Chicago 1990

There was no news about Roger Ayres fainting on the street, Song Ya didn't know what happened there, let alone contacted Cheney again.

In the afternoon of the week, he ended BabaYetu's rehearsal on time. The three-minute sketch is now in place. The team of more than 30 musicians was successfully turned to the original Apocalypse processing route by him. Now occasionally problems occur. It is a chorus, but there are more professional choir conductors staring at it, and the row effect is also good. After all, hundreds of amateur and semi-amateur choruses of old and young, the audience and audience will not be too demanding.

"Xue Lin, wait with me to visit Quincy Jones?"

When the musicians left the rehearsal room, he picked up his mobile phone, "I have asked Linda to pick you up. We met at the entrance of the hospital."

"Okay! Wait for me for half an hour!" Xue Linfen was very happy, "I haven't put on makeup yet."

"It's just going to the hospital to visit the patient. Don't dress up for too long, wear a relatively low-key long coat... No, no Robb, just the two of us."

Song Ya asked to hang up the phone, humming a song and began to pack his personal belongings such as music scores. Although he didn't know many things under the water, FoxNews finally died down this week, and he was in a good mood.

"Go to the hospital first, then to the treasurer's house at night?" Old Mike walked in and asked.

"Yes, it's all made."

Song Ya handed him the briefcase. In the evening, he was responsible for introducing the plastic brother Jordan to the Madoff Foundation.

"It's all a definite schedule." Old Mike complained dissatisfiedly: "Especially at night."

"It's okay, Mike, I have an appointment with Jordan. If I'm betrayed by someone at that kind of occasion, I'll admit it."

After repeated fierce resistance and money raids, all hidden dangers seemed to have disappeared, except for Motura, "Christmas..."

"I will look for opportunities to completely eliminate the Italian." Old Mike nodded.

"Ok."

MJ is still performing global concerts and has not reacted to the pressure of public opinion in the United States, so Motura is still his manager, but Song Ya no longer wants to wait. Just Christmas, he also made an accident. I don't know when I can take off the heavy body armor.

'Fox Pictures confirmed that it received a key investment of approximately $30 million from CNA Insurance Company to save their Titanic project.'

'Fox Pictures has fled back from the cliff of bankruptcy and liquidation. Their creditors can breathe a sigh of relief. This good news has significantly boosted News Corp's share price performance this week.'

'CNA Insurance Company issued an emergency announcement stating that the transaction with Fox Pictures is a private investment of a long-term customer of the company. They are only responsible for escrow and underwriting of capital and will not cause any negative impact on the company's operations.'

"A Hollywood source who asked not to be named revealed that the long-term customer of CNA Insurance Company is the singer APLUS, and the money is more than 30 million, but 60 million..."

Song Ya listened to several broadcasts on the road. The capital market is definitely not optimistic about the Titanic project. Therefore, CNA Insurance will immediately issue a statement to clarify when it learns that Fox Pictures has been involved, otherwise his stock price will also Will be looked down upon, although 30 million is not a lot of money in the insurance industry.

Old Mike parked the car in the VIP parking space of the University of Chicago Medical School Hospital, and went down to set up security. Linda and Xue Linfen, who had arrived earlier, got into the car, "Many people are laughing at you and investing in Cameron’s ship. A big ship destined to sink." Linda said.

"Has the news spread to the record industry?" Song Ya asked.

"Of course, everyone has been talking recently."

Linda answered.

"Yeah." Song Ya nodded. Now it doesn't make sense to argue. Isn't it rare that he was not optimistic when he invested?

"I seemed to be photographed by a reporter just now."

Said Xue Linfen, who was wearing a low-key style long trench coat with only light makeup and wrapped her hair with a gauze scarf.

"It's okay. Now most media will contact Linda before posting my lace news.

At any rate, I can be regarded as a big media boss. A+CN, Inner City Broadcasting Company... After the official purchase of Litman Publishing at the beginning of next year, the business will expand. If it is not for fighting against conservative media, the industry Some of the hidden benefits between one's own people should have been entitled to it long ago.

"Really?" Xue Linfen was taken aback.

"Let me listen." Song Ya lowered her head against her belly, and the two chatted with their children. Old Mike came over and knocked on the window of the car, so she asked her to get out of the car with her arm and head to Quincy Jones. Ward.

Bring Xue Linfen to him for a purpose. Rashida himself suggested that it was just a good memory, so don't have other thoughts.

"Hey, Quincy."

