Chapter 1105? There Is No Problem that Cannot Be Solved by Bowing

"Man as the Son of Man hates you, rejects you, insults you, and casts away your name..."

As usual, the black female bail judge half-reads the incision again, then stares over.

Song Ya, who was in the wheelchair, nodded his head and smiled at her with difficulty. His eyes and expression were respectful, confident and calm, but after he opened his mouth, there was only a slight "ho ho..." sound in his throat, as if He wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

After working hard for about ten seconds, his expression turned lonely, his head was tilted to one side in exhaustion, he took a deep breath, and his chest kept rising and falling.

Sloane took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth.

"well!"

The judge sighed, and turned to the lawyers of PGE Law Firm, "Is there any valid reason for rushing to go abroad?"

"We're going to Tokyo to visit an authority on rehabilitation medicine."

The PGE lawyer submitted the documents, "This is a certificate issued by the University of Chicago Medical Center. This is the doctor's information and appointment documents...Mr. APLUS may stop by to meet his business partner."

"Temporary short-term permission to go abroad, report all trips in advance, and will be accompanied by a bail supervisor."

The judge tapped the hammer sharply after reviewing the documents.

"Hey..." Song Ya laughed triumphantly after the car door closed.

"Really see Kim Wexler?" Sloan asked.

Maybe Goodman really wanted to keep his younger brother Jimmy in charge of negotiations at the beginning, but he didn't expect Jimmy to be 'scared' by Cochrane so he didn't know where to go, so Goodman and Hamlin had to send the law firm employees... Now It's an ex-employee, Jimmy's girlfriend Kim Wexler sent over.

Jimmy has a lot of crooked ideas like the 3DFX trio, but he is more timid than them. There is another one who is even more timid. The whole family fled to Australia.

"No, I won't see anyone before I get the 3DFX done, so help me cancel all the appointments." Song Ya replied.

"Aren't your lovers gone too? Halle Berry, Amy Adams... and girls I don't know... There are a lot of people here."

Sloan asked again: "And don't answer the phone? Kind of callous."

"Why do you speak a bit like my ex-wife now?" Song Ya expressed doubts.

"Yeah?"

Sloan was stunned for a moment, and then quickly returned to being as cold as ice, "And none of your senior managers are missing?"

"Not at all."

The motorcade returned to Highland Park, "Hey, long time no see..." Song Ya greeted another black man in a wheelchair affectionately.

The bodyguard who was amputated in a car accident in Beverly Hills had just been discharged from the hospital not long ago. Song Ya asked Old Mike to hire him back as the little security chief here. Most of the time he only stayed in the monitoring room, sitting in front of the closed-circuit TV and using the walkie-talkie to command his men work.

Xue Linfen's relatives were all dismissed by her in private, and the security work was not difficult. Old Mike must be there when she was there, and it would be Old Mike who made up his mind.

"Thank you, Mr. APLUS."

Although "sold" two legs, the other party who can still get a high salary for the rest of his life and the whole family has no worries about food and clothing is very grateful. He reached from the wheelchair and hugged Song Ya as a thank you.

"you deserved."

Two days later, PGE's lawyers completed the formalities, and Song Ya rushed to Chicago O'Hare International Airport non-stop. 3DFX executives, Dr. Chen, lawyers, medical staff, bodyguards, and bail supervisors, Gulfstream 4 could not carry out the Pacific route. Both will take a commercial flight from here to Tokyo.

"Remember to act as soon as you receive my signal." He made the final confirmation with O'Grady who came to see him off.

"Don't worry, APLUS."

When the old Mike pushed him to appear at the back of the queue, passers-by waiting for the plane paid attention, but because it was a first-class terminal, they generally restrained themselves.

"Mr. APLUS, you can come here."

Airline staff guided Old Mike to the barrier-free passage for the disabled.

Song Ya snorted twice through her nostrils, and since there was no need to wait here, she didn't say anything.

"Hey! APLUS! Bon voyage! America is not worth your nostalgia!"

A middle-class black man waiting for the plane may have misunderstood that he was about to run away, and suddenly shouted emotionally at his back.

