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Qin Dong and Martin had lunch and went to the living room to chat about some things...

"Honey, I'm hungry..."

A beautiful girl with blond hair and long legs came down from upstairs. After giving Qin Dong a kiss, she reached out and waved to Martin:

"Hi, good afternoon, Martin."

"Good afternoon, Tyler."

Martin smiled and nodded.

"What are you talking about?"

The beauty turned out to be Taylor Swift. She didn't get up until now. At this time, she leaned lazily on Qin Dong and asked curiously.

"Well, let's talk about the big machine company again. Now that Qin is here, this matter must be settled. Sign the contract as soon as possible to completely take over this company, and other companies in the province will cause trouble behind it."

Martin told Taylor without any secret, because this woman was also a party involved.

"Wow, it feels so good to hear this good news as soon as I wake up. Honey, when do you plan to sign the contract?"

Taylor's lazy expression was shaken, he sat up, a smile began to appear on his face, and looked at Qin Dong and asked.

"We'll go in the afternoon. I'm just waiting for you to get up. Go ahead. The restaurant has prepared a sumptuous lunch for you. After you finish eating, we will set off to go to your parent company, Big Machinery."

Qin Dong put his arm around Taylor's waist, patted it gently, and urged him.

"Hey...wait for me..."

After Taylor happily kissed Qin Dong again, he immediately jumped up and walked quickly towards the restaurant.

"hehe..."

Qin Dong looked at the woman's back with a smile.

"Qin, have you thought about it? Do you really want to operate the contract like that?"

Martin also followed Qin Dong's gaze and looked at Taylor's back. When the woman's back was completely invisible, Martin looked at Qin Dong and asked again in a low voice.

At this moment, Martin looked slightly more formal.

"Martin, didn't we just talk about this when we were having dinner, why are you still asking?"

Qin Dong asked back speechlessly.

"Wow, dear Qin, I just think that you...well, how should I put it, you are really generous and generous with women. You know, you and Miss Swift, you haven't said it to the public until now.

Boyfriend and girlfriend, not accurate, it should be said that Taylor Swift has stated to the public that you are boyfriend and girlfriend, but you have never expressed it to the public, but you generously gave away tens of millions of dollars in shares. You must know these shares, if

Isn’t it that for some reason, many music giants are willing to spend 100 to 200 million US dollars to acquire it... I want to confirm again, Qin, have you really thought about it?"

Martin looked at Qin Dong while paying attention to the restaurant from time to time to prevent Taylor from suddenly appearing. He confirmed with Qin Dong again in a low voice.

"Yeah...Martin, I know what you mean. Thank you for thinking about me. There is no need to say more about this matter. There is no need to hesitate. I am very sure that these shares were given to Taylor voluntarily and free of charge by me..."

Qin Dong smiled at Martin and thanked him for his kindness.

But the tone was very firm and there was no need to say more.

"Well, Qin, I am really happy to meet your woman."

Martin smiled helplessly and shook his head, and gave no more advice.

As Qin Dong's manager, he has fulfilled his responsibilities, and the rest is no longer his business.

"Haha... Martin, if there is anything that can be said clearly between men and women, please inform Attorney Roy Black."

Qin Dong smiled.

"As you wish."

Martin smiled and nodded.

.......

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Big Machine Records.

conference room.

There were more than a dozen people sitting.

Valley mole

More than a dozen people were divided into three parties.

Big Machine Records president Scott Borchetta and his lawyer are one of the parties.

Second party: The representative team of Warner Music, one of the five giants in the global recording industry.

The last party sitting together represented Qin Dong, Taylor Swift, agent Martin Bob, and Barrister Roy Black, the top ten super lawyer in North America.

"It turns out it's you. I should have guessed it was you. No wonder Martin is so active. I guessed it was you at first, but I was fooled by Martin..."

The moment he saw Qin Dong leading people into the conference room, Scott Bochetta, the president of Big Machine Records, immediately became excited.

He stood up and complained loudly.

"Qin, this is Scott Borchetta, the president of Big Machine."

Qin Dong didn't know the person who was speaking, and his expression didn't change at all when he heard the words. He led the person to find a seat and sit down.

At this time, Martin introduced Qin Dong with a smile.

"Oh, President Borchetta, good afternoon."

When Qin Dong heard this, he slowly greeted Scott Borchetta.

As for the accusation just made by this person, Qin Dong didn't care at all, didn't take it to heart, and had no interest in answering the other party.

Martin has already taken care of everything. Come today, all he has to do is sign the contract and pay.

Several parties have already signed a purchase and sale agreement before. This kind of agreement is a prelude to any large-scale transaction.

With this kind of agreement, it is not impossible to go back on it, but the party who goes back on it needs to compensate between 30% and 50% of the transaction amount.

That's why Qin Dong doesn't care what the other party says.

If Scott Borchetta, the president of Big Machine Records, dares to go back on his word, I'm sorry, but the other party will have to compensate Qin Dong hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Qin, this is Chris Cook, the vice president of Warner Music."

Martin was not like the incompetent and furious Scott Borchetta at the moment. After Qin Dong greeted him, he introduced the remaining people to Qin Dong without any pause.

"Good afternoon, our super director Qin."

The white man, who appeared to be in his fifties or sixties, did not wait for Qin Dong to say hello and took the initiative to smile and extend his hand.

"Good afternoon, Chris, I'm glad to be working with Warner in the future..."

Qin Dong also smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Warner Music is also very happy to become a family with a great director like you. I know one thing from Miss Swift. It turns out that the super great director in our film industry is also a genius in songwriting. It's really surprising.

Unexpected and surprising..."

Although it was not the first time for Chris Cook to see Qin Dong, he had seen it on TV and in newspapers before.

This was the first time they met in person. As he spoke, he looked at Qin Dong carefully, with curiosity in his eyes.

As the vice president of Warner Music, one of the five giant companies in the global music industry, Chris had not had much interaction with Qin Dong, a great director in the film industry, but at this moment, he was sitting at a conference table and laughing.

"Ka...ka..."

"Haha... It's just a hobby. I am a monk halfway, just so that the post-production of my movie can be completed more quickly. I don't like to wait for two years for a movie to be released, but I am just doing it in a small way.

, can’t compare to Warner Music’s talent pool...”

"Come on, Chris, smoke one of the top-quality Cuban cigars that just arrived."

Faced with Chris's compliment, Qin Dong smiled, took out the cigar box from his arms, and started an operation that he had not continued for a year: cutting cigars.

While cutting, I smiled and humbled myself.

After finishing speaking, a cigar was cut and thrown over.

"Wow, GOOD, I like this cigar, three grams of oil, Qin."

Chris took it. People of their status basically don't smoke cigarettes, they all smoke cigars.

"You can come to me anytime if you like. I have ordered a lot this time..."

Qin Dong continued to cut the second piece and smiled politely after hearing this.

The two of them were laughing and talking, not taking seriously Scott Borchetta, the president of Big Machine Records, who was sitting in the main seat at the moment.

Even if this conference room belongs to Big Machine Records...