Chicago 1990

The next morning, Sonia Shakira and her group rushed to the FIFA convention in Lausanne to rehearse for the show and wait for the voting results.

"Let him rest a bit more, he's too tired."

Shakira looked sadly at Sonja, who was lying in the backstage lounge touching fish, "He only came back in the morning."

"Ugh."

Donovan and Hayden, who couldn't bear to tell the Latin girl about yesterday's breakdown with Bronfman Junior, noticed that Sonia wasn't sleeping, but was resting the back of her hand on her forehead, staring at the Oscars on the TV, sometimes closing her eyes with a pained expression.

"APLUS," Donovan took the phone over to him and showed him a text message.

'Universal Records President Doug Morris publicly urged the RIAA to pass an advertising ban and boycotted Copyright Dispute Committee Chairman Daniel Glass for his failure to play a constructive role on the record industry's side in the last round of voting and must be held accountable.'

The text message was an update from the William Morris Agency from Los Angeles on what had just happened.

"Hmm."

It looks like Doug Morris has seen the light and has chosen to decisively leave his relationship with Daniel behind to prove his loyalty to his boss.

He and David Geffen should both be very disappointed in their own performance last night, they had managed to pave the way with great difficulty, but they refused to bow their heads and go.

David Geffen will probably return to Rice and yell at himself as much as he yelled at Ovitz, to curry favor with Bronfman Jr.

Then it was inevitable that Daniel Glass would step down after the vote last night ......

Bronfman Jr. was unfazed by his harsh words, and your son shrugged his shoulders with a sneer and walked away without a word.

The consequences of offending the Bronfman family were dire, as the joint venture between A+ Records and Universal's Geffen Records, all of which were distributed by Universal, involved the future of himself, Fergie, Mira, Brenda, Mon, Dionne Wilson, and all the other artists signed to the label.

Song Ya before the heart calculation, because of his signature fee extraordinarily take more, early termination of the default penalty is naturally sky-high, not counting the current special, the remaining one new song a selection of the default penalty depending on the specific circumstances of about 120 million to 150 million knife, if the default, equal to their own half of the A + recordings sent in vain to pay.

A+, which has signed a long-term underwriting contract with Seagram, would be devastated if its flagship product, Grey Goose Vodka, gets stuck in the channel.

Universal Pictures still has distribution contracts for a sequel to Dancin' Out of My Life and two sequels to Blade Runner.

And of course Littman Media's IPO losses due to the advertising ban.

These are still for the little Bronfman, just move your mouth to make a few phone calls to get the small things, the rich three generation is no longer reliable, the resources in the hands of almost crushing, far from the time full of ruthless words Mottura comparable.

The first thing that you need to do is to think about it.

Money, he must be richer to have the capital to fight with the rich third generation, he suddenly had a sense of urgency, even if he had to endure the pain of the convergence of the fragments of the apocalypse, looking in his mind for the apocalypse during the coma movies, music and other investment revelations.

In addition to The Girl Next Door and The Wolf of Wall Street, there are also the original Dancin' Out of My Life 2, Growing Up Education, Fifty Shades of Grey, Requiem for a Dream, The Exploding Drummer, etc., etc., etc., etc., a lot of them.

"Eh? Donovan? Did you know there's a legendary black doctor at Johns Hopkins Hospital, Vivian Thomas? Was it his involvement in the invention of a new cardiac surgical procedure that saved infants from cyanosis? His picture still hangs on the wall at Johns Hopkins Medical School?"

But not many black movies? Did he pick one of them? The title 'Something The Lord Made' seemed to have some award potential, about a man who worked his way up from carpenter to Johns Hopkins Hospital in an era of racial discrimination. The story of an individual who worked his way up from carpenter to Johns Hopkins Hospital in an era of racism and finally gained world recognition.

"Don't think about that now APLUS, will you take a break? We need to talk about the future when we're done for the day."

Donovan was a little baffled by his sudden mention of an unrelated matter? s advice.

"But you don't have to act like headless flies right now, just do some work when you have time."

