Chapter 125： daily

The next day, the blue sky was like a silky sheet covering the earth. The large greens of Central Park washed people’s eyeballs. Yang Cheng stood on the balcony, doing stretching exercises with a gentle breeze, kicking and expanding his chest, and finally used The 50 push-ups ended the morning exercise, with both hands resting on the railings, taking deep breaths with big mouths, the pores were completely opened, like mouths greedily absorbing fresh air.

After the financing reception last night, I was going to spend a good night with Georgina to celebrate the complete success of the financing, but my mother called Yang Orange back home, and there was a three-room trial.

Yang Sen and Liu Yun were both gratified and jealous for their son’s silent action. It was probably because they were not invited to the party and felt that they had been ignored by their son. In fact, Yang Cheng didn’t think of this at all. After returning from Los Angeles I plunged into the company and didn't go home for many days. After the app was released, I was holding a cocktail party non-stop, and I had no time to invite my parents.

Fortunately, last night’s financing results made Yang Cheng quite satisfied. They released 20% of the shares in exchange for US$2 billion in cash, as well as the support of major crocodiles such as Pershing Plaza and Morgan Stanley. Their energies were combined. Enough to remove all obstacles to the acquisition of Time Magazine.

Oh, yes, and Georgina’s 500 million US dollars are also included. In this way, the latest shareholding structure of New Times Media is: Yang Orange’s four-dimensional space holds 66% of the shares; Georgina holds 14% in her name; Pershing Plaza holds 10% as the third largest shareholder; investment companies headed by Morgan Stanley divide the remaining 10%.

This is certainly not the final composition. Last night, the crazy woman Amanda Hirst did not arrive because of a business trip in Europe, but she specifically called and asked Yang Cheng to sell her 5% of the shares. Of course, the valuation cannot be based on the previous 5 billion. , But the latest 10 billion U.S. dollars, that is, New Age Media currently holds a total of 3 billion U.S. dollars in cash and is ready to open the acquisition model.

I took a warm shower, washed away my stinky sweat, changed into refreshing home clothes, stretched out and yawned and walked downstairs. Yang Sen and Liu Yun were eating breakfast and chatting fun. The happy and warm scene made Yang Cheng all over. It's warm, or home is a warm harbor.

"Oh, welcome to our 6 billionaires!" Liu Yun joked without turning her head when she heard the footsteps.

Yang Cheng paused, isn’t it? He just remembered his mother. According to New Times Media’s valuation, his net worth soared to more than US$6 billion overnight, and he was about to catch up with his grandfather Liu Muqian’s lifelong struggle. mmp, this is the charm of capital.

However, he may be the most water-rich 6 billionaire in history.

"Mom, don't tease me. You don't know how much water is needed for this 6 billion?" Yang Cheng smiled bitterly and sat next to his mother, thanked the servant for putting the tableware and chopsticks, and ate the soup. stand up.

"Haha, it's okay, not proud!" Mom said to Yang Sen with a grin.

Yang Sen also smiled helplessly, and had never used to adapting to his wife's ‘naughty’ character for a lifetime.

He looked comfortably at Yang Cheng who was drinking soup through the straw, and suddenly sneered and said, "Good job, it is estimated that the Yuanshan board of directors will be able to shake up the sky today. I must complain why I split the forum company at the time, or why it was not in yours. The company participates in shares."

Yang Cheng put down the straw and tasted the delicious aftertaste, "Which soup dumpling is this? So authentic!"

Liu Yun patted Yang Cheng's head strangely, "Your dad is doing business with you, so he knows how to eat."

"Hey, with my father's skill, the group of demons and evil spirits in the company will be his opponents? I'm not worried." Yang Cheng gave a flattery while laughing, and the shot Yang Sen said that he was in a smooth mood.

"Eat yours. Steamed buns like to eat. Let the chef cook more. I think it's not bad. I haven't eaten such authentic soup dumplings in a long time." Liu Yun is also a master who knows how to eat. It is frozen, it is melted into soup under the action of steam, which is nutritious, beauty and beauty, women's favorite.

"Mom, when will New York Fashion Week start?" Yang Cheng drank the eight-treasure porridge, and suddenly remembered that the three of them hadn't left when he was a young boy. But he had nasty thoughts and obsessions for one of the members. He was so busy the other day. Work hard, just have time in these two days, and you must not hurry up to contact your relationship.

"Just today, this year's fashion week is ahead of schedule, are you going to see it?" Liu Yun was full, and yawned lazily, sitting here chatting with the father and son while holding his chin.

"Yeah~ Go with a friend to see. How many invitation letters would you get for me?" Yang Cheng said vaguely, putting down his chopsticks to please his mother.

"Come with friends? Georgina? I warn you, it's okay to have fun, but don't touch real feelings. If you don't let our family, Bloomberg's family will not agree." Liu Yun mentioned Yang Cheng's feelings. Coming with the spirit, he pinched Yang Cheng's arm and stared at her beautiful eyes threateningly.

Yang Cheng quickly told Rao, "Mom, I know, we know it in our hearts."

"There is a fart, remember to take safety precautions when doing errands, don't get me a mixed-race grandson." Mom's sturdy and no explanation, Yang Cheng can only nod silently, where is this? It’s uncomfortable to wear a balloon again. I don’t know that there is a technique called external. . . Forget it, no more!

