"I can't sign this kind of agreement with you on behalf of Litman Media, I haven't even agreed to your plan!" Sloan was also annoyed by him.
"Then submit it to the board for discussion? I will find a way to win some support." Litman said: "Say hello to you and as in advance."
"That is the power of your independent director."
"Ok, no need to send it, please stay."
Song Ya didn't plan to send it at all, so he didn't bother to move his butt, and looked at Sloan who closed the door, and both sighed.
"It seems that I need to go to Europe as soon as possible. I wanted to wait until the digital millennium bill was submitted to the two houses in the middle of the month, and waited for the text to go."
These two are annoying, no, three, plus a Jim Clark who urges Daniel to get it done as soon as possible.
"Daniel, haven't you considered it yet?"
Maybe it's because of a clear heart, Sloan just asked.
"If he harassed me, he might really make up his mind." Song Ya replied.
"As! Grove Press seems to be unhappy with riding with the devil! We have a great chance, and I am talking to them!"
But Daniel couldn’t hear what he said, and he still kept high-intensity harassment recklessly. On August 5th, Sloan was already participating in the Digital Millennium Act in Washington, while Song Ya was rehearsing with the dancer and deliberately turned off his mobile phone. Minglianhuan asked people all the way, and simply traced to the landline outside the dance practice room of a+ record.
"Then you can talk about it!"
Song Ya was so angry that he wiped his sweat and shouted at him: "Did I say that I'm busy!? Don't bother me all the time if there's nothing serious!"
"This is the last part of the road. It is not easy for us to come today."
"You weren't like Daniel before..."
"It's true, I'm a little nervous...Oh, yes, I called Yeremov. He refused to approve the extra public relations expenses with the money, so I have to ask you."
"Okay, okay, anyway, hurry up."
At the same time, the young Bronfman is standing in front of the window of the Presidential Suite in Hong Kong overlooking Victoria Harbor. A whole capable team outside is guarding multiple phones, communicating progress and communicating orders with the team in Washington participating in the Digital Millennium Act at any time. .
"boss."
Doug Morris, president of Universal Music, walked in, "Norman Zheng, president of Polygram Far East, is here."
"Oh, let him wait a moment."
Little Bronfman raised his wrist and looked at the time, "August 8th...Chicago Symphony Center invited me to the venue to cut the ribbon and unveil the overhaul inauguration ceremony. You are ready to prepare, and leave with me to return home."
"Ok."
Doug Morris took the opportunity to compliment: "Now it should be called the Bronfman Symphony Center."
"Yeah." Little Bronfman nodded and smiled slightly.
Doug Morris soon thought that Barenboi, conductor and music director of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, would definitely invite Song Ya to the scene. He still hopes to continue to mediate, at least to coax Song Ya to lower his head face to face when the time comes, and then release the new special. Otherwise, the performance of Universal Music under his leadership in the past two years will be a big loss. That Dilai died in prison. He already knows how decisive and ruthless Song Ya is. There is really no need to put himself in the middle and sit on time. Above the bomb.
But he also knows the boss's temper and can only be roundabout.
Now there is a good opportunity. Before he came, he carefully thought about it, and finally tried one last. Observing his words, the boss happened to be in a good mood at this time. "I heard that the share price of Litman Media has plummeted, and the boy as he lost his mouth because of his blunder. The Chinese joint venture TV station." He bit the bullet and started talking.
"Hehe." Little Bronfman laughed twice from his nostrils.
"According to the overall trend of Nasdaq Internet stocks, Littman Media has fallen behind, losing at least hundreds of millions of market value!"
Doug Morris continued to announce the good news.
"He asked for it."
"Yeah, deserve it! Hey, or... I take this opportunity to force him to post the new album?"
"Ok?"
Little Bronfman looked back at him, "That's your job, you can decide for yourself."
Doug Morris knew that the boss was upset with a pair of eyes, so he didn't dare to mention it again, and hurriedly went back to make up, "I see, he likes to post, I won't find him, wait for him to come..."
"Don't mention this person, disappointment." Little Bronfman said: "Who did you just say arrived?"
"Oh, it's the president of Polygram Far East, Norman Zheng. The ability and connections are top-notch." Doug Morris introduced.
"I've heard that you want him to take over the new distribution system after the merger of Polygram and Universal, right?"
Little Bronfman's work enthusiasm has not been said, and he has become more and more aware of his brand-new recording empire. Universal's distribution strength here is far inferior to PolyGram, and it is estimated that the senior management will have to use PolyGram.
"Yes, not only in the Far East, I intend to let him take charge of the distribution work in Asia Pacific, including Australia and other Oceanian countries." Doug Morris replied.
"See you then."
"Ok."
Norman Zheng is a typical Chinese elite with a Western education background, fluent in English, "boss, Mr. Morris." He stepped forward to shake hands very respectfully, neither humble nor overbearing.
"I've been here for a while, Norman, what I have seen...everyone is praising you."
The young Bronfman chatted for a while in a personable manner, and then made a test of his words, "How do you plan to integrate the distribution resources of Universal and Polygram here?"
"if it was me……"
Norman Zheng knew that this was a very, very important interview for him, and he immediately talked about it.
"What about the layoff plan?"
"Anti-piracy?"
"Development of the Chinese mainland market?"
"Are you familiar with the book market and the Oceania market?"
Little Bronfman asked a few questions casually, and the answer made him very satisfied, "Anything else you want to add?" He asked at last.
"I am also going to straighten out the equity relationships of some of my Asian record labels, so some additional financial support may be needed." Norman Zheng said: "This will cut some relevant senior executives, and I guarantee that future operating costs will be reduced. Lower."
"well."
Norman Zheng mentioned a few more, and the little Bronfman was very satisfied.
"Uh, there is the upcoming reception work of the international superstar tour of Universal Music Group, such as as... Asian fans have been looking forward to him for a long time."
When Norman Zheng said this, UU read www.uukanshu.com Doug Morris realized that it was going to be bad.
"Oh well."
Little Bronfman smiled and nodded, "Let's do it, I'm a little tired, I believe I will notify you soon."
"Okay, then I'll leave, boss, Mr. Morris."
Norman Zheng thought his performance was perfect, and walked out of the presidential suite secretly.
"I thought for a while, not using our own words is a blow to the morale of the company, what do you think?"
Little Bronfman asked: "We take Polygram, and then lay off our own people here? They will be chilling with the Bronfman family."
"Indeed...it is true...I did not consider the key factor of employee morale. Boss, your opinion is correct and more comprehensive."
What else can Doug Morris say, a burst of irritation in his heart, but he still has to continue flattering.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 1224: Symphony Center
"50 million to buy a title? Ha ha."