By noon, when the sun became hotter, the two children still hadn't sold all the vegetables.
Nan Yi took two handfuls of vegetables and sold them at a nearby Chinese supermarket that also sold vegetables at a low price, and personally demonstrated what high turnover and strategic stop-loss meant.
In this weather, vegetables cannot be stored for a long time and cannot be stockpiled under normal conditions. Once harvested, they have to be shipped quickly.
On the way home after closing the stall, Nan Yi wondered when he would have the opportunity to demonstrate to the two children the "strategic losses to protect the market", which in layman's terms was pouring milk down the drain.
In the following days, Nan Yi has been paying close attention to the rescue operations of various countries and studying the impact that the strategies proposed by various countries will have on the stock market.
The rest of October passed quietly as Nan Yi was honing his overall perspective.
In a blink of an eye, the November calendar was opened.
The enthusiasm for the rooftop movement that was very popular last month has gradually subsided. Except for some enthusiasts, others have stayed away from the rooftops and returned to their normal lives.
Nan Yi goes to the nearby Walmart every day and sees that the supermarket's business is getting worse and worse. People who used to want to empty the supermarket out at once are now hesitant to buy things, and price tags that they used to ignore now look like they can see a hole in them.
On November 2, funds from betting and futures speculation began to flow back, with betting making a profit of $13.2 billion and futures making $6.9 billion, barely over $20 billion.
The profits from short selling may exceed Nan Yi's expectations, but it will take some time to recover the funds.
This is a once-in-a-century market trend, which, including the subsequent stock price increases, lasted for more than ten or even twenty years. Nan Yi estimates that Nan's total book profit will not exceed US$200 billion.
As for the real profit, no one knows. Market value is too abstract. It is still a mystery whether the stock can be sold according to the market value.
And strictly speaking, at most $50 billion in profits can be attributed to Black Monday. As for the rest, whether there is a stock market crash or not, it actually has little impact. At most, it will cost more effort and cost when acquiring stocks.
Nan Yi couldn't understand why the unsophisticated protagonist in the novel could make hundreds of billions of dollars from the stock market crash after traveling through time. They were able to take away most of the funds that evaporated from the Qing country's stock market, but why could he, who was quite successful in his previous life, only make a fraction of that?
After thinking about it for two days, he finally figured it out. Maybe the world is different, and the stock market in the country is naturally different. In the world of novels, the money that evaporated from the stock market may be real money that can be spent, but unlike the real world he lives in, the money that evaporated may not be real money that can be spent, but virtual, inflated "fake money."
Of course, this answer is Nan Yi's way of comforting himself by carrying forward the Ah Q spirit. A weakling like him can always find excuses to comfort himself.
On November 3, Ueto Masami flew to the country.
"President, Ikeda Company's book profit on the Tokyo Stock Exchange is about 150 billion yen. The whole world is in mourning, but only Japan has held up." A sense of pride emerged from Ueto Masami as she spoke.
"Yami, don't be happy. A balloon is a balloon, and a bubble is a bubble. If it doesn't burst today, it will burst tomorrow. It's like a spring. The harder it is compressed, the harder it will bounce back."
Nan Yi said, smacking his lips, "Forget it, you must understand this principle, I won't waste any more words. But, when everyone else is eating coarse food, you are enjoying delicious food. Do you know how much people hate you?
When your bubble bursts, I guess everyone will step on you, and you will be taken advantage of by others, and you will have to see them off politely. It will not end well if you provoke public anger. "
"President, I'm not an official of the Ministry of Finance. It's not my turn to worry about such things." Ueto Masami said with a pout.
"That's true. Don't meddle in other people's business." Nan Yi nodded and changed the subject. "I've asked you to look for a secretary for some time. Do you have any candidates?"
"No, I screened all the Chinese people in Nan's company and didn't find anyone who was capable of serving as the president's secretary."
Nan Yi frowned and said, "Then relax the conditions and remove the requirement of being from mainland China. As long as you are proficient in Chinese, you must be a yellow race. It is too inconvenient to be with a white person."
"This will make it much easier. I will quickly screen out the candidates for the president to review."
"Yes." Nan Yi nodded and handed a document to Ueto Masami, "Take a look at this document, it's about a small bank on Wall Street."
"President, you want to acquire the bank of the country?"
"right."
"But the banking industry in China is very complicated, and the internal accounts are also very cumbersome. The larger the bank, the more complicated it is." Ueto Masami said as she flipped through the documents.
