America: Starting with the acquisition of MGM

Chapter 277 276. It’s over, it’s all over!

Sergey Hassenfeld's villa, New York.

Compared with the Newhouse family's luxurious manor, his villa is naturally inferior. After all, there is a big gap between the two in terms of family background and rise time.

What's more, Sergei is only a king on the surface, and the real prime minister is his uncle Alan Hassenfeld.

His power is equivalent to that of Liu Xie, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty. He must obey Boss Cao's orders in everything. He may be stronger than Liu Xie. After all, he can still make the final decision in small matters, but he is far behind Chongzhen.

The maid brought coffee and a plate of strange-looking fruit.

"Try this. It's a specialty of Brunei, a small country in the Pacific. The two of us went there for vacation some time ago. It tastes very good."

"Vacation? It seems that your relationship is still handled well. I'm worried that it will be over in a year."

Sergey smiled: "When you reach my age, you will know how to best maintain a relationship instead of letting scandals spread all over the world."

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Eric waved his hand: "Come on, everyone will talk about this when they meet me. My tongue is almost numb. Where is Winslet? Is she not here?"

"Yes, but definitely not here. I am a married person, so I have to be careful about the impact."

"So are you just going to hang like this? I'm curious, how long can you hang? If you can hang for a lifetime, you will be my eldest brother."

Sergey choked for a moment: "Actually, Kate also complained about this. When the two of us chose to get together last year, of course I have to thank you for your efforts."

"There were several men pursuing her at that time, British, American, producers, singers, actors, etc., but I won out."

"But I also made a promise that I would divorce her as soon as possible, then make our relationship public and hold a luxurious wedding with her in an open and honest manner."

"But you also know the actual situation. This is very difficult. My wife will definitely file a lawsuit and want to get a large amount of money."

"This woman is second, and more importantly, my uncle Allen. He will not agree. I am not afraid that you will laugh at Eric. I still dare not mention this matter to him."

"Now that Hasbro is developing at a rapid pace, Alan will not allow any behavior that will adversely affect the company to occur. He is a control freak!" Eric explained the reason for him.

Sergey nodded sternly: "Yes, he is a control freak, everyone knows it."

Eric sipped the coffee gently, feeling the factors flowing in his blood.

"Sergey, I know that your situation is very difficult, so I am here to help you solve this problem."

"Haha. You? How do you solve it?" Sergey smiled sarcastically.

"Aren't you just afraid of Allen? Kill Allen and the problem will be solved!"

"Kill! Are you kidding me? Are you crazy?" Sergey was shocked.

"You are crazy. You don't need to kill him to kill him. Just make him abdicate. I ask you a question, and you must answer it honestly."

"explain."

"Do you want to be the real controller of Hasbro? Do you want to get rid of your identity as a puppet? Do you want to truly be a man who can make decisions about his own feelings?"

Sergey rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Eric, what nonsense are you talking about? If I had the ability, I would have kicked away that yellow-faced woman and asked Alan to go back to Canada to retire. But the problem is I don't."

"I have!"

"What?"

After a moment of pause, Eric said with a serious face: "I said I have it. As long as you are willing to help, we can drive Allen away together."

"If you want to get rid of that old guy, the minimum thing you need to do is to hold more shares in the company than him. I'm almost done with that."

"Now I just need your help. As long as you can get the support of more than half of the directors, Allen will be dead."

After hearing what Eric said word by word, Sergey was a little puzzled: "Eric, are you kidding me?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

"It doesn't sound like it, but did you know that Allen owns 17% of Hasbro? That's a pretty big share. How much do you own?"

"I'm also 17%."

scare!

Sergey was obviously stunned by this number, and it took him a while to recover.

He asked loudly: "Where did you get the shares? Have you gained the trust of those investment institutions? Are you their agent?"

"No, I only act as my own agent. Don't worry about where the shares were obtained. All you need to know is that I can compete with Allen now."

