"Sit down, please sit down."
Barcelona is very close to Paris, and the flight time is more than an hour, so the bedroom is unnecessary.
For the first time, Song Ya really entertained friends here as the host, and found a seat casually in the screening room. The stewardess began to deliver wine and drinks and provide services.
Although the crew members have signed a strict confidentiality agreement, the first time we get along can not be too trusting, because it is impossible to guarantee that there will be a madman with a big mouth. Halle who was reminded in advance
"The first time I cooperated with the black pharaoh, it is hard to say a word. He has a strong desire to control and he is cunning..."
On Wall Street in New York, Julian Robertson commented when he chatted with his cronies, “Although he is basically a good partner, he can earn such a big net worth at a young age, but he needs to guard against each other all the time. The feeling of control is too bad. In the past, this situation usually only appeared externally..."
Regarding the Tiger Fund, Julian Robertson’s stubbornness and desire for control are as good as Song Ya’s, and that’s why I feel so emotional.
"The promise of the hip-hop star..."
A cronies asked: "If he really signs a contract with Aeropostale today, it means he will still have a lot of cash to start with. Do we need to worry about him next week?"
Today is different. After the breakup, everyone will go their own way. They are no longer teammates, but are likely to become opponents.
"I don't think it is necessary. He is really not brave, at least when playing futures. Our overall strategy next week should be conservative."
Julian Robertson is not worried about this.
"If, I mean if, do we find that he is going against us next week?" the cronies asked again.
"Business is business, but I don't want to be too ruthless. If I find this situation, I should talk to him in advance before deciding."
In just four days, less than four days later, I have become hot again from the Wall Street losing dog, blowing the honor of attacking a company with a market value of 100 billion yuan. This gift is for people to sit at home, and APLUS handed over to the door. Yes, no matter what the process is, this love Julian Robertson essentials.
Since Vivendi Global had already lowered its limit in the morning, on June 23, 2000, in the afternoon, the Black Pharaoh came to Paris, and the towering Eiffel Tower spire could be seen from the porthole of the 757.
"Why does the editor-in-chief send us here?"
A photographer from a top French financial magazine looked at 47 meters long, UU reading www.uukanshu. With a wingspan of 39 meters, the 757-200, which slowly landed like a graceful golden swan, asked my colleague questioningly: "Interview an American singer?"
"He is also a well-known rich man in the world and one of the big players in the Internet industry in the United States."
The reporter with the microphone knows the purpose of the interview better, "This is his private jet. Use the 757 as a private jet."
"Wow…"
"By the way, honey, now you can always talk, right?"
When she got off the boarding ladder, Hallie found the opportunity to hold Song Ya and bit her ears, "This week we...how much did you make?"
"Emmm..."
Song Ya waved hello to the dark crowd receiving the airport in the waiting hall, raised his eyelids and made a mental calculation, and then said lightly: "Almost...2.4 billion dollars."
Chicago 1990 Chapter 1402: I come, I see, I conquer
"Look, Halle Berry... I really don't put my APLUS girlfriend in my eyes. She lives on the same plane, and now it's in the crowd... I think she is about to squirt water."
The photographer saw Hallie vomiting with Song Ya's face surging in spring, walking soft like noodles.
The colleague reporter didn't reply, but kept his head down and struggled with the entertainment reporters to help him squeeze out a good seat.
"AleAleAle!"
The French can't forget the summer of winning the championship in 1998. The fans who came to pick up the plane sang the cup of life in unison.
Song Ya was very acquainted and immediately fulfilled their wishes, raising one arm high, waving to the rhythm and twisting buttocks in a big way.
"APLUS! APLUS! Ah! Ah!" The fans screamed and cheered.
"APLUS, come to France this time..." The reporters put the microphone to his mouth while he was signing the autograph for the fans.
"I love Paris. I will never forget to be here with you in 1998 to witness the French national team lifting the Hercules Cup..."
"Yes, it's been a long time since the first movie of Blade Warrior, this sequel..."
"I had a great time working with Halle and Zach. We have been friends for many years."
Song Ya was calmly answering the reporter's question, and suddenly there was a loud roar in his ear, "APLUS!"
The financial journalist caught his attention and immediately asked loudly: "It is rumored that you participated in the financial sniper war that caused Vivendi Global to plunge. Can you talk about it in detail?"
This question was too jumpy, and it didn't fit into the atmosphere of the scene. Entertainment reporters and fans all looked at it with puzzlement.
He has an accent in English, Song Ya immediately used this point to pretend that he didn't understand, "Yes, just tonight, welcome to my premiere tonight." Continue to answer other people's questions.
"Your behavior is suspected of illegal speculation! You manipulated your media to create negative news against Vivendi Global, fake news!"
The reporter did not ask questions at all, and directly shouted out the accusations. The financial media who came to the scene was not the only one who came to the scene. Someone soon agreed, "APLUS! What do you want to say about ordinary French investors who suffered huge losses in the Paris stock market this week? !?"
The entertainment reporters and paparazzi realized that there were many more financial colleagues who usually use their nostrils to see people at the scene, and their faces were extremely ugly, and they had lost their attitude to the interview etiquette, so they all laughed and shifted the camera and took pictures.
"Is it signed here?" Song Ya just frowned handsomely, then turned a deaf ear, and continued to sign for fans kindly.
"Vampire capitalist! Tear off the disguise of your star mask!" The financial reporter shouted again.
At this time, a white middle-aged man wearing a long coat on a hot day suddenly bent over and picked up something dark and raised his hand.
The silencer, which had been trained by old Mike for many years, responded quickly. A stride rushed forward and grabbed the man’s wrist. There was a chaos in the audience. Song Ya and Halle were surrounded by old Mike and other bodyguards and airport guards to protect them. He walked away quickly.
It was a shoe that could not be thrown. The white man who was subdued by the silencer was quickly taken away by the airport guard.
"What are you crazy!?"
"Ashamed of the country!"
"Why treat APLUS like this!?" The fans were unhappy, and questioned the group of financial reporters.
"A group of fools! I know the fan star, I don't know what that guy did to us!" In just one week, at least hundreds of billions of euros of wealth in the Paris stock market evaporated, and financial reporters packed their equipment in an embarrassed manner amid accusations. Go after the arrested middle-aged man.
"The Paris police said that you may be in danger again. They need to re-check the hotel we are staying in to ensure safety." The convoy drove onto the main road. Old Mike answered the phone and reported.
"Ordinary people should not be very clear about your role in this matter. The situation is a bit weird. It is better not to stay in the originally planned hotel." Sloan in the passenger seat reminded, "We will not stay in Lao Pi this evening. Go to Nou's house? He invited you. I believe the French government will not be able to monitor the boss of the PPR Group."