"Gina, don't swim too far!Pasha, look at her, watch out for the jellyfish in the water!" Amelio lay topless on the foredeck of a 120-foot-long yacht, his bloated belly covering a third of his swimming trunks.

The Florida sun shone down on Amelio, "Ah, that's life." Amelio sighed involuntarily as he held a cocktail.

Amelio's two-week sabbatical has been going on for a week, and he thinks he's been working hard for Apple for months and is finally getting it on the right track.

Although the first-quarter earnings report was a little ugly due to the cutting of three product lines and the payment of large compensation for layoffs, Amelio believes that these are the prices that must be paid, after all, Apple now has nearly $3 billion more cash on its books than when he first took over Apple, and he has saved every penny.

With this money foundation, he is confident that after this year, he will turn around Apple's losses, just as he did at National Semiconductor, and he will create another legend.

Since your work is fruitful, it is also the right thing to take a few days off, right?

The yacht was purchased when he left the National Semiconductor Company and has been docked in Miami, and it cost Amelio $1.3 million when he bought it, which made him very painful.

Moreover, since taking over Apple, he has not gone to sea to play again, Amelio sighed, his problem is that he is too dedicated. Pasha always said the same thing, and it seems that she will have to spend more time with her family in the future.

Looking at his wife and daughter frolicking in the water, Amelio was filled with guilt.

"Mr. President, Mr. Pat Sharp's phone number. The tall and handsome Italian first mate held a cordless phone and handed it to Amelio.

Amelio said thank you with satisfaction, and after a while, his face changed drastically: "Impossible! He promised me that he would not sell Apple stocks!"

Pat Sharp sneered on the phone, "Jill, I warned you a long time ago that it was a risky and stupid decision to let him come back. ”

Amelio frowned: "There must be something wrong, we had an agreement before, he will not sell any Apple stock for a year!"

Pat Sharp scoffed, "Is the agreement in writing?or is it just what he told you during the walk between the two of you in the middle of the moon? I told you a long time ago, he's a liar!"

Amelio didn't care to fight back against Pat Sharp's rudeness to him, hurriedly hung up the phone, and called several more stockbrokers and the company's finance department, and finally made it clear: this morning, Jobs sold all 1.5 million shares in his hands, because it was a registered stock, the whole Nasdaq knew about it, and Apple's stock price has fallen by 7%.

Amelio was inexplicably angry, Apple's acquisition of NeXT was carried out in the form of cash + shares, Jobs once promised him that he would not sell the Apple shares in his hand within half a year, and half a year later, even if he sold, he would communicate with Amelio in advance.

It's only been more than five months now!And Jobs hasn't communicated with him at all!What the hell is he trying to do!?

"What's wrong?Jill?" Amerio's wife, Pasha, climbed onto the deck wet, and she and her daughter went down to the sea to snorkel for a while, and when they saw that her husband didn't seem to look right, she hurried back to the boat.

"Nothing, a little trouble. Amelio pulled the fat on his face and smiled, "Pasha, I want a glass of freshly squeezed watermelon juice, you go to the kitchen and help me squeeze a glass, thank you." ”

Seeing his wife twisting her ass into the cabin, Amelio dialed Jobs' phone with a blue face.

Shutdown.

Hit again.

Or shutdown.

Amelio had no choice but to leave a phone message and let Jobs reply to him as soon as possible after hearing the message.

Amelio didn't wait for a reply from Jobs, but waited for a call from Ed Woolrad.

"Jill, tomorrow morning at half past eight, Apple will hold an emergency board meeting, please be on time. Ed Woolrad said solemnly on the phone.

Amelio chuckled in his heart, he knew that this must have something to do with Jobs selling his shares, but he didn't want to hold a board meeting until he made it clear, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of a strategy to deal with the board's questioning.

"Ed, I'm on vacation right now, and next week, uh, April 21st, I'm back in the office, and I'm hoping to be able to postpone the meeting until April 21st. You know, it's been a long time since I've been on vacation with Pasha. Amelio's brain was spinning, and his words were earnest.

"Jill, this is our collective decision, and if you can't make it back, we're going to have a conference call where we'll talk about how to solve Apple's current predicament. Also, I'm in London now, and I also need to attend meetings by phone, and we face the same difficulties!" Ed Woolrad's tone towards Amelio has never been as harsh as it is today, as the most prestigious member of the board, Ed Woolrad usually does not express his attitude, but every time he says something, it will cause a violent "earthquake" in Apple.

"Dilemma?" Amelio was a little puzzled, "I think Apple's operations are doing well now, far from the extent of the predicament, we are in the second quarter... ”

"That's what you think!" Ed Woolrad raised his voice, "Anyway, tomorrow morning at half past eight, be on time, and Yolanda will tell you the meeting number." ”

Ed Woolrad hung up the phone without saying a word, and a haze hung over Amelio's heart, as if something was out of his control, growing and spreading in a place he didn't know.

"Honey, your watermelon juice. Pasha came over with a glass of freshly squeezed watermelon juice and a small parasol on top.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Pasha asked with concern when she noticed Amelio stunned.

"Ah, thank you. Amelio took the juice from his wife's hand, "Ed and I said we had an emergency board meeting tomorrow, but that's okay, I've already said to postpone it until after my vacation, honey, you don't have to worry about this, it's our holiday." ”

"Hey, Gina, don't stay in the water for too long, it's going to get a sunburn in a minute!" Amelio cleaned up, anyway, he had to get in touch with Jobs first.

Finally, at eight o'clock in the evening, Jobs called Amelio back in the Caribbean.

"Hey, Jill, what's the matter with me? I've been in meetings with people from Pixar and Tech all afternoon and haven't seen your call. Jobs greeted Amelio as if nothing had happened.

Amelio suppressed his anger: "Steve, I need an explanation!"

(End of chapter)