Chapter 864 Another Butterfly Effect
The two chatted for a while, listening to Larry Ellison's eloquent description of the bright future after the acquisition of Apple, Eric suddenly thought of another thing and said, "Larry, it seems that there is a very Important question, you want Steve to take care of it after you buy Apple, but does he agree to it?"
Larry Ellison was stunned for a moment and wondered: "Of course Steve would agree, why would he disagree?"
Eric shrugged: "As Steve's friend, you must know his character better than I do, and I happen to know about his house in Woodside, I think, maybe Steve would like to see The apples vanished like the house."
Eric stumbled across the anecdote about Jobs' house in Woodside, San Francisco, which reflects the paranoid and indifferent side of Jobs' character.
After becoming a billionaire by creating Apple, Jobs bought a mansion in Woodside. He was dissatisfied with the style of the villa in the mansion and wanted to tear it down and rebuild it. The villa was identified by the City of Woodside as having high historical value, and Jobs' application for demolition and reconstruction was not approved. So, Jobs took a very extreme approach. He opened all the doors and windows of the house and let it be exposed to the sun and rain all year round without any maintenance. A few years later, the dilapidated villa was identified as old In disrepair, Jobs got his wish.
Larry Ellison obviously knew about this, he immediately shook his head and said: "Eric, this is completely different, I know Steve, no one cares more about Apple than him, as long as I buy this company, He'll be back for sure."
"Okay," Eric said. "If you can get a solid answer from Jobs, maybe I can consider a sum of money."
If Firefly Electronics has no strong enough competitors at all, it is almost inevitable to have a slack mood. Or, just think of raising a dog and biting a rabbit. Under the circumstance that Firefly Electronics has the upper hand, Eric is also looking forward to Jobs. You can continue to toss out some things that will change the world.
Although he got Eric's promise, Larry Ellison still couldn't wait and asked, "Eric, how much can you pay?"
In fact, the funds invested by Firefly Group and Firefly have already been planned for use. Eric remembered the 300 million US dollars invested in the Southeast Asian foreign exchange market and said: "There is such a sum of money, I plan to buy a Boeing 777 in the near future. There will be some leftovers.”
Larry Ellison was obviously very familiar with private jets and quickly said: "Eric, you seem to have made a mistake, if you place an order now, you only need to pay a deposit and wait two or three years later. Full payment is required when the plane is delivered, so you should have at least $300 million by now, right?"
Eric forgot this point. Unlike luxury cars, private jets can be picked up at any time, while large Boeing jets take several years from order to delivery.
"In this case," Eric clarified this and continued: "Perhaps, there should be 600 million US dollars by then."
"Wow!"
Larry Ellison sighed and looked at Eric up and down with the eyes of local tyrants that he had not used for many years.
Although he is worth tens of billions of dollars, in fact, most of the time the funds at his disposal are only tens of millions of dollars. Larry Ellison originally thought that this year's Forbes Rich List had overestimated Eric's net worth, but at this time, he couldn't help dispelling his original doubts. Perhaps, there is only one guy in this world, Eric, who can take out $600 million in cash casually.
Eric quickly poured another glass of cold water on Larry Ellison and said, "But, Larry, I'm definitely not going to put all this money into Apple."
Larry Ellison nodded immediately. His original idea was to use Eric's excellent investment vision in the IT field as a gimmick. As long as he could get a symbolic amount of money from him, he would use Eric's excellent investment vision as a gimmick. It will be much smoother to raise funds from other investment firms under the banner of . Pulling $600 million at one time, Larry Ellison would not expect such a good thing at all.
"Then, Eric, as long as you are willing to put up $300 million, I promise to raise all the funds within three months." Larry Ellison had hoped for $50 million, and less, Eric influence will not be exerted. But at this time, the amount was naturally increased. The greater the proportion of Eric's investment, the higher the possibility that other investment companies would follow up.
Now that he has decided to participate in this matter, Eric is naturally unwilling to be only an irrelevant minority shareholder. Apple's current market value is $2 billion. If it initiates a wholly-owned acquisition, it will definitely pay a certain premium, but $300 million can guarantee Eric's shareholding ratio of more than 10%.
"Okay, just $300 million," nodded, and Eric added: "Also, don't forget the premise I just said, if Jobs doesn't want to return, it's okay."
"Of course," Larry Ellison raised his glass to Eric with a grin, "Then, wish us all the best in advance."
Eric also smiled and touched the glass with Larry Ellison, watching the other party raised his head and drank it, but took a small sip in coordination.
Putting down the empty glass, Larry Ellison stopped talking about Apple and said, "Eric, do you want to go to the casino to play a few games?"
Eric pointed to the two girls on the dance floor and said, "Forget it this time."
Larry Ellison glanced at the two girls and said, "It's okay, bring them along, I guess no one will keep you, the richest man in the world, out of the door."
Noticing Eric's gesture, Miranda and Christina thought that Eric called them again, and immediately gave up dancing and came over. Larry Ellison's female companion just now appeared next to him.
Eric put his arms around Christina's waist and half-jokingly said, "Actually, Larry, I am a person who is very afraid of losing, so I will try to avoid places like casinos as much as possible."
"Haha, well, in that case, Anuk and I will go to play first," Larry Ellison made another phone gesture, embraced his girlfriend, and said, "If you have anything, call anytime. give me."
The two sides have long been in contact with each other, Eric smiled and nodded. Watching Larry Ellison leave, Eric looked back and saw Miranda sitting on the high stool next to the bar, gesturing skillfully to the bartender for a cocktail, but the other party just glanced at her and glanced at her. Eric, without saying anything, quietly and quickly prepared a glass of wine and sent it over.
