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Combined with Sandro's previous persuasion, Jack saw this as a golden opportunity to acquire one of the most iconic brands in entertainment history, which had made countless memories from its comics and now potentially movies that were adapted from its comics like Iron Man, which not only could possibly change the movie industry, but it also could bring him billions of dollars in profit in years to come if he could manage Marvel right unlike Ronald Perelman.
Yet the negotiations had been fraught with challenges. Perelman had initially asked for an astronomical sum of $3.5 billion while Jack had countered with an offer of $2.75 billion.
They were now approaching a final round of talks, a meeting that would determine whether Marvel stayed under Perelman's Andrews & Forbes Holdings control or became part of Jack's Nexum Core Enterprise.
This meeting had forced Jack to miss watching Sandro's incredible tag team match, something that weighed heavily on his mind. Jack was incredibly proud of his son, but the significance of this Marvel deal was monumental, not just for his company but for the future of the entertainment industry as well.
Nexum Core was in its infancy with his several beach resorts and his wife's Law Firm as its subsidiaries, while the rest of his investment whenever in the social media, technology, and business industries can't be made into Nexum Core subsidiary with either his shares not enough or needed to wait for the right moment.
So if the acquisition of Marvel was a success combined with UFC who just waiting for the finalization of their agreement then these two would be the rockets that propelled Nexum Core into the realm of giants.
The final meeting took place in a towering boardroom overlooking the New York skyline. The room was tense, filled with lawyers, financial advisors, and high-ranking executives from both sides. Ronald Perelman, known for his shrewd business acumen and aggressive negotiation style, sat across from Jack.
Charts, statistics, and financial reports were spread across the table, and both men had brought their best teams to make their final cases. Jack remained composed, though he knew this was a battle that required every ounce of his patience and intellect.
Perelman, who had guided Marvel through some of its most tumultuous years, wasn't going to let the company go easily. "We've built something incredible here, Jack," Perelman began, his voice calm but firm. "Marvel's IP—Spider-Man, the X-Men, Iron Man—these are cultural icons. You know as well as I do what kind of value that holds. Three and a half billion is more than fair for what we've created."
Jack leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving Perelman's. He had prepared for this. "Ronald, you've done great work, no one's denying that," Jack responded, choosing his words carefully. "But let's be real—Marvel's been struggling. The market knows it. The stockholders know it. You've faced bankruptcy twice in the past few years, and while the IP is undeniably valuable, the company's not what it used to be and Spiderman's IP wasn't in your hand anymore but Sony. I'm offering you stability. Nexum Core has the resources to take Marvel to the next level. But $3.5 billion? It's too high given the current state of the company. $2.75 billion is generous given the financial challenges you're facing."
The room went silent. Jack could sense the tension rising. Perelman was a seasoned negotiator, but Jack wasn't easily intimidated. They had been sparring over this deal for weeks, each time inching closer to an agreement, but neither was willing to fully back down. Finally, after a few moments of quiet deliberation, Perelman spoke again.
"$2.75 billion is too low, Jack. But I'm willing to compromise. How does $3 billion sound? Marvel's shareholders will agree to that, and it's still a good deal for you. You get the brand, the IP, the legacy, and the chance to turn it into a global powerhouse."
Jack paused for a moment, his mind racing through the numbers. He knew this was likely the best offer he was going to get. Nexum Core had the capital to make this work, and $3 billion was still within its strategic threshold. After a moment's contemplation, he extended his hand across the table. "$3 billion it is," he said with a smile.
Perelman grasped his hand firmly, sealing the deal. The room erupted in a flurry of activity as lawyers on both sides began drafting the final documents, confirming the sale of Marvel to Nexum Core Enterprise.
It was a historic moment, one that would make headlines across the world in the days to come. Marvel, the home of some of the most beloved characters in comic pop culture, was now under the control of Jack and his company.
For Jack, this wasn't just about numbers. He had a vision for Marvel, one that went beyond comics and action figures. He saw the potential for a multimedia empire, encompassing films, TV shows, video games, and theme parks.
Marvel's cinematic growth was still in its infancy, and Jack knew that with the right investments, he could help it explode into something far bigger than anyone had ever imagined. He planned to pump resources into expanding the Marvel brand globally, potentially exploring avenues like theme park attractions and even international film partnerships.
News of the Marvel acquisition began to trickle out to the public shortly after the agreement was finalized. Financial analysts were already predicting a surge in Nexum Core's stock price, and entertainment industry insiders speculated on what Jack's takeover meant for the future of Marvel.
Would he restructure the company? Would he invest in more content or expand its reach globally? One thing was clear: the entertainment landscape was about to change with the handover of Marvel after the success of Iron Man.
But while Jack's focus was on the broader business implications, he couldn't wait to tell Sandro the news. He knew how much his son pushed for the Marvel deal by saying how its future profit was immense, and would become a cash cow for them if they could manage it right.
As he was thinking of his son, Jack's phone buzzed with a message from Sandro, simply saying: "We did it, Dad. Still FCW tag team champs."
Jack smiled. He was proud—proud of what he had accomplished and even prouder of his son. They were both champions in their own right, each in their own arena.
As Jack sat in his office, reviewing the final paperwork for the Marvel deal, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He had just closed one of the biggest deals of his career, but in his mind, the real victory was knowing that his son was forging his own legacy, one match at a time and he still had many more to achieve with his young age.
