Chicago 1990

The video of the fan meeting was quickly produced. Di Lay used the A+ record equipment to trim the sound a little bit. Song Ya was in good condition that day. He sang five tracks except Empire State of Mind and i hate ui love u. The interaction is also very warm and natural.

However, without the permission of Sony Columbia Records, this kind of audio-visual products cannot be distributed. Song Ya does not want to risk distributing it through underground channels, and can only keep it as a souvenir.

Time slowly approached November. Most of Yongdao’s people have already withdrawn from the headquarters of Sony Columbia Records, leaving only one accountant to be responsible for daily audits. This has reduced Song Ya’s burden a lot, and the money is worthwhile. Compared with the previous SBK, the average price of Sony Columbia Records, especially the average price of records released abroad, has been increased a lot. In the past, Song Asheng alone could never force such a good price.

"APLUS, you may need to go to New York." Yeremov sneaked up to see him again, "Shurkhov wants to see you."

"Who is Shuerkhov?" Song Ya's words just asked, I suddenly remembered, "The president of Sony America?"

"Yes, it's him."

Yeremov said: "Shuerkhov, a PhD in physics, is a good player in selling electronic products, but he doesn't know the entertainment industry at all, and was ridiculed privately as an'unlicensed operator' by people in Hollywood. He has no influence on the two co-chairmen of Columbia Pictures’ Gubel and Peters, and likewise, he can’t reach out into Motortula’s recording kingdom.”

"Then I see him useful?" Song Ya asked.

"Always try it. It's almost the release node of i hate ui love u. But Motula let go, and would rather pay you five million to stop the release of your song. Maybe Shuerhoff finally got the hang of it? After all, it is Sony’s only boss in the United States.” Yeremov asked for credit: “This opportunity depends entirely on my relationship with the book.”

"You did a great job, Yeremov." Song Ya knew what the other party was suggesting. "After I get over the difficulties, your treatment will be greatly improved."

The next day, Song Ya met Sony's helm in the United States under the leadership of the hard-working Yeremov.

Shuerhof is very trusted by the book, but the Columbia Pictures acquisition case led by him is now a feather, although Sony’s main purpose is to use the publications of Columbia Pictures and Records as an electronic product standard dispute. Help, but Columbia Pictures has now become a bloody wound, and even Sony can't afford it.

"APLUS, Motula is a perfect manager. Without him, I think I would be the laughing stock of Quanmi..."

Schulhoff, an old white man who is very busy and has a strong engineering temperament, does not seem to know what Hollywood thinks of him. "This turmoil has caused harm to both of you. I think maybe you can release a little kindness first, let me do it. Be a middleman."

"I respect Mr. Motura very much."

Song Ya was a little disappointed. He heard Shuerhoff’s opening remarks and realized that it was impossible to threaten Motortura through the senior management of Sony America. Columbia Pictures became the perfect foil for Sony Columbia Records. The more he lost in Hollywood, It has increasingly highlighted the importance of Motura in the recording industry.

"Well, how far can you go?" Shuerhoff asked.

"My conditions are public. I have five years of A+ album distribution rights and my personal two albums. This condition cannot be changed anymore, because I have disclosed the offer to major record companies throughout the country. Whoever matches will get me. Sony is no exception." Song Ya replied neither humble nor humble.

"High tree." Shuerhoff picked up the landline and gestured to the accompanying high tree.

"Shall we go out for a chat? Please." Gao Shu led Song Ya and others out of the office.

"APLUS-san, I didn't expect things to turn into this." Gao Shu politely apologized again, "If you leave Sony Columbia Records, I think maybe we have negotiated a good cooperation..."

"I understand." Song Ya knew that once a complete break, next year's MD advertisements, no, maybe no Sony products advertisements will be received in the future.

"I'm really sorry." Takaki bowed ninety degrees.

Several people were quickly called back by Shuerkhov, "Speaking of an embarrassing young man, Motula does not want to talk to you about this for the time being, he is busy with MJ's new project, and I don't want to disturb him at this time. "Schulhof seems to be persuaded by Motula.

Not surprisingly, Song Yabai took a trip.

"The good news is that I finally got in the new car."

Back in Chicago, Song Ya saw that the entourage was a little frustrated and took the initiative to open the topic. The bulletproof version of the W140S600 was finally shipped from Belgium to Chicago. “I fell in love with the front face of this car, very domineering and also It’s familiar."

"Familiar?" Yeremov asked.

"Forget it, just treat it as I saw it in my dream." Song Ya didn't want to be entangled with the vague memories in his mind.

School life still has to continue. The rehearsal progress of Game of Thrones has slowed down but is still advancing slowly. Those record companies interested in Song Ya are still making tentative offers. The closest one is Warner Records. The problem, but they also took a fancy to A+ Records, but only asked for 49% of the A+ Records shares. At the same time, they released goodwill to Song Ya for Madonna.Maybe it's because of the song Empire State of Mind sang with Mariah Carey, Song Ya is very fond of DIVAs.

One day, Cassidy finally appeared in the band activities again.

She became very withdrawn, very silent, and did not respond to Song Ya's eyes floating over. It seems that Vic's suspension has dealt a great blow to her.

"Now you know how that violin came from?"