"Let me ask you one more thing, how are the sales of Transformers toys now? Five months ago, they reached twice the sales record of last year. What is the current figure?"

"That gambling agreement!"

"Yes, I have to know if the gambling agreement has been fulfilled. Once four times sales are reached, the maximum terms must be honored."

"Hasbro will either pay MGM 55% of net toy profits or 4% of MGM's equity."

"At that time, as long as you can stand up and advocate for the transfer of equity, I will be able to control 21% of the equity, and the right to speak will be transferred to our hands."

"Sergey, I came here today to show you my cards. I trust our relationship and I believe you will not betray me."

"Similarly, I will not let down your contribution. As long as you are willing to help me get rid of Allen, you will have the final say and be the real master of Hasbro from now on."

"Just like YouTube and Facebook, I am responsible for planning and coordinating the company's development direction and formulating policies, and you are responsible for specific operations and management."

"You can divorce if you want, and you can marry whoever you want. I will only applaud and congratulate my friends."

"Sergey, my good friend and brother, your fate has come to a crossroads, and it's time to choose!"

This time Sergey was stunned for a long time, just sitting there expressionlessly, with a struggle in his mind.

This is a big deal, to become a young model in the club, to do the splits and become a young model in the sea.

Eric can pat his butt and leave, but he has no other place to live.

Seeing his entanglement, Eric couldn't urge him, so he stood up and patted his shoulder: "Think about it carefully, I'll wait for your answer, as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he was ready to leave, but just as he opened the door, Sergey suddenly stood up and grabbed him.

"Wait, wait, wait, I need more information. Sit down and let's have a good chat."

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Brother, you have to let me sort out my thoughts first. This is a difficult decision."

"How about this, stay at my house tonight. Anyway, my house is quite big. Let's have a deeper discussion."

"Okay, although there is an emergency press conference waiting for me to go back."

Early the next morning, Eric flew back to Los Angeles.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep soon.

Last night, Sergey talked for half the night, and his years of depression and anger broke out. Finally, he decided to have a big fight with Eric to vent his accumulated resentment.

Of course, the main thing is to review the advantages of his side. After summarizing, it is still very large, and the possibility of success is indeed not low.

First, they are in the dark and Allen is in the light. Eric has been planning for a long time.

Second, Eric has shares in his hands, so the basic situation is stable, and everyone has a bottom line in their hearts.

Then Allen has become more and more perverse since the death of his child. Over the years, he has offended almost everyone in the company.

He has not stepped down just because he has a lot of shares and Hasbro's performance is also good. As long as you can lead everyone to make money, no matter how big the hatred is, you can bear it.

But resentment will only grow more and more, and everyone just holds it back and dares not explode.

Once there is a turnaround, Sergey believes that he is confident that he can convince many people to stand on Eric's side.

Now he goes to check the accounts and verify the completion of the gambling agreement. As long as the target is met, it is time to launch a surprise attack on Allen Hassenfeld.

Dad also came home from Mexico last night and brought good news.

Jim Giannopoulos accepted this kindness. He will use his power to cause trouble for Robert inside Fox.

Even if he can't force him to withdraw from the league, he can tie his hands and feet.

The price is that Eric has to provide the other party with a sum of money. Anyway, the worse Fox is beaten, the more confident Jim is to get a new contract next year.

The loss is the company, but the benefit is the individual.

It's just a senior worker. Of course, you have to think more about yourself. The company will step back for a while!

In the MGM office building, a press conference is being prepared.

Two days ago, MGM announced that it would make a thorough clarification of the incident and invited all media from all over the country to witness it.

But it was obvious that only online media were willing to buy his account, and major TV stations and newspapers did not respond.

But after visiting Judy's parents yesterday, it was different. The Newhouse family still had a lot of influence.

Moreover, the media was not monolithic. There were power struggles within the media, and they could mobilize the resources of their own factions.

So many media that were not interested in the press conference suddenly appeared on the scene.