"I know, so I chose small banks as my target."
After spending twenty minutes reading the information in her hand, Ueto Masami smiled and said, "Chairman, this bank is very suitable. Although it is small in scale, it has international settlement qualifications and is considered a boutique small bank. In addition, the owner of the bank is old, but his children are unwilling to take over. They have a strong desire to sell it, so it should be easy to negotiate."
"The Weir Bank is a small bank with only one branch on Wall Street. It is privately owned by Old Weir who owns 100% of the shares. Although the bank is small, Old Weir has a good vision and a far-reaching layout. It has obtained all the necessary international qualifications. Although it cost a little money, it must be said that it will be of great use in the future.
I leave this matter to you. Find a few Japanese actors to take over this bank. For a long time to come, I hope that outsiders will think that the owner of this bank is Japanese. "
"President, what's the budget?"
"26 million, up to 28 million."
"Hayi, I'll take it as soon as possible. President, where will the funds come from?"
"After the acquisition, the name of the bank will be changed to Baoguo Development Bank. Of course, if Old Weir asks not to change the name, we can agree to it as long as he makes a small concession on the acquisition price."
Nan Yi just had a sudden inspiration to change the name, and he had no special intention. Maybe this way he could save one or two million dollars.
"Hayi."
One was sincere in selling, the other was sincere in buying. On November 8, Masami Ueto brought good news that he had bought the Bank of Weir from old Weir for US$26 million. The name remained unchanged, which was one of the factors that enabled the transaction to be completed so smoothly.
To old Weir, one or two million more or one or two million less doesn't mean much, as he doesn't have many years left to live anyway. But it means a lot to him that his business name can continue to be passed down.
Yes, when you get to a certain age, eating, drinking and having fun are no longer effective. No matter how much money you have, it is just a number. As long as you have financial freedom, that is enough. On the contrary, fame becomes more and more important.
November 9th.
Nan Yi flew to Los Angeles alone and met with Chen Fang, who had been awarded the nickname "Satan Chen".
That year, after Nan Yi got rid of the Gunner Company's affairs, Chen Fang, who was employee No. 002, was slowly promoted to the position of president. Unexpectedly, Chen Fang did a good job, and the Gunner Company has been making good profits in recent years.
As for the profit model, it is very simple: acquire a large number of creative ideas, produce a large number of scripts, and write a lot of stories around a theme.
To give a simple example: a husband kills his wife, why and how, what are the identities of the two, from the lowest level to the president, the leader of a consortium, from using a knife to using a gun, and all kinds of bizarre methods of killing, from cheating to perversion, and for justice, country, etc., all kinds of plots are written about.
No matter whether the script is good or not, the script has been registered a long time ago. If similar plots appear in other films, lawyers will directly send a lawyer's letter, either paying money to buy the script or making a big deal out of it.
As long as they go around the major film and television giants, no one can do anything to the gun company. So what if they are ugly? The law and morality are on their side. With the support of the Screenwriters Guild behind the scenes, the gun company is quite unscrupulous.
The Gunman Company has indeed provided good benefits to Hollywood screenwriters. When they have inspiration, they can write their own masterpieces. When they have no inspiration, they can write some essays to increase the volume. From time to time, they can always get a share of the profits, so there will definitely be no problems in their lives.
Don't think that it's easy for well-known screenwriters to get a share of 5%. That's profit sharing. According to the nature of Hollywood giants, a movie with a global box office of 1.3 billion or 1.4 billion US dollars can eventually show a loss of over 100 million US dollars. If you want a share, come ahead. It's polite if we don't let you fill the hole.
There are several high-grossing projects in Hollywood that have many lawsuits behind them. Every film and television mogul is an expert at playing with finance and cooking the books.
Therefore, although the Gunman Company has a bad reputation outside, screenwriters are willing to unite around it. The reason is that this company is reliable and really pays.
"What big projects are you working on recently?"
Nan Yi and Chen Fang met in a bar. The waiters in the bar were handsome men and beautiful women, and each of them was a backup force in Hollywood.
"There is one called Die Hard. 20th Century Fox has bought it and is taking a share of the box office. Boss, they won't make it a loss, right?"
"It's normal to tamper with the accounts, but there won't be any losses." Nan Yi replied calmly.
