Chicago 1990

"Hi, everyone in Germany, sorry I can't follow the crew to Berlin ......"

"Hello, Australian viewers ......"

The first two weeks of Blade Runner's release on July 4, the North American box office made 40 million in the first week, ranking second after the 60 million Batman and Robin, the next week was cursed to fall straight to the 20 million Batman and Robin box office, Blade Runner even with 40 million flat but the theatrical release increased excellent results to get the summer, the week before the National Day of Rice box office champion!

Catherine and her wife and Yeremov and Universal are all happy, and Universal has the Spielberg's Jurassic Park sequel before this summer, and APLUS Blade Runner after, and the results are encouraging.

Sonja's recovery is also going well, and he's in a good mood to hit the global box office by recording VCRs to take to air around the world, as requested by the Blade Runner publicity department.

By the way, speaking of Australia, "Song, are you really not coming back? I need you badly here."

After Song Ah Sang ran off to Australia with his family, Song Ya couldn't pull his personal accountant back even after numerous phone calls, so it seemed the old man was really determined to spend his days there.

"No can't, boss, uh ...... hey, that distant relative of my family ......" Song Ah Sang gulped on the phone.

"Song vigorously?" Song was not very enterprising and had been honestly helping Aunt Susie with the gate in Hyde Park, "It's okay, I'll look after him."

"No, the other one, I thought you said you needed a private lawyer?" Sonny asked.

"Oh, I'll interview him, he's scheduled to come over at noon."

Sung Ah Sang recommended a relative who had just become a junior partner at a small San Francisco firm, using Chinese was certainly more comfortable, and besides, his own personal lawyer wouldn't have as much authority as Goodman in the future, "By the way, what's his name?"

"Zesheng, Song Zesheng."

"OK."

After finishing law school in Yonaguni and then becoming a junior partner, Song Zesheng was at least thirty-something, looked particularly like a bulldog terrier, and appeared loyal and quite inviting at first glance.

"Are you a relative of Song Ah Sang? Doesn't look like an Etsy lookalike, huh?" And they could talk freely in Chinese between them, Sonja asked.

"Oh, my mother's from the north, boss." Song Zea smiled so much that his small eyes narrowed into slits.

"I see."

Song Ya tested each other a few questions, the level should be no problem, but he was working in an all-white lawyer to junior partner, must have two brushes, "By the way, I'm planning to go to law school at the end of the year ......"

"Uncle Song told me about the LSAT law test right? It should be fine for me to tutor, I haven't forgotten all the old stuff." Song Zesheng replied.

"Mm."

Satisfied in every way, what else is there to worry about with Song Ah Sang's relatives, and besides, Song has handed over the affairs of a private accountant, and he got himself another old white man the other day who should be more down-to-earth (this role will be skipped later), "Well? Were you born in China and received your primary and secondary education there?" He looked over the other man's resume, his brow furrowed.

"Yes, came here by family, studied at the university in Mi."

Song Zecheng replied and then hehe laugh, "I know you are worried about what boss, in fact, it does not matter, I think you do not need to avoid suspicion as much as before ...... To be honest, now like you can be welcomed over there star entrepreneurs, the rice business community with a lantern is not easy to find it, you can! Be generous and come and go over there."

"Oh, you don't understand." Sonja didn't want to talk too fine with a first timer.

"I understand, boss, of course I know the political correctness of this side, in fact, you don't have to worry too much, when the Mickeys need you to criticize that side to submit their names, you can also properly agree and do some critical work, I think that side can understand you."

I didn't expect Song Zesheng to say this very seriously, and then stared at himself with the glare of his spotlighted little eyes.

Big words, shallow intercourse ......

Sonja looked at the other man in confusion for a few moments, suddenly seeming to realize something.

"Okay."

Today was the day his two percent Netscape shares were released, and he threatened Jim Clark that he'd dump it all if no agency picked it up, and Jim Clark cursed but had no choice but to honestly introduce an agency to Chicago to board up the company.

