Chapter 652: This has nothing to do with the profession
The black car passed through the busy studio area of Firefly Studios, and Ron Perelman looked absently at the crowd outside the window, thinking about what might happen next. The car stopped under the office building of the studio, the driver pulled the door, and Ron Perelman just got off the bus and saw three people standing not far away, surrounded by men and women dressed in suits and professional suits. The youth in the white shirt in the center is particularly conspicuous.
"We finally met, Mr. Perelman," Eric smiled and walked over with Ron Perelman, then introduced: "This is the president of Firefly Group, Mr. Frank Wells. This lady is my personal assistant, Miss Kelly Haines."
Ron Perelman, from the good manners of Eric, almost immediately realized a familiar 'good policemanship and bad policeman', and Jeffrey Kasenberg’s previous role was undoubtedly That 'bad police', but even if he realized that this little trick, compared with the contrasts encountered in the previous week, Ron Perelman felt much better.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Williams," with a few hot words in his tone, and Ron Perelman shook hands with Eric, Frank and Kelly.
After introducing each other, Eric said: "I think you haven't had time to have lunch yet. There is just a small restaurant here."
Of course, Ron Perelman did not refuse, with himself...■长...■风...■文...The assistant of his own, together with Eric, came to the restaurant where Eric often dine in the cinema.
After all, the two sides have just experienced a conflict. The simple lunch is just to eliminate some of the embarrassment between them. After all, it is impossible to really warm up.
Commanding the waiter to remove the cutlery and change the coffee, Eric finally brought up the business, saying: "Ron. Since you want to talk to me personally, then I think you must have yourself for Marvel. The solution is right, right?"
There was another bitter bitterness in the heart, and Ron Perelman nodded. "Yes. Eric," Ron Perelman said, some of them were not willing to hesitate for a moment, but still Some have continued to say it awkwardly: "I basically agree with the Firefly Group's debt-to-equity swap strategy. However, there is one that the compensation for the Marvel tradable shareholders needs to be borne by the Firefly Group alone. My bottom line is just the hand in the hand. Wei shares are taken out."
Eric did not have the temper of Kasenberg. Still calmly said: "But it is too unfair to fireflies. We are creditors who are weaker than Marvel shareholders. If this loss is borne by fireflies, our losses will expand again."
Although Eric’s words are logically without any errors, Ron Perelman still feels that it is ridiculous to link the words 'firefly' and 'weakness' anyway: "Ire Ke, I know that you definitely value Marvel. Its value will be far beyond everyone's expectations. Since I lost completely this time, I don't intend to continue to insist on anything. The condition is my last bottom line. ""
Eric sank and looked at Kelly: "How much does it cost to redeem all the Marvel shares in the market?"
Kelly almost wanted to throw a blank eye to Erik, but she replied simply: "The stock price of Marvel has fluctuated greatly recently, but according to the average of the stock price in the last seven days, I want to fully recover the market. Circulating shares. It costs about $72 million."
"The $72 million, this money is not much," Eric turned to look at Ron Perelman, ignoring the darkness that flashed in the other's eyes, and the topic turned. Said: "In accordance with the current situation of Marvel, if there is no fireflies to intervene, and support for a maximum of one year, Marvel will have to take the initiative to bring bankruptcy protection to the federal court, I guess at that time, Andrews Holdings wants to solve this trouble It’s definitely not something that can be done for $72 million."
Ron Perelman, from Eric’s tone, thought he was going to take on the expense. When I heard Eric’s next words, I was disappointed and tried to swear: “Eric, my company has no money, I think you definitely don’t want this thing to continue, don’t you?”
Eric shook his head and said: "No, you have money in your hands. Everyone knows that you bought a $400 million firefly bond. I guess the long-term strategy does not match your investment creed, then fireflies can advance Take back the bonds in your hands, all or part of them. Of course, Fireflies will never be as cheap as Wall Street investors, and we can redeem them in full according to the face value."
Ron Perelman didn't think that Eric knew everything about his peers' price reductions. Although there was no change on the surface, he still secretly whispered a few times. Eric said that he did not have the idea of holding fireflies bonds for a long time. After planning to get the firefly board seats, he only reserved a portion of the bonds to maintain his creditor status, and all others were sold off.
With the popularity of the Firefly Group's long-term bonds, even if it only lasts for a few months, it can make a difference of several million dollars between the hands. Even if it can't be sold for a while, the $400 million bond can still bring stability every year. $22 million in interest dividends.
Eric’s seemingly generous redemption plan would still cost him at least a few million dollars.
Noticing Ron Perelman's tangled look, Eric did not rush, seeming to think of something, whispering with Frank Wells next to him.
Ron Perelman was really very tangled at the moment, and he suddenly found that he had to accept the first solution that Kasenberger proposed more than a week ago. The only difference may be that Eric's attitude towards this matter is very mild and there is no such thing as Kasenberg's aggressiveness.
But what is this, if you can earn a lot of dollars, Ron Perelman himself will not mind the smile of the most disgusted person in his heart.
Feeling what Eric and Frank Wells had talked about and looking at myself again, Ron Perelman knew that he had no other choice but to say: "Eric, only $72 million, If Marvel's share price rises next, I won't pay another penny."
Eric nodded and didn't care about these small details. He believed that Ron Perelman would not be stupid enough to continue to toss anything and said: "No problem."
Ron Perelman thought about it and immediately added: "And, I hope that the fireflies can change their personal responsibility for this."
"This is what I meant with Frank." Eric smiled and pointed to Frank Wells next to him: "Then Frank will be fully responsible for this, then, the two of you can talk about it first. I still have work to do, and I am missing."
After bidding farewell to Frank Wells and Ron Perelman, Eric, who took Kelly to the Vimy Studio, noticed that the female assistant looked at her eyes frequently and smiled: "What do you want to say directly? Already?"
"No, just feel that the way you handle this is exactly like a middle-aged man of 40 or 50 years old, not right..." Kelly shook her head and said, "You seem to have been like this all the time, it’s too strange. I rarely see your young and energetic side."
Eric looked around and was close to the female assistant. He whispered: "No, how about adding a night shift tonight, let you see my ‘Young and Prosperous’ side.”
Kelly blushes and pushes Eric away. "I promised Nina to have dinner together. You want to provoke the small models in the studio. They will definitely be willing to be twelve points."
Eric shook his head and said: "I don't usually have anything to do with my heroine." Seeing Kelly's contemptuous eyes, Eric explained slyly: "At least during filming. ,This is real."
"I don't think you are quite professional," Kelly said with a smile.
"This has nothing to do with the profession," Eric shook his head. "You know, I am still a very considerate person in general. If the heroine sleeps next to me last night, if she performs on the studio the next day. If it’s not good, it’s hard for me to come out without any scruples. The feeling of wanting to attack can’t be really uncomfortable.”
Kelly glared at Eric with a sigh of relief. "Well, I take back what I just said, you are a violent little bastard."
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*(To be continued.)