The largest shareholder of 20th Century Fox is Nan Youqiong, and the second largest shareholder is Scarlett. The management rights have long been taken away by Scarlett. Nan Yi has not looked at its accounts for several years, and his financial situation is not clear. He has never seen dividends, let alone any say. No one cares about him at 20th Century Fox now, and he may not even be able to get through the company's door.
Scarlett is a very traditional Jew with very Jewish ideas. She doesn't care that the major shareholder of the Gunman Company is actually Nan Youqiong. As long as the right to speak is not in her hands, she will still trick him and leave him a little wiggle room at most.
"That's good. I also have an explanation to the screenwriter."
"Don't worry too much." Nan Yi consoled him, and then said, "Your face is sallow, your eyes are dull, and you have rubbed your waist three times since you sat down. Chen Fang, take it easy."
Chen Fang smiled awkwardly and said, "Boss, it's easier to pick up girls in Hollywood."
"Hehe, let me see the catalog of the script library." Nan Yi chuckled and said while knocking on the table.
"Boss, here you go."
Chen Fang handed a folder to Nan Yi.
Nan Yi took the folder and started flipping through it. There was a line of bold script titles on the file, and two or three lines of script summaries below. Nan Yi read ten lines at a glance. Some of the script titles looked familiar, some of the summaries seemed familiar, but he had no impression of most of them.
After reading for half an hour, Nan Yi closed the folder and said, "Not bad. I think some of the scripts are good and should be able to make money in the future. Send a copy or electronic version of the script to No. 5007, Billiford Hills before noon tomorrow. I will find someone who knows the business to take a look."
"clear."
"In addition, it is time to send variety show ideas and scripts to various countries for patent registration. Japan already has several popular variety shows, such as "Super Change" and "Shimura Big Laugh", which have very high ratings. The era of variety shows has arrived, and the gun company will receive a lot of patent licensing fees in the future."
"Boss, should we start PR with the TV network at the same time?"
"Of course." Nan Yi nodded.
"Where to start?"
Nan Yi thought for a moment and said, "Let's just do 'Got Talent'. We need to refine the idea and consider the national conditions of several major developed countries, and make different versions for each country. Chen Fang, this variety show needs special attention. I think its prospects are very optimistic and it should bring us good returns."
"Okay, boss, I will definitely take this matter seriously."
"Well, keep working hard. After Christmas, we'll talk about your shares."
Amid Chen Fang's ecstasy and gratitude, Nan Yi paid the bill and left the bar.
After leaving the bar, Nan Yi went to a flower shop to buy a bouquet of white roses, then went to a cake shop to order a cake, and then went to 5007 Beverly Hills.
"Nansheng."
As soon as we entered the villa, Ruan Mei's agent, Sister Zhou, came to greet us.
"Sister Zhou, will Ruan Mei come back at the normal time today?"
"I think so. Miss Ruan has no special activities to attend today."
"Okay, call a chef to come back and prepare a sumptuous dinner." Nan Yi said and looked at his watch, "It's already three o'clock in the morning on the 10th in Xiangteng. It's her birthday."
"Nansheng, Chinese food or Western food?" asked Sister Zhou.
"Western food bar, it's easier to create romance."
"I understand. I'll call now." Sister Zhou responded, took the flowers and cake from Nan Yi's hand, and walked into the room.
Nan Yi followed closely behind him, entered the room, and then went up the stairs to the rooftop of the villa.
Villa No. 5007 is located on a high ground. There is no building with a higher altitude within one kilometer. The nearest neighbor is 300 meters away. If you want to peek at your neighbor swimming, you must use a telescope. Unless you do it on purpose, there is no chance of having a romantic encounter with your neighbor.
"Campus Belle, who is the neighbor?"
“Streisand.”
"The one who sings?"
"Yes."
"Looks like he's getting quite old, right?"
"45."
"That's good. It won't be too much trouble."
Hollywood looks so good from afar but stinks up close. However, when you look at it from afar, you will see all kinds of disgusting banquets and parties, various unspoken rules, and all kinds of things that are unbearable to look at behind the glamour.
If it wasn't for saving money, Nan Yi really didn't want to place Ruan Mei here.
More than three years ago, Nan Yi came to Beverly Hills and asked Ueto Masami to buy several pieces of land. The villa under your feet was built on the purchased land. Nan Yi was thinking of selling the houses as soon as the housing prices went up.
