Chapter 1162? Am I a Bad Guy?

"No problem, I'll ask after the meeting."

Offended him by the offer to buy a TV station? Song Ya thought about it before he and Sloan brought up the topic just now, but he didn't forget to kiss a lot of flattery as a foreshadowing. It seems that the other party's mentality is still not sure. He rubbed his eyebrows with his fingertips, and turned his head to blame Sloan glanced at the idea.

"Things have to be resolved and I want to see results as soon as possible," Bronfman Jr. said.

Is it over yet? So many people face to face! Song Ya started to feel upset, anyway, she is also a billionaire...

"K, k." Emotionally managed, let's forget about the deal failing, no matter what, he won't turn his face, since he just joined the Universal Department, there is no reason not to give face to the big boss in front of so many executives of his new company.

"K ha?" Bronfman Jr. refused his perfunctory, and continued to ask politely.

Song Ya was also made a bit of a boss, what do you mean? Just now in the office, we had a good chat with a happy face, and you must come to find a chance to give me a good face if you are angry, right? He raised his eyes and looked back, met Bronfman Jr.'s eyes, and could hear a needle drop in the big meeting room.

"Uh, Mr. As really doesn't know the specific situation. There may be songs in some data formats on the American Music website, but they are all uploaded by users themselves..."

Seeing that his mouth was open, Sloan had a tendency to retort, and hurriedly interjected, "We don't know whether there will be legal risks in unilaterally deleting user data without authorization."

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone and poked Song Ya's outer thigh under the table to stop him from fighting with Bronfman.

"I don't have much patience."

Little Bronfman was very satisfied that Song Ya lowered his head and broke away from eye contact. He was still very graceful towards women, "Please figure it out as soon as possible, Ms. Sloan."

"I'll call right away."

Song Ya also knew that it was pointless to fight with a noble son of this level, so she took the phone and turned it on to everyone, and got up and left the table on the spot.

When I opened the armrest of the meeting room door, I heard Bronfman laughing and teasing Sloan, "Littman Media will be listed in April, right? Is there any pressure to be one of the few listed media companies? ?”

"It's okay, I don't feel any different," Sloane replied.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have come."

This bullshit global system internal meeting,

Linda had always been here before, and Song Ya wouldn't have made this trip if she hadn't been looking for a more suitable excuse to meet Bronfman.

Speaking of this trip, he was also a bit selfish. He just wanted to bypass the usual messenger David Geffen, and get closer to Bronfman Jr., and even find excuses to hang out with him, play more golf, and get along with him if they have a good chat. It would be nice to have a friendlier relationship than David Geffen.

After all, with a shrewd boss like David Geffen in the middle, I definitely don't have the opportunity to emulate Barry Diller, who won the US TV network for a mere 1.5 billion, and pick leaks between the fingers of the rich three generations.

I didn't expect to be self-defeating...

"Mr. Geffen."

Clay figurines also have a three-point fire? Now that he has made an excuse, he will not go back. It seems that he still needs to communicate through David Geffen? He directly turns on his mobile phone? Dial David Geffen's number? He said with doubts, "I don't think I offended him...my record and film companies have helped everyone make a lot of money."

"Maybe he's in a bad mood right now. You know that the outside world is laughing at him about the American TV network deal? And the DuPont shares that Seagram sold to acquire Universal? The shares sold for nearly 9 billion at that time are now worth 160 million." One billion, almost doubled...he is now very sensitive to these public opinions."

David Geffen answered, "It's okay, let me chat with him later? There is no conflict of interest between you? Don't make conflicts and make outsiders laugh."

"Okay? Seriously he treated me badly today."

"There's a secret party tonight? Are you coming too? I'll find him and have a good chat with you? It's okay, you and I both know he's just a bit of a nobleman, but he's definitely not the kind of dandy who would make trouble for no reason."

"Well, the secret party tonight is..."