Song Ya turned her head and smiled at the other party. It is estimated that the media after hearing the news would think so and say so.

"You won't die over the Pacific Ocean, will you?" Old Mike and the stewardess made complaints after getting him to the seat, "This is a twelve-hour flight."

"Hopefully not, I'll be there in one sleep, I'm pretty good at sleeping now."

After waking up, his body became stronger and stronger day by day. The feeling was obvious. After the University of Chicago Medical Center continued to take over, he designed a series of rehabilitation programs and a series of complete plans for him, including diet. Can't execute perfectly.

"Your life is still long, and it's not worth fighting with your health at a young age." Old Mike said earnestly.

"I'm going to win, Mike."

Drowsy, Song Ya woke up from a dream, and stayed up all the way until the plane landed at New Tokyo International Airport.

"Mr. APLUS."

Sega is also ready for the reception work. Former IBM employee and 3DFX cooperating skunk team director Ryutaro Yamamoto is in charge of picking up the plane. "Mr. President Izuko Shoichiro has hosted a banquet." He is very polite.

The trio suspected that Sega hadn't really considered using the Skunk Squad's technical solution at all. They just wanted to use the technology stolen during the cooperation with 3DFX to make up for the technology gap in the 3D display chip field of the other Broadsword Squad.

This conspiracy theory is not without reason, because the leader of the Broadsword Squad is Hideki Sato.

In the early 1980s, there were many miscellaneous brand PCs in the name of computers or computer learning machines in the notebook market. Hideki Sato keenly found that consumers spent most of their time playing games after buying these PCs home, so he encouraged Sega to specialize in In response to this need, what was then called a dedicated gaming PC was developed: the SC3000.

Later, halfway through the development of SC3000, Hideki Sato got the plan of Nintendo’s cheaper similar product FC red and white machine, so he decisively launched SC1000, a simplified version of SC3000, which was launched on the same day as FC. SC1000 was only 200 yen more expensive, but unfortunately there was no competition. Over Nintendo.

Therefore, Hideki Sato's internal status and resources in Sega are far from comparable to that of Ryutaro Yamamoto with a background in the United States. From the very beginning, it was impossible for the two teams, the Skunk and the Broadsword, to truly compete on the same starting line.

"Sorry! Mr. APLUS!"

A group of people were taken to a kaiseki restaurant full of antiquity. The strange stones, flowing water, flowers, plants and trees are well-arranged, and there are lanterns with beautiful emblem paper. The notebooks in suits kneeling in shoes saw him sitting in the wheelchair, and they all got up in unison in an instant and apologized repeatedly.

The president, Shinko Shoichiro, scolded Mama-san for a few words, and then they all put on their shoes and moved to another room with western-style furnishings in this house.

The only person in a white shirt who seemed impolite to sit down in the corner and drink by himself was Hideki Sato.

Sega President Izuko Shoichiro is a 50-year-old book with a friendly smile, but I heard that he has a domineering personality. He used to be the vice president of Honda. He left because of a disagreement with his boss. He was recruited by Sega in 1993.

Of course he is very polite now, but in fact he probably doesn't like 3DFX very much. Song Ya can understand this. The trio of liars is really hard to like.

"The matter of the prospectus..."

After a series of compliments on becoming a billionaire at a young age, tedious politeness and body-caring chats, Song Ya had the opportunity to cut to the chase.

3DFX's lawyer warned that he could not apologize to the other party on any occasion, otherwise it would become strong evidence for the other party in court.

"Your side is unforgivable in this matter!"

Shoichiro's tone changed.

The temperature in the box suddenly cooled down, and Ryutaro Yamamoto, who acted as a temporary translator, relayed the story.

"But you are stealing our technology." 3DFX president Ballard sneered, "and you were caught by us."

Ryutaro Yamamoto wiped his sweat and continued to translate.

Izuko Shoichiro didn't respond, and smiled gentlemanly as he refilled the sake for Ms. Sloan. One of his young subordinates, whether it was a secretary or a Sega executive, fought back: "We will never accept slander!"

