous Messier’s observations were, they couldn’t feel how nervous Song Ya was during the meeting. Would you like to see a mixed-race super rich?"

"It's not our turn to care about this now."

The old Bronfman heard the faint maliciousness towards APLUS in his words, and the two actually didn't talk much about it. After arriving in Paris, he immediately convinced him to go to see APLUS together.

"Why don't you rest and we will talk tomorrow?"

Messier was very upset with the eyes he encountered at the dinner just now, which was also a great humiliation to him, especially when LVMH's Arnault and PPR's Pino father and son were both present.

But there is no way, you have to save yourself first. Although he seems to be comparable to Arnault and Pino in terms of position and influence in the French business world, he is only a senior manager after all, and there is still a gap between them and the real rich.

If it were not for domestic and foreign difficulties, he would not go to the APLUS dinner, and he would not even get involved with the old Bronfman because he had previously instigated the young Bronfman to change the form of mergers and acquisitions to a full share swap instead of The cash and stocks negotiated with the old Bronfman earlier led to the fact that the Bronfman family was deeply locked in Vivendi Global and its assets shrank greatly.

Legend has it that the young Bronfman locked him up on the day he was signed. If it wasn't for Vivendi Universal's great difficulties, maybe this old man wouldn't have a good face to him in the future, right?

"I don't care about that." He recalled the first words the old Bronfman said to himself when he arrived, "Now we have to work together to get through the difficulties, do you agree with Messier?"

"Of course, I agree."

Messier replied, but only to say good things in his mouth. He had deprived the young Bronfman of his power before, and now my dad is killed... but it's useless, isn't it? Who told you to entrust all the business to your baby son early?

In the end, the slumping pot has to be dumped to the Global Department. Specifically, it is the president of DefJam Records named Lyle Cohen. This has not been discussed, otherwise his CEO position may not be maintained, and Vivendi’s internal rebellion has already been very strong. And the French regulator...

"OK, I'm going to see APLUS, will you go with me?"

The old Bronfman didn't have any nonsense, and then immediately proposed: "The speculators on the short side can't be monolithic. This creates a little mistrust between them."

"That's okay..." Messier thought about it and thought it was a good idea. He still has confidence in the fundamentals of Vivendi Global. Now it is a question of market confidence. "But APLUS came to Paris to sign two at this time. The acquisition contract of the American company is too arrogant."

"He hates little Edgar." Old Bronfman said painfully.

Isn't it strange if you don't hate? Your son caused APLUS to lose at least hundreds of millions of paper wealth. Messier said in his heart, "You go too? I don't know what young people like APLUS will say to you in the public. What are you going to do then? "

"Apologize, ask him to stop, or something..." Old Bronfman replied.

Messier couldn't help but be moved. The Jewish business leader in front of him who once smashed the country is now reduced to begging for a mixed-race upstart? Still under the gaze of many people...

He looked at the other party again, his hair and clothes were delicately taken care of, but he couldn't hide his old age. He had more civilization sticks in his hand than when he met at the beginning of the year. When he said the word ‘request’, he couldn’t see any violent emotional fluctuations.

After all, there is still a real character! Messier thought. "Why didn't I see little Edgar? Didn't he return to Canada to pick you up?"

"No, don't worry, he is no longer a problem." Old Bronfman shook his head.

"It's not a problem anymore..." Messier was shocked. It really was a bootlegger who started his business, so ruthless!

"Don't get me wrong, I just asked him to stay obediently in Montreal and reflect on it."

The old lion has not poisoned the prey, the old Bronfman said: "We need to bring out something to impress APLUS. I know that he cares about the copyright of the song very much. Others... We will rescue the Sigram wine industry as soon as possible. How?"

Haha, are you waiting for me here? Messier immediately became vigilant, "Vivendi Global had this plan, but now? It will cause market confidence to fall again."

"The auction should be able to sell for a good price, and it can raise seven to nine billion dollars in cash for us in a short period of time." Old Bronfman said: "In this case, speculators will not have much short-selling space for the time being. "

"For a short time? What are you going to do?" Messier asked if he thought about it.

"The official document will be released this weekend to auction the Seagram wine business for a three-month period. The higher the price is, it is very simple." Old Bronfman replied.

"Wait, even nine billion knives, the Seagram wine industry should be more than this price." Messier replied with a mental calculation.

"Well, the shares of my cousins, father and son, are reserved, and go to the new buyer." Old Bronfman replied.

Messier knew what he wanted to do. Now the Bronfman family’s internal funds in Vivendi Global are divided into three parts, one part belongs to the little Bronfman, concentrated in the global department, and one part belongs to the little Bronfman’s uncle and cousin. It is concentrated in the Seagram wine industry, and some are scattered with family members, scattered everywhere, and the funds raised by the old Bronfman to replace the loan of Deutsche Bank still exist in the debt model borne by Seagram Global.

