In the chairman's office of Soni Music Company's headquarters building, the white-haired Howard Stringer was sitting in an office chair reviewing financial statements and signing documents when a knock came on the door outside and he shouted impatiently: "Come in Bar!"
The door opened, and a middle-aged Japanese man in a gray and white suit walked in. He said anxiously: "The chairman is not good, Jackson bought his shares to Renmin Group!"
"What!" Howard Stringer looked shocked, and the gold pen in his hand fell on the desk with a bang and rolled to the ground.
The gray-haired Howard Stringer was just about to bend down to build the underground pen, but accidentally fell to the ground with a "snap".
The middle-aged man quickly walked over, helped Howard Stringer pick up the gold pen, and helped him sit on the sofa next to him.
Howard Stringer inhaled and exhaled angrily, unable to speak for a long time. The middle-aged man quickly followed him behind his back. After waiting for a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and said, "Contact MJ!"
"Chairman, MJ asked me to tell you that a press conference will be held at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning at the Renren branch building on Wall Street. He invited us to attend!" The middle-aged Japanese man is Nishikawa Yamato, the general manager of Soni Music, and he is also the general manager of Soni Music. The financial director assigned by Sony Group is one of the top managers of Sony Music.
After hearing the news about Nishikawa Yamato, Howard Stringer gritted his teeth and muttered to himself: "MJ, you dare to buy the shares to Renren Group. Okay, I will definitely destroy you!"
"Bah!" He slapped the coffee table hard, feeling out of breath. I fainted on the sofa all of a sudden.
"Chairman! Chairman! How are you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Los Angeles, in the spacious living room of the luxury apartment 5002 on the 50th floor of the building on Rodeo Drive. Shangguan Bolong and Zhang Qihang sat in front of two computers, with several uniformed bodyguards standing behind them watching.
"After coming to Los Angeles from Morrie, he has been looking for a house, renting a warehouse, renting a car, and buying medicine. The house he rented is near Holland Bell in the west of Los Angeles County. That's the picture I took!" Shangguan Bolong pointed to the computer and reported. said.
"Holland Bell, isn't it the city where MJ's mansion is located!" Zhang Qihang said with a proud smile on his face, thinking to himself: "It seems that Conrad Murray's conspiracy has been confirmed without a doubt at this time. It seems that Conrad Murray's conspiracy has been confirmed without a doubt. Suoni¡¯s senior management will do whatever it takes to get their shares!¡±
He raised his lips slightly, turned around and sat on another computer, quickly logged into his mailbox, and saw that the file sent by William had been received, so he immediately opened it and looked at it carefully.
This is a piece of information about Soni Music, from above. Zhang Qihang learned that the current CEO of Soni Music was an American man in his 60s named Howard Stringer. The previous CEO was Tommy Mottola, who was also 60 years old, and the general manager was Yamato Nishikawa, a Japanese. The vice president's name is Bartlett Powell. White American in his 50s.
"Tommy Mottola originally had a feud with MJ. He had a falling out with MJ before he was replaced by Howard Stringer, and this Howard Stringer is still the chairman of Sony!"
Zhang Qihang took a closer look at Howard Stringer's detailed information, and finally understood why Soni's senior management would allow an American to join the senior management of the board of directors.
It turns out that Howard Stringer was originally from England. He was naturalized in the United States in 1985 and served as a reporter, producer and CEO of CBS. He spent 30 years at CBS in the United States.
After being acquired by Soni in Colombia, he served as the chairman of Soni in the United States in 1997 and as the vice chairman since November 2003, in charge of the U.S. Soni business and global film, music and entertainment departments.
At the end of 2004, he once again used his rich connections to lead the merger into MGM Films, and merged Sony Music and Boardman to form Sony Boardman Music Entertainment.
Therefore, in 2005, the board of directors of Sony Japan was shocked to appoint Howard Stringer, the head of Sony in the United States, as chairman and CEO. On June 22, 2005, he was officially approved by the Sony shareholders meeting in the final vote to become Sony. The first foreign leader in history.
Zhang Qihang had a headache after reading Howard Stringer's information. This person was a bit difficult to deal with. He was not only the CEO of Soni Music, but also the current chairman of Soni Group. He was much more powerful than he imagined.
However, this also has an advantage. Zhang Qihang thought that he could take advantage of Conrad Murray's incident to put Howard Stringer in jail, or to smear it, so that the board of directors of Soni Group could remove Howard Stringer. This would be a good idea. .
The most critical thing to deal with a company is whether the manager has the ability. Zhang Qihang can still face an old, well-connected, and experienced opponent like Howard Stringer.It was quite a headache. At least it was difficult for him to know how such an old fox would deal with the Renren Group, and maybe Howard Stringer would use some dirty tricks.