Sonja glanced up at him, "Personally, I suggest you William Morris don't forget that I always win."

"Okay." Donovan and Hayden both picked up the phone and called back to Mickey to inquire? Soon? Hayden returned, "Vivian Thomas yes, there was this guy, died in '85, and there's an '89 biographical novel 'LikeSethingtheLordMade' that tells the story."

"Have Yeremov buy the rights to the movie adaptation as soon as possible. Then there's Requiem for a Dream, and also see if there's an original."

"Little Huppert Selby's seventy-eight year old novel RequiemforaDream."

"OK?Let Yeremov talk about it."

"Growing Education?"

"Never heard of it, never asked about the book."

"Fifty Shades of Grey?"

"No? Neither did the burst drummer."

He had Donovan and Hayden in stitches, and was able to ease their apprehension for a while? Then someone from outside burst into the break room, "There seems to be an incident at the venue? Some of the delegates are staging a mass walkout in protest!"

"Shh!" Sonia stops everyone's panic? Point to the TV.

The reason for the jet lag? It's already nighttime in the Philippines, and this year's Oscars didn't feature a male and female guest list, with the presenters taking the stage alone and with little room for personal expression. Cheryl Lynn Fenn, wearing a slender Dior dress, was greeting the star-studded audience in an amorous and charming way, and the camera followed her in close-up until she stood behind the stage and said, "Uh ......."

The gorgeous face of Hollywood's golden age was never less than beautiful, with big red lips, a purposely thick teardrop, and short platinum hair, quite a kind of Eliza Taylor and Monroe temperament, but unfortunately, the stage style was not superstar enough, she had visible nervousness, the upper half of the exposed cup rose and fell sharply, which was breathtaking. Exceptional works of art are the work of the artists, and we will introduce these five works in a dance format ...... please."

Then the dance performance incorporating elements of the five films began, and she disappeared from the screen.

"What's going on?" That's when Sonja asked the person who had come to tell him the news.

"It seems to say that the presidential election will be postponed until June." The man replied.

Everyone in the lounge looked at each other, Estefan knew more about FIFA, "Is our theme song just a small thing, also postponed to June? The record industry can't afford to wait to play the World Cup, which opens in August!"

"No, that should be decided at the afternoon brief."

"That's okay."

The crowd was relieved again, and Sonja continued to watch as Sherin Finn waited for the dance performance to end and presented the award to Andulie, the female soundtrack composer for the Six Strong Men of Light Pigs soundtrack.

Small awards, this is already the middle of the Oscar ceremony, the Titanic crew before and after has been on stage to accept the award, quite a trend of wild sweep.

"Haha, Lee stopped by to be interviewed by the press while dining in a restaurant, I think it was intentional,"

Hayden took a gossip call and laughed, "Looks like he has a deep grudge against the Oscar jury."

"So what do we do?"

Estefan didn't bother with the plum, he asked.

"Not until the afternoon anyway, lunch first?" Hayden offered.

"Okay, just bring me some back."

The engineer had just finished setting up the internet in the break room, and Sonja took his laptop and hooked it up, accessing the Amerika Music website with a very slow internet connection, checking his account login and forum posting privileges, the dedicated voice channel that had played such an important role in fighting Oprah might be useful again.

Last night he first informed Sloan about the breakdown, and Sloan complained a bit but could only go in search of a remedy.

The French song was 'Do you mind if I play soccer?', which was recognized by France as the official theme song by the organizers, and would be a bit higher.

"You guys keep it down!"

Shakira stopped the cheering people in the lounge, where Sonja had fallen asleep and was snoring evenly.

But he couldn't sleep for long, FIFA's side of the promotion of the interface people immediately found, from now on, the Cup of Life and WeAreOne will get the world's number one sports organization's resources.

'Doodle, doodle, doodle ......'

It was only in the evening that Sonia appeared on stage to release her energy and enthusiasm to the stirring Latin drumbeats and trombones, but unfortunately, due to the undecided choice of the chairman, the audience, including Anon and Blatter, were not in high spirits.

