Chicago 1990

"Goodman, let the Golden Wexler of your law firm go to A+CN as soon as possible."

Song Ya is very wary of Gordon’s movements, but it’s not good that he asks Oprah to accuse him with a personal relationship, because this difficult period of A+CN is a punitive action to'close the cage'. As a result, Gordon did not ask for money anymore, and he could not say that he made a mistake.

He has Oprah’s fraudulent donation handle he obtained from the Inner City Broadcasting Company, and everything is still under his control. He just doesn’t like Oprah and he is firmly vigilant towards one of the most famous talk show hosts in the United States. .

But Oprah and him have never met, let alone any conflict.

But because of this incident, he became more aware that the control of the black elites under his opponents is far from insufficient. Whether it is Linda, Gordon or Pierre Sutton, they have a wide range of skills before serving themselves. Social relations and many years of professional life, their concepts, ideas and behaviors often run counter to what they want them to do, and even occasionally try to use their financial resources and influence to accomplish their personal goals and ambitions.

For example, Linda's attitude towards MJ, Pierre Sutton still maintains an interest game relationship while cooperating with the Inner City Broadcasting Corporation, not to mention Gordon.

In fact, this kind of job sent to A+CN to check and balance Gordon is best if it is a black person. Shooting young and beautiful white women like Jin Wexler will cause them a lot of resistance, but there is really no one at hand.

He hung up the phone and returned the phone to Taraji in the passenger seat. Unfortunately, this girl was very promising, but she was not interested in management affairs and wanted to return to Hollywood acting. She had a good weight in the Blade Warrior project. As a supporting role, this year, Xue Linfen was the first producer of a small-cost black film. She also won the second female second, so she refused to give up.

"Mr. Dingkins." As he was thinking about his heart, the phone rang again, and Taraji handed it back.

"boy."

The former New York Mayor has a sense of crisis about the expansion of Clear Media. He once again warned on the phone that the other party is trying to acquire shares and related board seats from other shareholders of the Inner City Broadcasting Company, "Are you not going to do something? ?"

"What can I do? I have no intention, and for the time being, I have no ability to compete with each other for those shares."

Dingkins has a column on the Inner City Radio New York Main Station. The old man never interferes with his column, and he is also very satisfied with this platform that can continue to output his views and give play to the residual heat of the Manhattan Gang. He does not like a white, ambitious If a media group joins, it will cause a lot of instability.

"I remind you that at that time, the transaction price of some shares is likely to be lower than the valuation of the Inner City Broadcasting Company when you injected the capital. The outside world will think that you have made a failed investment in ours."

Dingkins persuaded: "You can join the competition and at least raise the transaction price."

"I know, I will show those shareholders who intend to sell shares, but I won't really buy..."

The old man was fooling himself into paying, "Tell you a secret Mr. Dingkins, I am very tight on cash flow now."

"Really? Well... OK."

As soon as he cried, Dingkins had nothing to say, "By the way, did you graduate from the University of Chicago this year, right? Our graduates of the OmegaPsiPhi Brotherhood attend a large gathering every year."

"No problem, just leave it to me." There is still a small amount of money for a party.

"This is a good interpersonal circle, although you should not care too much about this..." The old man nagging and hung up.

Song Ya put down the phone and couldn't help thinking. In the United States, the relationship with the Brotherhood is definitely ironclad. Maybe he should choose suitable candidates from the graduates to train from scratch? At least more reassuring than those guys Gordon...

It just takes time.

He couldn't help but envy MJ's extreme asset-light allocation. The copyright library is in cooperation with large companies. He holds the copyright or equity, and the record production is handed over to the epic records of Sony Columbia Records. The track management affairs are all the responsibility of the large company To do it, he can easily participate in the sharing of benefits under the name of MJJ Records or ATV Copyright Library as a shopkeeper, and he only needs to firmly control the few lawyers in charge of managing assets in his hand.

His business, in addition to the core music production team and tour team, and charity organizations, is probably the same.

Unlike myself, even if the Barn Company is sold, the textile, wine, media, Internet and other companies employ a relatively large number of employees. In terms of legal affairs, there are currently Goodman and Hamlin Law Firm, Flock and Argus Law Firm, Lockhart and Gardner Law Firm have cross-services, and it is more difficult to control, not to mention the local law firms hired by A+ Apparel in San Francisco and Hong Kong.

For example, Alicia Flock is a woman who clearly distinguishes ‘personal relations’ from public interests. There is one more Goodman in her A+CN who is in charge of legal affairs? Acceptable.

But just after finishing upstairs, he learned that he had resold Netscape stock to her former boss, lover, and current business rival Will Gardner? She became a little angry.

Regardless of these, there will be no major problems for the time being. In mid-February, Song Ya and O'Grady joined Will Gardner and led a team to visit tycoon Picall in California.

Picauer is an extremely low-key self-made rich man. According to O'Grady, his personal wealth is definitely more than his own. He is not an old man, but his style is even worse. He basically spends all his time in country clubs and golf courses. on.

