"I'm fine here. I don't want to go back anywhere!" Jobs's face twitched, and at the same time, he felt a surge of real anger in his heart.
Boss Jia was slapping him in the face. Everyone in the world knew that Apple was Jobs's biggest weakness and the biggest pain point in his life. The company he created was finally taken away by the board of directors, and he had to sell all his shares and leave. That was the biggest Waterloo of his life.
Therefore, Apple had always been regarded as a disgrace by Jobs. He had sworn in front of many people that he would never set foot in Apple again unless all the future directors of Apple knelt in front of him and begged him to go back.
But now Boss Jia said that it was the place Jobs dreamed of going back to. Do you think Jobs wanted to kill someone? As the saying goes, hit a person in the face, kill a person in the heart. Boss Jia was simply asking for a beating.
"Mr. Jobs, don't be angry. I'm just telling you this today to tell you that I'm afraid there will be a surprise at your door tomorrow!" Mr. Jia said, patting Jobs on the shoulder.
"Mr. Jia, what do you mean?" Jobs looked at Jia Yapeng with a dumbfounded expression. What the hell does he mean by there will be a surprise at your door tomorrow?
"You'll know tomorrow!" Boss Jia laughed. He then took Charlize Cylon's arm and left the theater in a cool and unrestrained manner, completely forgetting about the Oscars that were still in progress.
"This guy!" Jobs shrugged, but he did not go back to attend the Oscars. Since he had already come out, there was no reason to go back. He shook his head, took a taxi, and went home.
The next morning, Jobs got up and opened the newspapers that had just been delivered that day. Many of the headlines were about the accident between Boss Jia and Jobs at the Oscars.
"Leaving Halfway, the Anger of Daqian Film's Chairman"
"For the First Time in History, the Oscars Organizing Committee Gets Slapped in the Face!"
Headlines such as these continued to appear. Anyway, the media was basically just there to watch the show.
Boss Jia didn't get scolded by the media as expected. This made many people who were waiting to see Boss Jia make a fool of himself feel very uncomfortable.
The Oscars were so powerful that they never cared about the media. Now that someone was trying to embarrass the Oscars, the media was happy to watch the show. Only the Oscar committee criticized Boss Jia, saying that it was not in line with the manners of a gentleman. They even vaguely called for the four major film companies to boycott Boss Jia.
However, the bosses of the major film companies only smiled at this news. Just like what Boss Jia had said, he was the Boss Jia of Hollywood and an investor of Hollywood. No matter how much they envied and envied Boss Jia, they were still in the same group and stood on the same side.
The Oscars was just a meeting for a group of actors. If they wanted to give face, they would go and watch. If they didn't, it didn't matter if they left halfway. These actors were usually panting under them. How could they forget their own status when they put on clothes?
Therefore, the major film companies didn't make any statements. If they made Boss Jia suffer because of this, their status would be below that of actors and a group of so-called filmmakers. It would be them, the bosses, who would be panting under them. How could that be possible?
Therefore, this statement was ignored. It was just a joke. This hurt a lot of Oscar people, and it also set the stage for a huge change in the future.
Back to the topic, Old Joe looked at Jobs again. When he saw the news the next morning, he became upset again.
Because almost all the reports were about Jia Yapeng. Jobs was either mentioned in a few words or not at all. He directly became Boss Jia's foil, which was simply infuriating.
Jobs cursed, and then he heard the doorbell ring.
"Who's looking for me so early?" Jobs froze, and then saw the last person he wanted to see through the doorbell.
"Get out of here!" Jobs cursed, and then went back to his room without opening the door.
The problem was that the guy ringing the doorbell wouldn't stop. Jobs waited for 20 minutes, but he didn't leave. Finally, Jobs angrily opened the door, looked at the guy in front of him, and said, "Hals Black, I told you, I don't want to see you again in my life. Get out of here!"
"Don't be angry, chairman. I've been standing here for 20 minutes. Can't you calm down?" In the face of Jobs's scolding, Hals Black played the role of a tool man who didn't raise a hand but didn't reply, even though he was a board member of Apple.
"What did you call me?" Jobs froze.
"I called you chairman!" Once again, Hals Black repeated the title that haunted Jobs. "In my heart, whether it was then or now, you are the chairman of Apple!"
Because Black had been standing in the doorway, a number of neighbors had craned their necks to watch. These were all wealthy Americans, many of whom knew Black and were extremely curious about the man who had personally pushed Jobs from his position as chairman of Ping Guo to reappear on Jobs's doorstep.
Jobs was silent for a long time at the door. He probably felt that he could no longer be seen as a joke, so he said faintly, "In that case, come in!"
"What's your purpose in coming here today? Tell me now. You know, I don't like to beat around the bush! " When Hals Black sat down on the sofa, Jobs said stiffly, "That's right.
"Then I'll be frank. Apple is in a crisis right now. On behalf of the board, I hope you can return to the company and continue to be the chairman and CEO of Apple!" Hals Black said with a smile.
"Hahaha!" Jobs couldn't help but laugh. After laughing, he said with tears in his eyes, "You bastards, you finally understand the fate of Apple without me!"
"You bastards, look at what my Apple has become after so many years in your hands! It's not even worth three billion dollars now. When I handed it over to you, it was worth tens of billions! " Jobs cursed. Although the flesh on Hales Black's face was twitching, he still had a smile on his face. It was as if he had just finished spitting on himself.
"Yes, we understand the mistake we made. That's why I have the audacity to ask you to come back. Please do me this favor!" Hals Black said after Jobs had finally finished his tirade.
"I'm not going!" Jobs shook his head proudly. "Don't forget my vow. I won't go back unless all the shareholders ask me to!"
Well, Jobs was wise enough not to mention kneeling on the ground.
"No problem. All the directors are nearby!" Hals Black finally breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled out his cell phone and called the directors who had been waiting nearby.
It would be embarrassing if all the directors came together to ask Jobs to come out. But it would be even more embarrassing if they all came out and Jobs refused to go back.
So even though all the directors had arrived, they waited outside for Black's call.
"Looks like I have to go!" Jobs looked at the cell phone in Black's hand and smiled.
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