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He was a little bit disdainful and proud, "What busy?"

"Uh, it's like this..."

Hayden gave a brief introduction. It seems that Song Ya's thoughts are nasty. People are really in a hurry.The sweet girl's name is Charis Theron. Ten days ago, her father came home drunk and committed domestic violence to her mother. Her mother had to take a gun in self-defense and killed her father. This murder case caused widespread discussion in South African society. .

"How can I help? Is there any conclusive evidence for this? Don't turn around at that time. It turns out that her mother lied for exoneration. I'm not embarrassed again..."

Tian Niu's family tragedy deserves sympathy, but Song Ya is now particularly vigilant about the possibility of being reversed and slapped.

"Should not? I found some reports in the South African media, all discussing on the basis of self-defense killings, the main focus is still on how to deal with women experiencing domestic violence." Hayden replied.

"So..."

Song Ya thought for a while, "Then it belongs to the category of feminist rights. I see. Tell the girl's agent that I will help her find a feminist organization here and provide assistance as much as possible..."

He called Claire. Although the relationship between the two involved the transaction of power and money, the object of his donation was after all the charity and feminist organizations under Claire's management. She still had to do what she should do.Claire was also very interested after hearing Song Ya's report. She readily promised that if the situation was true, she would provide the girl's mother with some public opinion and legal assistance.

The American feminist organization, which is deeply involved with the Donkey Party, can still cause a little pressure on South Africans.

Song Ya can only help at present. The'small' mv enters post-production, and the Piga factory where the a pedal company is located has also received a price of 1.5 million dollars.

"That kind of remote town is so expensive? Even if it's in Silicon Valley, it's a bit outrageous, Riise, continue to keep prices down.

Song Ya complained and complained, and still took a large group of people to board the plane to Las Vegas. The commercial show prices offered by the casino over there were very generous. He planned to spend a few days fishing in the sea to make money for the house purchase.

"Occasionally, it's okay to go to the hole, but you should go to the casino as little as possible."

Hayden persuaded: "Singers have a few major signs of being overwhelmed: signing casino resident contracts, singing holiday songs, publishing assorted albums with others, and earning lifetime achievement awards. And the atmosphere of drunken gold fans over there is a test of the celebrity's self-control."

"I know."

Song Ya agreed, and the group of people walked through the VIP channel. Under the guidance of the casino driver who came to pick up the people, they walked outside next to an extra-long Lincoln. The old Joe’s car was a small toy in front of it, and the uniformed driver trot over. , Help them open the door.

Fergie screamed happily and rushed into the car first.

"Wow, Las Vegas, ah?"

Nas took the two younger brothers and got in with excitement. Song Ya can feel relieved a lot. As a newly signed singer, Nas is still too early to release his debut album. He naturally has no objection when he is called to act as a follower to earn extra money.

Song Ya and the others entered the car one by one. Inside, there was a large circular bar and the popular karaoke equipment from the book.

"Can you?" Dile's new girlfriend asked, taking out a bottle of champagne from the wine cabinet.

"Please feel free, miss." The driver looked back and smiled professionally, then started the car smoothly.

'Boom!Dile took the champagne and shook it first, then opened it, and the cork flew to the roof of the car and bounced back, just hitting Song Ya's head.

Hahaha...

Everyone laughed weirdly, the nas kid swiftly took out the cups and arranged them one by one. Fergie was already ordering songs, "hoo, like

virgin..." There are not many repertoires, she sang Madonna's old songs over the microphone.

The group of people was playing and making fun in the car, and when they arrived at the destination, they were already too excited. They dragged their slightly drowsy steps into the casino under the entertainment of the casino's performance manager.

"The performance is at nine o'clock and one o'clock in the morning." The acting manager followed Song Ya and said: "Have you confirmed the repertoire? Mr. Aplus."

"no problem."

Song Ya nodded. In order to do everything possible to make gamblers forget the time outside, the casino not only put a lot of effort into decoration and lighting, but also performed almost round the clock. But now most gamblers prefer the direct sensory stimulation. , Such as provocative women's group dance with jazz and other nostalgic tune music.

Money is very suitable for this place, can be used as the opening, and then the popular remember

name,'trumpet' and i

Coming, these two utterly depressed voices are connected, as for empire

mind and feel

Still, one of these two sings of New York and Mariah Carey is not there, and the other is an equal rights song, which is not very timely.

The four songs, plus the time lost in the middle, will take about 20 minutes to perform, and then let NAS and Fergie intersect the show to make up 30 minutes of performance time.In this way, two performances a night for three consecutive days, one million dollars can be obtained.

Oh no, it's actually 1.2 million. A waitress dressed as a bunny girl came over with a plate, "Mr. Aplus, your bargaining chip." Black silk long legs, blonde and white girl, Song Ya likes Style.

"Please feel free." The acting manager smiled. The 200,000 dollars of chips on the plate was a gift from the casino. After three days, no matter how much is left, it can be exchanged for a check and taken away.

"Let's prepare for the performance, please don't go far." The acting manager took Dile and others backstage to prepare.

In public, Fergie was very obedient and never made intimate behaviors, but this time she turned her head three times to look at the bunny girl who curled up against Song Ya's side.

"He said he would invite random objects, but it's not just these chips." The girl licked her lips to express.

Song Ya picked up a bargaining chip with a denomination of a hundred dollars from the plate with two fingers, and smiled at her, "Sorry."

The opponent's eyes showed undisguised disappointment, took the chips, silently turned and left with the empty plate.

"This is sugar-coated poison." Hayden reminded him aside.

"Well, I know it."

Song Ya knows that this is a habitual trick of casinos. For upstarts like himself, he first seduce them with performances or poker games. The main purpose is to develop a hobby of gambling.Of course, this kind of big casino generally doesn't use low-level tricks. They erode people's will through the enjoyment of drunken gold fans, and finally throw a lot of money into this kind of gold sales cave.

At nine o'clock, he gave the chips to Hayden for safekeeping, "Ladies and gentlemen! aplus! show

money!"With the prelude, the stage host made a loud announcement.

Dile yelled first.

Song Ya took the microphone and ran out from the backstage a few steps. He thought he was very handsome but didn't get much applause from the audience, "showoffthatbodyyougot, yougotthatdance, glowsohot..."

Real singing is required here, but there is no camera, so Song Ya had to clean up and concentrate on singing while also observing the guests under the stage.

There are mostly yellow-skinned Asian men. They talk loudly and laugh at each other toasting each other, and from time to time they move their hands with the companion girls around them, not paying attention to the performance on stage.

Song Ya guessed that most of these people are notebooks. Casinos in Las Vegas welcome these outrageous guests, but they have made up a lot of ridicules in private, such as a book rich man who takes a private jet to gamble and loses every night. Millions, but before leaving, they would walk along the bath towels in the hotel rooms.

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