Chapter 1059

At the Waldorf hotel in Manhattan, Littman reserved a suite with a small conference room. There were no reporters, no flashlights, no outsiders.

Since Littman publishing house is a family business, the ownership structure is simple, complex and complex. The row opposite the long conference table is full. Except for lawyers and accountants, the rest are his relatives who own a small amount of equity. Before signing the memorandum of purchase, their families should sign the documents concerning authorization and distribution of interests after selling the publishing house.

But the atmosphere in the meeting room was still very depressing. Song Ya tried not to disturb them. He put his elbow on the table and held his cheek to keep quiet and waited in silence.

"Hum!"

A white man with a slightly shaggy look of Littman signed it with a sneer, then picked up his hand, leaned back in his chair, his face full of ridicule waiting for a good play.

Is this a cousin of Littman or a cousin? Anyway, according to owitz, he did not give little trouble to Littman in selling publishing houses, and their feud came to an end when his grandfather split up.

The document was passed to a well-dressed, elegant white woman next to Littman. Her lower lip trembled slightly as she held the pen. After signing hard, she immediately took out her handkerchief and nodded at the corners of her left and right inner eyes.

"Come on, mam..."

Littman took the paper from her sobbing mother, signed it neatly, then dropped his pen and looked at owitz in the middle of the table.

"Lawyers for both sides." Owitz motioned to Goodman and the opposing lawyer.

"No problem."

Goodman and Samuel of Yongdao examine the document and push it to song ya.

Song Ya checked carefully in person.

The deal includes 89% equity of Littman publishing house, which owns a headquarters building in a small town in New York State, a new printing factory near the headquarters, and an old printing factory in a small town in the south. The property rights of land, plant and equipment are owned or partially owned.

The office space in all major cities is rented.

The publishing house owns the copyright and distribution rights of many publications such as textbooks and novels, as well as the distribution rights of some newspapers, magazines and advertising printed materials. They also signed long-term contracts for the compilation, printing and distribution of promotional materials with some brands, most of which were junk letters that would be regularly put into the mailbox at the door of residents.

"So the advertisement of this yacht company was made by your family?"

Song Ya saw a familiar brand from a yacht manufacturer who often harassed him. He sent a thick catalogue of yacht models to highland park every week. It was printed on color coated paper, which was as exquisite as fashion magazines.

"Well." Littman wasn't in the mood to talk about it.

Song Ya continued to read. The second valuable asset package was the majority equity of hi fi magazine, followed by modern photography, stereo review and other newspapers and magazines with different numbers of shares. The proportion of those behind did not exceed 50%, and some of them did not even have the board seats of the corresponding magazines.

From collusion to today, both sides have a very clear understanding of each other. In the year when Littman sold himself Americana music magazine, the value of these paper media alone was estimated to be more than 50 million. Now, 85 million of them can still build up a publishing house which is in normal operation, still in balance of income and expenditure, with a slight profit

“OK。”

Song Ya felt that there was no problem. If he had won it, he could promote the distribution of educational videos earlier. This requires the education departments of various states and the Education Committee in the parliament. Littman magazine is fully competent.

"Aplus, your side..." Owitz pointed.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Their pre obligation is to license the distribution of Johnny Carson's unfinished memoirs to Littman publishing house, and the printing and distribution business of Americana music magazine to them, "Mrs. Carson, Ms. Fleming." Johnny Carson's current wife, Amelia music editor in chief Shirley Fleming, and the lawyers were also present, so they signed the documents they were responsible for signing.

Finally, the moment of signing the memorandum of acquisition, the lawyers of both sides put the thick documents in front of them.

Don't change the name of the publisher, leave a seat for Littman, Barbara

After checking again, he finally looked at the figure of $85 million in the document. Song Ya subconsciously cracked his teeth and made a cruel heart. He signed his own name on the documents instructed by Goodman, and then both sides exchanged documents and continued to sign with their heads closed.

"Hoo!"

It's 85 million, and the cost of the acquisition is more than 90 million. Because of his trust in Sloan, he didn't pay much attention to the whole acquisition. When he really took out the real gold and silver, he was still under great pressure. He took a long sigh of relief and extended his hand to Littman: "let's celebrate?"

