Chapter 1001 Is Really Rare

Mayer is a person who doesn't like rainy days very much, so when she felt the faint earthy smell that only came when it rained, she quickly opened her eyes from her sleep.

The floor-to-ceiling windows leading to the terrace had the curtains drawn, but the gloomy sky outside the window was still felt, apparently it was raining.

After a moment of confusion, Mayer suddenly sat up from the big bed, picked up the watch on the bedside table and glanced at it, it was already seven forty-five. Although Eric said that there was nothing particularly important today, she still knew that she had overslept.

Walking into the bathroom barefooted, Mayer squeezed toothpaste, stood by the vanity, took some water from a cup and just rinsed her mouth, noting that in the vanity mirror in front of her, her cheeks were flushed with blond hair that had just woken up. Lady, she couldn't help but be stunned.

After having dinner at Minjiang Restaurant last night, and returning to the villa with Eric, Mayer thought something would happen, knowing that Eric obviously liked the way she looked in that fiery red dress, but The result was that nothing happened.

I can't tell if I'm happy or disappointed.

Mayer is a very strong person, and she still hopes to get the professional future she wants entirely by her own abilities. However, her flirtatious boss didn't even think about her, which inevitably made Mayer feel a little frustrated. She didn't actually reject what happened with Eric in her heart. After all, this world How many women can resist a man like Eric who is enough to make all who look up to despair.

The little entanglement in her heart made her toss and turn in bed for a long time last night, otherwise she would not have overslept now.

After washing up, she changed into a daily black professional suit. After thinking about it, she added a necklace with a silver diamond pendant before leaving the room.

Eric had already got up and was sitting downstairs in the living room on the phone. When he saw Mayer appear, he just nodded slightly and chatted a few times with the other side before hanging up and saying to her, "You just got up, Let's go, Steve Case is waiting for me at the cafe on the north side of the street, and let's have breakfast by the way."

Before Mayer could react, he nodded and followed Eric out.

When he walked out of the villa, there was fine raindrops floating outside, Eric held up a black umbrella and said, "It's not raining much, we'll just use one."

Mayer raised his hand and wanted to take the umbrella over, and said, "Eric, let me come."

Eric shook his head and smiled: "No, this is London. I don't want to be accused of not being a gentleman."

Mayer had to hide under Eric's umbrella obediently, but still kept a small distance.

The two sides of Garden Street are densely shaded, and most of the raindrops are blocked from the outside, but there are large drops of water that occasionally drip from the gaps in the leaves. Leaning towards Eric, occasionally touching his arm. Eric's breath was very light, but Mayer felt his cheeks gradually heat up.

On the south of Kensington Garden Street is Kensington Avenue, and on the north is Bayswater Avenue. Steve Case said on the phone that he was in Diana's Cafe on the north street. The two walked out of the mansion, walked north along Garden Street, and left Garden Street in a few minutes.

Probably because of the rain on Saturday morning, the traffic on Bayswater Avenue was pitiful, and Eric took Mayer through the street, and it was easy to see a cafe with a red facade.

When Steve Case said the name of the cafe, Eric felt a little strange. He walked into the cafe and saw a lot of pictures of Princess Diana hanging on the walls, and Eric understood why it was called' Diana Cafe'.

Diana is still alive and well, doing charity all over the world, and I don't know what it has to do with this cafe.

There were only four guests in the cafe at this time, a middle-aged couple, an old man, and Steve Case.

Except for Steve Case who stood up to greet Eric, the other guests just looked up at Eric,

Then he ate his own food again, and the old man in his 50s or 60s smiled strangely at Eric before he looked back, which made Eric feel a little inexplicable.

Steve Case and Eric shook hands and greeted politely: "Good morning, Eric."

"Morning, Steve," Eric let go of the other's hand and said, "This is Mary."

Steve Case shook hands with Mayer again and said, "Hello, Miss Mayer, we're on the phone."

Mayer greeted Steve Case politely, and the three took their seats. There is no dedicated waiter in the cafe. The owner is a fat middle-aged man. Although he recognized Eric, he just greeted him very reservedly and asked Eric what he wanted to eat.

The three ordered breakfast, and when the owner left, the atmosphere fell into a faint stalemate.

During this period of time, although Eric stayed on the sidelines, the dark war within AOL had reached a fever pitch. One side is Firefly Investment, which holds a large number of shares of AOL, and the other is the management who has made great contributions to the rise of AOL. Although both sides are very tacit understanding to cover up the dispute as much as possible, the media with a keen sense of smell has begun to increase. report on this.

At this point, AOL has determined that it will hold an extraordinary general meeting at the end of the month, which will also be the final showdown moment.

After a moment of silence, Steve Case finally spoke first: "Eric, you must know that there cannot be only one media company on the Internet, and the development of AOL into the media industry will not affect our own network. The identity of the service provider. If it can acquire Time Warner, AOL will be able to add a layer of cable TV operators, which will be of great help to Firefly, MGM and even Fox's TV business. I don't understand why you insist against this?"

Eric took a cup of hot coffee from the shopkeeper, thanked him, and after the other party handed Mayer a cup of coffee on the inside to walk away, he stirred the coffee in front of him and said, "Steve, you may I think I did this to make Yahoo a dominant player, but in fact, I have never thought about making any of Firefly Investments' companies an Internet media company, neither Yahoo nor AOL. Pure online media companies have no future. The Internet is an extremely open platform. With the tenfold increase in Internet users, it is impossible for any online media company to provide services to billions of users. Enough diverse content, so I've always wanted Yahoo and AOL to be technology companies that provide services and platforms to users, not media companies."

