"Why don't you do a market research first?" Song Ya ordered, "Call Yeremov from Hollywood to me right away." ”

Whether to sell or not, or to talk about the follow-up, Song Ya knows that this matter must not be delayed, chemical giants are not easy to mess with, and it has always been the case since history, and the nature of the industry determines that they will be deeply involved in wars, cause large-scale pollution, and manipulate politics.

This is especially true of Dow, which during World War I, made almost all of its products to meet the needs of the war, until the 70s, still helped the government manage the factories that produced nuclear weapons, a leak in '57 caused plutonium dust to be emitted directly into the atmosphere, pollution lawsuits are still being fought, and later when the anti-Vietnam War was at its loudest in the country, they were the only company that insisted on producing the infamous Agent Orange despite criticism from the outside world.

The high levels of investment and jobs make them politically influential and bipartisan.

They have excellent relations with the military-industrial complex, or they themselves are part of the military-industrial complex.

Therefore, we have to be careful to guard against the danger that they have already seen this bit of profit, and if the acquisition is not successful, they will forcibly produce similar products, and then slowly drag themselves into a patent lawsuit.

Yeremov temporarily gathered some fans and held a fan meeting.

Linda can also do this, but Song Ya's purpose is not this, but the audience survey after the fan meeting.

In the investigation room of a professional consulting firm, nearly 30 fans who volunteered to come over gathered in a circle and took turns answering questions from Linda and Denise, the head of the Chicago fan club.

"First question, how effective is the APLUS performance this time?" Denise asked step by step with the questionnaire designed by the consulting company in her hand.

"Hmm......" the white girl at the top of the line hesitated, "do you want to tell the truth?" ”

"Of course, that's what we're doing here." Linda replied.

"It's not as good as last year's singing, and APLUS doesn't seem to be very attentive, I think it's average." The girl replied, and was echoed by some of them.

"Didn't he say it before he started? His voice was damaged a little bit during the VMA performance, and he insisted on holding a fan party to give back to you during the recovery period for the fans, so what is there to pick and choose! ”

Another white girl immediately retorted, "My APLUS has worked so hard and has apologized in advance, what else do you want!?" You're not really fans at all! "I'm almost angry and crying, and the fanatical fans are right.

"Please calm down, we just want to hear the truth this time, OK?" Linda hurried to stop it.

"In a hurry, I really wasn't ready."

Song Ya hid outside through the one-way glass and shrugged at Yeremov beside him.

"Did you like the way the fan meeting went? Those glowsticks ......"

The questions about the fan club were a disguise, and then I began to ask questions about the light sticks in the hands of the fans, which were distributed by the fans before entering the venue, one for each person, and the fans were free of charge like the fan club tickets.

Song Ya began to listen intently to the fans' voices through the microphone.

"It's kind of interesting." It was the white girl who replied, "It's just a little tiring to hold it all the time." ”

"It's naïve, we're not three-year-olds." A male black fan replied.

"It's a bit boring, I'm here to see the APLUS show and I don't want to be a part of the show itself." Said a slightly older, intellectually temperamental woman.

"Yes, too collectivist feeling." Another middle-aged white male chimed in.

"Uh...... That ......"

The fanatical fan just now hesitated and said, "I noticed that there were cameras at the show. ”

"How?" Denise asked.

"That's right, the glow from the glowstick won't allow the camera to get a picture of my face, right?" Avid fans asked rhetorically.

"Probably so." Linda replied.

'Woo! The other fans let out a sigh of regret.

"So be it......"

Song Ya watched the whole scene, both regretful and a little relieved, and he said to Goodman: "Call O'Grady and Samuel to Highland Park." ”

"Samur, welcome."

The next day, he welcomed the midwest managing partner of Coopers into the door, "I heard you're leaving next year?" ”

"Yes, I'm moving to New York next year as VP of Client Services at Coopers." Samur replied proudly.

"Wow......"

The guy climbed fast, "Congratulations, I'm throwing a farewell party for you?" Song Ya began to deepen her feelings.

"I can't refuse the big star's party, but I have to wait for the transfer notice to be officially announced." He was happy, "Your career is getting more and more successful, isn't it?" ”

"The definition of success and success is different." O'Grady interjected enviously into the conversation.

"So you've already talked to Dow first? Without my knowledge? ”

Song Ya was a little dissatisfied with him, and was deliberately snubbing him just now.

"No, Dow went directly to my boss's boss." O'Grady innocently explained, "It's not a small business APLUS. ”

"Okay, forget you."

Song Ya let him go, recently Apple's stock has stood in the range of more than one piece, the highest has been to a piece of two cents and five, which is very close to the cost price of his own piece of three cents and four cents, and it is expected to return to the cost, which is the credit of the other party.

"I'm willing to sell."

Sitting separately in the living room with Goodman and others, Song Ya got straight to the point, "This chemical plant makes me a little tired, and now that I think about it, it distracts me a lot, and I have to deal with politicians constantly." ”

They were all people who knew the inside story, and Samuel and O'Grady smiled and didn't respond.

"But ......," Song Ya pointed to Ogladi, "there's room for discussion about this price, right?" In this takeover, you Northern Trust should be on my side, and you also have 20 percent of the shares of Barn. ”

"There should be some, but not much."

"That's Dow, and they're not throwing a lot of money out to have a slow chat with a hip-hop singer," O'Grady said. ”

"They should already have a detailed plan, and they are optimistic about the industry of glow sticks."

Samuel pointed to the glow sticks on the table in front of him, which Song Ya took back from the fan club, a product of a book company, which has been optimized for previous mining products, smaller, more beautiful, and more colorful, "Is it okay?" He asked.

"Please." Song Ya gestured.

He picked up a glow stick and bent it gently under Song Ya's guidance, and soon, the glow stick glowed with a beautiful orange glow.

"I asked people to calculate, if according to the fashion trend over there, there are so many concerts and music festivals in Quanmi, this will be a huge new ......market," Song Ya said, "and this is still a one-time consumable, and the purchase price of 100 million yuan seems to be far from enough." ”

"yes, this little thing......" Samur stared at the glow stick in his hand, and then showed a look at Jin Shan.

"But you're willing to sell, right?" O'Grady asked.

"Of course, but to negotiate, I don't want to wait until the glowstick market is developed and become a fool who is ridiculed and allowed to slip away from the opportunity to be on the world's richest list." Song Ya said.

In fact, after the conclusion of the previous investigation, his psychological defense line has been broken, and this kind of thing is said to the Northern Trust behind O'Grady.

"Expand immediately?" O'Grady asked.

"Expand now."

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