The Samurai Strategy Part 77
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"Right. Obviously, n.o.body's supposed to inst.i.tute one _after _a takeover, but that's what Dai Nippon voted to do last Wednesday and Thursday for every company it owns. The way it's set up now, if the majority stockholder in any of those companies, which just happens to be DNI, acquires another four percent or more, all that stockholder's stock is automatically disbursed to the employees."
"Just like that?"
"Fully legal. Like a 'tin parachute.'"
"But what will . . . ?"
"Let me finish. In my version there're some strings attached. The money can't be used to just go out and buy Toyotas. I arranged it so that all the stock will be held in escrow for ten years and used as collateral for loans specially earmarked to finance expansion and R and D. In other words the employees are about to become those companies' new bank partner."
"What in holy h.e.l.l are you talking about?" Henderson appeared to have just entered shock. His bloodshot eyes were like saucers. "Noda's piece of those high-tech outfits is just going to be given to the troops, then locked up as security for new financing?"
"Bill, try and think of it as a different kind of 'restructuring,' that grand new corporate scam. But instead of the standard rip-off where managers entrench themselves by loading up a company with debt and bribing their shareholders with the money, I turned the whole thing upside down. Gave the control of those companies to their workers, who'll now have a stake in dividends and profits."
"Walton, you idiot. Stock prices for those outfits are going to nosedive the second news of this. .h.i.ts the Street. It'll scare the inst.i.tutions s.h.i.+tless. I've never heard anything so crazy."
"Who knows what'll happen? Let the 'supply side' economists try and figure it out. My guess is we're about to find out if anybody here still believes in the working man. In any case it can't make things worse, and it should be great fun to watch. At least American industry is about to be owned by the people who punch the time clocks. Maybe working for ourselves instead of investment bankers will help things get rolling again."
"I don't believe you did this." Tam fell against me laughing. "Do you realize what it really means? Noda's totally destroyed. He'll have to sell off that new portfolio of blue chips just to have enough profit to cover the claims of his original Eight-Hundred-Year-Fund investors.
After this, no j.a.panese money manager is going to give him a yen. He's history."
"_Bus.h.i.+do_. When you break the rules, things like that can happen."
"Jesus, I'm not going to screw around short selling. I'm just gonna load up on puts before the opening tomorrow. You oughta do the same, Walton. When the Street gets wind of this and all those stocks crater, you could clear millions." Bill headed briskly up the avenue.
"Stay well." We watched him disappear into the crowd, then started searching for Charlie Morgan and the car.
Incidentally, the recipient of that phone call wasn't really named Patrick. Since there are laws about smuggling firearms in and out of countries, and we d.a.m.ned well were going to take along the Uzi, it seems only right to give him a pseudonym. His charter outfit, which works out of that hangar off to the side of the majors at Kennedy, keeps a Lear that can make the Caribbean in one hop if it's not too full. He even picks you up in a limo, his come-on for the carriage trade.
About ten minutes later we saw Charlie working the Rolls around all the fire engines double-parked on Third and waving for us.
"Good to see you again, Matt." He glanced back as we settled in.
"Christ, you two look terrible. Were you up there?"
"Just left."
"Must have been a h.e.l.l of a fire from the looks of it." He hit the gas and made a right turn. "Where to? Straight down Fifth to your place?"
"One quick stop first. Over on West Seventy-eighth."
"The West Side? In this traffic? Come on, Matt. I still haven't had lunch."
"Just cut through Central Park. Should be a snap."
While he and Tam waited outside the West Side "Free School, I went in to try and kidnap Amy. It wasn't easy. I finally explained to Ms.
Winters that my daughter's Christmas vacation had merely been delayed a little this year, but better late than never. After some haggling, we struck a deal on homework. Then, in a limo piled high with school books, cla.s.s projects, lunch boxes, and a black Israeli Uzi, we headed downtown.
"Dad, you've gone nuts." My only offspring was in heaven.
