Hollywood Hunter

79th Street on the Upper East Side, in a red brick-style apartment next to Third Avenue.

The scale of the party is not big, basically it is the best friends of the Rebold family, there are more than 20 men and women, large and small.

After a greeting, and sitting down in the living room next to the living room, James Rebald talked about one thing that Simon was very concerned about recently: "I have collected a copy of New World Entertainment information, Simon, if Yes, you can take it back when you leave. Before the stock market crash, the company's business conditions were still good. Although the film department was not good, the TV and comics departments were profitable. NBC ranked third in ratings this fall. "Ultimate Police Net" is produced by New World Entertainment."

New World Entertainment was reorganized from New World Pictures last year.

James Rebald mentioned this company mainly because New World Entertainment is now the parent company of Marvel, which bought Marvel Entertainment from a company that suffered bankruptcy in November last year.

Simon took his attention away from a middle-aged person who worked on ABC TV among the guests, and asked, "What about now?"

James Leibald said: "After the stock market crash, New World Entertainment's current stock price plummeted 51% from the highest point, leaving less than 190 million U.S. dollars. However, the company's liabilities exceeded 220 million. US dollars, the main creditor is General Electric."

Simon heard that without having to explain more about Rebold, he would understand the next situation of New World Entertainment.

Film and television production companies are very dependent on external funds, and New World Entertainment’s operating conditions before the stock market crash may be pretty good. But now that the stock price has plummeted to the point of insolvency, financial institutions will certainly not provide any more funds for this company.

Funds are scarce, projects are difficult to start, and profits are naturally out of the question. What follows is a vicious circle toward bankruptcy.

However, Simon was a little curious: "How can New World Entertainment get in touch with General Electric?"

James Rebold explained: "GE acquired the NBC television network last year. Due to several bills enacted by the Federal Communications Commission (FCC) in the mid-1970s to restrict television networks from producing television programs themselves, General Electric fostered New World Entertainment. Your own TV program provider."

Simon did not expect that behind New World Entertainment was a big backer like General Electric. He was originally only interested in Marvel in the hands of New World Entertainment. However, combing through the materials mentioned by James Rebold in his mind, he soon had another idea.

New World Entertainment’s film business is tepid, but the TV and comics divisions are profitable, so this company almost exactly complements Daenerys Pictures. If you can buy the entire New World Entertainment, in addition to the Marvel he wants, Simon can also get involved in the field of TV production.

However, the risks of doing so are also obvious.

New World Entertainment’s current market capitalization is US$190 million, and a certain premium must be paid for a full acquisition. In addition, the debt of more than 220 million US dollars will definitely need to be borne by ourselves in the future.

Moreover, buying the company is simple, as long as you need to pay for it, but when it comes to operations, Simon himself has no experience, and he is not sure whether Amy is competent.

Thinking of this, Simon glanced at the living room again, and was about to withdraw his gaze to continue talking with James Rebold, only to find that the middle-aged man named Robert Iger whom he had been following was carrying two elevens. The two-year-old girl came over.

When he came to the two, Robert Iger took the initiative to introduce: "Simon, this is my daughter, Kate and Amanda, they are your fans."

As soon as Robert Iger's voice fell, Amanda, who was a little shorter, approached very familiarly and said, "Simon, you are really good at playing the guitar. Can you teach us? Well, just "Bumblebee Flying" will do. ."

Simon smiled and said: "There is no trick to this song, just practice more."

Amanda shook her head: "No, Kate and I have been studying for more than half a year, and I still don't play well without you."

Simon patiently said: "That's a pity, I don't have a guitar now, or you guys play it, I'll see where the problem is."

The two little girls suddenly showed disappointed expressions.

Because it was a family party and the conversation was interrupted, James Rebold didn't mind, and said: "Jenny has one, you can let her take it. I happened to watch the video on "Good Morning America" ​​that day. Here, seriously, I am also looking forward to hearing Simon play the guitar by himself again."

Upon hearing this, the two little girls turned and ran to find Jennifer.

Simon invited Robert Iger to sit down, looked at the former time-space relay Michael Eisner and then brought Disney into the top middle-aged man again, saying: "Speaking of which, Bob, I have always been curious about how you guys are. Found that cassette?"

Robert Iger looked at the young man on the other side of the sofa, was stunned, and said, "Don't you know?"

Simon was a little confused: "What do I know?"

Robert Iger looked at James Rebold again: "Jim, don't you know?"

James Rebald is even more puzzled: "Does this matter have anything to do with me?"

Robert Iger smiled suddenly and said: "If this is the case, then I don't want to talk too much."

Simon and James looked at each other and quickly realized Robert Iger's hint, and said in unison: "Jenny?!"

Robert Iger shrugged and smiled: "I didn't say anything."

Jennifer Leibald quickly brought the two little girls downstairs, Amanda still holding an acoustic guitar in her hand.

Everyone at the party today has basically heard of Simon playing the song "Bumble Bee Flying Dancing". Seeing that he wanted to point out the two little girls on the spot, they all leaned over with interest, or stood or sat around. Around the room.

Simon didn't take any pretensions at all, and let the two little girls play once, followed by a few words, and under the encouragement of everyone, he also played two pieces of music himself.

Just after taking the guitar downstairs, feeling the ridicule in the eyes of his father, Simon and Bob, Jennifer realized that she could not hide her own secret as her own. She hid in embarrassment, seeing everyone gathered in the living room, she stood in the doorway, crossing the crowd watching him talk and laugh with everyone.

After a while, a burgundy figure appeared next to her unknowingly, and found that it was Janet, so she nodded gently.

Janet was holding a glass of red wine and did not move forward. He watched quietly for a while, then turned to her, noticed that Jennifer was still wearing a ponytail tonight, and whispered: "He likes it very much."

Jennifer felt the direction of Janet's gaze, and was already a little guilty. At this time, her white face turned red immediately, her eyes dodged, trying to pretend to be something she hadn't heard.

Janet didn't even notice her embarrassment, and then said, "However, you have to be careful. Little **** are very damnable."

Jennifer was a little unclear, so she waited for Janet to take the initiative to speak, but there was no more.

After a while, I couldn't help but glanced at her. The voice was so low that I almost couldn't hear him: "What, what?"

Janet’s little hand was reaching out, grabbing her ponytail and stroking it gently, and then quickly letting it go. The corner of her mouth came to her ear with a smile, and said: "One night, he had to let me Tie up your hair, and then, you know, it’s like riding a horse, it’s horrible."

Like, riding a horse.

This one.

Ok.

You should pretend not to understand.

However, the strong sense of the picture floated in her mind, and her face was burning. After all he couldn't hold back, he took a step back with the door frame, turned around and slid upstairs, looking for an excuse.