"Speaking of country clubs, hasn't your uncle talked to Old Barn about my case?" Song Ya asked O'Grady at a high-end golf course in California.

"Uh, our relationship is not good, it is already difficult to persuade him to help."

O'Grady replied embarrassedly: "To tell you the truth, we haven't seen each other for many years. The old guy seems to be only planning to leave me a mere fifty thousand dollars after his death..."

Song Ya rolled his eyes, and this kind of indifferent relative relationship was left to worry about the inheritance, "Do you have any other options on the old Barn?"

"I got the life trajectory of Old Barn through my uncle. His daily schedule is very fixed. You can find opportunities to create ‘encounters’. Maybe it’s better to talk to him frankly and openly in person?" O'Grady said.

"It can only be this way."

While chatting, Song Ya suddenly saw a familiar face and was getting out of the golf cart angrily, not even the blond girl accompanying him, striding to the stars.

The poor girl was carrying two huge golf bags on her back, trotting after her flatteringly, and didn't even notice her passing by the big star.

"Mr. Chase?" It was the "leader" who was in charge of the Madoff investment fund's connection to Hollywood. The Jewish billionaire Stanley Chase, Song Ya was a little curious, and called him aloud.

"APLUS?"

Stanley Chase stopped, switched to a surprised smile, returned to shake hands, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to see Mr. Picall." Song Ya replied with a smile.

"Fxxk!" Stanley Chase swears, "That old guy is a bastard, be careful."

"What's wrong? You and him..." Song Yatan asked.

"go there."

Stanley Chase tilted his head and motioned him to go there to chat alone, "He and Mr. Madoff’s close friend, one of the highest-level external investors in the Madoff Fund, I have long enough qualifications, but he still does not agree to promote. My internal level."

"Uh, so..." Song Ya knows that their secret society gameplay is indeed divided into many levels. The higher the level, the higher the corresponding annualized rate of return, but I didn't expect Stanley Chase to be subject to the skin. Kaul.

"Yes, have you heard?"

Stanley Chase was indignant, "In January of this year, Picall made 100 million dollars in income from Mr. Madoff’s fund, which is 100 million! As long as the bull market continues, he can earn every month. With so much money, the principal he put in the Madoff Fund is definitely less than 500 million, what a fuck!"

"Oh?" Song Ya couldn't hear the news. After a little mental calculation, his eyes lit up, "WTF!? Is there such a profit!?"

"There is a level like him, Fxxk! What a pity, my rate of return at this level is far inferior to him..."

Stanley Chase may be out of anger, standing and nagging with Song Ya, who is not very familiar with him, and complaining: "I don't want to make it to the sky in one step. Even if I raise a level, I will be far away from him, but he just doesn't. Agree. You said, I don’t have any conflict of interest with him...the old-fashioned old man, I earn so much and don’t help others...I’ll go to New York to meet Mr. Madoff in person. It’s not fair, I’m the foundation Doing so much...this year is a big bull market...but how can Mr. Madoff's fund return steady when investing in stocks..."

"Yes, yes, yes...I understand."

Song Ya had to keep up with him until he vented his emotions and left.

"Mr. Picall."

Later, Song Ya and others saw this tycoon, who looked like an ordinary old white man, low-key to the point that no one would realize how rich he was when walking on the road, "I just saw Stanley Chase go out... "

"Oh, he's very angry, isn't he?" Picauer slowly sorted his golf clubs.

"Yes."

"Hehe, he has an opinion on me, and I didn't support some of his demands. Regardless of him, APLUS, as we said before, Netscape's share transaction should be in progress..." Picauer obviously didn't want to continue this topic. , Glanced at the watch with perpetual calendar, and talked back to business.

"Yes, but Netscape will suspend trading in two days to announce new major news." Song Ya smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Do you think Netscape stock will rise after the market opens? So you want to postpone the trading time, right?" Picauer saw it through, "I remember our trading price should be calculated based on the closing price of the day?"

"Uh……"

"Yes, I don't care." Picauer shrugged generously. "You made a good investment, but I bet that Netscape stock will still rise for a long time this year, so I don't care about such short-term small fluctuations. ."

"Thank you very much for your understanding, Mr. Picall."

"Go and sit there, what have you been up to lately?"

"Go to school~www.wuxiaspot.com~haha, very nice young man."

"Uh, Mr. Chase just mentioned Mr. Madoff’s fund..."

"That's why I don't support him. I have been with the people in Hollywood for a long time..." Picauer made a zipper on his mouth, indicating that Stanley Chase was lax.

"I mean, what if I join? Can you be... uh, at what level of yours?" Song Ya asked tentatively. It's no longer a tentative. He has always been very straightforward and shameless when it comes to making money. This rate of return is too **** high! "Mr. Madoff and I knew each other very early, and he introduced me to Mr. Chase, but I didn't have time..."

Picauer laughed. "So you know our gameplay?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'll call Mr. Madoff to confirm, and I will give you an answer after the Netscape stock transaction is completed?"

"no problem!"

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