Chicago 1990

A few days later, at nine o'clock at night, Song Ya still stood downstairs at Radio A.

No way, I can't find a suitable place in a short time, or it is too expensive, or the surrounding residents do not accept the recording studio, or the law and order cannot meet the requirements.

Mila has returned to the Blue Coral Reef crew to Fiji. Di Lai is about to come to work. He is the first full-time employee of Song Ya. The annual salary of A+ general manager is 35 thousand. Then I Feel It Coming recorded Also give him a weekly salary.There is no place to work for him without a double salary, which Song Ya will never bear.

I had to take the big A into consideration. It just so happened that Cooper came to Chicago for publicity, and he was going to participate in the big A radio program in the evening, and he happened to meet him here and kill two birds with one stone.

"The surrounding environment and public security are pretty good."

Song Asheng looked around. He pointed to the eleven-story building that was at least a few dozen years old. “This building belongs to the estate management fund of an old money family. In addition to adjusting rents at market prices, as long as the tenants abide by the law and are on time. They usually don’t take the initiative to drive people when they pay rent."

"Although this is the site of GD, now you see that the law and order are good, you have to be careful after 11 o'clock in the evening. Robberies often happen. You must bring a $50 to $10 on your body. You will not be embarrassed by the money. But don’t be afraid of 10,000, just in case, it’s better not to stroll around here alone in the early morning..." Al added, pointing to an alley in the distance, "There is a sales point of GD there. It’s his own person. Now, a rich white guy drives in, pays the money with one hand and delivers the goods with one hand, and a transaction will not exceed thirty seconds."

At this time, a black man wearing a GD flower turban appeared in the alley, looking at them, it should be Al's pointing that caused their vigilance.

"Hey, brother!" Al raised his hand to GD's gang gesture.

The man nodded to this side and retreated into the darkness of the alley.

"Fine."

It seems that Al is right. Big A is a chicken thief. Outside, he gives people the impression of a street where gangs are very open, but the location of the radio station to settle down is very "coincident". His own gang site, law and order is acceptable. The owner is very formal, and that kind of "sales point" is basically available throughout the city, which is inevitable.

The three people entered the building. The building was very deserted at night, but the property security was all available. The Big A radio station was on the fourth floor. Song Ya deliberately went to the third and fifth floors to look at them. They were all regular companies. The third floor was the first and second floor shopping malls. On the fifth floor is the book warehouse of a publishing company. No one is there during the day or night, so you may be reported to disturb the people if the musical instrument is loud like that at home.

Both elevators are the kind of old objects with fences, and the interior decorations are all old.

"The rents of new office buildings are very expensive, there is no way," Song Asheng said.

When he came to the fourth floor, the radio station of Big A was Room 401. The room he took out and sublet was entered by another door. The nameplate on the door was 401A.

"Not bad, it can avoid risks. If something happens over there, there will be no legal entanglements with us." Song Asheng was very satisfied with this.

"Do you think it's ok here?" Song Ya asked him.

"Boss, it's such a place according to your budget." Song Asheng told the truth.

"Ugh!"

Song Ya raised his hand and was about to knock on the door. Suddenly the door was pulled open from the inside, and Cooper was the first to rush out, and the two of them slammed into a hug.

"APLUS! Let's talk again when we have a chance!" Cooper dropped his words and ran out with his attendants sullenly, and disappeared in an instant.

"FXXX!"

Big A's angry shout came from inside. He covered his nose, blood flowing from his fingers, and two of his attendants grabbed a baseball bat and chased it out.

"Hey! Escoper! Don't let me see you again! Lame face doesn't work in Chicago!"

His fat body can't catch up,

"No gun, not bad." Song Ya secretly added another point next to him.

"APLUS, right?"

Da A turned around angrily, saw Song Ya, complained, "Aren't you our GD's own person? Why didn't you stop him for me just now!"

"Sorry."

Song Ya shrugged, "I didn't react."

"Oh..."

Big A was holding his nose and bending over and groaning in pain, his two little brothers quickly dropped the bats to find gauze and potion.

After he stopped the bleeding, Song Ya also understood the ins and outs. It is very simple. The big A has always supported NWA, and naturally there is nothing good to say to Cooper who turned out of NWA. This time Cooper came to the door by himself. May miss the opportunity for cynicism.

Although Cooper was born in a high-knowledge family and well-educated, he has been in the street rap circles for so many years, and he has become a big hit. How can he be a bird of a radio DJ who is only slightly famous in Chicago, and make a decisive shot. Run away.

"Hey! Stay with me, let's help each other, 1+1 is greater than 2, okay? APLUS, I know that you have created two platinum singles, which are in the limelight, but don't underestimate me..."

Ten minutes later, at about thirty years old, Big A with dirty braids and big thick gold chain followed Song Ya, opening his mouth as a rap, "In Chicago, as long as I move my mouth, I can at least help you sell 100,000 more records. Really, I never brag about it."

"Ok."

Song Ya agreed one by one, concentrating on measuring the area of ​​401A with steps.

"Recording studio, control room, office... There can also be a foyer and a front desk, just right." He estimated according to the layout of Old Joe's music, and the size was just enough."Can the rent be lowered?"

"Brother, don't be like this. If I hadn't lost the custody lawsuit with my ex-wife, I wouldn't rent this place to others, look!"

Big A points to the pool table erected in the corner. "The place that used to be this big was a place for me and my brothers to relax and relax. Look..."

He pointed to the two large arcade machines on the other side of the wall, "Your rent will be paid to that woman, damn it, I shouldn't get married! Her lawyer is driving me crazy during this time."

The arcade machine was still plugged in, Song Ya held the joystick and tried, and the PAC-MAN on the screen began to eat beans.

He went to the radio station of Big A again. Without 401A, the remaining 401 is only a lounge, an office and a broadcasting studio. In addition to broadcasting equipment, there are various vinyl records in the broadcasting studio. Two or three people are sitting.

He glanced at Song Asheng, "Boss, this price is so good to talk about." The old man said in Chinese.

The big A next to him was at a loss.

"All right, that's it." Song Ya stretched out his fist, "The decoration staff will move in as soon as possible. Please cooperate."

"Hey! Brother, that's right! No problem, it's all on me!"

Big A skillfully handles a complex set of punches, then hugs each other, turns around and blows to the two attendants, "Let's talk, APLUS will be my brother in the future, Big A, A+, are all in the same family, understand? Logging tired!"