Chapter 716: APLUS Bites You
βWhatοΌ Dorothy, what do you mean? I'm talking to APLUS, so you don't have to go through a partnership with his A+CN first. β
Pierre Sutton and the others stayed at another hotel not far away, and Dorothy called him as soon as she received Gordon's invitation.
"I'm sorry, I've decided, A+CN will start broadcasting in October, and you have dragged on talking to him for too long."
Dorothy replied unhappily: "Do you know the allure of the first African-American 24-hour serious news station for African-American media people? My anchor has been deliberately making trouble since I got the offer from A+CN, and if I don't let her go, I will definitely break the contract and leave, she knows a lot about the station, and I can't risk the reputation of the first black female TV station. β
"The inner-city broadcaster has a board seat and voting rights at your station, and you can ...... it when we have a meeting," Pierre Sutton said.
"I'm sorry, the board of directors and I have agreed that A+CN will inject 1 million into us and get a director." Dorothy replied.
"Oh Comeon Dorothy, you ignored me for a million, and my father's many years of friendship?"
Pierre Sutton was anxious, "It's only a million, wait for me to get this round of capital injection......"
"Can you get it?" Dorothy asked.
"OF COURSE, NOW THAT APLUS HAS A NEW COMPETITOR, I CAN NEGOTIATE A BETTER PRICE!"
"This is it! You're thinking too much about things, Pierre! Dorothy raised her voice, "I've learned about your negotiations, you're asking too much!" So hungry for APLUS's money but not going back? That's 30 million! Don't think I don't know your plans, 30 million is just enough for the Inner City Broadcasting Company to burn until ninety-nine, right? And then what? Introduce new capital into the market to balance APLUS and continue to hold your position? β
"I don't care about my position, my father and I have been working for African-American politicians and media people for more than 20 years, this company has to be under our management, otherwise no one will be at ease! Do you think Mr. Dinkins has other New York politicians, African-American politicians in Washington who will be reassured by the executives sent by APLUS? β
"Hah! You're still thinking about these issues......"
Dorothy said: "I'm going to Washington right away and signing a contract with APLUS, just tonight." Before leaving, based on my many years of friendship with your father, I would like to remind you Pierre, stop dreaming in bed, and look back and look at your very own inner-city broadcaster! β
"Look at what? What does Dorothy mean? Hey! Hello? Pierre Sutton was at a daze for about ten seconds into the microphone of Doodoo, and then called his subordinates, "Dorothy's TV station wants to cooperate with A+CN and accept the other party's funding, have you heard the rumors?" β
"No, I just know that her best streamer wants to jump to A+CN and partner with Gordon."
The subordinate replied, "But there are five people in Washington who have submitted their resignations, just before the end of the day, and they are all competent editors and administrators." β
"Five? How many people are there on Radio Washington? Where did they jump? It's already one of the best jobs for African-American broadcasters, close to the center of power, with a lot of ......influence," Pierre Sutton said.
"I don't know, but there must be new companies poaching so many people at once."
"Oh, I see."
Pierre Sutton remembered Dorothy's warning and laughed instead, "APLUS is warning me, he must have been mad just now, blame Quincy Jones and Russell Simmons, they tricked me into coming to Washington, and when I was confronted with APLUS's sneering, they won on DefJam Records." β
"Aren't we going to fight back?" The subordinate asked.
"No, I'll talk to the general manager of Radio Washington first." Pierre Sutton hung up the phone and dialed a mobile number.
"Mr. Sutton, you know everything?" This is the first thing the other party said.
"I see, you ......"
"Yes, I'm ...... I'm sorry. β
"No, it's common for people to come and go......"
"It's best if you think like this, I'll hand over the work, don't worry."
"Okay...... Uh, you wait, wait, wait, what do you mean by handing over work? Pierre Sutton sprang up from the couch.
"The editor-in-chief and I both decided to go to Chicago, and Gordon needed someone to prepare for his new TV station......"