"Too bad."

O'Grady looked at the contract at sixty-seven and a half dollars a share and was very unhappy.

It was hard to imagine that this stock had rushed to one hundred and seventy-two dollars last year, and the first two times it had been shot it had been able to get a good price of one hundred and thirty-five dollars, but Netscape was really not in a good position, and Microsoft bundled free Internet Explorer market share with a horrible steady curve of gradually rising, ten, fifteen, twenty percent, and now the market share had reached about thirty percent.

In order to maintain the technical advantage over IE, Netscape piled up new functions and features in the new version of Pilot browser.

"That's it."

Wasn't Sonia herself distressed? But unless the lawsuit against Microsoft for monopoly and unfair competition suddenly accelerates, Netscape should be no way to think about it, the two companies' volume and resource gap is too big.

He signed the transfer papers.

"You're going to regret this APLUS," said Jim Clark.

"I need the money, Jim."

Now that he was shot, six bullet holes, in a coma for five months and a lawyer who had colluded with his senior managers inside and out to steal all the money was very useful, one word shut Jim Clark up, and the Blade's pronouncements borrowed a lot of light.

Linda found a consulting firm to investigate, their own personal image is now even in the best period of seven years in the debut, there is almost no one who does not sympathize, last year, those bullshit backwards stove negative attacks all gone, suing rape of his first girlfriend Allie did not get a penny to silently withdraw the case disappeared, except for the Barnes case, the other plaintiffs are also laid to rest.

A+ pedal A+ wine industry president Reese, A+ clothing president Scott in all sorts of begging to see, was ignored after the double consciously voluntary to engage in small action to get the money back to pay back, a hundred times more respectful than before.

'APLUS officially parted ways with Netscape today, he transferred two percent of his shares to an investment fund for 108 million dollars, and with several previous moves, his two million angel investment that year gained more than a hundred times that, for a total of more than 200 million dollars.'

The news quickly exploded into the financial world.

"APLUS certainly did a great job with this deal, but the timing of his several strikes is questionable, you know Netscape's quarterly report is coming out soon, rumor ...... right? Actually, he might as well wait,"

CNBC's stock pundit said.

"But we all know he needs cash now, his namesake A+ Audio is on the brink of bankruptcy again, and there's a lose-lose lawsuit going on around the Amerika Music website."

The host countered, "Besides, if he could get his shot at the highs every time, we wouldn't need to run this show anymore, just read his investment statement."

"Haha, yes, no one is perfect, based on the match of his namesake stocks that were leaked from a property fight while he was in a coma before, his holdings in Microsoft, Cisco, AOL, and YAHOO have all appreciated a lot more than they did then, and now the IT industry is going up incredibly, it's really called a day's price ......"

The stock commentary sighs.

"Uh, the authenticity of that stock match is in doubt, and the news isn't necessarily true." The host reminded the audience, "APLUS would have been a prophet in the making if it was really that bought years ago."

"There is no doubt that APLUS is an absolute guarantee at the box office, dance out of my life, soccer Yojimbo, including the two-week release of Blade Runner, as long as he starred in the film all easily break 100 million at the box office, and the cost are not too high ...... profits amazing."

In the evening, another entertainment column was talking about Sonia's movie, "Will Smith's Men in Black opens next week, how do you think they'll fare, director Spike Lee?" Supporters asked guest Spike Lee.

"They're both benchmarks for African-American actors in Hollywood in recent years, both have single-handedly carried the box office, but I prefer APLUS," replied Spike Lee: "Blade Runner was great, used a lot of African-American actors, both men and women, the first African-American superhero movie, the first B-grade plasma movie, the Kung Fu action movie style superhero movie and great special effects."

"The special effects ...... aren't as much as the Men in Black, are they?" The host questions.