", chasing glory, chasing the cup of life."

It seems that a man can't live without love, nor without enemies, and the pressure of competition is what makes him fight harder.

", fight for her!"

"Si! Yes!" Shakira and the musicians echoed loudly.

"! Fight for her!"

"Si!"

"Tuyyo!Aleale you and I ahhhhhhhh ......"

Ah le? Out of the corner of his eye, Sonja saw a familiar face at the bottom of the stage, just like at the Grammy's. It was Mila, sitting in the corner of the front row, smiling and clapping to herself.

Shakira, obrigado.

Thank you, Shakira.

émeu, éseu, hojeétudonosso

It belongs to you and it belongs to me, and today we belong to each other.

Quandoeuhamoundointeiroprajoga

When I extend an invitation to the world

épramostrarqueeuposso :(/)

I'll show you that I can do it!

He and Shakira then sang WeAreOne, and he stepped aside to give center stage to a short Latin girl wearing a navel-baring outfit and her own pair of tight leather pants.

Shakira's waist was lower, and as she sang she motor-hooked her bosom around the stage, with a Middle Eastern belly dance element, and her slender waist, back to 100% after childbirth, kept the older men in the audience riveted.

"What are you doing here?"

Leaving his worries behind, Sonia celebrated at the reception dinner that followed, socializing with the FIFA people and expanding his network.

He saw Mira again.

"Remember in South America when we ...... were there that time Anon and Mr. Bailey?"

Mira was simply dressed in a neutral style short jacket and jeans, Mao Mei's ex-girlfriend and Sherin Finn was another quality compared to Shakira, the one that once fascinated her deeply, "A FIFA guy left me his card, and then I found out he was Mr. Blatter's nephew."

"Oh?"

"Anyway, we met up and talked again later in Europe, and I knew you were trying to get FIFA's support, so I ......"

Shakira listened vigilantly to the exchange between the two, stuck close to Sonia and deliberately rubbed against her body, Sonia casually grabbed her waist, smooth entry.

Mila smiled down at the scene and continued with an open gaze, "So I helped out a little bit too."

"Haha, Mila, you're not helping out 'a little'."

One of her co-agents, Hayden, lowered his voice to help explain to a foggy Sonja, "She convinced the Futenma Football Association, and another ex-Small Nations Football Association, to support Mr. Blatter."

"But I'm not sure, so I forbid Hayden to tell you in advance," Mira added.

"Wow ......"

Sonja was moved, "This is critical for me, it's not easy to do, right?"

"Okay, I'm over there counting red." Mira waved her hand casually.

"Mira knows the top politicians over there." Hayden cheerfully.

I didn't expect to just say that I wouldn't rely on a woman, but in the end, I was still passive and Sonia was speechless for a moment, looking at her face and murmuring, "Thank you anyway."

"Well, I might attend the opening YSL (Yves Saint Laurent) show, see you then?" Mira raised her glass.

"Okay, I'll see you then."

Sonja realized something from her overly calm attitude, not wanting to wait for some 'till then', and looking for someone to act on the opportunity found her at the dinner again.

"You ......"

Without letting her say anything more, I took her hand and snuck into the bathroom stall.

Just like back then, she kissed her dominantly.

"No, no."

She closed her eyes in ecstasy at first to accept the long kiss, but quickly put her hand against the man's chest, "APLUS, not ever again." She looked straight at him with her emerald eyes, "You've been good to me, Mistress of the Movies, and Records ...... but I don't like to do that with other women, not ever again."

"I ......"

Mira blocked Sonja's mouth with her finger, which was trying to say something lovey-dovey or something like that in an effort to save her mouth, "I'll pay you back this time, even though I know it's a small thing for you ......".

She smiled, then went around herself and pushed the door open, winking back playfully, "Just like before?"

"Mira ...... "Sonia didn't know what to say again, she really shouldn't be so selfish, "Don't say that."

"So?" She asked.

"...... Okay."

"Um, bye?"

"Bye."

"Bye." She spilled a hand up and waved, turning away.