Homelander Comics

"I'm going to take a shower first." Belmode untied his sling, and his clothes slipped off. He walked towards the bathroom barefoot and said, "I just killed someone, and there's some blood on my body. It smells a bit uncomfortable."

"Then let's wash together to save water. Clean water is so precious now!"

Bai Ye took advantage of the opportunity and squeezed into the bathroom.

"..."

After several fierce battles on the water, the two men fell on the carpet of the hotel and slept for half the night. It was not until the early morning that Vermouth got up.

As expected of someone whose body has undergone transformation, his recovery ability is much better than that of a weakling like Tangtang.

She lit up a ladies' cigarette, took a drag, pulled up her pants, and threw down $1:

"Please keep in touch in the future."

Then he turned around and left the hotel.

white night:"……"

"Damn, am I being prostituted?" Bai Ye held the $1 speechlessly and said, "And $1 isn't enough. Am I that cheap? You have to add at least another $1..."

……

When Bai Ye left the hotel, it was already early in the morning.

The hustle and bustle of the city gradually dissipated, replaced by tranquility.

A light mist filled the streets and alleys, making the whole city look even more hazy.

When Bai Ye returned home, Tangtang was still sleeping and didn't notice any sign that Bai Ye had left. Little Tangtang is really a little Tangtang.

Vermouth is ready for the second round, but she hasn’t even passed the first round of CD.

Bai Ye shook his head and chuckled, then hugged Tangtang and fell asleep.

As time went by, the sky gradually brightened. At this time, the city became different again. There were more and more pedestrians on the streets, and the traffic became busy.

"Tangtang, sugartang."

Bai Ye called her twice.

Tangtang was half asleep and half awake. She pout- ed her lips, then gently swayed her waist, making her waist-to-hip ratio even more amazing, and she also raised her fair and plump buttocks towards Bai Ye.

This made Bai Ye very confused.

"You should get up!"

Bai Ye slapped Tangtang directly on her butt.

"it hurts!"

Tangtang screamed and sat up, covering her butt.

"It's already daybreak, and you forgot that you still have a flight to catch!" Bai Ye pinched Tangtang's cheek unhappily and said, "You've slept all night, and you still want to stay in bed. You're such a lazy pig!"

"What? It's all your fault, how dare you blame me." Tangtang said indignantly, "I usually go to bed early and get up early, but every time I sleep with you, I have to make up for at least ten hours of sleep at once. Tell me, who should I blame for this?"

"Of course it's your fault that your physical fitness is not good enough. Who else can you blame?"

Bai Ye flicked Tangtang's forehead and said with a smile:

"Okay, get up. I'll go make you breakfast. Once you've washed up, you can eat."

"Well, thank you brother."

Tangtang finally calmed down, smiled and kissed Bai Ye on the face, then she skipped into the bathroom in her pajamas.

After breakfast, Tangtang changed her clothes.

She is wearing a white patterned T-shirt, paired with a yellow suspender skirt, and carrying a red chain bag with a cat pattern. She looks very fresh and girlish. The color combination is just right, showing the youthful and energetic aura of a beautiful girl.

Her big round eyes are so watery and bright that at first glance you can tell she is a fairy from heaven.

"Let's go!"

Tangtang took Bai Ye's arm and walked out the door happily.

When they arrived at the airport, Bai Ye stood in front of the private plane that he had booked specifically for her.

Her face fell.

If she really had to leave Bai Ye for a few months, she would be really worried. What if her position beside Bai Ye was replaced by another bitch?

"Be good, a woman should not only have a career line, but also a sense of career. Only by being financially independent can she have an independent personality. You go to Los Angeles first, and I will come to see you soon." Bai Ye smiled and said, "And we can always keep in touch by phone. When you are free, just give me a video call. It's okay."

"Ok!"

Tangtang nodded unhappily. Before leaving, she put her arms around Bai Ye's neck and gave him a fierce wet kiss until she was out of breath. Then she let go and said reluctantly:

"Brother, we have a deal. When you come to Los Angeles to discuss work, you must come to see me."

"Of course." Bai Ye touched Tangtang's head and said, "Be good, do your work first. We have a long way to go, and we will have plenty of time to spend together in the future!"

Tangtang had no choice but to drag her suitcase and wave to Bai Ye as she walked into the plane.

Bai Ye also waited until the plane took off and was no longer visible in the sky before he got in a car and left the airport:

"Huh! I finally got rid of this clingy little ancestor. With Tangtang around, I don't have much time to flirt with other little sisters."

"Boss, where are we going next?"

Bai Ye thought about it and decided to find Ikana to discuss the issue of Tangtang with her. Although he was relieved to send the little goblin Tangtang away, he still had to help her solve the problem of Tangtang's treatment. He couldn't let this little goblin suffer any grievances in Los Angeles.

Manhattan.

A division of Mercury Media.

"How did you come?"

Ikana was very busy and said:

"If you have something to say, please speak quickly. I have a very important acquisition case to discuss later, and I don't have time to fool around with you."