It’s a pity that Nan Yi originally wanted to acquire some private property, but Ueto Masami transferred all his properties to the Nan family’s name.
After gazing at the scenery on the rooftop for a while, Nan Yi went downstairs and sat on a lounge chair by the swimming pool. He waved to the school beauty, who immediately took out a stack of documents from her briefcase and handed them to Nan Yi.
The document contains some information about Wells Fargo Bank, ranging from its development history to its business philosophy and shareholding structure.
Compared to Citibank, Nan Yi prefers Wells Fargo. This is because it is impossible for the Nan family to get the right to speak in Citibank, and also because Nan Yi does not like the overly complicated personnel relationships in Citibank.
As for Wells Fargo, Nan Yi not only cares about its right to speak, but he also subjectively likes Wells Fargo's "frugal" philosophy and its risk control measures.
Last year, Wells Fargo acquired Crocker Bank, and the top management of Wells Fargo immediately made a conclusion about the top management of Crocker Bank - most of the original team of Crocker Bank were unsuitable candidates. They were all managers with the highest level of education and sticking to the classic banking business model.
Crocker Bank has a dedicated executive dining room, which is marble-framed and magnificent, and has professional chefs and tableware worth $500,000.
In sharp contrast to this is the "hardship" culture of rich countries, where the dining arrangements for their managers are no different from those in university cafeterias.
In addition, Wells Fargo pays great attention to risk control, especially in risk diversification.
Wells Fargo has 80 business units, each of which provides suitable products for various financial needs that customers may have in their lifetime. This diversifies the risks of the business and makes it less susceptible to economic cycles.
Because of risk diversification, Wells Fargo's non-performing loan ratio is also at a very low level, much lower than that of its peers.
Also, Wells Fargo is different from other banks in one way: its branches are not called branches but "stores", which is a name with special meaning.
Wells Fargo pays great attention to sales, especially cross-selling. On average, it can sell 5.3 financial products to a corporate customer and 4.6 products to an individual customer.
This cross-selling model has greatly improved Fuguo’s ability to utilize customer resources and maximize benefits.
It is hopeless for a bank to only do savings and loans and not do other financial products, especially high-risk financial products. High-risk funds can be integrated into the products. When the wind is favorable, the bank can eat from the enemy, and when the wind is unfavorable, the bank can eat from the customers. As long as it can attract customers, it can basically ensure a stable income.
In addition, Nan Yi also plans to get involved in the insurance industry. As long as actuaries can design insurance products well and calculate the probability of compensation, the insurance industry can be said to be profitable. If you are bold enough and dare to bet that the insured is illiterate, the profit will be even greater.
But whether it is financial management or insurance, these are areas that Nan has not been involved in. It would be best if he could acquire an already mature enterprise, which would make it easier to get started.
As Nan Yi flipped through the pages, he saw several shortcomings besides the advantages of Fuguo:
Wells Fargo is not an international bank and does not have many "stores" overseas. More than 97% of its revenue comes from its home country, and its business focus is in the West. It does not have a strong influence in the East. It can be said to be a "regional bank."
Moreover, cross-selling means eating up a customer from head to toe, hoping that a customer will buy all the bank's products. From a senior management perspective, as long as it is well controlled, it seems that there will be no problem.
But from the perspective of lower-level sales personnel, in order to achieve sales targets and obtain higher commissions, sales personnel are likely to forget the "customer-oriented" purpose and privately activate services that customers do not need without their permission, or use deceptive methods to guide customers to activate unnecessary services.
This is not Nan Yi's groundless worry, but something that will definitely happen. Wells Fargo will stumble in this regard sooner or later.
Moreover, Wells Fargo has a large number of real estate loans in the West and is one of the largest real estate loan banks in the United States, always hovering between the first and second place. Wells Fargo also has the highest commercial real estate loan ratio among major banks in the United States, which is 5 times its net assets. This is very dangerous.
Nan Yi took the phone number from the school beauty and called Rachel.
"Rachel, what is the supply and demand for real estate on the West Coast like right now?"
"Boss, wait a moment."
Nan Yi heard the phone on the other end being placed on the table, and also heard Rachel's voice asking someone to get some information. About two minutes later, Rachel's voice sounded again.
"Boss, the supply and demand of real estate on the West Coast is close to being balanced. If the current situation continues, there will be an oversupply in less than two years, and the banks will be in big trouble."