"No, I have another meeting." Finally showing a little melancholy, Littman refused.

What will? Oh, his creditors are waiting outside. "Then I won't disturb you."

Littman didn't want to send him, and raised his hand to show that he knew.Before Song Ya and his party left and the creditors entered, a fierce and southern accent quarrel broke out in the conference room, which had nothing to do with himself.

"It's a good business, boy!"

Owitz slapped him affectionately on the face. "What's the point? Only the more painful the negotiator, the more able to prove that the deal is right! "

"I hope so..."

Song Ya doesn't think the old man has done his best. In any case, it is difficult to change. After the transaction is officially completed in January next year, nearly 100 million green rice knives will no longer belong to him.

"Dress yourself up in the evening, and I'll show you some big names." Said owitz.

"At night?"

"What?"

"I'm going to the charity auction here in the evening." With Murdoch's appointment, it's not convenient to tell Ovitz about it.

"Ha! So we're talking about the same thing. See you in the evening? "

"See you in the evening."

The two parties broke up in the corridor, and Sonya sent Ms. Fleming out of the hotel and returned to his suite.

"Are you going to be socialized with him?" Sloan asked.

"This guy had better understand his situation and not embarrass me."

Song Ya only knows that Mrs. Astor personally presided over the charity auction. Murdoch will be there in the evening. Maybe there are other people in the media industry who are too close to owitz, and gossip can easily get into the ears of Disney emperor.

Although he didn't ask fox if it would comply with Disney's ban, Hollywood tycoons should not be in public contact with owitz at this time, "tired!" A week of high-intensity rehearsal, morning people are still in Chicago, he fell on the sofa refused to get up.

"So you don't have a plan for the publishers and magazines that just cost 85 million?"

Sloane threw a pillow over.

"Of course, but I'm sorry I can't disclose it now. I'll wait until I get my things in hand." Song Ya betrayed Guan Zi.

"Littman won't break his contract. If you look at his situation today, you can't afford to pay." Sloan said.

"I've had so many accidents that I don't have to bet."

Song Ya said with a smile: "don't worry, I will revitalize this publishing house, it has been able to live."

"And the magazines?"

"The magazine can be opened up to find buyers, and the news has been sent out to Ms. Shirley Fleming." Song Ya replied.

"These are all things that Littman can't sell."

"Maybe starting next year, you'll have to lose money like Americana, or the shares will continue to shrink," Sloan said

"In a word, there are more ways than difficulties. Maybe we can take these..."

Song Ya picked up a pile of magazines on the table, such as hi fi, modern photography, stereo reviews, and so on, and flipped through them. "Like Americana music, do you think you've done something about it?"

"I don't understand that." Sloan looked at Shakira as she came out of the bedroom, and disappeared.

"There's hardly anything useful in a big magazine..."

These magazines are struggling to survive. Half of the contents are advertisements for audio and photographic equipment, and the other half are mostly soft. There are only a few articles left to talk about useful information. Although the printing is much more exquisite than that of Americana music magazine, there are not many things that can be moved to the Internet, and the style is far inferior.

He dropped the magazine on the ground, hugged Shakira, who was in his arms, and soon fell asleep.

"Well?"

All of a sudden, he heard his ex-wife's song on the TV. He opened his eyes, and Shakira was watching intently, "too little, too little clothes."

It turns out that today is the day of her Madison Square Garden Concert. HBO is broadcasting it, and I don't know how much money she spent. It's called fantasy concert. She is singing the last few sentences of dreamover.

take me anywhere you want to babynow

take me to any place you want to go, baby

baby

I need you very much

I need you so urgently

< br causeiwant To share with you baby

because I want to accompany you forever, baby

she sings with her orchid fingers up and twists her happy dance steps. After singing, she still lies on the stage steps and puts a enchanting pose, winking at the camera. The beauty is still very beautiful. After giving birth to little leiga, she has been promoted to a cup. Her body is hot, but the stage clothes are too exposed. "Now, no one dares to care what she wears? It's true that all the people who have become mothers are... "She felt like singing to herself, but song Ya couldn't help but make complaints about herself.

"She sings very well." Shakira evaluated it from a professional point of view.

"Of course."

