Sloan resisted victoriously for a while, and soon her hands waved in the air unconsciously like a drowning man, slapped the man's body begging for mercy.
"Should we contact APLUS?"
In London, Deutsche Bank’s news source is faster, mainly because they have plenty of resources to keep an eye on Messier’s movements. Soon after the three tycoons met, they got a tip. They immediately called Edison, the global financial sector boss, "We I don’t know what the three people talked about, whether it’s buying APLUS or persecution, APLUS is likely to turn back next Monday."
"Old Bronfman? The younger one?" Edison frowned and asked, "What's the use of the old one? No money, no shares."
"Back to Canada." The subordinate replied: "But it seems that he has united Messier again. The young Bronfman has been excluded from the caucus by Messier before."
"Ok."
The former president of the Ethnic Conference still has a reputation. Edison thought for a while and felt that he really must be respected, "Keep on staring, it's too late, I'll talk about everything tomorrow." He is not a person in the entertainment industry. Life is very regular and I have gone to bed.
Messier and the old Bronfman work and rest are actually healthier than him, but now they can't sleep, and the two arrived at the Bronfman family castle in the same car.
"That kid is really a personal thing, and he seemed to be totally indifferent to speculation risks just now."
The two really didn’t know that Song Ya had already run away. No matter how meticulous Messier’s observations were, they couldn’t feel how nervous Song Ya was during the meeting. Would you like to see a mixed-race super rich?"
"It's not our turn to care about this now."
The old Bronfman heard the faint maliciousness towards APLUS in his words, and the two actually didn't talk much about it. After arriving in Paris, he immediately convinced him to go to see APLUS together.
"Why don't you rest and we will talk tomorrow?"
Messier was very upset with the eyes he encountered at the dinner just now, which was also a great humiliation to him, especially when LVMH's Arnault and PPR's Pino father and son were both present.
But there is no way, you have to save yourself first. Although he seems to be comparable to Arnault and Pino in terms of position and influence in the French business world, he is only a senior manager after all, and there is still a gap between them and the real rich.
If it were not for domestic and foreign difficulties, he would not go to the APLUS dinner, and he would not even get involved with the old Bronfman because he had previously instigated the young Bronfman to change the form of mergers and acquisitions to a full share swap instead of The cash and stocks negotiated with the old Bronfman earlier led to the fact that the Bronfman family was deeply locked in Vivendi Global and its assets shrank greatly.
Legend has it that the young Bronfman locked him up on the day he was signed. If it wasn't for Vivendi Universal's great difficulties, maybe this old man wouldn't have a good face to him in the future, right?
"I don't care about that." He recalled the first words the old Bronfman said to himself when he arrived, "Now we have to work together to get through the difficulties, do you agree with Messier?"
"Of course, I agree."
Messier replied, but only to say good things in his mouth. He had deprived the young Bronfman of his power before, and now my dad is killed... but it's useless, isn't it? Who told you to entrust all the business to your baby son early?
In the end, the slumping pot has to be dumped to the Global Department. Specifically, it is the president of DefJam Records named Lyle Cohen. This has not been discussed, otherwise his CEO position may not be maintained, and Vivendi’s internal rebellion has already been very strong. And the French regulator...
"OK, I'm going to see APLUS, will you go with me?"
The old Bronfman didn't have any nonsense, and then immediately proposed: "The speculators on the short side can't be monolithic. This creates a little mistrust between them."
"That's okay..." Messier thought about it and thought it was a good idea. He still has confidence in the fundamentals of Vivendi Global. Now it is a question of market confidence. "But APLUS came to Paris to sign two at this time. The acquisition contract of the American company is too arrogant."
"He hates little Edgar." Old Bronfman said painfully.
Isn't it strange if you don't hate? Your son caused APLUS to lose at least hundreds of millions of paper wealth. Messier said in his heart, "You go too? I don't know what young people like APLUS will say to you in the public. What are you going to do then? "
"Apologize, ask him to stop, or something..." Old Bronfman replied.
Messier couldn't help but be moved. The Jewish business leader in front of him who once smashed the country is now reduced to begging for a mixed-race upstart? Still under the gaze of many people...
He looked at the other party again, his hair and clothes were delicately taken care of, but he couldn't hide his old age. He had more civilization sticks in his hand than when he met at the beginning of the year. When he said the word ‘request’, he couldn’t see any violent emotional fluctuations.
After all, there is still a real character! Messier thought. "Why didn't I see little Edgar? Didn't he return to Canada to pick you up?"
"No, don't worry, he is no longer a problem." Old Bronfman shook his head.
"It's not a problem anymore..." Messier was shocked. It really was a bootlegger who started his business, so ruthless!
"Don't get me wrong, I just asked him to stay obediently in Montreal and reflect on it."
The old lion has not poisoned the prey, the old Bronfman said: "We need to bring out something to impress APLUS. I know that he cares about the copyright of the song very much. Others... We will rescue the Sigram wine industry as soon as possible. How?"
Haha, are you waiting for me here? Messier immediately became vigilant, "Vivendi Global had this plan, but now? It will cause market confidence to fall again."
"The auction should be able to sell for a good price, and it can raise seven to nine billion dollars in cash for us in a short period of time." Old Bronfman said: "In this case, speculators will not have much short-selling space for the time being. "
"For a short time? What are you going to do?" Messier asked if he thought about it.
"The official document will be released this weekend to auction the Seagram wine business for a three-month period. The higher the price is, it is very simple." Old Bronfman replied.
"Wait, even nine billion knives, the Seagram wine industry should be more than this price." Messier replied with a mental calculation.
"Well, the shares of my cousins, father and son, are reserved, and go to the new buyer." Old Bronfman replied.
Messier knew what he wanted to do. Now the Bronfman family’s internal funds in Vivendi Global are divided into three parts, one part belongs to the little Bronfman, concentrated in the global department, and one part belongs to the little Bronfman’s uncle and cousin. It is concentrated in the Seagram wine industry, and some are scattered with family members, scattered everywhere, and the funds raised by the old Bronfman to replace the loan of Deutsche Bank still exist in the debt model borne by Seagram Global.
"Little Edgar's troubles, I will not pursue anything, but my cousins, father and son, only make wine and sell wine. I don't want to see them follow me and little Edgar." Old Bronfman said: " So... let them go out, the wine business will be theirs in the future."
how? Want to take this opportunity to reserve some fire for the family? Are you really so optimistic about Vivendi Universal? Messier was not very happy. "They went to the Seagram wine industry. The bad things from APLUS may not participate in the bidding. After all, everyone knows that your family has a strong control over the Seagram wine industry."
"My cousins, father and son, can only hold posts with false titles, retain some final dignity, and no longer intervene in specific operations." Old Bronfman replied.