CBS and NBC came from the big public stations, and reporters from the New Yorker, the New York Times, People and other big newspapers and magazines with influence in the country or several states also arrived one after another.

Although not all of them were present, these were enough to set off a storm of public opinion in the United States.

After getting off the plane, Eric hurried to the company, and Carol reported the situation to him.

The live broadcast of Lionheart.com started simultaneously. Even though the press conference had not officially started, millions of people had already poured into the live broadcast room.

Swish, swish, swish.

As Eric led the way into the venue, white light flashed non-stop.

Everyone sat down, and Eric turned on the microphone: "I know what you want to know, and I also know what the national audience wants to know."

"Fortunately, after our unremitting efforts, we finally found Barle Farley, who is willing to attend the press conference and restore the truth to everyone."

In front of the TV, Howard Stringer's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly picked up the phone to call Barle Farley, but as expected, it was turned off.

He swallowed his saliva with a gulp, and his heart was full of questions.

That's not right, Barle Farley should be in Japan, and she would send him a message every day to report that she was safe. What's going on?

"Did Eric Cooper find a fake one?"

An outrageous idea popped up in his mind, and then he saw the real person on TV.

In an instant, as if he was hit by a thunder, Howard Stringer was in a state of confusion.

And it was not just him who was confused, the reporters on the scene and the tens of millions of viewers in front of the screen were also confused, and they were extremely excited in their confusion.

There will definitely be a big melon to eat today!

Barrefaeli took off her hat, sunglasses and mask to show that she was indeed herself.

Take a deep breath and she said, "It's a scam. It's all a huge conspiracy against Eric. Everything you see is fake."

Boom!

As expected, there was a big explosion as soon as she opened her mouth. The eyes of the reporters lit up.

Then Barle Farley told the story with a slight change. The adapted part was naturally to describe herself as a young girl who was deceived by the world.

Although I made a mistake, I am willing to return to the justice camp and tell the truth. I hope everyone will scold me less for my return.

"This is what happened. Everything is Harvey Weinstein's fault. He caused all this."

"When I woke up, it was too late. I must apologize to everyone. I'm sorry!"

Miramax, the Weinstein brothers were also paying attention to the development of the situation. When they saw Barle Farley directing the fire on themselves, they both thought it was not good.

Bob Weinstein looked at his brother angrily: "Is this your plan? That bitch is not trustworthy at all!"

"This is not my fault. How did that guy find someone? Howard said it was safe. I'm going to call him."

"What's the point of saying this now! People all over the country are watching now. We must come up with a solution quickly."

Harvey Weinstein was strong and calm: "What are you afraid of! Even if Barle Farley throws dirty water on me, do I have to admit it?"

"Who can tell the truth from the false? Many people will think that the bitch was coerced by Eric Cooper. This matter cannot be explained clearly. At most, it is just a mess."

Bob Weinstein sighed: "It's better to do so. You must keep your mouth shut."

As a result, before the two finished speaking, a video was played on the TV screen. They were very familiar with the scene in the video, especially the bright red sofa. Where else could it be but Harvey Weinstein's office.

"Refaeli, as long as you are willing to cooperate, the heroine of "The Iron Fist Man" must be you."

"Russell Crowe is the male lead, Ron Howard is the director, they are both top-notch in the industry, and this will be an Oscar-winning movie."

"If you participate in this movie, I promise you that you can at least get a nomination for the Oscar for Best Actress next year."

"You can trust my methods. The reason why Gwyneth Paltrow can win the Best Actress is because I and Miramax are standing behind her."

"But will I be retaliated against for framing Eric Cooper?"

"Revenge? Hahaha. What are you worried about? As long as it is done properly, MGM will be seriously injured. Eric Cooper will not have time to retaliate against you. He is already in a difficult situation."

After a long conversation, the screen turned to a scene that was not suitable for children, and the video was cut off.

Harvey Weinstein's face twitched. First his hands couldn't stop shaking, then his whole arms were shaking, and finally the fat all over his body was shaking non-stop.

It's over, it's all over!