The chief violinist heard the news from nowhere, and said to the girl beside him in a small voice that everyone can hear: "I heard that someone's father is a bad police officer."

"Don't talk!" Song Ya tapped on the baton, "The fourth bar will begin..."

Cassidy was in frequent situations. Song Yatong turned a blind eye to the end of the rehearsal. She dodges the gaze and whispered talk of the girls around her, panicking and stuffing the precious violin that she usually cherishes very much into the case, back on her body and bow her head quickly. Step away.

Song Ya secretly sighed.

Being escorted to the parking lot by old Mike, he was about to drive away. He saw Cassidy get out of her car and walked out of the parking lot under the heavy rain.

"Wait a minute." Song Ya was stunned. Two minutes later, he told Old Mike to stop the car, "Let me drive."

"Itchy hands? This car is really good." Old Mike moved to the passenger seat.

"Uh, no, I want to drive alone, can you find a way to go back?" Song Ya asked.

Old Mike looked back at him, "It's raining heavily outside."

"Help, Mike." Song Ya opened the door and ran into the driver's seat.

Old Mike went out with a stern face, slammed the door heavily, and hid from the rain with a newspaper and hid back to the teaching building.

Song Ya saw that he was calling for a taxi, so he started the car and chased in the direction where Cassidy had left.

From a distance, I saw that the good girl was soaked in soup, her beautiful blonde hair was put on her face, her school uniform was almost soaked, she was standing on the side of the road, as if to cross the road, Song Ya caught Opportunity, a kick of the accelerator stopped the car in front of her.

"Cassidy, is the car broken? Come on, I'll take you home." He found the window button, opened the window of the passenger seat, and shouted to Cassie.

"No need." Cassidy looked around and found that the students' eyes were all on this side, and hurriedly shook their heads, "I can go by the bus."

"Uh." Song Ya closed his eyes and recalled for two seconds, "I didn't do it for you, Cassidy."

Cassidy's face changed.

"I feel sorry for your violin. As a musician, I am afraid that it was damaged by the rain." Song Ya said with a smile to her: "If you really don't want to get in the car, I suggest that you put the violin in my car. Here, you follow the car slowly, and we go to the platform together."

Cassidy may not have thought of Song Ya's reason for playing this, and he was hesitating, Song Ya said again: "If you are afraid that I will drive away, I can temporarily pay for the piano." He took out a few from his pocket. Zhang change, "How much does the new violin cost? Ten yuan? Or twenty?"

Cassidy was amused.

Song Ya ran out of the car, took the violin from her shoulder, snatched her schoolbag and threw it into the window, and then actually started the car and signaled to Cassidy that she could leave.

Cassidy walked towards the platform, "What's wrong with you? Why are they saying bad things about you?" Song Ya drove the car parallel to her like a snail, "I just heard it."

Cassidy lowered her head. "I don't want to say."

"Well, it's up to you, but you can't do this. The more you are afraid to escape, the more and more the rumors of those girls will be."

"I know, I... my father has suffered some bad slanders, but it doesn't matter, I believe he is a good police officer and everything will come to light."

It's strange, Song Ya complained silently, "Definitely."

Hu Guo went down and got bigger and bigger. With Song Ya’s deliberate small talk, Cassidy's mood improved a lot. She couldn't stand the shower. "Uh, I think I'd better get in the car." She lowered her head and looked along the window Xiang Songya, "Can I get in the car?"

She was soaked all over, her school uniform was pressed to her chest with water, and the color of her underwear was clearly visible.

"Come on." Song Ya opened the car door, "Where is your home? I'll take you back."

Cassidy said an address, "Thank you, APLUS, I know I did not read you wrong. You are the best musician. Although you are usually cool and ignore people, your heart is actually very kind..."

"Hey, don't talk to Cassidy in this tone, we are classmates and friends."

Song Ya took out the tissue from the storage box and gave it to her. He drove the car very slowly. The sight in the rain was not good. Many cars with fast speeds behind did not see the collision until they approached, so he could only hurriedly steer and avoid. The driver of the car even honked the horn to demonstrate.

"Yes, it's a friend." Cassidy wiped the water off of her body with a tissue. "Your car is driving too slow, it's not safe." She said.

"This way we can spend a little longer alone time." Song Ya started to lose face and skin. He simply drove the car to the side of the road and slid forward.

Cathy chuckled, "Don't do that, you have a girlfriend, APLUS..."

"You know, in the music industry, sometimes romance is just for the outside world."

Song Ya said: "I have always been sorry for what happened that time. At that time, you were not allowed to get in the car. At that time, your car really broke down, right? Like today, I was very alert at that time and I was very afraid. Those girls who approached me for fame or pure show off."

"Uh..." Cassidy lowered her head, "Yes, my car really broke down that day."

After Song Ya deliberately pleased her, Cathy was so happy that he successfully dragged it until night fell.

"I don't think I can get home forever if you drive like this. Where is this?" Cassidy looked out the window.

"The place my sister told me, she used to come here with her boyfriend." Song Ya stopped the car and turned it off. The bulletproof Mercedes-Benz car film was very powerful, and it was absolutely dark outside.

"Uh, I think we..." Cathy looked at Song Ya, whose upper body was slowly approaching in a panic, "Aren't we doing this too fast, APLUS."

"Why, we have known each other for so long." Song Ya kissed.