Chicago 1990

Chapter 1047

"By the way, you hinted Ovitz and stop playing the tricks of Ibiza."

Song Ya told Sloan before returning to the court.The winner of this round of Disney’s internal struggle is Eisner. Ovitz has just been driven away... He doesn’t want to be used by Ovitz to deliberately leak information about his meeting with the media to imply influence and provoke the'Emperor' Ai Sna was jealous.

"So you don't make an appointment to meet on the set?" Sloan asked, the people coming and going on the set are difficult to keep secret.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Song Ya waved his hand, "Let old Mike arrange it."

After the strike, the football stunner crew must make up the progress of the shooting as soon as possible. Tomorrow will be the biggest ball game scene, and will share the stadium and group performances with the Apu Zhengchuan crew. There is no time to run outside, let alone Old Mike.

Oh, by the way, Estefan said that Shakira is going to run a business show in Miami tomorrow, and maybe take the time to come and have a look. There is also Amy, who flew back from Italy to visit the class. I heard that Xiao Li will also be there...

Really busy, he was both worried and looking forward to, "Taraji! Don't delay tomorrow!" When he ran to the middle circle, he reminded Taraji loudly.

"I know, I know!" Taraji rolled his eyes on the sidelines.

"What's the delay?" Mira asked from the other side.

"Nothing, help the crew to pick up people."

With the referee's whistle, the second half began.

Young people yelled and ran wildly on the court, Song Ya still kept asking for the ball, Mila continued to stroll in the midfield, passing and receiving occasionally.

'Boom!'

Kicked for about ten minutes, took a deep breath, adjusted the center of gravity, and volleyed!Song Ya finally missed a kick, the ball went straight to the dead corner, making a pleasant netting sound, and goalkeeper Josh Duhamel couldn't make it.

"YES!"

The celebration must be professional. He happily learned from the German golden bomber Klinsmann, who opened his arms, ran wildly on the court, and finally glided and dived into the turf, and his teammates rushed over to play Arhat.

Everyone was relieved.

"Forget it, I won't play anymore." Mira fell behind one by one, and she might feel a little dragged down, so she took the opportunity to ask for a replacement.

Just kicking and playing, there is no coach, the substitute players on both sides are'shared'. Several people waiting on the sidelines discussed it, and a member of the university team ran up.

"what happened?"

Due to excessive concentration, after the celebration, Song Ya saw Ms. Sloan wearing a female professional suit that was incompatible with the style of everyone’s painting, walking around the scene with a mobile phone, walking quickly, turning her head to look at herself from time to time. He ran over and asked if there was an emergency.

"Diane Lockhard." Sloan handed the phone over.

The Dream Lawyers asked for the Barn case. "Diane?" Song Ya took the phone.

"APLUS, we have just communicated with the prosecutor. The special prosecutor doesn't seem to mind placing the trial site in the South City Federal Court. We agree that this condition is very good, what do you think?" Diane Lockhard asked.

"The second best result again?"

Song Ya asked back.According to the previous statement of the Dream Lawyers, the Barn case is tried in the Illinois State Court in South City, which is in his best interest, and the Federal Court in South City is second, because the jury members are also from the local area. In addition to the high proportion of blacks there, it also involves To the difference between federal and state and a series of jurisdictions and applicable laws.

"Yes, but the probability of success in getting to the state court is very small. I think this transaction can be done." Cochran added.

"This is your consensus?" Song Ya asked.

"The special prosecutor may want to speed up the progress, so that our plan to file a jurisdiction dispute lawsuit until next year is out of order."

Only Hamlin disagrees, "Their weakness may be that they can't afford it, so we just can't be led by the nose to get into their fast pace."

"There is still a way to delay time."

Will Gardner retorted Hamlin over there, "Evidence disputes, jury selection, prosecution procedures omission..."

"APLUS?"

Everyone was waiting for their re-starter. Someone urged loudly. Song Ya hesitated. He just entered one and found some feeling...

"Wait a minute!"

He didn't plan to leave, and asked: "You arguing about the result first, and then let me make the final decision, OK? How long did the prosecutor give?"

