Standing in the field of dreams, tryna see a hundred mil
1 million dollars simply isn’t the goal of hustlers. 10 million is hardly an acceptable net-worth if you’re really about your business. 100 million dollars.
Wake up, will ya, pal? If you’re not inside, you’re outside, okay? And I’m not talking a $400,000 a year working Wall Street stiff flying first class and being comfortable, I’m talking about liquid. Rich enough to have your own jet. Rich enough not to waste time. Fifty, a hundred million dollars, buddy. A player, or nothing. Now, you had what it took to get into my office; the real question is whether you got what it takes to stay.
Also, Ross is alluding to the Kevin Costner movie about a baseball field in the middle of Iowa where dead ballplayers emerge out of the cornfields to play.
“If you build it, they will come.” is a famous line from the film — this is comparable to the Maybach Music Empire that Ross has built. Make quality music, and people will buy it.
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