Chicago 1990

As Cube promised to help, Song Ya greeted Michelle again.

"You can't make stupid remarks about grabbing the Silla and don't grab the Chinese. Then learn from MJ. All races live in harmony to eliminate differences, and the world is in harmony."

Song Ya said, “Anyway, I’ll be fine when I stand on this moral high ground. Of course, it’s better to ask the shopkeeper to buy insurance first. According to Escobe’s tone, once the Rodney King trial turns out to be worse than the black community It means, this time there will be a big trouble."

"Many people are reluctant to buy insurance." Song Asheng smiled bitterly.

"Let's talk at that time." The two settled down the bill. The confrontation with Motula in the past few months caused Song Ya to lose nearly 3 million blood, and about one-third paid Yongdao's working hours and consulting fees. , A quarter was paid to Goodman and Howard's law firm, and the rest was spent on media PR and other miscellaneous items. This is not even the less money earned in the months of record removal and commercial performance.

"I didn't find out. The more trouble you have, the more profitable your lawyers, accountants and crisis public relations will be. You have to be careful about this in the future." Song Asheng reminded: "I didn't say that because I was robbed of business."

"I know." Song Ya also tasted it. "After reconciling with Motula, I am now in a good momentum, but if they start to decline or face bankruptcy, their interests will be inconsistent with me."

"Just understand, boss."

"Don't talk about these unhappy things. Tribeca's apartment is rented again, and the lawsuit in New Jersey has been withdrawn. Wait until the end of Sony Columbia's record revenue..." Song Ya rubbed his hands excitedly, "I I'm a 20 millionaire, how much liquidity do I have now?"

"Personal accounts are less than 500,000, and several companies add up to almost this number, plus one million more loans. Oh, yes, if you want to significantly increase Yeremov’s annual salary, then Dila’s A+ audio It’s hard to say that the general manager has much less than the A+ record announcement manager." Song Asheng said.

"All up, by the way, give Taraji up a little too..."

Yeremov played a very important role in this crisis. Song Ya's relationship with Benzi is especially valued. Dila is an old man. After finishing the calculations, Song Asheng took out two boxes, "Right, you The endorsed innovative Sound Blaster was launched before Black Friday (the shopping festival in the U.S.), and the commercials were also broadcast simultaneously."

One box is a product packaging box endorsed by Song Ya. On it, Song Ya’s big head smiles brightly in the sun, and next to her white teeth are the product pictures and names.The other was a video when the commercial was broadcast. In just a few seconds, Song Ya closed his eyes and listened to the background music. There was a sound blaster on the table in front of him.

"It's ok, quite satisfactory."

Song Ya was quite satisfied. The original intention was the 750,000 advertising fee for the friendship price. He did not expect to play a big role in this crisis, otherwise he would have to face the exhaustion of liquidity and had to mortgage the stock.

After November, the winter vacation is not far away. Song Ya has stayed in school for a long time this semester. There are two important things left, one is his squash game and the other is Game of Thrones at school. Official debut at the international joint performance.

Squash was invented by a boring British nobleman in prison, and then the prestigious Harrow School students turned it into a formal sport. Chicagoans in this era, especially those above white-collar workers, like to play it because Chicago is cold for a long time. In addition, there is strong wind all year round outside, indoor sports are much more convenient and comfortable.

As the person who has occupied the only squash court in the school for a long time, it is impossible not to go out for the school.

The physical education teacher reported him for the subsidiary amateur group event of the Wind City Open. The scale of the event was very large, and the participants were very mixed, only divided into men and women, not divided into people and young people. Just like some marathons, many people often sign up. It was the same halfway, and the emphasis was on participation. Song Ya also saw some gray-haired old men.

"I thought it was an inter-school competition."

Song Ya’s appearance caused a lot of commotion. The auditorium in front of his playing field was full. Song Ya waved to the excited Denise and other diehard fans, and Mavota, who was wearing the same sportswear, Old Mike walked to the players rest area, Mavota helped him put down the ball equipment on his back, and Old Mike stood by and kept watching the surroundings.