"Listen, conduct a detailed investigation of Wells Fargo, especially its debt ratio and its reputation among customers. Find out from their customers whether they have ever had their services activated inexplicably."
"OK, I'll arrange it right away."
"uh-huh."
Nan Yi hung up the phone and continued to think, "The real estate on the West Coast will soon be in oversupply, and bank stock prices will definitely fall. Wells Fargo's stock price will fall sharply. That will be the best time to buy its shares. Now I just need to become a small shareholder and open the door to acquire shares."
"Guess who I am, boy?"
Nan Yi's eyes were blindfolded, and a naughty voice came into his ears from behind his head.
"Would you like me to guess who you are?"
"I won't guess, but you can guess who I am."
"Try a tongue twister with me."
Nan Yi stretched his hand back, hugged Ruan Mei's waist and pulled her whole body forward. Ruan Mei was pulled by Nan Yi and lay in his arms.
"Haha, it's really small, not painful at all."
"Damn it, you dare to say I'm young." Ruan Mei was immediately upset when she heard Nan Yi's words. She pressed Nan Yi's chest, straightened her upper body, and said resentfully: "Why did you come to see me so late?"
Nan Yi reached out and gently pinched Ruan Mei's cheek , "If I don't work harder, how can I support you?"
"Don't pinch my cheeks. My face is big." Ruan Mei slapped Nan Yi's hand away and rubbed her cheeks. "Tell me, why did you come here only today?"
"Because today is your birthday." Nan Yi answered the question irrelevantly, avoiding the difficult question.
"Nonsense, tomorrow is... No, there's a time difference, hehe, it's my birthday already, where's my gift?" Ruan Mei looked Nan Yi over, trying to find the gift he had hidden.
"Don't look, it's not here with me."
Nan Yi reached out to the school beauty and took another folder from her.
"See for yourself."
Nan Yi put the folder in Ruan Mei's hand.
"What is "Big Times"?" Ruan Mei said after taking a look at the cover of the folder.
Nan Yi smiled mysteriously and said, "Look for yourself, start with page 5."
"Mysterious." Ruan Mei muttered, opened the folder, and turned directly to the fifth page as she was told. "The heroine Ruan Mei, nicknamed "Xianmei" and "Shanmei" in Cantonese, and "Little Jew" in Mandarin..."
After reading the character introduction, Ruan Mei looked up and said, "TV series script?"
"Yeah, your birthday present."
"You wrote it?"
"How could I have the ability to do that? I asked someone to write it. You take your time to read it. I'm going to the bathroom." Nan Yi said as he picked up Ruan Mei and put her on the recliner, then walked into the villa.
When Nan Yi walked back to the garden, he saw Ruan Mei reading the script seriously. He did not go up to her directly, but walked to the flower bed to admire the Tatar Aster in it.
a long time.
"Hey, come here."
"What's wrong?" Nan Yi walked up to Ruan Mei and asked.
"Why do you write me as so poor and a miser? Also, why do I have a heart disease?"
"The character's personality is written according to your personality. As for the heart disease, it has nothing to do with me. I only told the screenwriter your characteristics and that I wanted a story about the stock market. The rest is up to the screenwriter."
"Really?" Ruan Mei asked in disbelief.
"Really, how's the script?"
"It's great, the story is interesting, but it's not pleasing. Didn't the stock market just crash right now?"
"Are you also concerned about the stock market?" Nan Yi said with a smile.
"It's impossible not to care. Everyone is talking about this topic. Several of my classmates' families have gone bankrupt. That annoying Sean used to drive a Ferrari every day and only knew how to pick up girls at school. Haha, now his family is bankrupt and his car has been towed away. Let's see how he shows off again in the future." Ruan Mei said gloatingly.
"Did Sean date you?"
Ruan Mei glanced at Nan Yi with a playful look on her face, "How could you not know whether he had dated me before? Tell me , is there anyone watching me when I go to the bathroom?"
"What a shame to talk about surveillance. I'm just protecting you, okay? There are too many people with guns here. Who knows when someone might pull out a gun and start shooting randomly."
"Humph, you're right." Ruan Mei snorted and changed the subject back to the script. "Why is the heroine called Ruan Mei, but the hero is not called Nan Yi? Also, who is the prototype of Long Jiwen?"
"I don't know. I've already told you that except for your role, which I designated, the rest are up to the screenwriter to play. How would I know if it's a prototype or not? Just tell me whether you want to play Ruan Mei or not."