"Okay then, see you in court." Ballard continued to speak harshly.

"Your judicial process is unfair to us!"

"There is no such thing. 3DFX cannot affect the judicial independence of the United States."

"Then put the lawsuit here and try it out, bastard!"

The young subordinate suddenly put down his wine glass heavily, stood up and yelled at Ballard, probably already suffocated, and used his tongue flicking technique for the last word.

"The market value of your 3DFX is almost less than nine figures haha!" The other notebooks chimed in and laughed.

Indeed, as Ballard said, the book is very vicious in a strong position.

Ballard and the others looked at each other and smiled, whoever gets angry first shows that he is weak. The American people have a great psychological advantage in front of the book. From 120 million to 140 million, there is no risk of falling to nine figures for the time being.

Ryutaro Sanmoto didn't translate the last word, and he didn't translate when Izuko Shoichiro instructed his subordinates to return to their seats.

"Uh, can we have a private chat?"

Song Ya stopped Ballard from continuing to be eccentric.

"Okay." Shinko Shoichiro nodded, and the people on his side also left the box after Ballard and the others.

Now there are only four of him, Song Ya, Sloan, and Ryutaro Yamamoto who is in charge of the translation.

Song Ya first licked her lips at the table full of food that was as delicate as a work of art, and just watched the other people feasting and said miserably, "Uh, I would like to apologize to you in private, Mr. Izumi Shoichiro, 3DFX really shouldn't be listed in the prospectus The details of the cooperation with you are revealed in the

"Let's not talk about this." Nieko Shoichiro waved his hand.

"I want to hear your truth, is there still a chance for 3DFX?" Song Ya asked.

"We have already issued a public statement, Mr. APLUS. The hospitality is only out of my personal respect for you. It is not easy for you with African and Chinese descent to achieve such achievements in the United States?" asked Shoichiro Izumi.

"Of course..." Song Ya tilted her head and gestured towards the wheelchair, implying that I am already like this, do I still need to ask?

"Hahaha!" Naruto Shoichiro laughed.

"3DFX needs your order. I'm not saying that we want to force you to change your decision. We just hope to continue to compete with NEC, and finally use a fairer GPU performance to determine the final winner. If we lose in the end... then we recognize."

Song Ya made a price, "Both you and I can withdraw the lawsuit at the same time. Just now your subordinates also said that you are at a disadvantage in the lawsuit in the United States. This means that we have given up tens of millions of claims."

Introduced Shoichiro shook his head.

"Sega has received some pressure from your government's industrial policy?" Sloan interjected.

At this point, Shoichiro acquiesced.

"But the logic doesn't make sense, right? We found out that NEC actually used American technology in its entirety, and they are cooperating with the American display chip company VideoLogic."

Sloan added: "So using 3DFX or using VideoLogic's products has no fundamental difference to your country's semiconductor industry."

Introduced Shoichiro Chengfu raised his lower eyelids deeply. This is the secret of NEC and Sega. 3DFX didn't even know the existence of the Broadsword Squad before, let alone know which company NEC is cooperating with. Song Ya also asked the deputy commander Gore's contacts in the past two days to find out.

"We can hand over the Voodoo2 custom version chip to NEC for production, which is consistent with VideoLogic's bid."

Song Ya added, "Even if the cooperation is happy, it can be negotiated to hand over all the new chips of 3DFX to NEC as an OEM."

Niejiao Shoichiro was a little tempted, "Your government will not allow...they are supporting Wanwan and Silla."

"I'm responsible for dealing with the American politicians. The donkey party owes me now." Song Ya gestured to the wheelchair for the second time.

Shoichiro made a joke.

"Jiaojia-san." Although it seemed a bit weird to call it that way, Song Ya's expression still became serious, leaning his elbows on the armrest of the wheelchair, leaning his upper body forward tremblingly, and said in a deep voice in Japanese English with emotion: " Please help me! I don't want to lose!"

"I don't want to lose to Sony! Please help me..."

Anyway, there are no outsiders, he showed his acting skills in reality, and begged with red eyes: "I have six bullet holes in my body, neck, back, leg, fart... the bullet in the buttock took nine hours of surgery before it was removed. The gun in the neck almost broke the main artery, and I was in a coma for five months! Please help me!"