Quincy Jones was awake, lying halfway on the hospital bed talking, and he seemed to be recovering well. There was a circle of people standing around the bed.

He cheeky and brought Xue Linfen into the door with enthusiasm, "Pierre, Rashida."

Except for Rashida and Quincy Jones himself, not many people know why the old man has a heart problem. Song Yaxian shook hands with Pierre Sutton, smiled at Rashida, who looked lonely at Xue Linfen, and left. Before reaching the hospital bed, he took the flower basket in Linda's hand and placed it at the head of the bed, "How is it? Are you feeling better?"

Quincy Jones glared.

"Hehe, this is..." He didn't bother to care about the old man, and then looked at the charming middle-aged white woman in front of the hospital bed.

"My mother." Rashida Jones replied.

Sure enough, it was the Jewish actress Peggy Lipton, and Rashida also looked like her, "Hello." Song Ya shook hands with the scrutinizing gaze of the other person, and her eldest daughter Kidada Jones was also there, "Hello Kiddada, long time no see. Uh..."

It’s not right. How come the old man’s only son, Jones III, the half-mother of the Rashida sisters, also came. He was also signed on death row records. After 2PAC was shot and killed, Quincy Jones was sent to Europe. "Hello , Came back from Europe? "You are..."

He continued to say hello, and saw another white woman younger than Peggy Lipton and better maintained, holding a little girl about three years old in her hand.

"Natasha, this is Little Kenya."

The woman stretched out her hand generously. Oh, it turned out to be the new favorite of Quincy Jones' legend, European actress Natasha Kinsky. The little girl she was holding should have been born to Quincy Jones, with a trace of mixed blood. Shida was even less obvious, she was very cute, and she was a little beauty.

Speaking of which, this woman is a few years older than Xue Linfen, and she has also appeared in erotic films. Her life experience is so legendary that she began to take exposure shots when she was a child. An exposure photo with a python became popular all over the world. She was fifteen years old with a famous pedophile. Director Polanski, besides this child, should have also given birth to a child with a Middle Eastern businessman.

When Polanski was called and beaten by everyone, she was one of the few to support each other, because Polanski was relatively the most'authentic' among those scumbag directors in Europe, and she favored her official girlfriend status. As the heroine, she filmed the most well-known movie "Tess" she has starred in. Before and after meeting Polanski, she was a box office poison much more famous than Xue Linfen, that pit Al Pacino hid on Broadway and settled for four years.” She is the heroine.

She feels a lot like Mila, with a kind of free and easy temperament that Qianfan reads everything, and her parents seem to be more disgusting than Mila’s pair. As a famous German actor, her father was even accused of sexual assault by her sister. .

"Humph!"

After the two held their hands, Song Ya noticed the weird atmosphere in the ward after hearing the most straightforward Kedarda Jones snorted. In addition to Kinsky’s mother and daughter, there were two pure black women present, who should be Quincy Jones. The one born to his wife, who was about the same age as Kinsky, stood a little far away and watched all this indifferently.

It turned out to have caught up with the live broadcast of the giants' grievances!Hey, this old scumbag...makes it himself!

"What did the doctor say?" he asked Pierre Sutton.

"The heart problem is not serious, and you can be discharged soon." Pierre Sutton replied.

"Well, that's good, take more rest for Quincy."

He wanted to end the mission and leave after saying a few routines about visiting patients, but was stopped by Quincy Jones, "You go out first, I will talk to APLUS alone." The old man said.

Everyone in the house went out obediently, "Xue Lin, you go out too." The old man looked at Xue Linfen again, and Song Ya had to send her away.

"I don't know why. I am sick. Everyone seems to have stopped arguing and treated me a lot better. Help me sit up, APLUS." The old man seemed to have an okay attitude, struggling to sit up straight while nagging. body.

Is it because you are thinking about your legacy?Song Ya complained in his heart and took a few pillows to cushion him behind.

Several groups of relatives who belonged to different'camps' walked out of the ward and immediately dispersed. There was no communication with each other. Xue Linfen talked with Natasha Jinsky who felt closer, "Are you still taking the show?" ask.

"Well, there is no way to run between Hollywood and Hollywood in Europe, but to make milk powder money for the children..."

Natasha Kinski couldn't seem to see the death gaze of Paige Lipton's mother and daughter in the corridor, and replied, "I was filming Fathers' Day recently, with Robin Williams."

"Wow……"

"How about you? Go back to Hollywood after giving birth?" Natasha Kinsky noticed her bulging belly.