"Aplus, it's time to go to the charity auction." Sloane is outside knocking on the door.

"Already..." Oh, he turned to look out of the window. It was already evening. "I'll go out and come back soon." He had to say to Shakira.

I lingered in my dress for a while until I finished listening to my ex-wife's "invincible bass" in "without you".

The auction exhibits are displayed in the air corridor between Waldorf and the Astra Hotel, both of which used to belong to the Astor family. Mrs. Astor, who was born in 1902, has a high status? It's kind of like the grandparent of old money in New York, the old grandmother.

The auction has not yet officially opened. A large number of high-class people stroll around with their glasses. Among them, there are many well-known tycoons and billionaires in various industries. He did not expect that the auction will be so high-level today.

The first big diamond ring for my ex-wife was sold at the charity auction here. However, Mrs. Astor didn't show up at that time. Today, Songya didn't come here for auction Well dressed, Sloan soon saw Bill mckennik, fox's president.

“APLUS。” Bill mckennik, who should have been waiting for himself, waved to this side.

He was on his way to Sloan when he was stopped by owitz, who suddenly appeared. He handed Sloan his glass. "Aplus, come here. I'll take you to meet someone." Owitz said.

"Well, can I have a word with my friend first?" Song Ya asked.

"Who do you think you're meeting? Mr. Warren Buffett Owitz bit his ear mysteriously.

"Wow..."

The God of investment, the world's second richest man, is really worth asking bill mckennik to wait first. Owitz obviously doesn't want to take Sloan. Song Ya winks at Sloan with a glass in his hand and chooses to follow owitz first.

"Well? I was here just now. " Pushed by owitz affectionately on his back, they strolled around the 300 meter long corridor without finding anyone. Owitz took him back.

How do you feel that the old man is fooling himself again? Many people saw this scene. "Er, I don't have time. I have an appointment, Mr. owitz." Song Ya stood firm and did not want to go with him again.

"Don't be silly, kid. Let's talk to Mr. Buffett about Disney. His Berkshire Hathaway company owns a lot of Disney shares, and he's very dissatisfied with Eisner's recent behavior." Owitz advised.

What does this have to do with me? My metro brand is still pointing to Disney to release records! Song Ya was trying to make an excuse to run away when he met another billionaire, his "immediate boss", chairman of the NASDAQ Exchange, Madoff.

"I just met Murdoch and he seems to be asking where you are." Madoff said.

"Mr. Murdoch, ha ha, OK. Let's meet him first, maybe with Mr. Buffett, right?" Owitz is happy.

"Yes, Mr. Buffett is also..."

"I mean Murdoch wants to see aplus," Madoff said after noticing Sonya's look for help

"Oh." Owitz reflected that he had misunderstood, "your date is..."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. owitz."

Song Ya stood behind Madoff cleverly, "can you take me?"

"Well."

Madoff and owitz shake hands and lead the way.

Owitz was a little upset. After a meeting, he chose to hang far behind two people. When he was a manager, he was familiar with this kind of thing.

He saw that big black was led out of the corridor by Madoff and walked into a door. As the door opened and closed, he saw several people inside and breathed subconsciously.

What kind of group photo are you taking? Song Ya didn't realize that he paid attention to the photographer in front of several chairs at the beginning, "can I introduce you?" Asked Madoff.

"Well, good to meet Mr. Murdoch."

Murdoch does not need to be introduced, but song Ya knows him. He shakes hands with Murdoch standing behind the chair, and "Mrs. Astor." The old lady in the middle of the front row is the master of this place, Mrs. Astor.

"Mr. Buffett..."

He recognized one more, and another, "Dr. kissing." They are all the top men born at the beginning of this century. There is a bit of decay in the room. Madoff may be the youngest among them.

"So you don't know him?"

Dr. kissing looked at himself with interest, pointed to another white old man sitting and laughed as he shook hands.

"Er..."

Familiar, song Ya looked at the other side, trying to remember, remember! In the library of the University of Chicago, I saw a picture or a portrait of each other, "Mr. Rockefeller." David Rockefeller, the third generation of Rockefeller family, was founded by his family.The last old man couldn't recognize it. "Gates, William Henry Gates II." The old man grinned and extended his hand to introduce himself.

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