Izuko Shoichiro should know the grievances and fierce battles between himself and Sony. In addition, the former president of Sony Columbia Records committed suicide, and the smile on his face was infected and gradually disappeared. Ryutaro Yamamoto, who was acting as a translator, was even more moved.

"Microsoft has expressed its attitude towards you before, right? And EA, they and our alliance hope that Sega's next-generation game console will surpass Sony's PS2 in performance, and currently only the industry's No. 1 Voodoo graphics card can help you do so to this point."

Sloan chimed in, "In fact, everyone knows that VideoLogic's technical strength can't catch up with 3DFX's taillights. That's why you quietly disclosed the technical information of the Skunk Team to Da Dao, didn't you?"

"we do not have……"

"It doesn't matter now. If you are willing to give me another chance, I will repay you tomorrow. This will be of great benefit to your status in your country's business community!"

The next day, Song Ya was pushed to Sega's press conference as he wished. His wheelchair was at the end of one side of the long table. Behind the long table were several white men lined up, including Sloan and his own bodyguards and nurses. , No way, most other people in 3DFX refused to attend this ceremony, but everyone put on a suit and it looked like that, as long as they were white.

The president, Ballard, was on the other side, with an embarrassed expression on his face. He was forced to come here by himself, the chairman.

"Arnold..." Since the press conference was called temporarily, the local reporters in this book were rather at a loss, and the hostess began to briefly introduce Song Ya's side.

"Mr. Ballard, President of 3DFX, Mr. APLUS, Chairman..."

Song Ya bowed slightly when she heard her introduction, and soon the hostess squatted down and pointed the microphone at him.

Wearing sunglasses, he propped his elbows on the armrests of the wheelchair again, trying to force a smile.

The flash lights came on one after another.

"Give it to me." Sloan asked the hostess for the microphone, "After talking with Kizuko Shoichiro, we agreed that the cooperation plan between the two parties will continue. Before that, we at 3DFX would like to I would like to express my sincere apologies to Sega for the previous mistakes and offenses..."

Before Sloan finished speaking, Song Ya mustered all his strength and shouted: "Amnesia Masai! Guomai!" Then lowered his upper body and cried.

He purposely wore an old dress today, which made his body look extremely thin and pitiful. In order to maintain this posture, his body was trembling slightly. This was really not an act.

The journalists in the book were excited for a moment, and they pressed the shutter for free as if they were on a stimulant. The press conference was brightly illuminated by the flash.

That's right, this is what I like the most, there is nothing that can't be solved by bowing!

Song Ya tilted his head, and saw that the white people on his side had already bowed according to his own requirements, but most of them were at forty-five and thirty degrees. He met Sloan's eyes, and Sloan reluctantly bent his body At nearly ninety degrees, others had no choice but to follow suit.

Ballard stood upright still, but lowered his head slightly, with an unhappy expression, as if he was thinking about something.

Song Ya's eyes sharpened, but he didn't notice.

"It's now! Start! Buy 3DFX stocks for me, move for me! MOVE! MOVE!"

Northern Trust, O'Grady put down the phone, rolled up his sleeves and shouted at the traders, "Buy! Buy! Don't care! Keep buying! Let's go long! Increase leverage! Continue to increase! Until the shorts are eliminated!"

"I heard that the opponent is Carl Icahn?"

"Is this okay, Boss?"

"I haven't heard any good news about 3DFX?"

Traders questioned while nervously operating.

"Don't ask! Go on! GoGoGo!" O'Grady pumped his upper arms in circles.

The stock price of 3DFX was pulled up rapidly at first, and then began to fluctuate at a certain point, and the atmosphere in the room filled with the aroma of strong coffee and sweat became more and more hot.

Fifteen minutes later, an alert popped up on the Bloomberg machine, "3DFX and Sega reached a settlement in Tokyo, and the two parties agreed to continue the previous strategic partnership."

The K line in the monitor seemed to snap, and went straight up like a broken kite.

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