Chicago 1990

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, Song Ya sat by the phone and waited quietly.

Alicia Flock, a defense attorney he hired at a high price, suggested keeping a low profile. As stars, neither he nor Lori will attend today’s bail hearing, lest the media take greater interest in Tony’s case.

This kind of hearing does not require any court debate. The defendants line up and are brought to the judge. After the prosecution and the defense lawyer simply confront the evidence for a few times, the judge will make a judgment, which usually takes no more than twenty. minute.

Next to him, Emily looked at Little Freddie sitting on the floor playing with toys, while Aunt Susie and Connie were chatting while waiting.

"I heard Tyronn say that GD had a big victory recently, and they secretly transferred a group of gunmen from Mississippi..." Connie spread the gossip.

"Stop talking about it, Bitch."

Aunt Susie scolded: "Don't you think we are not annoying enough? How is Tyron's business?"

"Not very good, but good enough. When the child is born, we will be the most complete and happy family in Nancheng." Connie touched her belly to show off proudly.

Aunt Susie, who was poked in the pain, hummed and said nothing.

Hayden walked in and handed the newly bought mobile phone to Song Ya, "You make a list, and I will notify you of your new number."

Song Ya wrote a list and gave it to him, and then played with this Motorola MicroTAC alpha, which is much smaller and lighter than the common bricks. The microphone is made into a flip cover, which can be folded when not in use, blocking the dial button in the lower half. , The thin antenna can also be stowed away, and there is no problem in putting it into the suit pocket, but there will be some people, because the battery behind it is still very thick.

The small and light price is more than three thousand knives.

"No Mira?" Hayden asked after reading the list.

"She always holds the phone and makes endless calls."

Song Ya confessed to him, "You can tell her briefly about the troubles on my side, tell her not to come to Chicago at this time and give me a surprise idea. Now I'm being watched by the tabloid reporter."

"Understood." Hayden agreed.

The phone rang at home, Song Ya picked up the receiver, "Goodman? How about? OK... You thank Alicia for me, and then take Tony home."

He put down the microphone and let out a long sigh of relief, "Tony is released on bail."

"Yeah!" Aunt Susie and Connie celebrated happily.

He stood up, looked at the street outside through the window, as if there was no paparazzi, took the phone and walked outside the door with Hayden.

"Aren't you welcoming Tony home with us?" Aunt Susie asked.

"He won the award for his meritorious service, and he has to be greeted..." Song Ya complained, "I have to wipe his butt."

Don’t look at the black women in Nancheng who are not polite to Tony boys who are making trouble on the outside, but their concept of law-abiding is actually not very strong. If a man commits a crime, it is bad luck. Escape punishment is worth celebrating. It’s good to go home and mix out, they don’t care how the money comes from...

When he went to the underground parking lot to sit in the Dodge Dynasty in Shanghai, he put on a peaked cap and lay almost flat in the back seat, carefully observing the rearview mirror. The paparazzi who followed the celebrities usually rode motorcycles so that they could shuttle freely in the streets and alleys. Well, no trace of them was found near the house.

Hayden deliberately drove a few circles before he parked the car downstairs at the Lockhart and Gardner law firm.

They could not help being careful. The defense lawyer Alicia Flock introduced by Claire was the wife of Cook County State Attorney Peter Flock. The husband was the immediate boss of the prosecution, but the wife was acting as a defense lawyer and had a pen. Good deal.

Of course, bail alone is not enough. The next court session is the highlight. Tony is easily released on bail. Alicia has already proved her strength. Now it is Song Ya's turn to prove her strength to the other party.

He and Hayden met Alicia and Will Gardner in the “Gardner” office of Lockhard and Gardner as their naming partner.

"Hey! Big star..."

Will Gardner is a handsome white man in his thirties. He has a free and easy temperament and is very passionate. He is more like a Wall Street elite than an unruly lawyer like the stereotype.

"Hello, Will, hello, Alicia." Song Ya shook hands with them respectively.

Alicia Flock is also in her thirties. She has a well-proportioned figure. She has a perfect textbook-level makeup and dress. She has long beautiful chestnut hair and a professional smile on her delicate face.

"Has Tony come home?" Will pointed to the sofa. "Please sit down."

"It should be home now, thank you Will." Song Ya and Hayden took their seats.

"You should thank Alicia even more."

"Of course." Song Yachong Alicia smiled.

"I'll go out if it's okay, and I have to prepare the defense draft for next week's court..." Alicia said farewell, holding the file.

"Now can we talk about your acquisition plan?" Will opened the door for Alicia, then returned to sit opposite Song Ya.

"Yes, my A+ Audio Company is preparing to acquire the Warren Brothers Synthesizer Company in New Jersey. The problem now is that the company's asset owner, AW Investment Company, has encountered resistance from the local union..."

Song Ya introduced the situation one by one.

There is no free lunch in the world. In order to help Tony get rid of crime, Song Ya handed over the acquisition to the comprehensive law firm where Alicia was located. If the acquisition is successful, the legal affairs of A+ Audio will also be handed over to them.Goodman has lost a big deal and has nothing to say. Who told him not to go to court.

The two parties negotiated a rough acquisition plan. The remuneration of Lockhard and Gardner's law firm will get 5 percent of the purchase price, and then a 100,000 dollar level will be able to sell AW Investment Company 700 Song Ya will also pay them a certain percentage of rewards as much as the ten thousand purchase price is cut.

"Then it's okay, we'll see you in New Jersey on February 22nd."

After the contract was faxed to Goodman for review, both parties signed it, and Will offered to extend his hand.

"See you in New Jersey."

"Go back to the recording studio." Song Ya rubbed her eyebrows tiredly. He didn't sleep much in the past two days, and the recording process was delayed. "You put more pressure on SBK."

"Don't worry, I will let them settle the payment as soon as possible." Hayden drove the car to the parking lot downstairs in the studio.

Across the street, two white paparazzi wearing leather clothes were sitting on a motorcycle. When they saw Song Ya get off the car, he grabbed the camera and rushed over and pressed the shutter randomly, taking pictures and running around.

"Hey, APLUS! I heard that your brother was released on bail. Have you seen him?"

"Who owns that gun? Yours or Lori's?"

"I heard that your chance to send a song is what your brother who gave Little Lori a follower won for you, right?"

"Have you been Little Lori's follower? APLUS!"

"Hey! How about singing it to us too?"

"Come and smile at the camera, APLUS!"

"Damn paparazzi." Hayden guarded him as he walked into the building. "Ignore them. These paparazzi make money by angering the stars."

"I will not."

Song Ya was too lazy to listen to the paparazzi's nonsense, and went upstairs to enter his recording studio. He suddenly felt very tired when he wanted to start recording songs to catch up with the progress. "I'll go to the bed first, let them not disturb me." He told Al. Said.

Back in the office, he lay on the sofa in his clothes, and soon fell asleep.

This time the quality of sleep was very high. He was fighting with Hallie in his dream. Suddenly a few gunshots were fired outside the building, which made him wake up.

"What's the matter?" He rushed out of the office and asked loudly.

"The direction of the gunshot is GD's nearby sales point." Al, who was lying at the window looking around, replied: "It was either a looting of the site, or it was mopped up by the police. It doesn't matter, you go to sleep, this kind of thing is very common."