"Honey, we're going to snorkel for two weeks solid. Think you can stand the old man for that long?"
"Can we have a Christmas tree? You promised."
"I'll cut it myself."
"And a Christmas party too?"
"Might have to call it something else, but I suppose we can give it a try. If you keep up on the homework." I looked at her, failing as usual to understand the movements of her mind. "Sweetie, why do you want to throw a party? This is supposed to be a vacation."
"Dad, really. Don't you remember that neat boy from Sweden whose parents have that house across the bay? He was teaching me windsurfing last summer. He's in junior year now, but if he's there, we've got to have a party. Don't you understand?"
"Guess we'll have a party."
What can you do? n.o.body said you're supposed to win them all.
Bad news, or maybe it was good news, travels with amazing speed in this day and age. The late edition of the Tuesday New York Post found its way to the Caribbean on an evening flight, and since it took us a while to get out of town, it actually reached the Virgin Islands shortly before we did. However, since we flew directly into St. Croix instead of the main island of St. Thomas, we missed the delivery.
As it happened, though, an old acquaintance was pa.s.sing the house that night on a personal mission, and he was kind enough to drop off Rupert Murdoch's Tuesday contribution to journalism.
The time was around ten P.M. Amy was sound asleep, conked out from twilight windsurfing, and Tam and I were working on a pitcher of planter's punch by the pool when there came the sound of honking out front. I went in and unlocked the entry, then peeked out to see who it was. The red, white, and blue jeep belonged to none other than Artie Wilson, dressed to the nines.
"Walton, my man, you done gone and got yourself famous." He grinned with delight, then threw a rolled-up newspaper toward the door. "Tole you it'd be yo' a.s.s."
"Artie, what in h.e.l.l. Turn that thing off and come in for a drink.
Somebody I want you to meet."
"Hey, late for a reception at that new place down the beach. Think all them hot New York divorcees jus' come down here for nothing but suns.h.i.+ne an' vitamin D? Gotta keep the tourists satisfied." He revved his engine and began backing out of the drive. "Tomorrow, maybe, Feds ain't nailed yo' honkie b.u.t.t by then."
With which enigmatic p.r.o.nouncement he sped into the humid night.
I picked up the bundle, then snapped on the yard lights and strolled back out where Tam was sitting, still wearing her pool robe. What was Artie talking about?
As I settled down beside her and unrolled the paper, staring back at us from the front page were two very familiar faces.
"Off one of my book jackets," she said. "I never much cared for it."
"Mine's from their photo morgue, during some takeover circus."
Guess we should have been keeping closer tabs on the news. Seems that Matsuo Noda, president of Dai Nippon, Int., had held a press conference mid-afternoon Tuesday to refute all the misinformation being spread by Senator Jack O'Donnell. As he claimed, it was actually two Americans, former employees of DNI, who had been responsible for Dai Nippon's secret hostile takeover of the U.S.'s largest corporations. He made this point to dispute Senator O'Donnell's a.s.sertion that they had been the ones who'd stopped it. (See photo, page 1.) He went on to apologize for what apparently had been a severe communications mix-up within DNI, which brought about this unauthorized action, and he was pleased to report he personally had taken steps to terminate the buy-up this very morning, as of 11:53 A.M.
Run that whopper by Jack's subcommittee, Noda-san.
There was more. Seems the body of an unidentified male--young, Caucasian, and badly burned--had been recovered by firemen on the eleventh floor of DNI's offices. Noda had no idea who this person was, perhaps a misfortunate prowler. . . .
"Matt, look!" She was pointing at a paragraph on the lower half of the page.
There'd been a second casualty, although not as serious. The well-known j.a.panese financial commentator Akira Mori had been borne, unconscious, from the premises. Acute smoke inhalation. As of press time she was in intensive care at Mt. Sinai Hospital.
"We saw her come out of the office. It was pretty smoky by then, but how could . . . ?"
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