"If Howard Stringer is finished, the end of Suoni will not be far away!" Zhang Qihang thought of this and nodded gently.
He closed the file, stood up from his chair, and said to Shangguan Bolong: "When Conrad Murray stabilizes, I want someone to monitor him 24 hours a day to know what he does every day, who he has met, and what he has said. talk!"
Shangguan Bolong nodded. Although he didn't know why Zhang Qihang was spying on Conrad Mori, he believed everything would become clear when things reached a certain level.
"I'm going to New York at night, you two can just follow me and protect me!" Zhang Qihang pointed, turned around and walked out of the apartment with two bodyguards.
A black Bentley drove out of the underground parking lot. Zhang Qihang, who was in the car, took out his mobile phone and called Jackson, telling him that his matter was settled and that MJ could take a private jet with a downwind and go directly there. New York.
At Los Angeles International Airport, Zhang Qihang was sitting in a private jet drinking red wine, quietly waiting for Jackson's arrival.
He checked the time and looked out the window. It was already dark and it had been sunset for more than an hour. Why hadn't Jackson arrived yet? He was half an hour late.
Just as Zhang Qihang was thinking about it, the bodyguard carried Jackson's luggage and walked over with a young blonde beauty with big breasts wearing a red and pink outfit.
"Zhang, your plane is so luxurious!" As soon as Jackson got up, he saw that the spacious private plane was decorated like the living room of a five-star hotel suite. It had sofas, furniture and electrical appliances, and most of them were decorated with crystal glass. Looking inside the plane It's spacious and bright. If you don't take off, you won't feel like you're on a plane at all, but instead walking into a hotel room.
Zhang Qihang smiled and shook his head, saying it was nothing. He raised his hand to invite the two of them to sit down and asked, "Who is this?"
Jackson turned his head and raised his finger to point at the blonde beauty with big breasts and said: "Bella Eugene, you are my assistant!"
"Oh!" Zhang Qihang smiled and said nothing.
He originally thought that since Jackson was alone, he could talk about the company's affairs in detail, but with Bella here, Zhang Qihang had to be careful, maybe it was a mole planted by Suo Ni.
"MJ, would you like a glass of red wine?" Zhang Qihang reached for the red wine bottle and smiled while pouring it.
Jackson took a look and saw that it was 1987 Lafite, a very expensive wine, but he waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm sorry Zhang, my health is too bad and I can't drink!"
Zhang Qihang looked at Jackson's pale face, and then saw that his eye circles were a little dark, and his skin was made up, and there was no trace of blood. He couldn't help but sigh, poured the wine, and said: "MJ, why don't you find someone Can a good doctor treat me?"
"It's useless. I have inherited vitiligo in my family. This disease cannot be cured!" Jackson said sincerely. He didn't hide anything in front of Zhang Qihang.
"Vitiligo will only cause your skin to turn white. You should be very healthy physically?" He was very surprised. From what he knew about MJ, skin disease was not the cause of death. The cause of death was sudden myocardial death after Mori injected an overdose of sedatives.
"Zhang, you don't know. On the one hand, I'm older, it's difficult to dance hip-hop, and there's also some pressure. I often suffer from insomnia, and my body is destroyed by myself!" After Jackson explained, he shook his head helplessly.
Zhang Qihang shook his head helplessly. He was also aware of the physical illness caused by MJ's psychology. If he were to develop specifically in the music industry, he would have to perform and sing every month, travel for a long time, and sometimes be dissatisfied, irritable, and nervous. Or when you get very excited, it will have an impact on your body.
He also knew that he was in a sub-healthy state before exercising. If he lived in the city for a long time, he would inevitably become weak and sick.
"MJ, after your last concert is over in July, you don't have to feel any pressure anymore. Considering that your children are still so young, you should exercise more after you retire. After establishing a group, you can There will be no shortage in the future, long life is what we should pursue!" Zhang Qihang directly advised him to exercise. With MJ's condition, taking medicine is harmful, and the only way to heal his body is through exercise.
After hearing what Zhang Qihang said, Jackson nodded muffledly and said, "Zhang, what you said makes sense. I have been too tired these years. I need to relax and take some rest and exercise!"
The plane was finally ready to take off. After a burst of noise and vibration, when the sky became stable, it suddenly became quiet. Zhang Qihang opened the CD, played Jackson's music in a low voice, and said with a smile: "When you retire, Going to China next yearTravel a lot, and there are also programs to record! "
"Let me think about it when I go to China. I haven't been to your east for more than ten years!"
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