Chapter 183 The Opportunity to Acquire DreamWorks

"Hey, Young Master Yang, what instruction?"

Liu Jianjun's flattering voice came from the phone.

"How is the cleaning up?" Yang Cheng walked to the window holding the phone, staring at the gray skyline, and asked coldly.

"I can't come back in 10 days and a half months, Young Master Yang, do you want to be more ruthless?" Compared with letting Liu Jianjun manage the company, he is still good at doing this kind of thing, and the emotion revealed in the words is very excited.

"No need, just take a photo and send it to me, make your face look worse."

"Understood, this is for you."

"Wait~" Yang Cheng stopped Liu Jianjun who was about to hang up.

He hesitated for a few seconds with his head down, and then said, "Lao Liu, Xu Xian, forget it, take a picture first."

Frustrated, he hung up the phone and threw it on the sofa. Some words were still left unspoken after all.

A few seconds later, the phone sounded a 'ding dong' sound, and I took it back and clicked on the message to receive the photo. After zooming in, the person in the photo could no longer see the original appearance clearly, and it was almost the same if it was not bloody. The beating turned into a pig's head, which looked very tragic, but Yang Cheng knew that it was all skin trauma, not the bones, and it would be fine after a while.

Yang Cheng snorted without any mercy, and forwarded it to Xu Xian.

After the message was successfully sent, I counted to less than 10 in my heart, and the bell rang again. Who else could it be except Xu Xian's call? Yang Cheng secretly said, "You're so concerned, and you still say you're not connected?"

He intentionally waited for a ringtone to be played before he slowly connected it. He was very prescient and didn't put the phone close to his ear. Sure enough, Xu Xian screamed and roared, as if he had made up his mind to pierce Yang Cheng's eardrum, "You What are you going to do?"

"What are you shouting for? What? Does your heart hurt?" Yang Cheng's yin and yang words can lift the seven orifices of popularity to heaven.

"What do I have to do to make you believe me? I swear, I haven't met him since I came back!" Xu Xian still maintained an excited tone, hoarse, and his throat was almost broken.

Yang Cheng raised her eyebrows, "Stop yelling, do you want to lose your voice?"

"Stop being hypocritical, just tell me, what do I have to do to let you go?" Xu Xian forced herself to calm down, but the heavy panting still revealed the anger in her heart.

"Take the fastest flight to New York. When the plane takes off, your little boyfriend will appear at his door."

"Hmph~ After all, do you still want me to accompany you to bed? Okay, I promise you! I hope you keep your word this time!"

Another unhappy phone call, Yang Cheng didn't feel anything, except that last night he felt a green patch on his head, and now he was not so angry.

After all, his state of mind is different. If the girl he cared about in the previous life dared to betray him, even if it was just a suspicion, he would try his best to kill that guy, but now, to put it bluntly, a woman treats him Said it was no different from a plaything, so far I haven't really been attracted to anyone, it's all because of the possessive desire of a beautiful body.

But Xu Xian's side is different.

In an old urban area in Seoul, most of the families living here are intellectuals or engineers and technicians. It belongs to the wealthy area in the early years. In the living room of a two-story single-story building that looks very emotional, a tragic scene is being staged.

The protagonists are a young girl and four old people. This is the home of Xu Xian's childhood sweetheart, Zhao Shangxi. Zhao Shangxi's parents sat on the sofa and cried, while Xu Xian's parents sat on both sides and kept comforting.

Just now Xu Xian ran to the bathroom specially to call Yang Cheng, and now he was crying with grievance, his eyes were red, he tried his best to calm down and came out and said, "Uncle and aunt, I called my friend, and he said that Shang Xi oppa Will be released soon."

"Xiaoxian, what the hell is going on? We grew up with Shang Xi, a child who has always been very good. I have never heard of him offending anyone?" The upright middle-aged man in military uniform was exactly Seohyun's father who served in the army.

Xu Xian forced a smile, parted his hair, organized his words in his mind and said,

"I don't know either, Dad, the matter has been settled, let's not stay here to disturb uncle and aunt."

"Xiao Xian, what's the matter with your child? You've been out of your mind all day, and now that something happened to Shang Xi, you still want to work?" Xu Xian's mother thought that her daughter was afraid of delaying her work. ? Can't help but blame the road.

Xu Xian opened her mouth, wanting to tell the truth, but what Yang Cheng said in the room of the Shilla Hotel was still lingering in her mind. Through this incident, she also found that Yang Cheng could do what he said, Fearing that her family would be implicated, she quickly put an end to this thought.

It's not good for her to say that she has broken up with Zhao Shangxi at this time, it would be like adding fuel to the fire.

At this time, Zhao Shangxi's mother endured her grief, and said with tears in her eyes, "Xiaoxian, go and get busy if you have something to do. Since your friend said that Shangxi is fine, then we'll just wait."

Xu Xian couldn't bear it any longer. The kind-hearted woman told all the lies of her life today. She really couldn't hold on any longer. She bowed at 90 degrees, said sorry, covered her face and ran out sobbing. , did not call the agent, stopped a taxi and went straight to the airport.

