Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

In Silicon Valley, Wu Xinyang watched that video from the beginning to the end, and again from the moment the Premier waved to Feng Yiping in the back row. Every time she saw that, her scalp numb with excitement. At that moment, it was really exciting. .

If it were me, how radiant would my parents' faces be?

Suddenly, she saw Cummins, who hadn't seen him for many days, and hurriedly walked into the office with a few people. He came back. Is this something to do?

Sure enough, there was action. After a few minutes, the heads of various departments were called for a meeting. The meeting lasted until noon, but strangely, there was no further action afterwards. It seemed that he had just returned from a business trip. The department's work is progressing.

This is not the case.

Cummins sitting in the office at this time, watching the progress of the various departments in front of him, thinking of Feng Yiping’s call, feels a little emotional, whether it is goodwill or malicious, in short, this acquisition war has come to officially kick off. time.

At the same time, he and his department are fully prepared, no matter whether it is in good faith or malicious intent.

This is a merger of more than $2 billion!

For him, or for the vast majority of people in the world, being able to host a merger of this scale represents the pinnacle of life and career.

Feeling full of power and passion, Cummins dialed Randolph's phone, "Randolph, I must see you at noon today,"

He has very important things to talk to Randolph.

"Okay," Randolph agreed readily, "I also want to tell you about the current progress,"

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In a restaurant on Dune Road next to Stanford, some smug Cummins waited for Randolph, but, "What's wrong with you Randolph?"

Randolph sounded a little excited during the call, but now, his face doesn't look good.

"Nothing," Randolph sat down and smiled reluctantly. "You have all the preparations on your side?"

"It's ready, and Feng has made up his mind. In any case, just recently, the acquisition must be in full swing."

"Oh, yes, I'm looking forward to it," Randolph handed the menu to the waiter. "Thank you, I want these."

"What's the matter with you, buddy, aren't you happy or excited?" Cummins looked at him, very puzzled, "Randolph, what happened?"

"No," Randolph said, but the mood is still not too high, "Agreement acquisition or mandatory acquisition, does Feng require it?"

"We naturally hope to be able to negotiate an acquisition, but this is of course not the only option, Feng Zai said repeatedly, don't want you to be embarrassed, let alone force you to do something that makes you feel uncomfortable,"

"Randolph, you can rest assured that we have prepared for so long, no matter which way we are tender to achieve our goals, trust me, it will not take long before we can work together,"

"Aren't you happy? I look forward to working with you."

"That's it," Randolph murmured, as if unconsciously, he drank the wine in his glass in one sip and immediately filled it up again, "I think I know how to do it,"

"what?"

"Nothing, Cummins, what are you going to do next,"

"Next, first register for Blue Ocean 2," Cummins said. "Then, it will be formally announced immediately that it will initiate a mandatory acquisition of Netflix and submit it to the Securities Commission..."

"Cummins," Randolph drank his glass again, "Can you do that? Give me another 24 hours to announce the relevant news, okay? Of course, register and announce the Blue Ocean 2, no. Affected, it can proceed as scheduled,"

"Naturally, it's just Randolph, what are you going to do in 24 hours? Man, Feng has already said very clearly. I don't want you to go against your own wishes and do something that makes you unpleasant. I think so too. ,"

"Thank you, I understand, you don't have to worry, I think I know what to do,"

Randolph drank another glass of wine, "I won't eat with you anymore, bye!"

Seeing Randolph's decisiveness when he got up, Cummins was a little bit emotional. In the shopping mall, there is a friend like Randolph.

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The Bank of New York Club, the venue has been set up, and agents and security personnel can be seen everywhere, busy and nervous.

The entrepreneurs of China and the United States naturally entered the market before the relevant officials of the two countries, but they had some distinct meanings.

Entrepreneurs on the Chinese side looked at the lively Wall Street crowds over there. Although all of them were irritated, there were not many who actually talked to them.

Part of it is because of reservedness, but the main reason is still because of language.

In this group of follow-ups, there are very few who can talk in English, and even fewer who can understand Americans.

In informal multilateral occasions where so many people gather together, it is different from meeting two companies on a formal occasion in private. Translation can be used. Translation is not very useful in such occasions today.

So everyone looked at the guy who was valued by all officials below the prime minister yesterday, flying around in the circle of those foreigners like a butterfly, shaking hands with this, greeting with that, making friends all over the world, who I don’t know how you look like, a little bit sour, a little envious, but also a little convinced.

The Americans who are here today, but the capitalists among the capitalists, not everyone, can maintain an equal posture in front of them, and face so many situations at once.

The pressure brought about by quantity is very real.

But, look at Feng Yiping, there is no pressure at all, it is almost as if you are at your home court, don't be too comfortable.

What everyone envy most is that those American bankers, no matter how big they are, they all welcome Feng Yiping from the heart. From the Fed governor to the emperor of Wall Street, they all pull him to speak.

By the way, do you have so much to say to him?

Mr. Wu really looked at Feng Yiping eagerly, and he said he would introduce me to him. You haven't forgotten it!

As if he knew what Mr. Wu was thinking, Feng Yiping over there beckoned him, "Hey," Mr. Wu smiled like a flower on his face, and said with a few people around him, "Everyone. , I'll be with you for a while," there was an overwhelming joy in the words.

Yu Ren watched him run towards Feng Yiping happily. When it came, he adjusted his posture and straightened his waist. Under Feng Yiping's introduction, he shook hands with the old beauty.

"Who is that?" someone asked.

"It seems to be Morgan Stanley?" someone said.

"Hehe, Mr. Feng is still sincere to help," someone said right away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the investment bank on Wall Street, Morgan Stanley is naturally not a small role. Feng Yiping introduced such a person to Mr. Wu, of course he was very sincere. .

Therefore, when the Prime Minister reviewed the 25-year history of the development of Sino-US economic and trade relations in the Bankers Association, and based on the current situation, he proposed five points including mutual benefit and win-win, focusing on development..., the development of Sino-US fair trade and economic cooperation. After answering questions from reporters, Feng Yiping, who was still faintly rejected by everyone last night, was enthusiastically surrounded by domestic colleagues.

"One level, one level," everyone clamored to talk to him, "Can you introduce a few people for me? If it's not troublesome, can you help me translate a few sentences?"

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"Mom, I don't want to watch this," Amanda slid from her mother's arms a little unhappy.

Like Wu Xinyang, Huang Jingping is now watching the video repeatedly, watching Feng Yiping being pulled from the back row to the front center by the prime minister, watching the well-dressed entrepreneurs, with unbearable astonishment and envy on his face, watching them Ten thousand willing to replace Yiping's position, the feeling is really not good.

My own man is really cool!

At this time in Washington, Ma Ling stayed with his son in the playroom, and he and his son used building blocks to build a house out, "Vincent, dad is in Washington tomorrow, are you happy?"

"Happy," Vincent didn't even play with the blocks, and threw himself into his mother's arms. "Mom, go drive, let's pick up Dad at the airport."

"This time, we can't go to the airport," Ma Ling kissed his son. "Dad's plane will be with other friends."

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That is, this afternoon, NEXTDOOR set up "Blue Ocean 2" in Delaware in a low-key manner. I thought that no one would pay attention to it, but I never thought that the news was immediately spread. (To be continued.)