Chapter 1236

"Yes, co-operative, me, and you."

Barry Diller was in a mixed mood to confirm to little Bronfman, recalling the golf course in Montreal not long ago.

He was invited to visit and had a good talk with his host, old Bronfman.

The old man looks much haggard than he met last time, but he is still in good spirits. He drives his golf cart to the next hole.

The old man was still fighting with DuPont in the ConocoPhillips oil acquisition war, and he knew that he had gained a lot from the other party's silly son, so Barry Diller was a little empty-minded and carefully observed his words.

"Little Edgar adores you, Barry."

Arriving at the destination, the old man was helped off by the caddie.

"We appreciate each other. He's excellent. He's the best." Barry Diller compliments.

"Ha ha ha!" The old man happily used the club as a crutch and strode ahead.

"What do you think of the Digital Millennium bill?" The old man set the ball and asked casually as he stroked with his club.

"Currently submitted version The terms are bad for us. " Barry Diller replied.

"Well, I've noticed that little Edgar needs your support very much now." The old man asked, "is it possible to pass? Especially in the Senate, it's almost impossible to stop it. "

"I understand." "I will stay in Washington and fight with him in the near future," Barry Diller said with a smile

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Mr. Bronfman."

"Oh, by the way, thank you for helping sigram global solve its cash flow problem."

The old man means that he bought all the media companies under universal and part of beimi distribution network at a time of 1.5 billion yuan and 2.6 billion yuan.

Barry Diller was a little unsure of the other party's real intention of mentioning this matter. He felt that he needed to explain it emphatically. "In fact, you don't have to thank me. I'm a person who divides the business very clearly. Moreover, although I'm the chairman of the board of directors of IAC company, the shareholding ratio is not high. It's the joint decision of the board of directors to cooperate with Edgar young."

“IAC？ Is it the company involved in the latter acquisition? "

Old Bronfman stopped to think.

"Yes."

The last acquisition of 2.6 billion yuan made a profit, but the price was relatively normal. He didn't need to be cruel to IAC company, which had a low shareholding ratio. However, in the previous transaction of 1.5 billion meters national television network, he raised 1.2 billion yuan in cash and about $300 million in half of Diller media's shares. He made a huge profit, and his position and ability in the media field were very strong The quantity has been improved by leaps and bounds.

Looks like the old man's back from retirement? He didn't want to talk more. He nodded and agreed, but he was on guard.

"I remember your current nickname in Hollywood is" killer "

Every word of the old man seems to be metaphorical, which is very stressful.

But Barry Diller is not a vegetarian, "ha!" He laughed at himself, "it's all in the past. If I were really a competent killer, I would not have been defeated by leishidong twice. Like me, owitz and David Geffen, who came out of the mailroom of William Morris, have become billionaires early."

"Don't be so modest, Barry."

The old man hit the ball out, and then went to the landing spot on his own.

Barry Diller had to kick off alone, and by the way, he took advantage of the empty space to think and speculate, and they met again on the green.

"I'm one shot ahead of you?" The green of this hole is relatively high, and the wind makes the flag standing at the hole hunting. The old brown man waiting there is waiting for him, half true and half false provocation.

"The game is not over yet." Barry Diller points to the ball.

Old Bronfman focused on aiming. After a long stroke, he put the ball carefully. The caddie picked up the flag, and the white golf ball moved forward slowly. Finally, he crossed the edge of the hole.

"Damn it The old man cursed, angry, and then dial one more stroke, to make up for the ball.

"The wind." Barry Diller put down his ball and put it into the hole easily.

"I have an idea, Barry, you should cooperate with Edgar more deeply. You are the best partner, and he only listens to you now..."

Old Bronfman waved the caddies away. "What do you think?"

"Oh?"

"You should be acting in concert. In the future, whether it's at sigma global or your Diller media, I've seen the buyback agreement you signed with little Edgar." The old man asked, "how's it going?"

"I don't have a stake in sigram global..."

"The buyback will be paid in the form of shares, just sign a supplementary agreement."

"Isn't that good?"

"What's wrong? He told me that you are very optimistic about the future of sigram global group, and you think he is the best young man. In this case, it is better for both sides to join hands, isn't it? I can retire safely, too. "The old man's eyes became very sharp. He looked into his face and asked, "or don't you think it's true?"

"The buyback period is still early."

"I know, so you have to help him find someone who is willing to accept the sigma global group before the buyback, if the Digital Millennium bill is passed."

"I know it's hard to sell a business worth tens of billions of dollars, but I think the situation is very bad now. We have to plan ahead. We have to sell everything before the expiry of the agreement with Merrill Lynch," the old man said

Barry Diller squinted and looked at the old man with white hair in front of him. It seemed that he saw an old lion king licking his wound. When he said "sell it all", his expression was full of heartache.

"Sell it? Do you mean sigram, the wine company of the three generations of the Bronfman family, plus the world's largest record group and one of the seven Hollywood film companies? "

He was surprised to confirm.

"Yes."

The old man nodded firmly: "I've studied all the statements and the gambling agreement with Merrill Lynch. If I don't sell them earlier, Edgar will probably go bankrupt when the agreement expires in 2002. He borrowed too much money and the record industry has a bad future People around him may not dare to mention this great danger to him, but you should be frank. He trusts you so much. "

"It's not that serious. Even if the Digital Millennium act is passed, we can get favorable precedents through copyright litigation. The restrictions of the current version of the law are very vague, and there is a lot of space."

Barry Diller doesn't want to tell the truth, and he doesn't want to go back and sign any agreement with the other party's silly son. He's still waiting to make the last large sum of money when he repurchases. His plan is very mature, and his fortune is more than one billion, so he pretends to be stupid and continues to persuade.