Song Ya took out the invitation letter from his pocket, and read to the text on it, "Is the one hosted by Marina Abramovich right? I have the invitation letter here."

"oh?"

"He gave it to me."

"Really? You see? He has no problem with you? He used to praise you in front of us a lot? Marina Abramović is a master of contemporary performance art, and her party is great, the top of Hollywood."

"Huh? Then...see you tonight?"

"See you tonight."

Song Ya's anger calmed down a bit, and after finishing the call with David Geffen, she thought about calling William Zhang, the president of the American music website, at least to clarify what Bronfman mentioned first.

"Everyone doesn't say it clearly, but those traffic is very important to the website."

William Zhang half-hidden and explained the situation carefully. There are indeed many users sharing 3-format songs in various forums on the website. This tradition has been formed since the Delay era, and there are many people who are looking for free music downloads. The proportion of those who visit the website may not be small...

Cracking down on that kind of behavior will definitely cause a sharp drop in the number of visits. It is only two months away from i, and activities such as prospectuses and roadshows have already begun.

"What does the legal officer say?" Song Ya asked, "Is Sloan's statement tenable? Deleting user data will have legal risks."

"It's all in a gray area," admitted William Zhang.

"All right……"

Does that make sense? Just use this excuse to perfunctory Bronfman? At least wait until i say...

It's just that if this is the case, Bronfman Jr. will definitely not be too satisfied.

"Is there any specific data?" Song Ya asked carefully.

"Wait for me to look for it... I have it!"

While chatting, Sloan knocked on the car window, "Run to the parking lot to hide?" She opened the back door and sat next to Song Ya.

"You have to represent me in the meeting room. I don't want to really anger that young master."

Song Ya smiled.

"Don't worry, Brother Young Master is too lazy to hold a boring meeting all afternoon. He left after presiding over the first stage."

Sloan replied "How?"

"I've talked to David Geffen and William Chang."

The two discussed it seriously.

"If Jr. Bronfman wanted to save your face, it was probably just to find an excuse to say something at the meeting. Maybe he would forget it later. If he continues to mention it, he will be perfunctory with legal risks. After dealing with i."

Sloan also has the same opinion, "Littman Media is yours, and the American music website is also yours. Universal can't control it, although you are a singer under Universal. Don't worry."

"I'm not worried about it, it's just that the relationship suddenly became so inexplicable..."

Song Ya felt a bit like stealing chickens and losing rice, "Forget it, I still don't expect to buy what he has in the future. David Geffen is right. Maybe he also realized that the US TV network's deal was a loss. Now, he is very sensitive to all acquisition proposals, thinking that others are underestimating him and trying to steal from him. No matter how much we flatter, it is estimated that when we mentioned the intention to acquire Latin TV, he secretly wanted to be in the Taught me a lesson in public during the meeting."

"I'm sorry, but I shouldn't have encouraged you to make this trip. Ugh!"

Sloan sighed, "But it's really a pity, everything is very expensive in the year of mergers and acquisitions, and there is a good seller upstairs...you know this is really rare as, my fault, I did because I wanted to get That TV station, acted too aggressively."

"Is this the attitude you should have when apologizing? Hehe..."

It's just a small episode. It's not a problem for the traverser at all if you don't pick it up. Song Ya quickly cleared up her mood and interrupted with a smirk.

"Sloane, where are you?"

In the evening, he came out of a medieval castle-style villa in Beverly Hills alone, with his hands in his pockets, and his mood became depressed again, not low, but complicated.

"The hotel, I'm going to bed, what?" Sloan asked.

"I plan to go back to Chicago tonight and leave immediately, together?" Song Ya invited.

"Didn't you go to the party? It's been less than half an hour... chatted with little Bronfman?"

"No, I haven't even seen Mr. David Geffen. I'm not used to it." Song Ya asked back, "Do you think I'm a bad guy? Sloan."

"You? Doesn't count?"

