(The editor suddenly informed me that it would be released at midnight, and I was not prepared at all! I originally planned to write some light-hearted plots in the past few days, but I had to adjust it. I will only post this chapter today. I will release as many chapters as possible tomorrow. I beg for your support!)

Contract signing is never something that can be completed simply by signing. Especially for a contract with a transaction value of nearly 1 billion US dollars, there are hundreds of relevant clauses, not counting thousands of subdivided items.

Because Coteweiler was in urgent need of cash flow, he had to concentrate the work of reading the terms and conditions, which originally took a week, into one day.

Yang Cheng sat in the first place, and the legal teams from both sides began to consider the terms of the contract one by one. Relatively speaking, today's contract was not complicated, as long as it was confirmed that there would be no subsequent delays after the transaction between the two parties was completed.

Kortweiler drank coffee, looked at Yang Cheng and then at Rez Khan, but stopped talking.

"Kurt, if you have any questions, just say it. After signing the contract, we can be considered friends." Yang Cheng said with a smile.

Kortweiler gritted his teeth and expressed his thoughts, "Jason, I have a grudge."

Yang Cheng raised his hand, "Just tell me, I will help you if I can."

"Thank you, that's it. I have a younger brother named Jermaine Weller, who is currently the vice president of Lionsgate Pictures and is in charge of distribution matters. After I leave, with Mark Laches' tough style, he will definitely eliminate dissidents. I

I would like you to give Jermaine a chance. He is very capable and has no ambition. He is a manager who is good at defending the city."

The thing that Kortweiler hesitated about turned out to be to find a job for his brother. No, more accurately, it was to find a backer.

Yang Cheng was not dissatisfied because of this. No one can be ruthless without being a sage, and personal feelings are also feelings. There is nothing embarrassing about speaking out for his younger brother, and he does not have any relevant film and television talents at hand.

"You don't have a good relationship with Mark Laches?" Yang Cheng was also idle. Instead of waiting boringly, he might as well ask Kurt Weiler for some inside information about Lionsgate Pictures.

"I can't say it's not good, how should I say it? It should be described as a conflict of ideas." Seeing that Yang Cheng did not refuse, Kurtweiler replied with a thoughtful expression.

"Conflict of ideas?" Yang Cheng repeated Kurtweiler's key words.

"Yes, you may be wondering, I have never been involved in Lions Gate's operations, so why do I have a conceptual conflict with the CEO?" Cote Wellero sighed with a helpless tone.

Yang Cheng nodded, indicating that he indeed had such doubts.

"In fact, Mark Laches was just a professional manager hired by the board of directors from the beginning. At that time, the board of directors, including the founders, were almost all from Wall Street. Although he loved movies, he really participated in the production and found that things were more difficult than imagined.

many."

Kurt Weiler slowly told the history of Lionsgate Pictures, which is much more accurate and detailed than asking an outsider to investigate. After all, who has a personal participant who knows the truth better?

Yang Cheng nodded again, indicating that he understood the difficulties here. Kurt Weiler continued, "Later, someone suggested hiring Hollywood professionals to be responsible for operations and management, with the board of directors assisting. This suggestion was approved by everyone.

, so Mark Laches appeared.”

After a pause, he took a sip of coffee and said, "In terms of ability alone, Mark Laches is indeed outstanding. He quickly sorted out the messy Lions Gate and found a unique development direction for us."

"Does it focus on low-budget, B-level movies?" Yang Cheng interjected and asked.

Kortweiler spread his hands and said, "That's right, and you've also seen that Lionsgate has risen because of this."

"Well~ you continue." Yang Cheng crossed her legs and continued to listen to the story while holding the coffee cup.

"With such achievements, the board of directors had no choice but to give Mark Laches 5% of dry shares and an additional 5% of dividend rights. This treatment is far higher than the income standard for professional managers in Hollywood, but Mark does not

I'm content with this." Having said this, Cotweiler's face showed a twisted look of anger.

Yang Cheng frowned, what on earth did Mark Laches do? It made Kurt Weiler, who seemed very kind in front of him, not forget it after so many years.

"He stole the box office from the movies released by his company, and even tampered with the movie peripheral income statements to make huge profits. Lionsgate lost hundreds of millions of dollars for this, and Mark Laches introduced new investors in order to promote Lionsgate's listing.

We used the money stolen from Lionsgate to forcibly acquire the shares from small shareholders. It was not until after the listing that we discovered that Lionsgate no longer belonged to us and the board of directors was unable to control Mark Laches."

Kurt's disappointment was palpable, but Yang Cheng showed no sympathy. There were countless cases around the world of being stabbed in the back by the professional managers he hired and losing control of the company. Lionsgate was not an exception, and people could do it right under their noses.

There is no need for mercy when someone steals the company's board of directors from underneath.

But Yang Cheng wondered, are the elites on Lionsgate's board of directors who claim to be from Wall Street all fake? He puzzled, "A few hundred million dollars? Such a large amount cannot be covered up at all, and there will definitely be clues left, so you didn't want to send someone

Are they going to investigate him? Then prosecute him?”