The next morning, Sandro awoke in his bed, feeling the remnants of physical fatigue but mentally refreshed after a well-deserved rest. The previous night had been a whirlwind, but now that the adrenaline had worn off, a sense of calm satisfaction lingered.
His eyes drifted over to his desk, where the gleaming FCW Tag Team Championship belt rested. He couldn't help but smile. That championship symbolized all the hard work, sweat, and sacrifice he and Kofi had poured into their journey. Beating The Empire in that brutal Steel Cage Iron Man match was a defining moment for both of them.
After stretching and shaking off the last traces of sleep, Sandro slipped into his workout clothes. As much as he wanted to relish the victory, he was always aware that a champion's work never truly stopped. He laced up his running shoes, ready for his daily morning run.
He knew the importance of staying in top shape, both physically and mentally, and nothing cleared his mind better than a long run. His legs still felt heavy from last night's punishment, but he pushed through it, running a loop around the neighborhood. Each stride reminded him of his journey—where he had started and how far he had come.
The cool morning air refreshed him as he ran, his thoughts occasionally drifting back to the match—the impact of Kofi's Trouble in Paradise, the crowd's roar when he nailed The Dragon's Shot, and the deafening sound of the cage door slamming shut as they locked themselves inside with The Empire.
He could feel the exhaustion and bit of soreness in his body, especially where he had taken some of Drew's harshest hits, but it was all worth it. Sandro and Kofi had proven themselves again, and now they were on top of the world.
After an hour, he returned home, covered in sweat but feeling invigorated. He took a long shower, letting the hot water soothe his tired muscles. By the time he stepped out, the stiffness had eased, and his mind was more focused.
He was ready for whatever the day held. He made himself a healthy breakfast—scrambled eggs, whole grain toast, some bananas, and a protein shake—and sat down at his desk, turning on his computer.
As he ate, Sandro logged into his various social media accounts to check the aftermath of the previous night's FCW Halloween Pay-Per-View. He opened Twitter first, scrolling through the endless stream of tweets from fans, analysts, and even fellow wrestlers reacting to the match. The match between Dragon Boom and The Empire had become the talk of the wrestling world.
"@WrestlingFanatic89: Can't believe what I just witnessed! Dragon Boom and The Empire DESTROYED each other in that cage. Match of the year, hands down!"
"@EmpireForever: Still salty about The Empire losing, but mad respect to @Kofi and @Sandro. That was a war."
Sandro smirked, remembering the intensity of the battle. His fingers hovered over the retweet button as he scanned more reactions. Dragon Boom was trending across multiple platforms. Fans were dissecting every high spot, every close call, every moment of brutality inside the steel cage.
The FCW forum was buzzing too. A thread titled "Dragon Boom vs. The Empire: Steel Cage Iron Man Classic" was filled with posts analyzing the match.
"User: BoomNation: 'I've been a Dragon Boom fan from the start, but this match took things to a whole new level. The storytelling, the spots, the sheer brutality—these guys are the REAL DEAL.'"
"User: EmpireLoyalist: 'OK, I hate to admit it, but that match was a masterpiece. The Empire put up one hell of a fight, but Dragon Boom deserves those belts. Still...the Empire will be back, and next time, it'll be different.'"
Sandro chuckled to himself. He knew The Empire wasn't done with them. Drew and Stu were too proud, too relentless to accept two losses without planning their comeback. And Sandro welcomed it. Being a champion meant constant challenges, and he and Kofi would be ready for whatever came next.
As he read through the comments, a sense of pride welled up inside him. The match wasn't just a personal victory; it had resonated with fans on a deeper level. People were calling it one of the best tag team matches in FCW's history. For someone like Sandro, who had grown up dreaming of moments like these, it was surreal to be living it.
His phone buzzed, pulling him out of his thoughts. It was a message from Kofi.
"Yo, you see all this love we're getting? People are calling that match legendary! Guess we really made an impact last night, huh? Rest up, man, because when we come back, it's gonna be even bigger!"
Sandro smiled, texting back a quick reply. "We killed it, bro. The fans are loving it. Rest up and enjoy your time off. We've earned it."
But just as Sandro was reveling in the excitement surrounding his wrestling career, his thoughts shifted to his dad. Jack had missed the match, and Sandro knew it wasn't because his father didn't care—quite the opposite.
Jack had been neck-deep in negotiations with Marvel, a deal that had enormous implications for their family and for Nexum Core. Sandro had always admired his father's business acumen, but now that he was an adult, he understood the weight of decisions like this.
Sandro quickly checked the news for updates on the Marvel deal. Sure enough, headlines were already circulating about the acquisition. "Nexum Core Acquires Marvel for $3 Billion in Historic Entertainment Deal," one headline read. He clicked the article, eyes scanning the details.
Jack had pulled it off. After weeks of negotiations, Marvel was now part of Nexum Core. Sandro couldn't help but feel proud.
His dad had taken a huge risk, but one that could pay off massively in the years to come. Marvel's intellectual properties—Spider-Man, Iron Man, the X-Men—were cultural juggernauts, and with Jack's guidance and combined with his insight from his past life, Marvel could flourish in ways no one had ever anticipated. Sandro picked up his phone and sent his dad a message: "Just saw the news. Congrats on the Marvel deal! You made history, Dad."
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Name: Alessandro Zhang
Age: 18 (2008)
Birthplace: Orlando, Florida USA
Brand: FCW
Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Style
Faction: Dragon Boom (Tag Team)
Championship History: 1x FCW Tag Team Champions
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