"I don't think it's too much... I know it's just a little playful." Old Mike drove the car to the door, and he got in the car.

Hearing this, Old Mike rolled his eyes while grabbing the steering wheel.

"A little bit? Uh, without mentioning this, why did you suddenly ask this question? Why? Was it shocked by Marina Abramovich's installation art?"

"No... I don't know how to say it. I think those artistic expressions are too cult and deviant. No, it even made me feel sick and uncomfortable, so I couldn't stand it and ran out after staying for a while, but today I From what I know and what I've seen, the only thing I know for sure is that in Hollywood, I'm definitely not a bad guy."

"Why? Was there anything at the party?"

"I don't want to describe it, and it's probably inconvenient to disclose it." Song Ya decided to forget it.

"Then don't be emotional, you come to the hotel to pick me up, I'm getting up."

"k."

He hung up the phone, "The crew refused to fly." The old Mike relayed a not surprising news.

"Then book a commercial flight, I don't want to stay here for a second... Uh, it seems to be a bit of a side trip here? Go for a walk in front of Amy and Harry's house."

On the spur of the moment, Song Ya asked Old Mike to drive the car to the same road as Amy and Halle's house in Beverly Hills, which was also the place where the unlucky bodyguard was hit and broke his leg on his behalf.

Amy was supposed to be filming her new art film out of town. The villa was completely dark, while Harley's room was brightly lit. All kinds of luxury cars and well-dressed handsome men and women came in and out, and some paparazzi gathered on the opposite side of the sidewalk to guard.

"Halle Berry was throwing a party for the bulrh crew, and I just saw Warren Beatty. Yes, Miss Berry is the leading lady..."

Song Ya asked the bodyguard to ask about the situation, and a paparazzi answered truthfully.

Warren Beatty is a well-known actor, director, producer, investor, and famous Hollywood prodigal son. He became famous in Hollywood early and powerful. It is said that he has slept with countless women, many of whom are famous women. At the age of fifty-five in 1991, he met the actress Annette Neining before he took heart.

He is also David Geffen who dared to give David Geffen a chance after being banned by Warner, and saved David Geffen from fire and water. He is almost David Geffen's most grateful close friend, not one of them.

"Forget it, let's pick up Sloan, Mike."

I heard that The Bragging Customer is the brainchild of Warren Beatty, who wrote, directed, and acted as the male lead. Then next year's awards season will definitely be a hit. It seems that Harley has the ability to become a movie queen without her own help...

"Xuelin, have you heard? Halle Berry's mansion is located in Beverly Hills! The media estimates it's worth five million!"

At the same time, in San Marino, a small satellite city of Los Angeles, Quincy Jones' lover, outdated actress Natasha Kinski, visited Xue Linfen's residence. I can't bear it, she can be stationed in Beverly Hills with the salary of a Blade Runner! AS absolutely shouldn't offer her that high, she was not worth five million at the time."

Natasha Kinski hugged her daughter Kenya Jones with Quincy Jones, and kept complaining in the car. The last time we met, she boasted that fahe'ay, which she cooperated with Robin Williams, also hit the box office.

"She didn't get Blade when she bought the house."

Xue Linfen replied with resentment.

"What!? Wow..." Natasha Kinski was stunned, "So that rumor is true..."

"Hehe." Xue Linfen sneered.

"She is really the best investor among the actresses. I heard that she made a lot of money by investing in stocks very early." But Natasha Kinski and her thoughts are completely different.

Xue Linfen didn't answer anymore, the car drove into the gate of the manor, and then drove straight in.

Natasha Kinski stopped talking, because the area of ​​the manor and the majestic mansion in front of her completely exceeded her psychological expectations...

"Please come in."

They are all box office poison, and their acting skills are also very poor. Xue Linfen observed the envy and hatred of the other party who tried her best to hide but still couldn't hide it, secretly laughed, and called her eldest son hypocritically, "Robb, there is a little guest at home today." .”