Kortweiler smiled sarcastically, "Ha, of course I thought about it, but it's a pity that I lost at the hands of my own people. There will never be a shortage of short-sighted guys in this world."

Yang Cheng kept listening, and the story became more and more interesting. "Mark Laches used 100 million US dollars to bribe the director we sent to investigate, destroyed the evidence, and took advantage of the situation to side with Mark."

"As a result, even if you apply for an official investigation, your position will be untenable because of the director's rebellion." Yang Cheng added.

Kortweiler nodded heavily, "Yes, later Mark Laches came to find me and instilled his ideas in me, hoping that I could support him."

"Is this why you chose to split your shares and hide them?" Yang Cheng asked, tapping his thigh rhythmically with his fingers.

"Yes, I am still unwilling to give in. Of course, this also stems from the fact that I was going smoothly in the field of energy investment. Suddenly I encountered a setback, and it felt like a stone was stuck in my heart. Over time, this has also become a problem for me. Now I will hand over the shares to

You and I are also free."

It is not difficult to see that there is a hint of relief on Kurt Weiler's weathered face. The Lions Gate itself does not belong to him alone. Just because of the successive successes at that time, facing the sudden failure, one can imagine the depression and awkwardness in his heart.

Now that I have severed my ties with Lions Gate, I can devote myself wholeheartedly to my professional field without mentioning the past.

Chatting is the best way to spend time. During the chat between Yang Cheng and Kurt Weiler, they responded to the disputes between their respective legal teams from time to time. For some insignificant issues, both parties would tacitly agree to take a step back. Such a harmonious negotiation atmosphere was in

It is rare worldwide.

At noon, Yang Cheng invited Kurt Weiler to have lunch outside. After returning to the office, he watched a movie in the video room and reviewed the classic movies of Lionsgate Pictures. The disgusting Yang Cheng almost vomited his lunch.

Tweiler seemed to be fine. After the movie was played, he even commented on it with gusto.

What a weirdo.

At around 3 p.m., Susu invited Yang Cheng and Kurt Weiler from the office to the conference room.

"Boss, there is no problem with the contract. You can sign it." Ruiz placed the two formal contracts in front of Yang Cheng and Kurt Weiler respectively, and stood aside with his hands behind his hands.

Yang Cheng and Kurt smiled at each other, took out a Visconti corrugated HRH pen from his underwear pocket, wrote his signature in Chinese and English on the paper, exchanged contracts with Kurt, put the same signature in the same position, and stamped it

Pen cap.

The two stood up and clasped their hands tightly together. Warm applause erupted in the conference room. At this point, a US$950 million equity transaction was completed. If the four-dimensional space needs to hold a signing conference in the future, Coteweiler will also

Will cooperate to attend, this is included in the scope of the contract.

"Kurt, it's a pleasure to work with you. Regarding Jermaine, I will summon him for an interview as soon as possible. As long as his abilities meet my requirements, he will have a place in the new Lionsgate Pictures." Yang Cheng held Kurt's hand and solemnly promised.

road.

"Thank you. It's a pleasure to work with you. There is no doubt about Jermaine's ability. I believe he can meet your requirements."

...

Madison Square Garden (Madison Square Garden), referred to as MSG or popularly summarized as [garden].

It is a famous multi-functional sports venue in Manhattan, New York City, United States. It is located between 8th Avenue, 31st Street and 33rd Street, directly above Pennsylvania Station. It has hosted various large-scale sports competitions, concerts and political events all year round.

Activity.

In the evening, Yang Cheng drove his Lamborghini to Madison Square. Whenever there was a major competition or artistic performance, the place would become extremely crowded and crowded.

At this moment, the Lamborghini resolutely transformed into a bull, stumbling forward with a squeaking sound. The S-M Family Concert will start at 6:30, and it is already past 6 o'clock. The so-called death race on the mountain, Madison Square is clearly in front of you, but

He just couldn't run away. If he hadn't promised Sunny that he would be there to cheer him on, he would never have come here.

The red high-mounted brake light of the car in front was extremely dazzling, making Yang Cheng feel dizzy.

Blocking the light with his hand, he turned his head and looked at Madison Square, which was just around the corner. He simply opened the door and got out of the car, walked through the traffic and walked to the Escalade in the back.

"Hansen, arrange for someone to drive my car, and you and Andrew will walk directly over to me."

...

Ten minutes later, Yang Cheng finally arrived at the back door agreed by Sunny. Sunny, wearing a purple sequined tube top skirt, was pacing behind the railing with her mobile phone in her arms.

"Oppa, if you're one minute late, I'll have to prepare to go on stage." Seeing Yang Cheng's relief, Sunny quickly called Yang Cheng in.

"I went out late and the road was too busy. I didn't expect you still have a market in the United States?" Yang Cheng followed Sunny into the venue, pointed at the crowd of Wuyang Wuyang outside and clicked his tongue.

"What? Koreans are the majority, and foreigners are a minority." Sunny told the truth, but why did the assistant next to her look embarrassed, as if she was embarrassed?

Yang Cheng was about to say something when Hansen suddenly stepped forward and whispered in Yang Cheng's ear, "Boss, I saw Louis Lehman!"
Chapter completed!