"I'll help you ask, wait until they finish the regular season."
Bradley knows the NBA very well. The Nets are in a bad situation this year and will not be able to make the playoffs.
This is Song Ya’s first close encounter with the senator. As one of the 100 U.S. senators who have served for six years, some senators speak and do things very directly or even almost without scruples, such as in textile quotas. The former Secretary of the Navy, John Werner, who helped, Bradley's style is similar.
This kind of people like to listen to compliments. After the courtesy greeting, Song Ya sits down, raises his right hand, pushes his palm to the outside, and repeats the speech when the other party announces his withdrawal in a lyrical tone: "When a country is at the most critical crossroads." When speaking, you need a strong heart to hold the steering wheel and lead all of our people on the right path... Your speech is very good, Mr. Senator, I will remember it only after hearing it, and I really think you are equally worthy The position of the upper driver's seat."
"Hahaha!"
Bradley and the others in the office laughed again, "Don't mention this aplus, the election is over for me."
The biggest threat and trouble to Gore in this primary election has always been him. Without Peter, he might have lost a lot after defeat. But because of Peter, who attracts hatred, he should move forward to withdraw from the election. A lot of benefits and promises were obtained from Gore and the Donkey Caucus. The media and the Donkey Party sang praises for his behavior of being aware of current affairs.
So Bradley is in a good mood right now, and he has more political capital to exert maximum pressure, "Does Peter Flock last until June? Or August? I admire his courage, unlike me, who is a deserter."
June is the time for the primary election debate, and August is the time for the Donkey Party National Convention and Super Representatives to vote to formally introduce candidates for the general election. Of course, Bradley knows what Peter wants to do.
"I am not very sure."
Song Ya didn't want the topic to be drawn to Peter, and replied: "Mr. Governor should have his own consideration."
"Ok, then let's not talk nonsense aplus."
Bradley asked: "The First Bank of New Jersey told me that you still have differences on the specific content of the acquisition agreement?"
At this moment, he crossed his fingers in front of him, **** leaning against the desk, Song Ya sat near the sofa near him, next to him was David Falke, and then Ms. Sloan, O'Grady of Northern Trust and CNA The insured person, the other entourages of both parties sit or stand in the room.
"Yes." Song Ya looked at Sloan.
"The people of Bank One requested that the shares sold do not contain voting rights. We cannot accept Senator Bradley on this condition. Both of us had no doubt about this in our previous negotiations." Ms. Sloan said.
"Why? Did something change?" Bradley asked knowingly.
After he retired from the election, there was no drag, and he would definitely refuse to submit as before, so the First Bank of New Jersey also repented at the same time.
Of course it's hard for our side to point out the facts, Sloan shrugged and signaled that he didn't know.
"So are you willing to make concessions on this condition aplus." Bradley looked at Song Ya.
How could it be possible that the kind of quagmire enterprise similar to the Inner City Broadcasting Corporation has no board seats without voting rights. If 120 million are invested in and resold, they can be used up. "This is not a small amount, Mr. Senator." Song Ya's expression. Very sincerely shook his head.
"Of course, I understand." Bradley nodded, and then stopped talking.
"Some shareholders of Bank One are willing to agree to our terms, and they seem to have differences within them," Sloan added.
Also like the Inner City Broadcasting Company, the share structure of the First Bank of New Jersey is very complicated. Certain individual small shareholders are eager to accept life-saving money, but the local New Jersey local New Jersey institutions and the government through the aid of the stock holdings in the early years, various charities and other funds, etc. The shareholders that the politicians can influence will listen to Bradley, who is the return of the king, instead of prioritizing the interests of the company, so they regretted it.
"Oh?"
Bradley's smile faded and he stared at Song Ya meaningfully, "You know aplus, I can't help much in this matter. I don't want to be criticized by the outside world to interfere with the business affairs of the private company."
It's all because of Peter. Until now, the bargaining chip that God used to threaten Little Daly by catching Bradley's sore feet is gone, and he has to face Bradley's revenge.
"Then we reduce the amount of investment, and only cooperate with the First Bank to start new investment banking projects?"
But he has no interest in New Jersey. In the final analysis, what can Bradley do to a global billionaire? Song Ya offered a new price, and both sides took a step back, so we can see each other in the future?
"They probably won't agree." Bradley took the initiative. "They need your 120 million for help. It doesn't make much sense for them to follow the trend and build a new stall."
This is how the lion spoke too much. Song Ya turned his head to look at Sloan and the others, and discussed in a low voice, "I understand." He got up and stretched out his hand: "Then let them continue talking first."
"Don't be silly aplus again, I won't sit back and watch you continue to do things inside the First Bank."
Bradley did not respond to the handshake, but pointed to his own eyes, "I'm staring at you."
He didn’t let him go. The acquisition of First Bank of New Jersey could only get the conditions through their internal board game. Sloan and the others calculated that it was not without a chance. After all, there are many shareholders who are greedy for 120 million life-saving money, but this will completely reconcile. Local politicians headed by Bradley fell out.
This is also a fear of being bothered by a stick and a wolf. Bradley should not know how much their internal painful feet he has in his hands. Otherwise, why is he so quasi to issue a tender offer to a small New Jersey bank?
Although it was actually intelligence that Sloan didn't intend to have when he was a congressional lobbyist, Bradley and the others didn't know it.
"understanding."
Without being too speculative, Song Ya stuffed his hand into his pants pocket, and stared at the other side with a warning sign, "Then we leave Mr. Senator."
"Please."
Song Ya put his hands in his trouser pockets and left with his men in file.
"Aplus!" David Falk, who is still not quite sure about the situation, hurriedly followed. "Are there any problems with your business?"
"The differences are too great, it seems we can't agree."
Song Ya patted his arm and smiled, "But thank you very much for your help today, David."
"Small question. Uh..." David Falk whispered again, "Nasdaq doesn't seem to be doing very well this year. Your money from Mr. Madoff..."
"It's not just that the Madoff Fund can only do long... I asked, they promised that even if their investment dividend this year is not as good as last year, it's not much worse."
The money in the Madoff Fund enjoys stable returns. Now in the market... Song Ya regrets that he has not increased his investment soon. "Of course, the right to choose is in Jordan's own hands. Look at it for yourself. I'm just a guide, no Your fund manager."
"Ok, ok...I understand." David Falk nodded frequently.
"Think of a better place, we saved 120 million." In the parking lot and David Falke parted ways, Song Yala opened the door, and smiled at the two acquisition partners of O'Grady and cna insurance: " I’m bothering you about this bankruptcy."
"Ha, it doesn't matter, doing business will always face this situation, and it's not always smooth and profitable every time."
The cna insurance guy smiled and got into his company's car.