Bai Ye: "Acquisition case?"

"Yes." Ikana said, "I met with Arthur Carter, the owner of The New York Observer, to discuss the acquisition of this newspaper. Mercury Media is positioned as a media company, not a film company. So after spending 700 million to 800 million dollars to acquire several Hollywood film companies, half of the start-up capital was left. I think it should be used to acquire some newspapers with better value for money to increase its industry influence. The New York Observer is one of the good choices."

"For more than 20 years, The New York Observer has been owned by its owner Arthur Carter. Although the circulation of the newspaper is only 5 copies per issue, this has not affected its important position in the New York area. On the contrary, The New York Observer has long been a must-read publication for celebrities, literary circles and politicians. It is one of the most awarded newspapers in Manhattan and enjoys a high reputation and influence. It attracts many famous columnists and often interviews heavyweight celebrities. Its articles are widely reprinted. The most commendable one is the "Sex and the City" column opened by columnist Candace Bushnell. The popular TV series "Sex and the City" was adapted from this column."

"However, in recent years, The New York Observer has also faced considerable challenges. Due to its humorous and witty writing style and appropriate reporting content, the newspaper's content can easily be converted into online texts and gradually melted into the Internet. According to the latest assessment, the weekly loses about $200 million a year, which is the main reason why owner Arthur Carter chose to sell it."

Bai Ye blinked.

Bai Ye had heard of the newspaper "New York Observer" because of its connection with Ikana, but... shouldn't this newspaper have been sold in 06? Why is it still there now?

Uh……

Bai Ye thought about it and seemed to have discovered the truth. It was probably because he borrowed money everywhere that no one took over the newspaper and it had to survive until now.

No wonder people often say that a butterfly flapping its wings in the Amazon rainforest can cause a huge storm in Texas, USA a few weeks later.

Oh, Bai Ye felt embarrassed. He had absorbed other people's luck without realizing it.

"But this newspaper is suffering from heavy losses. Do you have the confidence to turn losses into profits when you take over?"

Bai Ye asked again.

"A newspaper with this level of credibility actually suffered huge losses. It must be the former boss who was too stupid." Ikana said bluntly: "When I learned that this newspaper has been losing money, I was so surprised that my jaw almost dropped. Arthur Carter can't make money even if he has a mountain of gold. And let's not talk about how I turned this newspaper around with my ability. With the scale that Mercury Media is about to reach, even if it relies on the industrial chain, it is enough to keep it alive."

She held up three fingers and said, "Three goals: First, use the influence of Mercury Media to expand the brand effect of this newspaper, such as implanting the brand in the Spider-Man movie; second, build and promote online distribution channels. It just so happens that you have a social software called Snap, which can reach in-depth cooperation with this newspaper; third, provide more explosive news information to attract more readers and advertisements."

"It seems that you already have enough ideas about how to run this newspaper after the acquisition. I feel relieved then."

Bai Ye smiled and nodded.

Due to the rise of Internet media, The New York Observer was severely impacted and suffered huge losses. However, Internet media captures the eyes of young people and the future, while The New York Observer captures the present. Because the people who truly control social resources are basically some conservative middle-aged and elderly elites, and these people are precisely the audience of The New York Observer. Therefore, even if the acquisition of The New York Observer will result in actual losses, it will be a great improvement in Mercury Media's corporate brand value. No matter how you look at this acquisition, Mercury Media will not lose money. It is a good deal.

"Okay, then you are busy, I won't bother you for now." Bai Ye said, "Let's have lunch together at noon."

"Wait." Ikana said, "Forget it. You should stay. Although I can't ask you to help me, you are a living sign. When I go to negotiate business with others, they don't know who I am and they are very rude in the negotiations. But you are different. You are the eldest son of the Osborne family and you have the aura of nobility. When I talk business and you are by my side, they dare not speak loudly when they quarrel with me."

white night:"……"

So I'm your negotiation mascot, right?

Okay, Bai Ye doesn't have anything to do for the time being anyway, so it's no big deal for him to be Ikana's mascot for a while. Ikana is working for him anyway.

Seeing that Ikana was still busy, Bai Ye had nothing to do, so he just played two games and checked Twitter on the sofa in her office.

Saw a tweet.

[I love my wife very much. We have been married for several years, but she still ran away with a rich man. Why? Is love really worthless in front of money? ]

Bai Ye thought about it and wrote a reply.

【Let me tell you a story - there was a golden key, inserted into an iron lock, but it couldn't be opened. Then an iron key came and opened it immediately. The iron key said to the golden key: "Do you know why you can't open it? Because I am the original wife, no matter how noble your family is, you can't get her heart!" The golden key said: "I was just poking it for fun, why do I need her heart?" Later, the iron lock left the iron key. It turned out that the gold powder left in the keyhole made the iron lock feel that the iron key was no longer worthy of him. 】

About twenty minutes later, Ikana's assistant came running over and said that Arthur Carter, the owner of The New York Observer, had arrived.

Ikana immediately put down the work at hand and went to greet them.

half an hour.

