Chapter 1394

"Excuse me, please excuse me, thank you..."

Tiger fund owner Julian Robertson was surrounded by microphones and long guns, and his men were protecting him and pushing hard forward.

"Mr. Robertson, can you respond to the query of small and medium investors in your fund?"

"Mr. Robertson, the short report about Vivendi global..."

The reporters talked about these two things. After the short report came out, the external pressure naturally concentrated on his side.

"I have devoted my whole life to safeguarding the interests of investors, and I have nothing to respond to. The same is true of that short report. There is enough evidence to show that the market value of Vivendi global is higher than their actual value, many of them..."

Julian Robertson crowded into the car with a smile on his face and turned back to talk confidently.

Maybe he designed it to be "blocked" by reporters this time. In recent years, with continuous investment failures, Tiger Fund has fallen into a low ebb. After the stock disaster, it has been redeemed by investors on a large scale, which makes it a "nobody" of Wall Street. In fact, players like him need star level exposure. For example, Buffett and zorros are very good at using the media, Let the microphone help to amplify the volume, can affect the market confidence and call a large number of followers, predators or blindly follow the common shareholders.

In particular, the act of shorting and sniping against large multinational companies can not be accomplished by the money in the hands of a certain fund alone.

Julian Robertson is very good at making use of public opinion. The opportunity song Ya gave him is also seen as a battle of turning over and righting his name. Since the short report was issued, he has no way out.

In the presidential suite of a hotel in Xiangjiang, there was only the flashing light on the TV screen. In addition to the conversation between Julian Robertson and the reporters, there was only the heavy breathing voice of a couple of men and women, "I'm not coming, I'm not coming..." after the news, Halle cried and struggled to crawl forward, "do you need to see a doctor?"

"Well?"

Song Yawen, who was holding her ankles back with both hands, was stunned, "what's wrong with me? I'm in good health? "

"I suspect you have that addiction..." Hally took the opportunity to pick up her mobile phone, "I'll call Xuelin or anyone else to Xiangjiang?"

"No, I'm just a little stressed out."

Maybe it's because pressure is like a spring. The more powerful it is, the more times it needs to be decompressed and released. On blade Warrior 2's propaganda trip, only Harry can use it... Song Ya refused, but also let go of her hand. Instead of tossing her around, she went to the wine cabinet to get wine. "I don't want to meet them for the moment."

Paying close attention to the relationship between Vivendi and global all the time, it's easy to be seen by the women who accompany her day and night. Halle saw it in Tokyo, so now Songya won't let her out of her sight.

It's not that they don't trust them, it's that their women are often stupid and may be tricked out by people with ulterior motives, such as Shirley

"Well." Haley swims here like a black Mermaid.

Sonya sips the creation new you cognac launched by sigram to celebrate Martell's 280 year history. As the wine enters his throat, he murmurs with enjoyment and crudely presses Halley's wet short hair with his other hand.

In contrast to the treatment in Tokyo, Xiangjiang films gave almost the highest treatment to the swordsman 2 who used Kung Fu elements and local martial arts teachers and actors. Song Ya and the whole drama group had a good communication with the circle here for a few days and accepted a large number of interviews with Chinese media by the way.

On June 16, song Ya was welcomed by numerous fans and set off again for a direct flight to Italy.

"Aplus is in Europe."

The news was quickly reported to Vivendi CEO messier, "I know." He himself is far less nervous than the rich three generations. A multinational giant is short selling investors every minute in the securities market. It is impossible for the Tiger Fund to be the first to issue short reports with high profile. We have seen many big storms.

It's not time to investigate the bluntman family for the fraud of defjam records in the short report. At this point, the internal trouble is even worse, and he is not so confident

"The boy is getting closer and closer!" He's still in the mood to make fun of his men.

"Yes, now, his schedule is very interesting." His hands nodded, "step by step close, and we can smell the distance between breathing."

"It doesn't matter if he's working with the tiger fund now."

Answered messier. Time is not enough, even if the other party simply admit it, what? After all, aplus had the aura of "lucky pig" before the stock market crash, and successively invested in a large number of technology companies such as Netscape and Yahoo, which has a certain appeal to the capital market.

"What's our partner doing?" Asked messier.

"He's hiding in his castle..."

The Bronfman family owns an old castle in the suburb. After the rich three left Paris, they moved in. In the dark room, he was alone, watching song ya, who had just arrived in Milan, Italy, on the TV, hugging and taking photos with Gucci executives and designer Tom Ford, and smiling at the camera.

"Little Edgar! Little Edgar

Outside the door, his cousin Sam Houjiao also lives in the family business, harassing him with three meals, "we have to talk! Edgar! I know you are! "

He took a deep breath and felt the pressure coming from all directions. He cut the meat slowly, especially in pain.