"Of course." Xue Linfen replied with a happy face touching her belly: "I'm now behind the scenes."

"Behind the scenes? That's a shame, you are still so young and beautiful..."

"No, no, I'm thirty years old." Xue Linfen smiled bitterly and waved.

"This is Hollywood, isn't it?" Natasha Kinski felt sorry for the sickness. "I don't want to pick up a mom's show like me... What behind-the-scenes position have you transferred?"

"The producer, some time ago, I was busy with the main story of Apu, starring Jared Leto. It has already been set, and it will start painting last month." Xue Linfen replied.

"Producer?"

Natasha Kinsky was stunned, then glanced up and down at Xue Linfen again, a few seconds later, he uttered a scream of "ah!" with a somewhat envy and jealous exclamation, and then rummaged through the bag for a cigarette case to hide his uneasiness. I let it be ignited by Xue Linfen, "I've heard of that project, Hollywood Pictures."

"Yes, a co-production with A+ Film Studio." Xue Linfen was very satisfied with her reaction, feeling cool from head to toe.

"Smoking is not allowed in the hospital! Biyi!" Kidada Jones immediately opened his voice.

Natasha Kinsky rolled her eyes over there, trying to find something to pinch the cigarette out, the ECG monitor in the ward suddenly made a rapid beep, and then APLUS rushed out the door in a panic, "Nurse Nurse! Doctor!" he shouted.

"Daddy!" Rashida rushed in first.

"Let's go." Song Ya grabbed Xue Linfen's hand and ran out.

"No... not so good?" Xue Linfen was a little scared, "What did you just do to him?"

"I didn't do anything, the old thing still wants me to be responsible? Humph! He won't be playing fairy dance with his daughter, fucking..."

Song Ya gave way to the doctors and nurses who had rushed over, and ran back to the parking lot while cursing, "Mike! Mike, drive!" Without waiting for Linda, he slipped away.

In the evening, after receiving the news that Quincy Jones was okay, he went to the Chicago treasurer's house again and put on the mask that the other party had prepared.

"Welcome Michael Jordan to be one of us, and brother."

It’s still the old way. He and other people wearing cloak masks surrounded Jordan, who was a little funny. Maybe he had reacted like this before. This secret society game can be very bluffing, especially for the first time. The young.

However, it was his turn to play the role of the tycoon Picauer and lead Jordan to take the oath, "Please read your oath." Still in the dim room only lit by candlelight, he said in a very formal old-school tone.

"Uh, uh... I, Michael Jordan swore to join our common foundation, taking friendship, mutual help, silence and good deeds as virtues..."

Jordan's recitation is better than he had originally, but it is not important.

"Cough." The treasurer coughed.

Song Ya stretched out his right hand and approached Jordan in the center of the circle together with the others, then put his hand on his shoulder together, and continued to make a back incision.

"Our biggest rule is to have a strict mouth..."

After the ceremony, he helped Jordan’s back, who was still a little bit stunned, walked out of the room, and did his best to make the final instructions, "We like you, and we hope that the selected people will not talk nonsense. You know, we are just a group of businesses The collection of people is not a real secret society or any organization. It has no coercive force on people, but...everyone doesn't like people with bad rules."

"I understand." Jordan, who had made a lot of money after his comeback, replied. This time he invested 20 million, but the Madoff Foundation did not give him the kind of power to attract newcomers.

His agent, David Falk, was waiting outside by the car, exactly the same as Goodman's reaction at the beginning. He looked at him with very relieved eyes and asked, "Did they accept you?"

"Yes." Jordan replied, "It went well."

"Okay, okay." David Falk was a little choked up, "Thanks, APLUS."

"I should do it." Song Ya smiled and shook hands with David Falke. Before getting into the car, he pointed to Jordan's mouth again.

"Relax, brother." Jordan nodded solemnly.

At the same time, Xiao Lizi has finished other work and returned to the Titanic studio to report.

He walked into the studio and found that the staff tacitly put down what they were doing when they saw him, and then all stood up straight and paid attention to himself, with a very serious and respectful attitude, "Why...what's the matter? "This formation made him somewhat inexplicable.

'Fuck!'No one answered, but suddenly everyone applauded at the same time, becoming more and more enthusiastic.

"Welcome your child."

Director Cameron came here very sincerely and hugged him tightly into his arms, slapped his back and said: "It's okay, it's okay, everything is over... My child, it's all over..."

He realized the reason, resting his head on Cameron's shoulders, and tears of grievance dripped from the corners of his eyes.

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