Chicago 1990

"Ladies and gentlemen, as a pastor who has a close relationship with APLUS and his whole family, I feel a little bit unhappy today..."

After Hamlin’s brief and formal statement, Pastor William began to speak, “APLUS is a good boy, he is a good boy! He grew up a little while I watched, and he has only been able to work step by step from the slums of South City today. No matter how you discredit him, whether you are stingy or suspected of murder, I always believe that he is a good boy, and God will testify, and God will also call him innocent!"

The click of the shutter kept ringing, and his heavily black speech was impassioned, "Because of what? Huh? Because of what? Because he donated money to my church..."

The reporters burst into laughter.

Song Ya, who was standing at the window, also smiled, "Pablo." Taraji handed the old phone to him, "Hey, Pablo, sorry, I can't go, say to Lori for me Sorry, this happened to me by accident, yes, Frank was found." He hung up.

"Not only that!"

William’s speech continued, “I also know that from the first income he made, he has continuously donated money to affirmative organizations in Chicago, as well as charity organizations, women’s rights organizations, and traditional black universities. Duo Lai quietly contributed nearly a million knives in a low-key manner, but it still received groundless ridicule from the outside world! Ladies and gentlemen, this is not fair! This is very unfair! LOOK!"

He took a photo of Song Ya and Mandela to show, "He even made a special trip to South Africa to meet the respected Mr. Mandela. He has done a lot for Africa. In addition to donating money, he also participated in the youth summer camp there. Do his best to lift apartheid, he was only fifteen years old at that time!"

William said more and more excited, "I think you are all white people." He pointed to the reporters in front of him, "I am not using the topic to play, please think about it, and ask yourself, if you replace APLUS with any white singer, his The bodyguard chatted with a black drunkard before he disappeared. Will such a high-intensity hunt? Huh? Will it? Will be so easily presumed guilty and openly called a suspect? You owe him an apology. , You reporters, as well as those bored spectators with colored glasses who read your news, buy your newspapers and comment on it, you all owe a big apology to APLUS!"

"This guy, he was out of the manuscript while he was talking..." Song Ya frowned.

"The effect is not bad." Eli approached him, "Chuck should be at Frank's house."

Chuck Goodman looked at the run-down house of Frank Gallagher's house, "As poor as APLUS before..." he muttered softly, and got off the car with a staff member. Some clever reporters knew that they could not catch up with the Shanghai De Park. The main event was also gathered around Frank's house, and seeing Goodman immediately raised the camera and asked loudly: "Hey, you are familiar, what is your relationship with APLUS?"

Goodman waved at them, and the two strode towards the door of the Gallagher family.

"Gentlemen, there are a lot of reporters, and Ms. Fiona doesn't want to be disturbed either." Two uniformed police officers walked out of a police car next to him and stopped him.

"For pretty girl ah?" Goodman saw through the thoughts of the tall, handsome white young police officer in the lead. "She has no right not to be disturbed. I am Mr. APLUS's personal lawyer. This is the court's. Civil servants, we don’t come in."

"Okay." The officer stepped aside.

Goodman knocked on the door, and Fiona, who was guarding inside the door, quickly opened it, followed by a group of children, "Ms. Fiona Gallagher." The court staff took one out of his arms. The envelope was handed to him, "This is Mr. APLUS's lawyer's letter about accusing you of defamation."

Fiona accepted the envelope indifferently.

"Also, as Mr. APLUS's personal lawyer, we will then initiate a prosecution against Mr. Frank Gallagher for defrauding welfare payments and related charges. Let me remind you first. If the charges are convicted, Frank will go to jail. It was transferred to the orphanage." Goodman continued, and he passed his business card to Fiona. "If you intend to settle the case before it is submitted, please call this."

Glancing at the girl who was instantly pale and leaning against the door, Goodman sneered and walked back to his car.

"How will you treat the Franks, the drunkard? Will revenge? Will you sue them?"

William finished his speech, Hamlin was answering a few questions, and some reporters asked questions.