Yang Cheng naturally didn't know what happened in Seoul, and he wasn't interested in knowing. When he and Susu had lunch together, they watched the press conference held by Riz Khan in the name of Yang Cheng.

At the press conference, not only did they use extremely strong terms to angrily denounce the rumors on the Internet, but they also presented carefully 'forged' evidence, proving Yang Cheng's sincerity in caring about charity.

At the same time, it was also announced that the first batch of Yang Cheng would invest 80 million US dollars in charitable projects. The staff of the Melinda Gates Foundation also appeared on the scene to endorse Yang Cheng. At the end of the press conference, Riz Khan represented Siwei The Space Charity Fund and the Melinda Gates Foundation have signed a partnership agreement.

Sure enough, the title of the richest man in the world is more useful than any evidence, especially the charity project Yang Cheng chose this time. Women, teenagers and children are also the aspects that the public cares most about and are most likely to increase public favorability.

Not long after the press conference ended, the previous rumors were self-defeating, and even many women and young netizens from the fund took the initiative to stand up and speak out for Yang Cheng. It reversed the public opinion and successfully raised Yang Cheng's reputation to a new level. Although he paid 80 million US dollars for this, it was worth it. How many people can't buy a good reputation with 800 million yuan.

. . .

Not long after the press conference ended, David Ellison's phone call disrupted his enthusiasm for work again, "Hey, my brother, you are famous again!"

"Did you watch the press conference too?" Yang Cheng leaned on the boss's chair, with her legs resting on the corner of the desk, lazily holding the phone between her head and shoulders.

"Haha, I just happened to hear your name on the TV when I was having sex, and I looked at it curiously, you did a good job, buddy." I don't know if this guy is joking or serious, and you still need to watch TV when you have sex?

Yang Cheng rolled his eyes, and said casually, "It's just emergency public relations, what's the matter with calling?"

"Of course, who will call you if it's okay? Two news, one good and one bad, which one should you listen to first?"

Yang Cheng shook his feet, shrugged indifferently, "Bad?"

David Ellison smiled, "The bad news is that Softbank and Hasbro have made private offers to Jeffrey Katzenberg to acquire DreamWorks Animation."

Yang Cheng's expression froze, she put down her legs and sat up straight and asked, "What's the good news?"

"The good news is that Jeffrey didn't agree."

Yang Cheng leaned back angrily, "fuck, you are playing with me."

"Come on who is free to tease you, buddy, Jeffery just didn't agree to the initial offer, he intends to sell DreamWorks Animation, our chance has come." David Ellison suddenly raised his voice and shouted excitedly .

But Yang Cheng was not so optimistic, "Do you know what the quotations of those two companies are?"

"If the news is correct, it should be $22 a share."

"The total share capital seems to be more than 85 million, right? Calculated at 86 million, 22 US dollars per share, then the total purchase price is around 1.9 billion US dollars." Yang Cheng calculated quickly and came up with a figure that made him laugh, "Dream What is the current share price of the factory?"

"$20.50." David Ellison replied without thinking.

"Haha, if I were Jeffrey, I wouldn't agree to this price. The premium is less than 10%. It seems that this is just a tentative offer." Yang Cheng concluded with a chuckle.

"That's right, I mainly want to find out about Jeffrey. I didn't expect him to really have the intention to sell DreamWorks Animation. Softbank and Hasbro are also helping us." David Ellison agreed with Yang Cheng's opinion. point of view, agree.

"It's not surprising. Disney has developed too rapidly in the past two years. DreamWorks Animation's small family background can't compete with Disney, which has a big business. Jeffery is a smart person, can he not see the situation clearly?" Yang Cheng analyzed.

"Okay, don't care why he decided to sell, anyway, we have to act quickly, how about it? Shall we make an offer?" David Ellison suggested.

Yang Cheng thought about it for a while, then shook his head and said, "Don't worry, we don't want to go into the village to shoot quietly, let's watch the fire from the other side, and wait for the critical moment to draw the bottom of the fire and take it down in one fell swoop."

"Hey, English please, I don't understand what you're saying." David Ellison couldn't help shouting anxiously when he heard Yang Cheng babbled in a language he didn't understand.

Yang Cheng was taken aback for a moment. He had spoken Chinese unconsciously, and said with a light smile, "It's nothing. Don't rush to make an offer. We need money to buy DreamWorks."

"Isn't it a merger? Why did it change to an acquisition?" Ellison corrected.

"M&A is so boring, it's still fun to buy. Don't worry, you're indispensable. In this way, you come to New York and New Era Media is preparing for the B round of financing. This time, you will also participate in a share?"

Just for a moment, Yang Cheng thought of a good idea. If David Ellison came forward to take over Hearst Group's 5% stake in New Times Media, how would William IV feel?

David Ellison is not talking nonsense, how could he miss such a good thing? Which one is more important, DreamWorks or New Era Media, the girls in the Red~Light~ district can tell the difference, and they agreed neatly, "Of course, I missed the last round of financing, so I have to be counted as one this time. Fly to New York, wait for me!"