"Of course I thought about it. This is a good script and the audience will like it. But this is a TV script. Do you have a TV station?"
"No, we can discuss cooperation with the TV station. As long as I can do a few commercials, I can pay for the filming of this drama. The TV station should be willing to cooperate."
"What kind of advertisement?"
"You can do a lot of advertising, for clothing, beverages, real estate, but of course the most important thing is to help you advertise and promote you. After filming this drama, everyone in Hong Kong will know you, and your status will be like this..." Nan Yi made a rocket-like motion, "It will go up in a flash."
"But my interest is to be a singer, not an actor."
"It's easier for actors to make money than singers. Look, I'm five years older than you, so I'm sure I'll age faster than you. I can support you now, but when we get old, you'll have to support me. So, in addition to singing, you have to act and save money to support me in the future."
Ruan Mei pointed at her nose and asked, "You want me to support you?"
"Don't want to raise it?"
"I do, but can I afford to support you?" Ruan Mei hugged Nan Yi's neck and murmured, "Tell me, how much do you spend a month?"
"Are you really willing to support me?"
"Really? But I don't feed you with big fish or meat. You only have to eat coarse grains and vegetables. Can you bear it?" Ruan Mei looked at Nan Yi seriously and said.
"It's okay. I'll go with you to the ends of the earth. Look how handsome I am. How about you be my agent and we can go find a rich woman."
"Hehehe, you're looking for a rich woman, but is your body okay?" Ruan Mei stretched out her hand and pinched Nan Yi's chest, "Hard, with some capital, how about I find you a fat woman?"
"Sure, as long as there's money."
The two of them just sat by the swimming pool, talking childish things.
Until it got dark and the candles in the dining room were lit.
On Ruan Mei's birthday, the ambiguity between Nan Yi and her is no longer just talk.
On the 10th, New York time, Ruan Mei skipped classes and asked Nan Yi to accompany her to celebrate another birthday according to the Western calendar.
…
In Hsinchu County.
After Chen Wenchen secured Li Jinxiong's support, he was able to inspect the Science Park and meet with Morris Chang, the head of integrated circuit manufacturing.
When you meet the right people, things will naturally move faster.
Guo Capital, Intel's major shareholder, AMD's major shareholder, Qualcomm's major shareholder, ARM's major shareholder, Dell's major shareholder, Apple's shareholder, these are all what integrated circuit manufacturing needs.
Integrated circuit manufacturing was established by Morris Chang amid opposition and pessimism. Apart from Morris Chang himself, almost no one was optimistic about it, including his family.
The richest man, Wei Ye, wants to invest in integrated circuit manufacturing, which is like a billionaire looking for a moonlighter to play the "net worth average game" with him. I believe it will be difficult to find one who is unwilling to agree and take advantage of it.
After a period of tug-of-war, on November 11, Nan Yi just returned to New York and received news that the richest man Wei Ye invested 14 million US dollars in Integrated Circuit Manufacturing and acquired a 35% stake.
In fact, the valuation of integrated circuit manufacturing is far less than 40 million US dollars. If we use some tricks and extend the negotiation process a little bit, it will not be a problem to negotiate the valuation to 20 million US dollars.
The richest man Wei Ye could easily hold 35% of the shares with 7 million or 70% with 14 million. However, after evaluation, 7 million is simply not enough for the integrated circuit manufacturing company to survive until the next round of financing. If he holds 70%, it would be a distraction and there is a high probability that the integrated circuit manufacturing company will not grow to the height of "TSMC" in Nan Yi's memory.
Nan Yi can still do the math to figure out which is higher, 35% of 600 billion US dollars or 70% of 60 million US dollars.
Some bargains cannot be taken advantage of, as you will suffer a great loss if you try to gain small profits.
Putting TSMC’s matter aside, Nan Yi began to consider the value of Marvel superheroes.
Although Marvel Comics was in trouble and financially tight, Stan Lee's temperament was still positive. Barry Diller of 20th Century Fox contacted him and wanted to buy out the copyrights of all superheroes, but was rejected by Stan Lee.
There is no way to buy out, if you want to negotiate, it's cash plus dividends.
If it cannot be bought out, 20th Century Fox's profits only come from box office and film and television peripherals. It is a bit unpleasant to only get 7% of the profit after putting in 12% of the effort.
"Scarlett, what are you going to do?"