"How do you feel about APLUS?" Messier broke the silence.
Song Ya's empty hand scratched the temple.
This is a code for asking for help. Well, this little waste is still slightly insufficient. Sloan snickered, "I am afraid that your company will have more trouble next week, isn't it? Don’t mention Mifa and the two countries will start investigating those fakes. Account, your market value seems to have gradually approached the edge of insolvency?" She said.
For this reason, she did not recommend that Song Ya meet Messier and the old Bronfman privately. No matter how the talks are, it will cause the institutions that will continue to short next week to misjudge, especially the Addison of Deutsche Bank. It has begun to talk about the possibility of Vivendi Global’s bankruptcy. This is a major topic that will be extremely beneficial to the air side next week.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Messier and the old Bronfman would pick so many people to return to the dinner party, and would rather come forward with a sneer and ridicule that they bow their heads to a twenty-five-year-old young man. .
Talking with APLUS is a big plus. If APLUS refuses to meet in person in front of everyone, it’s okay to say that there are witnesses. Now you are in a secret room. No matter how you go out, you will not be completely trusted.
Even so, it is not easy for two tycoons who have been famous for many years to do this. Face may be worthless to a person, or it may be more important than life.
"If Ms. Sloan you mean our market value of 48 billion, it seems a bit early?" Messier sneered softly.
"The problem of false accounting...Who would believe that only so much has been revealed so far?" Sloan countered.
"There is no problem of false accounts. This is just a rumor spread by Addison and the others. The market will return to rationality blindly." Messier cannot admit to false accounts on any occasion. "A short report is not a court decision."
"It will take a long time for the court to decide, right?"
It is also impossible for Sloan to be found out what evidence he has in his possession and what his cards are. The remote court's decision will not have any impact on the war next week.
"You're very clever girl." Old Bronfman said.
"Thank you." Sloan greeted gracefully.
But the old Bronfman did not respond to her anymore and put aside the wine glass, "APLUS, I know that you have a conflict with little Edgar, he has interfered with your Internet and record business, I apologize to you for him, he..."
"There is still wine." Song Ya replied.
"What?" Old Bronfman thought he was pointing at the stale wine on the table.
"Also, he suppressed the new wines of A+ Liquor Industry, because we previously gave the distribution rights to Seagram Liquor Industry, and Grey Goose Vodka did not get good resources."
Song Ya said lightly: "This also cost me a lot."
"Oh, it's been a long time since I asked about the specific business. This is something Edgar did not do the right thing." Old Bronfman had no choice but to say: "Well, let's not talk about these little things..."
"It's no small matter."
Song Ya did not respect the old and loved the young, and continued to interrupt, "Although my business may not be a big deal to your family..."
"I understand, I..."
"I asked someone to tell you something, remember?" Song Ya asked again: "The two former executives of the Sigram wine industry, they are outside."
"The boss..."
In the banquet hall at this time, the two Seagram Global veterans who had come to Paris to sign and merge with Tricolor Vodka, who followed the A+ wine team, also saw the scene just now. They just woke up from the huge shock. Are you here to surrender to APLUS?" One of them was so sad that he burst into tears, "What a humiliation, he is so old..."
"I have already started crutches, and it looked good at the beginning of the year..." The other person was already wiping his tears.
"The father of the big boss of the world is here to surrender to APLUS!" There was a voice from the side of the visitors, "Otherwise APLUS may really bankrupt the Bronfman family! Haha, he really participated in this week's short-selling!"
"The Bronfman family is really miserable! Today's story spread, are they still qualified to be called rich men?"
"Better than bankruptcy?"
"That's also...haha!"
The wind whispered into the ear like a knife, "It's all the little Edgar...hey! The boss will not end up like this after taking care of his son. APLUS shouldn't put such a cruel hand!"
"Yes! APLUS is too much this time! The contradiction with little Edgar will not do this anyway!" The other nodded indignantly.
"Who do you call the boss?"
A+ Liquor Industry President Liser frowned and appeared behind the two of them and yelled: "Not so? But in terms of our company’s performance that was embarrassed by the little Bronfman, I myself have the urge to buy a man and kill him. You two bring me sober! You thought you were working in Seagram?"
"Hehe, we are no longer working in Seagram, but we won't work with you soon. Do you think the two founders of Tricolor Vodka like you very much or what? Riiser."
The two veterans sneered at each other, "It's ridiculous, you have finished your job for APLUS."
"Cut! I am very grateful to the boss, of course I mean APLUS."
Risser sneered. He is different from Scout of A+. He knows that the boss APLUS has long been dissatisfied with Scout, and he has worked loyally from a small pedal company to the present, uh...Although APLUS was shot and fell into a coma. I have made a small mistake in principle, but I have all the credit and hard work, and I am younger than Scout. APLUS privately promised to arrange a good place, "You don’t have to worry about me. If vodka is not settled, I will fire you. I've seen you two not pleasing to your eyes a long time ago!"
"I understand the contradiction between you and the little Bronfman APLUS, but... Edgar has already apologized to you today, OK? We know that a simple verbal apology may not prove sincerity..."
In the room, Messier stopped Song Ya from repeatedly interrupting the old man's bullying style.
"It's okay, I will speak for myself."
The old Bronfman stopped helping, "APLUS, we may auction off the Seagram wine industry in the near future. Think about it, you will pick the brightest pearl of our family's ancestors, Martell..."
The old man picked up the wine glass again, and greeted Song Yayang reluctantly, but quickly put it back on the table decisively, "Chivas, Royal Salute...you have them, after my son..." He paused and continued to be full of anger. Said: "I will never be able to lift my head in front of you in the future, right?"
"I'm not interested in the wine business, and the business that I used to play tickets is about to be sold." Song Ya shook his head, it sounds like this suggestion seems to be tempting himself to take money to leave the market, uh...Although they have already left the market, they I do not know!
"You still have some song copyrights in Universal Music, right? We can give it to you." Messier said.
Eh? Speaking of Universal Music...
"Why don't you auction Universal Music or Universal Pictures?" The film industry is better and still making money. These are the two industries I know best. The temptation to instantly incarnate into one of the top seven in Hollywood or one of the top five in the recording industry is still very attractive. Full.
Uh, although it seems I can't afford it, I can find someone to partner with!
"That won't work. Vivendi Global's strategic focus is on the media industry. The outsiders who split up the liquor business will not question too much." Messier shook his head. "And isn't Universal Music being investigated by the Sheriff of Wall Street? You should be very clear. This matter will not be on the shelves in a short time."
"That has nothing to do with me." Song Ya couldn't admit it.
"If you like the media industry, maybe we can put the U.S. TV network's repurchase contract on the shelves." Messier said.