Seeing Eric staring at her, Miranda picked up the cup and took a small sip, smacking her mouth, then pushed the cup over and said with a smile, "Eric, actually, I'm here to help you. It's on."
Eric ignored Miranda's defense, the girl's face was flushed red, obviously she had more than one drink. Looking up at his watch, it was already ten o'clock when the magic show ended, and after chatting with Larry Ellison for so long, it was nearly eleven o'clock.
"It's almost eleven o'clock, are you tired, why don't you go back to rest?"
Christina didn't care, but Miranda said: "Eric, I want to go to the casino." The girl apparently heard the conversation between Eric and Larry Ellison just now, and added: "We just Look, don't gamble, okay?"
Eric shook his head directly, with a firm attitude: "It's not good at all."
Miranda pouted, and soon her eyes lit up again, and she leaned in thiefly and shook Eric's arm: "Eric, shall we go to the late night show, I just heard them talking about it. "
"What late-night show?" Eric asked subconsciously, but he quickly understood and tapped Miranda's head with a smile: "Is that something you can watch?"
Miranda shook her head quickly: "No, it's not, I heard them say, it's a stage performance, it seems to be called, called..."
Miranda tilted her head and forgot her words for a while. Christina on the other side replied, "Helen's-Face", which is the story of Helen in the Battle of Troy."
Eric had never heard of such a stage play. He thought that it might be exclusive to Caesars Palace. After all, this hotel is characterized by ancient Greco-Roman style. Seeing that the two girls looked curious and looking forward to it, Eric no longer refused, and made a call to the private butler of his suite.
In less than five minutes, the private butler of the apartment appeared in person, took the three of Eric away from the party, and rushed to another more luxuriously decorated small theater in Caesars Palace.
The performance started at exactly eleven o'clock. A box was arranged for the three of Eric, snacks and drinks were served, and the forty-year-old private butler left quietly.
However, Eric just sat down on the sofa in the box, just glanced at the stage with blinding lights, and suddenly realized that this is obviously a 'that kind of' performance, and it is definitely better than ordinary stripping. The dance club is much bigger.
The lights in the theater quickly dimmed.
After the simple announcement, the music sounded, and when a group of gorgeous girls wearing only saffron bottoms appeared on the stage, Miranda and Christina, who were looking forward to the "stage play", both exclaimed in small exclamations.
Looking at the scene of being drunk on the stage, Eric also suddenly remembered a movie in his memory, the Dutch director Paul Verhoeven's "The Girl Who Was Rated NC-17", but, in that movie The flamboyant stage performances of the show are obviously still incomparable to the more extravagant performances at Caesars Palace.
It seems that "The Beautiful Girl in the Original Time and Space" was filmed in 1995, but now it is 1997, and Eric has never heard the news of this film again. It seems that it is another side effect of the butterfly effect, but The film that almost directly led to the bankruptcy of Carlock Pictures really has no need to exist.
Smiling and covering Miranda's eyes, Eric said, "Okay, are you satisfied now?"
The exclamations of the two girls just now were probably just out of female instinctive shyness. After all, if they didn't react to this occasion, it would definitely not be 'dignified' enough.
Pushing Eric's hand away, Miranda looked at the performance on the stage curiously. This was a palace scene. The story was indeed based on the story of the Battle of Troy in Greek mythology, but the performance on the stage was exposed. It is obvious that no one can concentrate on the plot.
After watching quietly for a while, Miranda finally put a sticker on Eric's side, still looking at the stage, sighing: "Why, how can there be so many girls willing to perform this kind of thing, too, too..."
It was too much, but Miranda still hadn't come up with any suitable adjectives.
Eric pinched the girl's face and said, "Do you think everyone is like you and lives like a princess?"
"Hehe, I'm not a princess." Miranda quickly laughed again, tired of Eric, and said, "Eric, can I be your Helen?"
Eric nodded with a smile: "Of course, but there is more than one Helen beside me."
"Really, it's so annoying," Miranda pouted again and said, "Aren't you good at coaxing girls?"
"I'm better at coaxing with practical actions."
"Oh," Miranda dragged a small voice, reached out with a smile, grabbed somewhere on Eric's body, and immediately laughed again: "Haha, I've confirmed one thing now."
Eric pushed Miranda's hand away and smiled, "Don't make trouble."
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...Pushing Eric's hand away, Miranda looked at the performance on the stage curiously. This was a palace scene. The story was indeed based on the story of the Battle of Troy in Greek mythology, but the clothes on the stage were revealing. The performers obviously couldn't get anyone to focus on the plot.
After watching quietly for a while, Miranda finally put a sticker on Eric's side, still looking at the stage, sighing: "Why, how can there be so many girls willing to perform this kind of thing, too, too..."
It was too much, but Miranda still hadn't come up with any suitable adjectives.
Eric squeezed the girl's face and said, "Do you think everyone is like you and lives like a princess?"
"Hehe, I'm not a princess." Miranda quickly laughed again, tired of Eric, and said, "Eric, can I be your Helen?"
Eric nodded with a smile: "Of course, but there is more than one Helen beside me."
"Really, it's so annoying," Miranda pouted again and said, "Aren't you good at coaxing girls?"
"I'm better at coaxing with practical actions."
"Oh," Miranda dragged a small voice, reached out with a smile, grabbed somewhere on Eric's body, and immediately laughed again: "Haha, I've confirmed one thing now."
Eric pushed Miranda's hand away and said with a smile, "Don't make trouble." To be continued.
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