"The situation was very urgent at that time, Julian was just a little bit away. Song Zecheng said that the French police's target was probably us, but we just touched the wrong door. We were lucky..."

Afterwards, Song Ya said this to Julian Robertson.

"Haha, this statement is too insulting the French police... Forget it, the matter is over."

Julian Robertson didn't believe it, but he didn't intend to go into it. His Tiger Fund got too much during this miraculous week. Even though he thought the exit was too early and the means were too rough, he lost some profits that should have been handed over to Bill Huang's fine operation. "In short, the cooperation is happy."

"Happy cooperation, Bill and his commission will be in place soon, and South Bank Bank will settle everyone's principal and income as soon as possible."

The revenge mission was completed, and Song Ya did not want to participate in futures speculation for the time being, so she simply split the money and left the house. Yes, the French police officers who appeared near the small building were fake police officers reported by Song Zecheng, otherwise there would be no legitimate reason to take away Bill Huang's trading power. "Will you continue playing next week?" he asked casually.

"Maybe we'll do a few more bands depending on the situation."

Julian Robertson did not hide it because he wanted to make sure that the Black Pharaoh really left the field instead of quietly returning the attack. "Even if he no longer acted in concert, we may still have to maintain a certain understanding of the situation."

"No need, I won't play anymore, it's not good for my heart." Song Ya smiled.

"Hahaha!"

Julian Robertson also smiled, "Then your media resources..."

"Oh, that's fine. Do you have Skinner's phone number? He knows this and will cooperate... Well, he's right by my side, you guys talk first."

Song Ya handed over the phone to Director A Skinner. The matter was already over and it was time to end the house arrest and release him.

David Geffen, who rushed over, also ran back to Los Angeles in a low-key manner.

Skinner will take Ms. Sloan's Gulfstream V to return to the rice, and Song Ya is also preparing to take the plane to Paris. The car is a Boeing 757-200 that has just finished its interior and flew from the United States, and it truly belongs to his own air palace.

Today, Barcelona was shining with sunshine, and the golden 757 shell of champagne was painted in a blue sky. There were five black English letters on the front of the fuselage, with bright yellow paint on the background, which was painted a huge low-key Chinese character "Song" that was not very visible under the golden background of champagne.

There are also noble silver RR letters on the outside of the low-lying twin engine, which is the logo of the engine manufacturer Reus Rolls.

"Goodbye, Charlie." Song Ya shook hands with Skinner after the call and said goodbye, and then looked up with emotion, "Alas!"

He spent more than 100 million to buy the large aircraft that was maintained and finally available. He was in a great mood and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey! AP Lu S! Don't you come up and introduce it to us?" Harley poked out of the hatch door and shouted loudly.

She, Sloan, and some of the Blade Warrior 2 creators who went to Paris for publicity and promotion work on the same plane, had already completed boarding in advance, and some airport staff were carrying their luggage on the cargo hold conveyor belt.

"Just come!"

Song Ya agreed, but she stayed alone below and walked and thought for a while.

One reason for leaving the market decisively today is that he earned enough and played enough. The risks next week are unknown, so he no longer wants to play such a high-risk heartbeat game.

Second, Gore also hints at some risks. The leaders of the two countries had already called on the capital markets of both sides last night. Although Microsoft has been rebounding after escaping the fate of being split, the rebound is not strong, and it is still far from making up for the decline in the first half of the year. The major capital powers are in trouble at their own homes. Sloan thus judged that the US government and large consortiums did not have much motivation and confidence to launch a financial sniper war against France, reenacting a pounding crisis in 1992.

After all, France is a former usury imperialist country. The banking industry has strong strength and autonomy, and its agricultural products are self-sufficient, high-end agricultural and sideline products and luxury goods have extremely high added value, and its industrial categories are also very sound. After World War II, it maintained a large-scale overseas colonial economic cycle, such as various franc areas in Africa.

Politically, France is one of the leaders of multilateralism and multipolar worlds, with a wide influence on countries such as Africa and the Middle East.

So in the final analysis, France was still very strong in 2000, and Vivendi Global was not enough to serve as a breakthrough in the economic and financial crisis.

In addition, the Avengers' original intention is to retaliate, so they do not consider any operation of blocking low-price funds to obtain Vivendi Global shares. After the stock price is reduced, they will buy back the number of shares they should buy, close the position and leave the matter, and do everything they can to help support the other party's stock price.

Forty-eight Euro per share, in just four days, Vivendi Global's market value has shrunk by nearly half. Compared with the previous design goal of losing 18 points for a long time, the task has exceeded.

"Hurry!" Harley was urging again.

Harley and the others...

"Here you come!"

Thinking of Harley and the others, Song Ya laughed at herself. She was indeed very nervous during this period, but she was not that nervous. At least playing futures speculation was not enough to make her nervous like when she felt that she was murdered by Mothura.

