The male model was staggered by the big fat Hayden. He dared not say a word, and was sullied out of the banquet hall by the APLUS bodyguard.
Xiaoli smiled gratefully and raised his hand to thank Hayden.
"It's okay, a little misunderstanding. APLUS and Leo have a good relationship. They were just joking. They are the same age and have known each other a long time ago."
He didn't expect Hayden to come over and put his arms around his shoulders and explain in a loud voice, "Let's go, let's go."
The crowd onlookers laughed clearly, and then dissipated.
Little Lizi had nothing to say, and felt extremely humiliated. He regretted coming here too much. He just wanted to escape as soon as possible.
peer…
Speaking of APLUS and his own age, he is no longer at the same level...
Yes, I am almost twenty-six years old like APLUS, and Li Peisi is only eighteen or ninety...
Five plays?
Thinking of these points, he felt more in his heart, sucking his nose and holding back his tears, bowing his head down like a **** that was defeated in a fight.
"It's been a long time since I saw Pino and Arnault appear on the same occasion."
On the other side, Song Ya and Sloan took the two tycoons Messier and the old Bronfman into a quiet room. Messier did not make any cliche greetings and started with these words.
The battle for Gucci between LVMH and PPR is still going on. Both sides tried their best but were unable to succeed. It was a matter of life and death for the company. The relationship between the two sides in the stalemate in the French Civil War was naturally extremely bad.
"Oh? I'm not sure."
Song Ya didn't answer other people's frivolous remarks like "they are staring at my wallet" and pretended to be a fool.
"Pino and his sons are now on the defensive. Arnault has a lot of Gucci stock in his hands, and the litigation is also dominant. The Pino and his sons want to drive him out, and they should not be able to buy Gucci without paying a big price." Messier said: "It is not easy for the PPR Group of Pino and Sons to collect this cash at this stage."
This is a good sign, "I feel so." Song Ya recognized the other party's analysis.
"Please sit down, Mr. Bronfman."
When the three tycoons gathered together, Sloan turned into a girl and introduced the old Bronfman into the seat, "Would you like something to drink?"
"Inner one." Old Bronfman narrowed his muddy eyes and pointed to Martell in the wine cabinet. "Thank you."
"Mr. Messier?" Sloan asked.
"It's the same."
Messier continued: "So now Pino and his son want to win your support, and Arnault only needs bad things. Is my judgment correct?"
"I'm just a humble menswear line spokesperson." Song Ya always had wine and champagne in his hand, and observed that Sloan had handed the glass to the old Bronfman and Messier, so he toasted.
"Celebrate our first meeting."
He was thinking about the words, and Messier had finished saying, "Edgar, how do you feel about seeing APLUS with your own eyes? A very good young man, right?" He held a glass of wine to the old Bronfman and asked at the same time. Tao.
"very talented."
The old Bronfman didn't talk much from the beginning. Although he has shown a much older fatigue than when he appeared at the beginning of the year when he signed the merger with Vivendi, the tycoon is still full of temperament. Any feelings of difficult circumstances.
Song Ya and Messier talked a few words about the French civil war between LVMH and PPR. The old Bronfman focused on tasting Martell, which had been in control of the Sigram wine industry for 80 years, and did not participate.
"What do you think?"
Outside, the chairman of the LVMH group, Arnault, was hugged and left. Old Pino looked viciously at the back of the opponent who wanted to skin and dismantle, and asked his future successor.
"APLUS is coming to Paris at this time... It must have been pre-planned in hindsight, and the clothing and wine business cannot be rushed. He is going to visit the scene in person today, the fourth trading day after Vivendi Universal's resumption of the market. , Command the battle! He definitely participated in the short-selling of various institutions, but it is impossible to foresee that it will go so smoothly when making plans... After all, the black pharaoh is not a god.
Pino answered.
"Then Messier and Old Bronfman come to find him in person, what do you want?" Old Pino continued to compare.
"Keep your head down? Ask APLUS to stop? APLUS sold the apparel business today for 240 million. With the funds that can be transferred from the rice stocks, the ammunition is sufficient, and if we continue to hit the market next week... Vivendi Global can't stand it."
Little Pino replied: "Remember his bet with Little Bronfman? This time he wants Bronfman to die with Vivendi Universal!"
"Or the opposite!"
Old Pino pointed out that Vivendi Global is actually the unlucky party following the young Bronfman. "It's unbelievable. A company with a market value of 100 billion yuan. If APLUS has been selling short positions this week, he should have harvested a huge amount of long orders. ."
"But I have accumulated too many empty orders. I always think that the fundamentals of Vivendi Global are still okay. The war is far from over. APLUS is as proud and majestic as a conqueror today, but it is difficult to say that it will win to the end. He is likely to die from an underestimated enemy under a huge advantage, or a backstab from an ally..."
Little Pino said: "We are saving him by persuading him to leave the market to fund the wholly-owned acquisition of Gucci. Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to understand how beneficial this win-win transaction is to him."
"Vivendi Global has shrunk to 48 billion euros a week. Few people can maintain a sense of peace under such a brilliant victory..."
Old Pino nodded appreciatively, "However, the fundamentals of Vivendi Global you mentioned just now should not help solve the current crisis. Their current market value is already very dangerous."
"APLUS, it just so happens that Ms. Sloan is also there, I don't want to talk about the A station, business is business..."
Messier in the room has already cut to the point, "Next Monday, this war will continue again. Both I and Edgar want you to quit. You have earned enough. Of course, this is what you deserve...or In those words, business is business, and we will not pursue anything."
Song Ya raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, and took a sip of champagne with a smile.
I have left the field, but I don’t know if Vivendi Global knows that today’s move to sign a contract to sell a clothing company in France may also be understood as a signal to continue pursuing, so these two tycoons will Come together.
Then I don’t know, this is very useful information.
Then Messier's phrase "will not be held accountable" also successfully evoked his ambition.
Still less beating.
He immediately replied, and the scene was a bit stiff for a while.
The rooms set up by Hilton Hotel for VIP guests in the banquet hall have classical European Baroque style, exquisite large oil paintings, and antique European-style furniture. Song Ya, who is a head taller than Messier, is straight, and the corners of the mouth of the cup appear as if Wu's smile, confident and strong.
Messier, who used Vivendi Global to achieve a market value of 100 billion yuan, is not weak at all. He lifted his head slightly and looked directly into the eyes of the other party, completely unable to see that he was in a critical situation of domestic and foreign difficulties.
The old Bronfman was like a former overlord who was out of business. He easily lifted the wine glass to be flush with his eyes, shaking slightly, as if he was concentrating on tasting the wine.
Sloan watched this scene quietly, and her heart was surging. Many years ago, she did not expect that she and APLUS would appear on an occasion with these two tycoons, playing fiercely under the seemingly calm water surface, and had the upper hand. .