"Little Edgar's troubles, I will not pursue anything, but my cousins, father and son, only make wine and sell wine. I don't want to see them follow me and little Edgar." Old Bronfman said: " So... let them go out, the wine business will be theirs in the future."

how? Want to take this opportunity to reserve some fire for the family? Are you really so optimistic about Vivendi Universal? Messier was not very happy. "They went to the Seagram wine industry. The bad things from APLUS may not participate in the bidding. After all, everyone knows that your family has a strong control over the Seagram wine industry."

"My cousins, father and son, can only hold posts with false titles, retain some final dignity, and no longer intervene in specific operations." Old Bronfman replied.

It’s really decisive to survive with a broken arm, but Messier is not a three-year-old kid, so he won’t let the important member of the other family get away easily. "Tonight, we will not disclose your cousin, father and son to APLUS. I I haven't considered it yet."

"Yes, but I have to do this. This is the responsibility and obligation of Edgar and I to our relatives." Old Bronfman nodded, "If you regret it, then we will die together."

"Ah!"

Messier looked over with a sneer. The two kings looked at each other and refused to yield to each other. In the end, they both compromised and decided to shelve the issue first.

Messier took his thoughts back.

"I can't sleep." Old Bronfman said: "Today APLUS behaved with demeanor. It's a pity that such a good young man has become the enemy of Edgar."

"Well, APLUS should release the news of our attempt to sell the Seagram wine business as soon as possible, otherwise the Air Party will not let him go."

This trick can have a bottom line, but it will not solve the short-term crisis next Monday. On the contrary, selling high-quality assets is tantamount to admitting that the company has a big problem. Messier is still thinking about it, "We have to think of something else."

"How about going to the rice market?" Old Bronfman said suddenly.

"What!?" Messier exclaimed.

"Take the rest of the business to the New York Stock Exchange. I have explored Salomon Smith Barney’s tone before I came here. Salomon Smith Barney should have already attracted a lot of low-priced stocks. They should be willing to change to holding these shares for a long time, as long as we go there. When Mi went public, they hired them to assist in financial restructuring and debt reduction."

The old Bronfman finally showed his fangs, "Other banks should also be willing to take over this big business and turn enemies into friends. By the way, we will hire Andersen Firms to formally take charge of the overall audit of Vivendi Global and endorse your false accounts. , Let’s go through the current level first."

"We Vivendi have no problem with false accounts." Messier refused to admit.

"enough!"

The moment the old Bronfman broke out was like a real lion, "Don't lie to me with this kind of deceiving little Edgar!"

But the lion quickly became weak, and collapsed on the sofa with his heart covered. The entourage hurriedly sent him medicine and water to swallow.

Messier watched this scene transfer his thoughts. As the manager of a multinational giant with a market value of 100 billion yuan, this proposal made him suddenly enlightened, and he quickly inferred from one another, "Going to the New York Stock Exchange involves too many stakeholders, the bank , Investors, the French government...We also need to face American regulators, such as the Wall Street Sheriff..."

"We are facing it now, Spitzer is already investigating Lyle Cohen."

Old Bronfman calmed down and said, "This is the best way I can think of. If you have a better idea, you might as well say it. We are already flooded with water."

"No, no, your idea is very good, but I need to enrich some details and check for omissions."

A smile appeared on the corner of Messier's mouth, and he walked silently in the castle hall for a long time.

The old Bronfman didn't bother him anymore.

"I need to go back for an emergency meeting!" Messier thought about it clearly and left quickly.

"Mr. Paulson?"

Early the next morning, Song Ya was waiting for Edison's call, but unexpectedly received a call from Goldman Sachs boss Paulson.

"APLUS, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, do you plan to accept Messier and the old Bronfman's peace? Take out the funds to bid for the Seagram wine business?" Paulson asked.

"That's just their suggestion, I'm still considering...you wait, wait..."

Song Ya replied and felt wrong, "Are you Goldman Sachs also participating?"

"I can't reveal..."

All M-FXXK is a mouse hidden behind Lao Tzu! Viper! Song Ya feels very upset, maybe those guys are secretly preparing to wash themselves and Tiger Fund out! "Well, I helped you scold Greenspan last time. It's not good not to communicate at all on such a big matter, right!?"

"Uh, those are two different things." Paulson was a little embarrassed on the other side of the phone, "Anyway, you should notify me as soon as you make a decision."

"Why?" Anyway, the money has been withdrawn, with all air chips in his hand, Song Ya is very confident.

"I won't treat you badly, I promise." Paulson patted his chest.