"Definitely, Frank's daughter faced the disappearance of her father and did not call the police but chose to openly slander Mr. APLUS in front of many reporters. We will certainly follow up on this matter until Mr. APLUS's innocence is thoroughly proved." Hamlin answered.

"Is this a bit too much? As far as we know, their family are all poor people receiving relief." A reporter shouted.

"Poverty is not an excuse for evil. We even suspect that there is media or personal instigation behind her conspiracy to slander. In order to make news or discredit Mr. APLUS, America is not a poor and reasonable society. You must bear the consequences after doing evil. Psychological preparation."

Taraji came out from inside and handed Hamlin a note, "According to the latest news, the cause of Frank’s disappearance and follow-up reports will appear in the Zoe Barnes column of the Chicago Tribune tomorrow morning. We I will also wait for specific news with you. Thank you everyone. If you are thirsty or hungry, there is something to eat and drink. Please feel free to take it and thank you for your hard work these days."

Hamlin ended the press conference, returned home, and high-five everyone waiting.

"Very perfect, Hamlin." Song Ya also smiled and high-fiveed him.

"Michelle and Howard University will make a statement tomorrow to endorse your donation." Eli excitedly put down the phone and came to report.

"GOOD!" Song Ya asked: "Has the evening paper been issued?"

"San Francisco Evening News Financial Column: APLUS, this fast-rising singer was called by director Spike Lee as'the man who talks about money all night', and by his ex-girlfriend Milla Jovovich's father as'Black Granny' Taiwan', then is he really a money-saving expert as the above two said? This newspaper will analyze APLUS's way of making money after earning the first pot of gold with song royalties from a purely financial perspective..."

On the other end of the phone, Risser thought of the newspaper he had just obtained. The first wave of reversal materials were provided here. Eli did not beautify anything according to Song Ya’s intentions, but originally split it up. Every step of Warren Brothers Synthesizer Company’s decision to inform the San Francisco Evening News, apart from the “real estate tactics” that are really inhumane to the outside world, everything else is basically in line with the facts, including that he outsourced almost all the synthesizer factory production lines to China. China, only the part of a small assembly workshop is left.

"Now more and more American companies are looking at China from Southeast Asia and Latin America, where production costs are lower and workers are of higher quality..."

The evening paper then turned to the grand topic, which was also Eli’s idea, in order to stimulate more media participation in the discussion and the attention of more workers and entrepreneurs.

"There will definitely be more related discussions tomorrow, based on your business choices." Eli said after hanging up the phone.

"Good job, good job, Eli."

Song Ya was very satisfied, Al fetched champagne, "Let’s celebrate!"

"Pablo's phone, five calls have already been made." Taraji reminded him.

"Always answer that I am busy." Song Ya was too lazy to answer.

Late at night, Old Morgan appeared on a radio talk show.

"The saxophone in the second-hand store is yours, old Morgan, are you very familiar with APLUS, right?" The black DJ is also catching up on the heat. In normal times, no one will call the old Morgan to announce, "What do you think about today? ?"

"What do I think? I sit and watch!"

Old Morgan put out his usual style of relying on the old and selling the old, "I got the music scores from the second-hand store, and the first thing I felt was what kind of rubbish it was, do you know?"

DJ chuckled.

"What are you laughing at, really, just a short paragraph back and forth, I almost didn't bother to do such a boring job."

Old Morgan said: "Fortunately, the lyrics he wrote are interesting enough, Rolling in; deep, headed to the mezzanine, Dressed in all pink except my gator shoes, those are green..." He hummed a few words in the RAP part of the lyrics," Yeah, I thought to myself, emmmm...not bad..."

"Haha, old Morgan, don't play, this part of the lyrics was written by Lori." The black DJ immediately pierced through it.

"BULLSHXT! What the shit Lori wrote was all written by APLUS. Lori changed a few words. People who were there at the time knew about this! I didn't kick me out of the follow-ups because of Lori. Commercial performance is saying that, and I would say that to anyone."