Ikana brought the other party to the negotiation meeting room and met Bai Ye.

"Mr. Arthur Carter, this is the owner of Mercury Media, Mr. Osborne Jr., you should know him."

Ikana introduced.

"Of course, of course. Mr. Osborne Jr. is very famous. How could I not know him?"

Arthur Carter walked forward enthusiastically to greet Bai Ye. He was a real estate developer, and the newspaper was just a product of his diversified operations and interest. He also used the newspaper to advertise his own real estate. His net worth was close to hundreds of millions of dollars, which was definitely a world of difference from the Osborne family.

He looked quite old, but he still looked very strong. His hair was already grey, but it was neatly combed, not a single mess. His face was weathered, but without too many wrinkles, instead exuding a sense of confidence and determination.

"Mr. Arthur Carter, nice to meet you."

Bai Ye also gave a smiling face out of courtesy.

"Like father, like son. As expected, Mr. Osborne is a capable man, and his son is no ordinary man either. He has earned this family fortune in a short period of time, which is much more than what I have earned in my entire life. He is amazing!" Arthur Carter said with a smile, "If I can hand over my life's hard work to Mr. Osborne Jr., I will die without regrets."

cut.

That sounds good, but why don’t you just give me the newspaper?

Then I will definitely take care of it for you.

Both parties sat down at the negotiating table.

In the center of the room, there is a long negotiation table with a dark tablecloth on which various documents and materials are neatly placed. On one side of the negotiation table, there is a large-screen monitor for participants to view important business documents and display data.

On the other side of the negotiation table sat senior managers and business representative team members from both companies, communicating and discussing face to face in an attempt to reach an agreement acceptable to both parties.

"Although I have no concerns about handing the company over to Mr. Osborne Jr., for the sake of so many employees in the company, I still have to ask you, President Ikana, for clarification." Arthur Carter's face also became serious, and he said, "I want to know, if Mercury Media takes over the New York Observer, how will it operate it? Will it try to change the current situation of huge losses by laying off a large number of employees?"

"Although I am only 26 years old and have no experience in publishing, I have two qualities that a publisher needs: excellent staff and curiosity about all kinds of new things." Ikana said calmly: "In my opinion, The New York Observer is an excellent brand. It has an elite reading group and the best editorial team. In today's era, most newspapers are either left-wing or right-wing, either conservative or liberal, and The New York Observer is just an 'observer'. This is a fact. Therefore, in the short term, the personality of The New York Observer will definitely not change significantly."

"Secondly, Mr. Arthur, the large-scale layoffs you mentioned are even more impossible. It's very simple: if the toys are broken, playing with them becomes a secondary matter. If I intervene in the editing and reporting, the newspaper will lose its original value. This is entirely decided by the editors and reporters. I think the editors and reporters are the greatest wealth of The New York Observer, the foundation and heritage, so I can't mess around with this matter. There must be a reasonable reason for layoffs."

Regarding the future reform of The New York Observer, Ikana also briefly expressed his own views. They were not very sophisticated, but they were reasonable.

"It seems that although President Ikana is young, he has a unique and profound view of the newspaper industry." Arthur Carter sighed, "It took me 20 years and countless efforts to develop The New York Observer to its current size. Now, I can no longer afford it, but I still want to find a truly suitable owner for it. Now it seems that I have finally found one."

Ikana was speechless. This old man kept talking about his hard work and it took him more than 20 years. To put it bluntly, it was just a means of raising the price. He made it seem like I was entrusting this newspaper to you out of deep affection. It was so hypocritical.

Well, actually, doing business in the business world is so hypocritical. Honest people who can’t think flexibly will just be taken advantage of.

Ikana said, "Then Mr. Arthur, what price do you plan to sell this hard work that you have spent 20 years to cultivate?"

"$1000 million!"

Speaking of price, Arthur Carter's eyes flashed with a light, and he stated his ideal price without hesitation. He looked at Ikana with sharp eyes.

"Mr. Arthur, you are asking for too much." Ikana said dissatisfiedly, "I remember that two years ago you tried to sell The New York Observer, but you insisted on the price of $1000 million and refused to give up. So after several buyers approached you, they all gave up the acquisition. Now two years have passed, and The New York Observer has lost more than $200 million again. The advantages of Internet media have expanded again, and the impact on print media has become greater and greater. Are you still insisting on the price of $1000 million?"

"Ahem." Arthur Carter cleared his throat and said, "It's business. I'm offering a price that doesn't mean you can bargain. President Ikana, what price are you going to pay for The New York Observer?"

Speaking of which, Arthur Carter felt a little regretful. In 06, a buyer negotiated the price to 900 million US dollars, but he felt that he had lost money, so he did not sell it. He thought, maybe in two years, his newspaper would turn around?

The fact is, the newspaper's losses are getting worse and worse, and it is estimated that it will not even reach $900 million.

"$600 million."

Ikana said.

"..."

Arthur Carter was about to vomit blood. 600 million US dollars, isn't that too little? In his mind, the price should be at least 800 million US dollars.