Most of the shares of my uncle and cousins are concentrated in sigram liquor. As soon as the report of Tiger Fund's short selling against the false accounts of global music department came out, their family suddenly exploded on the spot and realized that sigram liquor was undervalued by Vivendi in the process of stock exchange and merger. Their father and son's assets were transferred by their overvalued global music department.

Fool! At that time, I didn't see the calculation of myself and my father. Who will sympathize with you if we make trouble afterwards? He rubbed his face and impatiently turned off the TV. "I'm resting! What can I do for you

"We should have accepted Vivendi's cash!"

"What's the use of saying that now!? I don't want to quarrel with you. Let's talk about it tomorrow if there's anything else. "

"Is it still time?"

"Too late! Stop talking so stupid, Sam! And don't talk about it! The family has a password! You know the seriousness of this

"Open the door!"

"What the hell do you want to do?" He opened the door and was hit hard by his cousin.

Rebellion! My uncle and his family have always been submissive to their father and son, and have no right to interfere in the operation of the family company. For many years, they have enjoyed their wealth with the increase of their family assets, except taking part in some wine business

Rebel! Rebel!

He painfully covered his nose, supported the doorframe, and glared at his cousin's back as he turned away.

"Brother!" This scene was just arrived in the eyes of the two sisters, "what's the matter with you?" Come around and care.

"Nothing. Sam is crazy..."

He felt that the nosebleed was flowing out along his fingers and became more and more angry. "Wait, I want him to look good later!"

"It's OK." Two sisters this rare considerate, all the way to help him back to the room, to help stop bleeding.

"Hoo

He felt a trace of family warmth, looking up and fiddling with the handkerchief in his nostrils, "how did you two get there?"

"Busy." One sister answered.

"Ha ha, what can I do for you?" The burden of the family is entirely on their own, and the two sisters are all rich and idle.

The two sisters pushed each other a few times out of his sight. The other sister hesitated and said, "we need some more money..."

If so, "how much?" He picked up the checkbook at hand.

"Ten million... Well, one of us is ten million. The leader said

"Ask for Dad!" He took his hand out of his arms again.

"Dad won't give it!"

"I don't have any!" He was so angry that he threw out his sister, who was the most unreliable in the two families, and fell on the door.

"Aplus, PPR and LVMH are still competing fiercely for control of our company."

Milan, Songya had no time to rest with Harry, so he was entangled by Tom Ford and Gucci President desoret, "the Pino and son of PPR talked to you, right?"

"Well."

Song Ya nodded. Pino and his son are just looking for funds to buy the remaining Gucci shares in LVMH. Now their PPR group is willing to sell their e-commerce website ledute. Unfortunately, today is different from the past. Before the stock market crash, song Ya was very keen on expanding the Internet. Now... Not to say that he has no spare money, he will not buy a new website, and it is a French website.

Even though the price of Ledu's special offer has become much cheaper now, the impact of the Internet bubble has already spread to the whole world.

On the other side of the French Civil War, Arnold, the boss of LVMH, also contacted himself. However, whether he is Pinot and his son, or Tom Ford and desoret in front of him, we all know that the Black French man in front of him has just lost $4 billion in the New York Capital market, and it is said that he has been involved in Vivendi Global's long short game, and he is no longer regarded as the main target, Pull up a stick to see no dates will no longer do more entanglement.

"Goodbye."

Songya sent Tom Ford and desoret out of the house, went back to his room and began to work. He called Ms. Sloan, David Geffen and others, and manipulated the remote control of the TV to find relevant news.

"Boss, I'm leaving, too." Song Zecheng came to leave with his bag. He would first join up with Bill Huang, the trader in Paris, and be responsible for the whole process.

"Well, hard work." Song Ya casually exhorted.

"It doesn't matter. It's fast to fly to Paris." Song Zecheng smiles and closes the door for him.

It's very close. Songya just saw a piece of news. Little Bronfman led a group of European financial circle leaders to visit the stables near the family castle. He was dressed in short sleeves and had three generations of style. His face was full of confidence.

"I'm optimistic that the new Vivendi global is under the leadership of Mr. Messier..."

The rich three generations spoke to the bigwigs, and then went to the camera of the reporter to sing praises for the recovery of the city on the 20th.

The last shot of this short news is a picture of him and a group of big men walking and chatting on the lawn from a distance. The atmosphere is very relaxed

The eyelids began to jump again. Song Ya turned off the TV, put his elbows on his knees, and supported his eyebrows with his crossed fingers. He was alone in the quiet room, and his knuckles began to whiten because of the force of the Lord.

"Hum, hum..."

Harry, who had just taken a bath, came out humming. When she saw the scene, she immediately stopped talking, crept into the bedroom, turned back at the door, leaned against the threshold, and looked at him silently and accompanied him.

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