After listening to this, the old man took a deep breath, bent slightly, rubbed his chest, turned and walked to the golf cart. He said: "it's little Edgar who has a very low chance of winning in the game of this bill, so the Internet industry and Wall Street haven't hurt him. Part of it is my relationship, because I still have a few thin faces. But if we keep pestering, everything will be very different. We can't compete with the Internet industry. The whole country depends on the information technology revolution Don't you also have a website that will go public next month? "

Barry Diller did not speak, followed silently, and planned to find an excuse to leave after the dinner.

"And there are a lot of thieves around little Edgar."

The impatient old man said, "Damn it, if you were in the prohibition period to the 1970s, there would be only one villain who would sink to the bottom of the five lakes to feed fish."

"Ha ha..."

"Barry." When the old man heard his perfunctory laughter, he suddenly turned back and poked his index finger in his heart. "I won't watch Little Edgar go bankrupt and do nothing. My life is speeding up. I don't have much patience! I still have the ability to start the last war with this old face! "

"No, he's excellent. I always think so." Barry Diller is perfunctory.

"Then stand with him! Business is business. I'm not a person who can't afford to lose, and I won't be foolishly entangled in the past. I don't care if you really treat him as a friend in your heart, but after signing the supplementary agreement of the person acting in concert, I think everything is not a problem. As long as you want to run your own business well, he can at least keep a piece of property. "

The old man quickly confessed: "sorry, I'm a little direct today. No matter how much you got from Edgar, I'll admit And even I'll appreciate you more, I didn't realize it before How about I simply entrust the future of little Edgar to you! I beg you to... "

"Come on, old Mr. Bronfman..." Barry Diller was moved by his hard and soft actions. "Little Edgar is very proud, and I'm not sure I can convince him..."

"But he does see you as his best friend."

"OK, OK, I'll try..."

"Mr. Bronfman? Mr. Bronfman? "

Barry Diller and his son finally signed, half deceived and half coaxed, using some strategy, but on the whole, it was smooth.

August 27th was the day when the commander-in-chief was questioned by the special prosecutor Starr. The old man, with his wish fulfilled, sat at the top of the conference room in his suit and took a nap in the middle of the long meeting.

"Ah?" He looked up in a daze.

"We're going to sign with the Swiss." Old friends at the Jewish convention.

"All right."

He looked at the Swiss sitting on one side, and then at the other side. His compatriots sat there with a very serious expression.

He took up the pen and signed it.

After the settlement agreement was completed, the Swiss, who had paid more than 12 billion meters, got up and talked a little, then went out with restraint.

The atmosphere in the office is more and more depressing.

"Er, my mission will come to an end after this matter is completed. Due to physical reasons, I intend to take this opportunity to resign from my chairmanship and elect another day." "We'll be informed later," he announced

No one else in the room responded."So that's it?" He grinned and put his hands on the table, pretending to stand up easily.

"Thank you for all you've done over the years, Mr. Bronfman." People came to say goodbye one after another. Some of them said thanks like this. Some of them walked away without expression.

After he was gone, he finally showed a tired and dispirited look and sat down alone in a daze for a long time.

"Don't we go to the hearing together, Vic?"

Chicago, small town police colleagues fish gathered in front of the TV in the hall, waiting to see the melon eating drama.

"24 hours, 24 hours a day, talking about this..."

Vick Mcgee laughed and Tucao them, "have you not make complaints about it? I'm going to throw up anyway. "

The colleagues laughed and focused on the TV.

He is a small civilian who can not be promoted at all, and he is not popular in this police station Go ahead and pick up the baby

Of course, he has a lot of extra money. If it's not for his skin, there's no need for him to live on his salary. He raises his chin to his colleagues who are in charge of work attendance, and he runs away regardless of whether the other party agrees or not.

I drove to my ex-wife's house first, and smoothly connected with Cassidy's younger brother and sister who suffered from autism. The youngest daughter was only slightly ill, and his son worried him. As he grew older, it was more difficult for him to communicate with him.

"Alas

He disguised his worries and tried his best to be amused. The three members of the family went to have a Chinese meal, and then set off for a small private playground nearby.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! "

The forehand took his son to balloon. Suddenly he felt that the holster on his waist had been rubbed. He immediately guarded it with alert. It should be just a common collision. The gun was still in good condition.

"Hey! Watch your step! "

Just now, he was a black man hiding his head and tail in a hood. He walked forward, stealthily. After hearing his loud complaint, he just trotted.

"Hey, you! Stop

There is absolutely a problem. He always has a good sense of smell. This guy either just stole someone else's wallet or just finished a small amount of goods transaction. "You wait for me here." He charged a pair of children, excited to catch up with the past.

Black people run faster and faster.

"Stop him!"

Hehe, he touched his bald head and laughed. He ran around the playground like a wild boar, and called to the playground guard who was just on the black escape route.

The guard did stop him and hit the black man face to face. Both sides lost their balance. The black man staggered to the low fence of the playground and easily turned over.

"Stop! Nger！”

It's just a thief. It's just a remote place here. Finally, he can open his voice to scold that word and persevere over the fence.

Just after landing, I saw the black man turn around and take something out of his pocket.

“SHXT！”

"Bang!"

He cursed his short body. As soon as his hand touched the holster, the black man lifted his gun and fired decisively.

It was all over in a flash, and he fell.

It's definitely not a thief. It's too accurate. The escape route may have been designed, but it's all too late. Like Sean, a brother of the stormtroopers who fell on the streets of Mississippi after changing his name, he died in the cold street with his eyes open and his face up.

The same is the eyebrow shot, blood gradually flowing from the back of the brain.

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