Chapter 1390

"Tiger Fund suddenly released an 89 page short report on Vivendi global. The report is divided into several parts. In the first part: fraud, Tiger Fund, taking defjam records as an example, listed in detail such financial fraud as the company's misrepresentation of revenue and profits, exaggeration of the value of fixed assets and so on. The report also claims that this phenomenon is widespread in all branches of Universal Music Group.... "

The next day, the Tiger Fund issued a short report. When little Bronfman learned the news, he didn't take it seriously at first. He blinked his eyes and asked people around him, "isn't the tiger fund being redeemed by investors?"

"Yes, before and after the stock market crash, all of their multiple-choice questions were wrong, which has already become a joke on Wall Street." Ron Meyer, the president of Universal Pictures, glances at his forehead. Doug Morris, the president of universal music, who is in a daze, smiles and flatters his boss.

"Another mad dog, trying to be famous again by stepping on me? Ha ha, they are really good at choosing people... "

Little brown man sneered, "what else did they say in the report?"

"The text is faxing..." replied Doug Morris.

Some people turned up the TV. "Tiger Fund summed up seven dangerous signals to investors based on this evidence. In the second part, they questioned Vivendi Global's joint efforts to conceal the debt size after the merger."

“WTF？” Little Bronfman was a bit slow and alert. After all, he was collaborated with CEO, messier, who did not want to make complaints about his subordinates. He said, "what do tiger funds want? Their boss is called... Called... "

"Julian Robertson." The man replied.

"In the third part, the Tiger Fund questioned the expected profit scale of universal in the music and film industry. They listed a series of industry data, including Edgar Bronfman, chairman of the board of directors of sigma global, who personally confirmed to the media that universal is facing a major challenge of physical and online piracy in the entertainment industry, In my opinion, industry wide revenue will shrink at an average annual rate of 10%, which is not reflected in Vivendi's stock price performance before the suspension. "

"At the same time, Vivendi has expanded its media industry in France, and the profitability of its branches is also very poor."

As the TV continues to broadcast, little brown man reaches for the landline, and his men scramble to find Julian Robertson's private phone, dial it, and pass it to him.

"Mr. Robertson, I'm Edgar Bronfman."

He asked calmly, "is there anything you need to explain to me about your company's behavior today?"

"Well, all I have to say is in that report." Julian Robertson didn't expect that he would call himself. He was stunned and replied, "read it carefully. Maybe I know your company better than you. It's good for everyone."

"You're playing with fire, Julian, trying to impress? Just because you've become nothing on Wall Street? " "I don't remember any conflict between my family and you. If you are short of money, just say hello to me in advance. Why do you look like a gambler who lost his red eye?" asked little Bronfman

"You

Julian Robertson was once a Wall Street bully. He said, "business is business. I'm sorry!"

"Hang up on me, damn it!"

Little Bronfman threw the microphone back, and his men reported, "Mr. Messier is coming right away."

"It's embarrassing..."

He took the group to the fax machine to wait for the short report. It was very slow. The machine just spit out a few pages. "You won't let me lose face in front of messier, will you?" He picked it up, saw the defjam record, and asked Grimes.

"I don't know... Maybe the Internet is faster." Doug Morris went to the computer, looked at the Yahoo financial community, and soon found the news of Tiger Fund's sudden disaster on the home page. He went to the inside page and successfully downloaded the full text of the short report.

Little brown man came to see the complete financial data of defjam last year in the appendix of the first part

"What's going on? Where did Julian Robertson get it? "

He was diligent, naturally impressed by the document, and immediately glared at Doug Morris.

"I... I have to ask Lyle Cohen." Doug Morris quickly shakes the pot.

"Now!" Little Bronfman yelled.

"OK... OK." Doug Morris rushed to the landline and called the United States.

Meanwhile, in New York, jazz, his valet and friends are enjoying blade 2, starring the boss.

"Aplus will come to New York for publicity tomorrow. It's a good opportunity."

It's like a private show. There's no movie etiquette. The attendants are happily whistling to Halle Berry, who has just turned from a white scientist into a skinny vampire on the big screen. The white accountant of roc-a-fella records takes the opportunity to whisper to jazz, "he seems to be really short of money. He's selling his business for cash. So, His emotions have returned to reason. "

Jazz is still hesitating and snorts noncommittally.

"This is a god given opportunity. You may not have a second chance in your life. He should not be bankrupt, and the stock market will not fall like this forever... When he recovers from the stock market disaster, you will have more resistance to go out on your own."

The accountant advised again.

"Yes, jazzy, I'll help you persuade him when we meet tomorrow." Damondash, who is in urgent need of cash from roc-a-fella records, also advised in the back row.

Jazz took a few deep breaths. "That's because he doesn't know which record company I'm going to transfer my release appointment to right now..."

His family is defjam. After IRV Gordy, the murderer of the record, died, the momentum of defjam's brand was frustrated. Although Gordy had a bad relationship with RIL Cohen, the president of defjam, when rilcohen lost Gordy, he also needed a New York rapper to fill the vacancy left by Gordy

Defjam's parent company is universal. Everyone knows that aplus and the big boss of universal are deadly enemies. They have quarreled several times in public, and Hollywood still has a deep rumor that they have made a bet on who will go bankrupt first

Although Jazz knows about aplus, he will spend money to redeem roc-a-fella and become independent in a short period of time, but aplus will definitely blow up when he knows the truth.

In the big screen, Halle is wriggling, swaying close to the blade warrior played by aplus, with her hands caressing his scarred tendons. Then they embrace each other and start a passionate play.

"Ouch!"

The films produced by aplus always have a good reputation in this respect. No matter Leng Shan, the girl next door or the blade warrior, there must be scenes that can satisfy people's eyes. They will never fool the audience. The followers are more and more excited to yell in the cinema.

"I'll talk to a friend first..."

Jazzy is on guard against damondash, who is in partnership with aplus in liquor business. The other party doesn't know when he switches to defjam. He decides to meet with defjam president RIL Cohen before showdown with aplus.

He has never been the kind of person who is forward-looking and backward. The move to see lair Cohen shows that he has made up his mind. He just needs someone to push again to strengthen his final confidence.

The followers had to look back at the big screen step by step and follow him reluctantly to the defjam record headquarters.

There's something wrong with the atmosphere here today. After entering the door, jazz felt that the front desk lady was not in the mood to make fun of herself. Some white men and women in suits were walking in and out, many of them were fresh faces.

"What's the matter?" He asked the receptionist.

The front desk shrugged and answered, "you can go up. Mr. Cohen is in the office."

"Mr. Cohen?"

He left his followers behind and went up the stairs with some new cronies, such as accountants and lawyers. He pushed through rilcohen's office and saw that the other party was pushing the window.

RIL Cohen, whose hair was as messy as a chicken's nest, ignored him. The glass window on this side could only open a small crack. After several attempts, he had to give up and collapsed on the chair, gasping for breath.

With his fingers, jazz hooks up a thick hemp rope on the boss's desk. One end of the rope is tied with a knot, which is a bit like a lock sleeve for hanging... "What's the matter?" He asked suspiciously.

"Hoo... When people face death, it's so hard to make up their mind. It's so hard... Woo woo..." Lyle Cohen covers his face and suddenly cries.

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