Seeing that Yang Cheng was not answering, Liu Yun, who was self-confidently uninterested, had to vent her anger with Yang Sen, "You don't care?"

"How can I manage?" Yang Sen looked innocent, a typical unsuspecting disaster.

Yang Cheng gloated with misfortune to eat, but seeing his mother about to leave with anger, she hurriedly grabbed her, "Mom, where's the invitation?"

Liu Yun shook her hand in an unpleasant manner, "I want to see which one is going to ask my assistant and let her arrange it for you." Fashion week lasts for a week, and the shows of various brands are arranged to avoid crashes.

Yang Cheng nodded in a serene way. How did my mother know what the invitation letter was? She has always been invited by other brand Bajiao to watch the show. It doesn't need an invitation letter, it is an insult to her mother.

And compared to the other three fashion weeks, the overall style of New York Fashion Week leans toward the "American style". The distinctive features of "leisure sports", "freedom" and "passionate" can only be felt here.

But because of this, New York Fashion Week has become more and more difficult to attract visits from top brands, and more of them become the stage for new designers or well-known independent designers who have just established themselves.

Liu Yun is the global vice president of lvmh. It is her primary responsibility to control the trend of the brands under her. Therefore, she has put more energy on Milan or Paris Fashion Week in these years, where the battlefield of super first-line brands is fighting, New York Fashion week seemed to her to be nothing more than a child's play, she couldn't take the slightest interest, and she didn't even look at it.

As far as Yang Cheng knows, my mother hasn't attended New York Fashion Week for many years, so she is even more embarrassed about picking up girls for herself. If I trouble my mother to come forward directly, it is the same to ask her assistant for help anyway.

. . .

At 10 o’clock in the morning, Yang Cheng spent a while at home after breakfast, and then drove a Ferrari f12 to the company. Dressed in a casual dress in jeans and a white shirt, he took the elevator to the top floor leisurely, shaking the car keys in a cynical manner, and then went out. He ran into Ryz Khan and Eddie, who were standing at the door talking with Su Su.

"Boss, good morning." The moment Susu saw Yang Cheng, a flower-like smile appeared on her face.

"Boss." Eddie and Ryze turned back to say hello.

Yang Cheng nodded, and walked out of the elevator swayingly, "What's the matter? You two came up together to find me something?"

"Boss, just signed a financing contract with the legal affairs of various investment companies, and all the funds will arrive before 24:00 tonight." Ryze took the lead in speaking spiritedly and reported.

After Eddie was unwilling to resign, "Boss, get up this morning, and the installed capacity of Toutiao app has soared. When our promotion ads begin to take effect, there will be a qualitative leap."

Last night, Yang Cheng asked the shareholders who bought shares to recommend the Toutiao app to the employees of their respective companies. In fact, it is not necessary to emphasize that all shareholders will also do this. Since they enter the market, they are people on the same boat. No one hopes that the big ship will eventually hit the iceberg. Sink to the bottom of the sea.

"Well, I don't see much change at this point. The curve will be more obvious after two days. And we are currently only on the Apple Store. Android has not made any effort. We must do a user experience survey in time. I I don't want to see our application being abandoned." Yang Cheng said to Eddie seriously.

After a pause, Susu came in with a few cups of coffee, and said as he walked to the office, "There is one more thing. After the funds are received, the acquisition of Time Magazine must be carried out. Ryze, you are solely responsible for this. I was very dissatisfied with the previous acquisitions of your work. If there are any mistakes in this acquisition, I will have to re-examine whether your ability meets the position of CEO of 4D Space."

Ryze's heart was tight at the moment, and he also knew that the previous few times, whether in the acquisition process of Lionsgate or Focus Pictures, the methods displayed were too soft, so that in the end, the big boss needed to solve the problem himself.

It is obvious that Yang Cheng is now suspicious of his ability, which is tantamount to the end of the world for professional managers, because his power and status are given by the boss, and he can be given back naturally.

Moreover, despite Yang Cheng's obscurity, he never dared to look at it. He could treat it as an ultimatum. The acquisition of Time Magazine was his last chance to prove himself. If there were more omissions, he could resign by himself.

Eddie opened his mouth and wanted to distinguish a few words for Ryze. After all, there was no export. Ryze’s management talent was unanimously recognized by the company. In just a few weeks, the company was straightened out and the employees performed their duties in an organized manner. There has never been a chaos caused by fuzzy responsibilities.

But an excellent CEO can't just have one skill, just pure management, the company can hire a more professional vice president to be a full-time, why does he need his CEO?

"I know the boss, I will definitely take the Time Magazine Company perfectly." Ryze unswervingly met Yang Cheng's deep and wise gaze.

Yang Cheng didn't have much encouragement, but just reminded me faintly, "Remember to control the acquisition cost."

Sitting in the corner of the desk, he turned his gaze to Eddie, holding his shoulders blankly and said, "Eddie, and you, didn’t you suggest that I buy the New York Times? At that time, our funds were insufficient, and I asked you to take a detour. Now it’s different. You can let go of your hands and feet. If you really win the New York Times, you will be the head of the new era media. How about? Are you confident?"