Steve Case said: "Although you say so, there is no doubt that both Yahoo and AOL are enjoying the benefits of the concept of online media, aren't they? Wall Street is also now more accepting of the Internet. Media stocks, usually, Wall Street's judgment is not wrong."

"Wall Street is only chasing high stock prices brought about by the concept of Internet media. Once the bubble bursts, they will only avoid it." Eric shook his head and said, "So, if you follow the way of Wall Street, the results will be even worse. "

"It seems that we are absolutely unable to convince each other," Steve Case sighed, then turned to stare at Eric seriously, and said: "Eric, I want to know, if the shareholders meeting at the end of the month, once the firefly is If you fail, what are you going to do?"

"This is the real purpose of your coming to London, right?" Eric smiled and said, "Do you want to know if I will choose to lose both?"

The so-called stock, on the one hand, represents the 'stock' of capital, and on the other hand, it is also the 'vote' representing attitude. Investors show their attitudes by buying and selling. Therefore, the more investors who hold a company's equity share, the greater the influence on the company in the process of buying and selling. This is The fundamental power of shareholders.

As the largest shareholder, the AOL shares held by Firefly Investments are enough to decide the life and death of this company, so Steve Case will pay so much attention at this time.

"It's not good for all of us if Firefly invests in a desperate choice, is it?"

Eric shook his head and said, "This is not necessarily true. America Online has collapsed. I just happen to continue to support a company that can develop according to the Firefly investment idea."

Although Eric would never choose to lose both even if Firefly failed, it would be silly to be honest with Steve Keith at this time.

Sure enough, hearing Eric's words, Steve Case's expression suddenly became a little gloomy.

At this time, the owner happened to bring the breakfasts of the three people one after another.

Steve Case didn't intend to stay, and said to the owner, "Can you help me pack breakfast?"

"Of course," the fat shopkeeper nodded and returned to the back kitchen with Steve Case's breakfast.

Eric didn't stop Steve Case's actions, after thinking about it, he still said, "However, Steve, thank you for bringing AOL to where it is today."

Steve Case didn't like Eric's hostile tone, and retorted softly: "AOL is mine too, he's like my child."

Eric nodded and said again: "Yes, many fathers want their children to grow up according to their own ideas, whether their ideas are really correct or not."

The owner quickly packed Steve Case's breakfast and walked out of the cafe with a bag. The weather outside was still gloomy, and the rain seemed to be a little denser. Steve Case didn't bring an umbrella and walked quickly to It was parked on the side of the road beside a Lincoln sedan, the car sent by the hotel where he was staying. The driver graciously helped him open the car door, Steve Case got in the car, and when the car started, he took out his phone and dialed a number, and after connecting, he said, "It's me, Bob... yes, so , you should implement it as soon as possible according to the plan we negotiated."

In the cafe, after Steve Case left, Eric asked for another glass of milk, looked at Mayer who had been absent-minded beside him, and asked with concern, "Did you have a good rest last night?"

Mayer thought that Eric had penetrated his mind, and was startled, and quickly shook his head: "No, no, I have a good rest."

Eric smiled and said, "Oh, it seems that there is no rest. We can take a nap when we go back. We will go to Virgin Records in the afternoon."

Mayer said nothing, just nodded.

Eric was thinking about AOL and didn't pay much attention to Mayer's expression.

The two were eating breakfast slowly, and when they were about to end, the glass door of the cafe was pushed open, and a soft female voice sounded behind Eric.

"I often have breakfast here, Maggie, the food is really good, and the coffee is even better."

The female voice's tone was very special. Without looking back, Eric recognized the owner of the voice and suddenly understood why there were so many pictures of Princess Diana hanging here.

When the others approached, Eric turned slightly to the side, looked at Princess Diana, who was wearing a light blue women's suit and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to like to eat in a place full of pictures of yourself, this is really weird. hobby."

Western celebrities often send their photos to some well-connected shops as souvenirs. Eric's words are naturally just a joke.

However, the sudden appearance startled Princess Di, and the woman covered her mouth subconsciously. When she recognized Eric, her eyes widened and she stared at Eric with an angry expression without saying a word.

On the contrary, the woman in the black long-sleeved dress next to Princess Diana enthusiastically stepped up to the first two and greeted: "Hey, Eric, this is really a surprise."

Eric looked at Madonna, and was a little surprised. He got up quickly, hugged her, looked at her serious clothes, and wore an English lady's hat, and couldn't help joking: "Maggie, I didn't expect you to have a serious look. It's rare when you're properly dressed."

"You guys are so mean," Madonna didn't get angry either, she slapped Eric lightly with a smile, and said, "The princess is here, don't be too polite. However, why are you here too? "

Eric pointed to the opposite Kensington Garden Street and said with a smile, "Well, the princess and I should be considered neighbors."

Concubine Dai finally reacted at this time, and still said angrily: "I don't want to be a neighbor with a guy like you."

Eric spread his hands innocently: "Hey, there may be some misunderstanding."

"Haha," Madonna smiled, turning her attention to Mayer on the other side, and Eric quickly introduced it.

Looking at Concubine Diana who continued to attack him with eye waves, Eric didn't complain about himself and continued to stay. He had almost eaten breakfast, so he got up and planned to leave.

As soon as she walked to the door of the store, Madonna remembered something, but she chased after him and asked, "Eric, so you will definitely attend the party at Virgin Records tonight, right?"

Eric nodded and said, "Of course, I'm here mainly for this."

"That's good, then we'll see you tonight," Madonna said, gesturing behind her eyes again, "I'm curious about some things."

"Don't worry, I won't tell you anything."

"In this case, I'm not going to tell you about some things," Madonna also made a threatening look, and said, "I guess there will be trouble here."