βWTFοΌ When did you decide? Do you want Radio Washington to open the skylight tomorrow? Pierre Sutton finally became anxious, "You guys are betrayal, listen, I know you've always been unhappy with the company's New York-centric approach, but you can't do that!" At times like these......"
"I'm sorry, it's decided, we just talked to APLUS, and we can't refuse to be involved in the creation of the first black 24-hour news station, and I'll be there as general manager. That's my mission as well......" replied.
"What a bullshit mission, you ......"
The phone was hung up, "Fxxk! He packed up and went to the next door to call the entourage, "Let's go back to the hotel where APLUS lives, right now!" β
"You can't do that! WarrenGοΌ β
Russell Simmons, who was talking on his mobile phone, also pushed open the door, "You are the most important singer in the company at the moment, PolyGram has helped you remove all distractions, and Lyle Cohen will continue to run the company as president, you are already in DefJam ......"
"No, no, no, don't tell me that you're just coming to Washington to talk to APLUS, you're going to make PolyGram's management very unhappy, they can't stand just spending a lot of money to completely control DefJam and immediately the top singers are clamoring to leave. No, no, you're the number one, you're the biggest one, your records sell better than LLCoolJ, his position in the company is only historical, believe Lyle, he'll rectify all this soon! β
Russell Simmons also saw Pierre Sutton, "What's wrong?" He asked.
"I was killed by you, and APLUS was so angry that he directly poached my people." Pierre Sutton rolled his eyes at him and hurried away.
"That kid is starting to bite haha, don't worry, he doesn't have a few tricks that work."
Russell Simmons shouted at his back: "In this case, simply accept our capital injection, of course, the conditions should be lowered." β
"Fxxk, Russell, you still want to take advantage of the fire? Take care of your own trouble! APLUS hates you more than me. β
Pierre Sutton shook his hand back in displeasure.
"This guy ......"
Russell Simmons walked to another floor and knocked on LLCoolJ's door, "Hey, come with me to meet WarrenG, he's ......"
"The boss is in Mr. Jones's room." Said the attendants at the party.
"Kidada was alone with you at the time, OK? I promise! β
Quincy Jones was reassuring the angry LLCoolJ, "It's just APLUS's revenge, the America Music site is his, don't you understand?" β
LLCoolJ walked around his room with his head in his hands, "I'm done, I'm going to be ridiculed on the West Coast like Biggie, absolutely, they don't care what the facts are......"
"Don't be so fucking unproductive, a network with no source...... It's just a message, and it's just been sent. Quincy Jones scolded him.
"Now it's been topped in the hip-hop singer section, and people keep posting, the whistleblower said a lot of details about Kidada's relationship with 2PAC behind my back, it's very really, no, it's true, that's it! You're just fucking, you're fucking letting that Bichi in your house converge a little, and it's worth showing off to the media with a nymphomaniac after receiving a few letters from 2PAC!? β
LLCoolJ explodes foul mouth.
"Keep your mouth clean! I don't allow anyone to insult my daughter in front of me! Quincy Jones was furious.
"Then you go home and discipline yourself!" LLCoolJ slammed the door and went out.
"It's going to war." Russell Simmons laughed.
"I'm going to tear that kid from APLUS with his hands, he thinks he's clean himself? He's got a lot of unwiped ass in Chicago! Quincy Jones was so angry that she picked up the phone and called her youngest daughter, who worked for VIBE magazine, "What about your sister?" β
"She's in the room, she seems to be arguing with someone on the Internet, laughing at me, scolding and scolding and typing......"
"Oh M-Fxxk told her to stop right away, don't fucking talk nonsense!"
The old man was almost stunned.
"Tell her yourself."
"Give her the phone."
"Okay...... She didn't answer, she said she didn't want to talk to anyone right now. β
"Unplug her net!"
"I'm sorry, I don't dare ......"