Chicago 1990

Chapter 1057: Week 6 Morning

Like Old Barn, the former Dow Vice President started his retirement life after he was resigned for “personal reasons”. He bought a farm in Michigan next door to fund some education and art projects. Most of the fun is Participating in various social activities for the elderly like amateur choirs, heart problems are improved because of the high-intensity work far away from the “old school capitalist tradition”, which is much more enjoyable than the old Barn who shrinks in the country club all day .

He did not anger himself like the old Barn. The expansion of the light stick market was in line with his expectations at the time when he decided to acquire Barn's fluorescent agent factory at a high price. It was just that Dow had not competed with his peers, so I couldn't blame others.

His amateur choir is composed of wealthy people who fund the symphony center. Not all of them come from Chicago. In fact, he is not. Apart from him, Song Ya has not dealt with most of these white old men and women. Maybe It is because they have risen too fast, and many of them have already begun to support their families.

Of course, he had little effect on the Barn case, and the special prosecutor would not involve Dow.

In short, after the first few days of jerky, Song Ya and the band and chorus are getting better and better, with Barenboi taking care of him, perhaps because his own efforts and professional performance have been recognized by the musicians?Do not be late, do not leave early, come first, and leave last, and listen to rehearsal recordings at home in the evening, make summaries, conduct notes, and go all out.

"call!"

In a blink of an eye, it came to the early morning of Saturday. Song Ya, who had just turned off the Latin little motor, put on her pajamas, panted and went upstairs alone, walked into the small recording studio of the Highland Park home, and gently closed the door.

"Baba yetu yetu......"

He only had this song in his head now. Without turning on the light, he walked over with a light hum to open the blinds, but he stayed in mid-air when he raised his hand, and took a deep breath against the faint white morning light that passed through the gap between the leaves. , And then closed his eyes, raised his right hand high, opened his five fingers, a standard but just right smile bloomed on his face, first walked a few steps in the dark recording studio, and then suddenly stood still, very simply and neatly. bow.

There seemed to be enthusiastic applause from the audience in the concert hall.

Straighten up and continue walking, still smiling, he stretched out his hand and shook it in the air. The object was a South African singer, so slapping the opponent's arm with his left hand at the same time would make him look more affectionate, um, that's it...

After that was a close kiss with Lia Salonga, her right hand emptied her waist, and a gentleman turned her head and quickly pecked. No, Lia Salonga is very short. Watch her sing the tenth anniversary edition It seems that Ai Penny still needs to stand on tiptoe to reach the vertical microphone, so the upper body is slightly forward to adjust the height.

The next one is the chief handle. I don't know whether he will stand up or continue to sit. He prepared two handshake plans. If the other party is still sitting, he will extend his hand.

Finally stood behind the command frame, before turning around, he bowed to the audience again, longer than last time, and stood up after a few seconds of silence.

I used my pajamas as a tuxedo and adjusted the collar, arranging my hands, and then "picking up" the baton artistically.

"correct……"

He opened his eyes, jogged to open the rehearsal recording, then came back and raised his hands, dropping the baton just before the music started.

'woo woo woo woo……'

Shakira’s aria from Lea Salonga came out. He closed his eyes again, and gestured to the violin with his left hand. His chin was slightly lifted in the direction of the bell and sand hammer, and he heard the accurate feedback in the recording. After smiling intoxicated, lightly tapped his forehead.

In the dark, he entertained himself in a one-man show, trying to make every finger movement as precise as a surgeon's operation, and as elegant as possible.

"Ok?"

There seemed to be a small flaw that he didn't find during the rehearsal. He frowned halfway through the'director' and went to replay the recording. It was confirmed, but it was not a flaw. It was just a bit of a handle on the original Apocalypse in his mind. For nuances, he took a pen to write a note, and made a mark in front of the corresponding paragraph in the conductor score, and then adjusted it when he rehearsed on Monday.

"Daddy! Mommy calls you to have breakfast!"

Little Robb knocked on the door outside, yelled milky voice.

"Wait a minute." He opened the door and continued to work. Little Robb ran around his legs lively, his mouth still beeping imitating the sound of trains.

The child grew up so fast that it was time to be sent to preschool, he looked down at his elder son and said in silence.

"Mr. Song."

A few minutes later, Xue Linfen hugged Little Jon and came up again.

"Okay, well, come right away."

Locking all the documents into the safe, he also picked Robb up and rode his neck, and the family of four went downstairs neatly.

No, it was five, and Xue Linfen had one in her belly.

Ms. Sloan and Goodman are already at the dinner table and will go to New York together today.

"Ovitz registered a real estate company on Long Island during this period. He also went to Maine to see the farm he planned to buy. The negotiations with Litman were basically handed over to his subordinates."

Sloan, who came back from New York, handed over some documents while complaining.

"Ok."

Song Ya took a sandwich and bit it in her mouth, flipping through the documents roughly, "So this weekend I will sign an acquisition memorandum with Litman, right?"

"Yes, Ovitz basically didn't do anything helpful to us, and only reduced the purchase price symbolically to...85 million."

Sloan pointed to the number of zeros in the file and said: "His men did not make good use of the treacherous situation Litman was in."

"I regret that there is still time for aplus. We can clarify to Litman that he and Ovitz have nothing to say."

Goodman suggested: "Losing some money but can buy us some time, and let Litman understand that he has been completely forced to the corner."

"That old thing, call me."

Song Adam called Ovitz immediately.

"Aplus, time is the most precious to the acquisition. You need Litman's publishing houses and media, so if you delay a month with him for one or two million, is it worthwhile? I think you also have an account in your heart. , This business has been delayed for a long time. Do you know how John Malone of tci does it? An acquisition is settled in an average of seven days, and then the funds continue to roll, and it gets bigger and bigger..."

Ovitz responded.

"I'm not John Malone. I can't afford the barbaric expansion model of leveraged buyouts. I just want to get Littman's publishing house and the paper media as cheaply as possible..."

Song Ya said that at the same time he noticed that little Robb was eating and playing with milk on his chin, so he took a napkin and wiped his son's mouth.

Shakira, who had just poked her head out from the second floor with a smile, saw this scene. She was a little lost and wrapped her pajamas tightly. She gave up the greeting and walked back to the bedroom alone.

After a long talk with Ovitz, Song Ya was finally persuaded. Ovitz is very good at persuading people, and the educational film promotion plan inspired by the girl next door in the Apocalypse movie really can’t be delayed because he wants to Let Xiao Lizi star, and the premise of getting the other party's head contract is to negotiate with Fox about the capital injection of the Titanic.

Dealing with Litman before meeting with media tycoon Murdoch will help create the greatest pressure on Fox Pictures.

One link after another, time cannot be wrong.

So this weekend I will go to New York to sign a memorandum of 85 million acquisitions, and I will go through the highest single investment ever.

"Go call Shakira," he whispered in Sloan's ear after breakfast.

Estefan seems to have forgotten his own artists, so it is still the same, take it with him.