"I know, but I don't like the black man plot, it's the same old, old black man and white man double male and then the old black man is in charge of the gag next to the white man? Really, this is the kind of episode that makes me vomit." Spike Lee's position on this was pretty firm.

"So what do you think? Quincy." The host asked another guest, Quincy Jones.

"Blade Runner, one vote." Quincy Jones gives a thumbs up to the camera.

"Why does this old man say nice things about me?" Sonja turned off the TV in a good mood, "Wasn't Will Smith a beloved pupil of his?"

"He tried to pull a Will Smith to renew the Blood Sweat singer's contract and was played by Will Smith and dumped mercilessly." Linda replied.

"Hahaha! This old man doesn't take long to remember, he really deserves it!"

Sonja laughed freely, and the sound of his laughter echoed through the hall.

He was suddenly in a bit of a bad mood, Highland Park had gotten a bit lonely without little Robb running around the house and Sheryl Finn and the others had all gone back to Ireland.

When he woke up he could feel the well-hidden glances of sympathy, whether it was from PGE's lawyer, Jim Clark, Hallie or Zack Schneider or even most of those fans, fans of the movie ...... when they came into contact with him.

He actually disliked being sympathetic, but still had to use that sympathy in a really fragrant way for now.

"Where's Sloane?" He asked again.

"Over by the garage."

Ms. Sloan had converted the small building next to the garage into a 'war room', was very busy setting up the skeleton of A+ Assets Copyright and Asset Management's headquarters as required by PGE Law, as well as remotely working on Litman Publishing's educational film program, and communicating with the legal team over in Silicon Valley at all times.

"I'll go check on her."

Sonja manipulated the handle and the wheelchair went out smooth as silk, racing over to the garage.

"Slow down! Wait for me! Kid!" Old Mac was running after him, unable to catch up.

Several landlines were ringing endlessly in the war room, and Sloan was supervising his men answering them.

"Kim Wexler calls every day, APLUS, and hasn't made contact with Goodman and the others? I have a feeling that in ten days that group at Amerika Music is already on the verge of infighting." Seeing Sonja come in, Sloan asked.

"No answer."

Sonja was in no hurry and chose to keep stalling.

The best use of all his current business tactics was the 'stalling' technique, which had been in place since he bought that pedal company and was becoming more and more refined, "Talk? Sloan. "

"I'm busy here, okay, give me a minute."

She came out and sat down with Sonia towards the bench over the dock, "Go ahead."

"I'm going to have to talk to CNA Insurance and the people at Anschutz, the doctor at the University of Chicago Medical Center said that CNA Insurance tried to nudge him to issue an early certificate that I'm back in good health," Sonja said.

"Oh?" Sloan reacted with first class quickness, "They don't want to pay Anschutz that much money, do they?"

"Bingo." Sonja snapped a not-so-sounding finger, "I get my health back, then they won't have to pay for my breach of contract on Anschutz's world tour plans, at least not that much."

"What are you going to do?"

"I don't want to see CNA Insurance get that bad luck to pay out that much money because of me, and I feel like I'm recovering really well," Sonja replied.

"But it's too soon to be singing and dancing, right?"

"Sure ......" Sonia smiled bitterly.

"Then you ......"

"I don't know, let's get the two families over for an open and honest chat first."

"Okay, I'll meet them at work tomorrow morning."

"Hmm."

Sonja had nothing more to say.

"Anything else?" Sloan asked.

"You've lost weight again lately." Sonja suddenly reached out and fiddled with her blonde hair.

Sloane frowned, tilting back and examining Sonja's face.

"Hey." Sonja curled a strand of her hair around her index finger, playing with it.

Sloane raised her hand to push it away, unprepared for the other man to take advantage of a touch on the back of her hand, then rubbed it smoothly against the flesh of her arm.

"You ......" her expression became subtle.

"Hey." Sonja grinned, "I'm almost a month into my rehab workout ......"

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