But in the eyes of Harley and Sloan, women who know each other very well, it may be more like a manifestation of deliberately covering up the extreme tension in their hearts, so they try every means to relax themselves.

In fact, I am not as nervous as they imagined, but I just took advantage of their misunderstandings to make some special requests that I dare not make usually...

Song Ya trot boarded the plane and shook hands with the captain, stewardess and other crew members. He did not check with his ex-wife and hired him at a high salary. The young and beautiful blonde stewardess were pleasing to the eye.

"Halley, Zach...uh, where did you start? This is our...counting the escort room?"

He rubbed his hands and smiled at the landlords. In order to deliver as quickly as possible and save money, he did not make any major changes to the interior design of his former owner Paul Allen, and maintained a business style. He just changed the first letter of Paul Allen, which is everywhere on the high-end skin of the seat, to his own AP LuS Gasong, just like the one on the outside.

The closest to the cabin door are some seats for staff like bodyguards, but the seats are still super large and comfortable, resulting in the passenger plane with an original capacity of 228 people can only hold more than fifty seats.

"Small conference room, this is a small screening room."

The head of the conference room had a pure gold wall sculpture with five-clawed golden dragons than before. The TV in the screening room was replaced with a thinner and larger plasma style. There was nothing to show off. The high-end mahogany tables, mini bar wine cabinets and other items were Paul Allen's original ones.

But this did not affect Zach Snyder and others' surprise at the sky palace enjoyed by the top rich man. Halle was even more excited to touch and look around, familiarizing herself with the fastest speed.

"Haha, I won't take you here, a private territory."

The cabin with the lowest noise during the voyage belongs to its own small bedroom. Since the 757 is a narrow passenger plane, it is still difficult to create a bedroom with all internal organs and independent bathrooms. The corridor is so narrow that guests can only line up to pass sideways.

There was a painting of ink and wash hanging at the door of the bedroom, a kind of Xu Beihong's... uh no, a black horse.

In fact, there is a semi-open bedroom on the other side where the sofa can be put into a bed. Of course, the bathroom needs to be shared with other passengers.

"Please sit, just sit there."

Barcelona is very close to Paris, and the voyage is more than an hour, so the bedroom is no longer necessary.

Song Ya was really entertaining friends here as the host for the first time. She found a seat in the screening room and sat down. The flight attendants began to shuttle and deliver wine and drinks and provide services.

Although the crew members signed a strict confidentiality agreement, they could not trust each other too much for the first time, because it is difficult to guarantee that the madman with big mouths would not appear. Harley was reminded in advance.

"The first time I cooperated with the Black Pharaoh, it's hard to describe it. He has a strong desire to control himself, and he is also cunning..."

When Julian Robertson chatted with his confidants, "Although he is basically a good partner, he does have real skills to make such a big fortune at a young age, but he always needs to be on guard against each other. It feels too bad to have nothing to control. In the past, this situation usually only appeared outside..."

Within the Tiger Fund, Julian Robertson's stubbornness and control are no less than Song Ya's, so he feels so emotional.

“The promise of hip-hop stars…”

The cronies asked: "If he really signed with Aeropostale today, it means he will still have a lot of cash to buy. Do we need to worry about him next week?"

Today is different from the past. After the group breaks up, everyone goes their own way. They are no longer teammates, but are likely to become opponents.

"I don't think it's necessary. He is really not brave. At least this is the case when playing futures. We just need to be more conservative in our overall strategy next week."

Julian Robertson wasn't worried about this.

"If, I mean, what if, what about we find that he is going to fight us next week?" asked the cronie again.

"Business is business, but I don't want to turn against you too ruthlessly. If you find out about this, you should just talk to him in advance before making a decision."

In just four days, less than four days later, he had become popular again from Wall Street, and sounded the honor of attacking a company with a market value of 100 billion yuan. This gift was served at home, and the party gave it to him. No matter what the process was, Julian Robertson's key points were given.

Since Vivendi Global hit the limit in the morning, on June 23, 2000, on the afternoon of June 23, 2000, the Black Pharaoh was in Paris, and the towering Eiffel Tower spire could be seen from the porthole of 757.

"Why did the editor-in-chief send us here?"

A photographer from France's top financial magazine looked at 757-200, which was 47 meters long and 39 meters long, slowly landing like a single and elegant golden swan, and asked his colleague in confusion: "Interview with an American anthem star?"

"He is also a world-renowned rich man and one of the big players in the American Internet industry."

The reporter holding the microphone knew better about the purpose of the interview, "This is his private plane, using 757 as a private plane."

“Wow…”

"By the way, my dear, you can always say it now, right?"

When he got off the boarding ladder, Harley found the opportunity to hold Song Ya and bit her ear, "How much have we... made this week?"

“Emmmm…”
Chapter completed!