"It's valid until twenty-four tomorrow." Cochrane replied.

Don't worry, "OK, we will have another conference call in one hour." Song Ya returned the phone to Sloan and returned to the court.

After losing a goal, the opponent looked a little embarrassed and angry. Several college team members began to show off and sent individuals to guard themselves.

The effect was immediate. Although his teammates insisted on feeding the ball all the time, Song Ya suddenly found it difficult to catch the ball. Even if he got the ball, he stumbled and stumbled on the sideline.

He had to increase his running.

"SHXT!"

After colliding with the opposing player's shoulder, Song Ya kicked a piece of upturned turf into the air.

From the corner of his eye, Sloan pointed to his mobile phone on the sidelines and signaled to himself, "Let's play, let me go down." He didn't play if he wasn't happy, just for amusement, he was not so competitive.

Goodman's phone call should have been from someone else from the Dream Lawyer Group, "Is it convenient to talk? APLUS." He asked.

"and many more."

Song Ya said hello to Mila and the others, and left the court with Sloan, and found a quiet place, with old Mike and other bodyguards watching the wind, "You said..."

"In a meeting with the prosecutor today, I feel that the special prosecutor is suggesting something, as if he is releasing goodwill."

Goodman is the one who knows the core secrets best. He will secretly observe the different perspectives from the others in the dream lawyer team. "That old man is suppressing the aggressive Childs, which is a bit abnormal."

"Goodwill? What kind of goodwill do you want to send me to jail..." Song Ya was indignant.

"At least they have the right motive to figure out why they did it."

Goodman advised: "Let Sloan go to Capitol Hill to inquire again?"

"She and I will meet with Ovitz tomorrow to talk about some of the more important... decisions concerning the future of my entertainment business." Song Ya said.

"I still don't think it's normal. Of course, it's not normal in the good direction. Let Sloan ask about it." Goodman insisted.

"I go."

Song Ya relayed Goodman’s opinion to Sloan, and she thought about it and said: “It’s not obvious who the special prosecutor will order. If Jesse Helms really intends to release goodwill to us, that’s great. Yes, I have to give the other party an answer before 24 o'clock tomorrow, right? Then I'll rush to Washington."

"Don't go back or be a trap like last time." Song Ya said worriedly.

"It's always right to have more information."

Song Ya nodded, "Okay, it's just that you have to work hard again... Take my plane." The bail order does not allow you to take a private jet, and it is okay to use it to transport others.

"Before 24 o'clock tomorrow, let A+CN not explode Dan Burton's material for the time being." Sloan reminded before leaving.

"I personally gave Gordon an order?" Song Ya asked.

"No, let me do it." Sloan thought for a while and shook his head.

"Gordon won't go alone again, will he?"

"No, Danburton has been re-elected to the Federal House of Representatives. If it weren't for the Barn case, Gordon's original plan was to collect more complete and conclusive black material, which suddenly exploded during the midterm elections two years later. Come out, sniper Dan Burton and be re-elected again. Rest assured, I will make Gordon obedient."

Sloan gave him a reassurance pill and shook it with twenty knives.

After returning to the studio to take a shower and clean up, Song Ya was helping to organize the luggage when Newman, the manager of his ex-wife, called.

"Howard Stringer is likely to announce the official candidate of Sony Columbia Records to take over John Carley tomorrow." Newman conveyed the internal news there for the first time. "It's a bit sudden. I thought it would be at the end of the year or early next year."

"Motula?" Song Ya asked.

"Not necessarily, it is possible, it is not good to say."

Newman couldn't be sure, "I hope it's not... Although his old ministry seems to be looking forward to it, those people are organizing the evening salon."

"Motura will participate?"

"do not know."

"Well, thanks, Newman."

Song Ya put down the phone with a solemn expression and looked at old Mike.

"Do you know how I feel? The second half begins, APLUS."

Sloan handed the trolley suitcase to the accompanying bodyguard outside the door, and picked up the briefcase, put it on his arms for the coat for the colder weather in Washington, turned his head when he walked to the door, and smiled.

(End of this chapter)