The physical education teacher who temporarily acts as a coach came to give guidance, "Your style of play is not aggressive. If you encounter insufficient physical strength, try to mobilize your opponents and give full play to your own advantages."

Song Ya practiced alone all the year round, the skills are indeed not comprehensive enough, he is not schizophrenic, and another opponent of himself,'both sides' are unlikely to play too tricky offensive ball.

"Who would count those old men tired lying on the ground?" Song Ya asked.

"Come on..." The P.E. teacher rolled his eyes, "It's time, go."

Song Ya took off his jacket, opened the glass door of the court and walked in. Since it is called squash, this indoor sport cannot lack walls on all sides. It is destined to be very painful for spectators watching the game. Small competition venues are usually three walls and one glass. , The audience can only watch the game through the glass behind the players, the angle of view is narrow, at most a hundred people can sit.The big game is glass on all sides, but that kind of venue is expensive to set up.

"Hello there."

Instead of meeting the old man as expected, a white man in his thirties with tanned skin walked into the venue and said, "It's nice to meet you APLUS." The two shook hands and the other took out a business card, "I'm from Northern Trust Fund manager, O'Grady."

"Wow..." Song Ya was caught off guard, "Playing with a business card ah?"

"We are one of the sponsors." O'Grady pointed to the outside sponsor logo, "This kind of amateur competition is actually a kind of social activity."

Well, I didn’t expect the other party to come prepared. Song Ya knew that the Northern Trust and Harris Bank belong to the Chicago consortium. They put the other party’s business card into the pocket of shorts, didn’t catch it, served directly, and hit the ball back and forth freely with the other party. Warm up while adapting to the venue, "You can rest assured, our Northern Trust..."

This O'Grady was straightforward and even clumsy. He didn't have the glib tongue of most fund managers, but he had the same thick skin as if he hadn't noticed Song Ya's perfunctory. He kept talking about funds, stocks, investments...even if the competition was official. The same is true after the beginning.

This year, as long as you work in the financial district, you are an individual who dare to call yourself a fund manager. Song Ya keeps his mind, trying to block the flies-like buzzing in his ears, and concentrates on hitting every shot. One ball is harder than one ball. Soon , Defeated the guy at this level in straight sets and only scored two points for him.

O'Grady panted, "It's nice to be young. You can make an action movie with your body and looks. As for the investment work, leave it to professionals like me..."

"I will think about it."

After a few perfunctory sentences, Song Ya finally got rid of him and returned to the rest area to sit down.

"Performance is good, the opponents in the first few rounds will not be very strong, you must pay attention to save your energy." The physical education teacher massaged his shoulders very graciously.

"So I have to use my physical strength to bring down the opponent, but also save my strength?" Song Ya complained.

"Uh... well, I can't give you much professional advice..."

This physical education teacher is in charge of all kinds of small ball sports in the school, and his main energy is on the baseball team. "You can control it yourself."

"Teacher, give me credits, maybe I can donate some special money to the school baseball team in the future..."

Song Ya is not prepared to come to the void. Whether he can graduate smoothly in advance depends on the physical education teacher in front of him. The salary and authority of the physical education teachers in key projects in American schools are very high. If they are both ice hockey, baseball, basketball, rugby and other teams The coaching position of the company can also lead the admission of related specialty students and scholarships. There is a lot of room for operation.

"Hey! Don't you want to buy me!"

The teacher is righteous and resolute, "I might agree to change the children of those wealthy people, but you are a star and you are very much concerned by the outside world. Without relevant results, I can't give high scores, and you don't want to be dug out by reporters in the future. Right?"

"Okay, okay when I didn't say..."

The two were chatting, and there was a neat'APLUS!APLUS!The slogan of', Song Ya looked over, and the small fan groups organized by Denise were all here one after another, and they were cheering for herself with signs like APLUS I love you.

He saw Cassidy's figure at a glance. The girl's coat seemed to be M's uniform, and she was chatting with Denise. There was a white boy of the same age standing beside her.

"!"