Chicago 1990

"I'm not involved in him and Lori, OK?"

A-List is watching, Song Ya won’t confuse the grievances between Little Lori and the bragging father, “I’ve had people express this attitude to him several times. Why keep bothering me? He is a Harlem. Whom does M-FXXK think he is?"

Mary Blige came for the bragging father, and the other person was downstairs and wanted to come up.

Song Ya didn’t want to interact with the gang members in Harlem. This black girl was also very social. Just now she wanted to pour Feiji with the wine in her hand. Fortunately, she was stopped in time by NAS and Halle next to her. Naturally, Song Ya would not be right. She is polite.

"FXXKYOU! APLUS."

Mary Blige cursed with a black voice: "You are the kind of guy who is in harmony with white people. Don't think that you are amazing. Everyone in this house knows it well..."

"Okay, now that's the case, then I'm not welcome here, please leave, Mavota." Song Ya tilted his head toward Mavota at the door.

"Sorry, ma'am." Mavota immediately came over to drive people.

"Let go, I will go by myself!"

Mary Blige shook off Mavota’s hand, strode angrily into the living room, dragged a male singer’s hand to leave, and then three male singers led their attendants and girlfriends to leave. Ten As soon as the few people left, the party was suddenly empty.

"Mary Blige is the girlfriend of Jodeci member K-Ci. They all belong to Uptown Records. It was them who left just now."

NAS’s news is very well-informed, “Bag Dad is one of the producers of their album. After being fired by Uptown Records because of the conflict with Little Lori, the album production of Mary Blige and Jodeci was stalled. They didn’t like it. The music styles of other producers want to work together to pressure Shangcheng Records to invite the bragging father back."

"Isn't Daddy Bragging an intern? Production ability is so valued?" Song Ya always thought that the other party was just a gang member with some strength in Harlem.

"Sampling and mixing capabilities are first-rate, and the music style is also very innovative." NAS said, "I think the bragging father should be embarrassed to let outsiders think that he is looking for you for help, so I use the little Lori's business as Excuse me, he and Lori can't fight at all now, and both lose and lose, and both are in despair."

"How can I help? I don't even know the people from Shangcheng Records." Song Ya said.

"You are now popular, and you are considered to have created the Chicago rap genre. Uptown Records will give you face." NAS said.

"FXXK, I don't want to care about these things."

Song Yaxin said that Uptown Records gave me a good face, and now the confrontation with Russell Simmons is the top priority.

He seems to be passive again in New York. The Rakim and Kane dad who came to the party have been taken care of by Russell Simmons, not to mention waiting for the senior boss to be directly under Russell Simmons's banner. He underestimated this person in the New York hip-hop circle. Influence, no wonder the old fox Quincy Jones hid directly behind and let Russell Simmons deal with him."

"It's up to you." NAS shrugged, "Anyway, now you are popular and you have the loudest voice."

"APLUS! Old Mike said there was a conflict downstairs!" Taraji reported.

"What's the matter?" Song Ya's head was a little big, and when he walked to the monitoring room, the footage from the probe downstairs showed that Mary Blige and the others who had just gone downstairs were pushing and shoving around a tall black man.

"Silencer?" The monitor picture quality is not high. How does Song Ya think that the besieged person looks like a'silencer', "Isn't he sentenced to a year? How long has he been in prison? Right, no, FXXK! Old Mike, come with me."

He thought that if he performed well in prison, he would be released on parole after serving only half of the sentence, which is almost six months. But the "silencer" has a big hatred with the bragging father, that is, he puts the other party in the public. He was beaten violently, and then the other party insisted on sending him to prison.

A group of people rushed down the elevator, "M-FXXK get out of the way!"

Song Ya yelled, Old Mike put his hand in his jacket, Mavota rushed to separate the crowd, and protected the besieged'silencer' out.

"APLUS." The bragging old man appeared from the group of people with his hands in his pockets, looking like he couldn't do it, "Do you want to vouch for him?"

"Of course! He is my brother!" Song Ya said to him, "The matter is over. He doesn't mix with Little Lori now, and he has already served his sentence. If you want to continue the investigation, it is us. There is a problem between the two!"

"Don't pretend to be street people, APLUS! You are an excellent student surrounded by whites, a good card! GD will not guarantee you and Little Lori!"

Mary Blige was in the fire again.

"FXXK! Do you want to try?" Song Ya winked at old Mike, and the old man pulled out half of the gun handle with a move.

"YOUM-FXXK thought we would be afraid?" At some point their entourage took the gun from the car over there. Mary Blige’s boyfriend K-Ci took the lead and held the gun together with a few others. What, APLUS, who has more guns now?"

Old Mike rolled his eyes, took the gun out, loaded it, and aimed at K-ci.

"FXXKYOU!" A few guns on the opposite side were raised together, pointing at Song Ya's side and aiming randomly, "There is a kind of shooting M-FXXK!"

High-risk industries High-risk industries, the guys on the opposite side are all small singers, on the contrary, they are much more unscrupulous than those famous singers, but there is absolutely no room for counseling at the moment,'M-FXXK put the gun down, you put it down!''You put it down first!'The two sides F's swear words flew violently, and the noisy was too much. The silencer with bare hands rushed in front of K-ci, holding his forehead against the opponent's muzzle, "Shoot, shoot, darn!"

"OK! OK! OK!" Unexpectedly, the bragging father raised his hand first, "K-ci, forget it, let's go."

"Sean, I will leave this kid here today!"

"Let's go, let's go." The bragging old man barked his teeth and lifted his chin toward the muffler. "APLUS, for your sake, I can't help him. Go..."

The group put away their guns, returned to the car, and slammed the accelerator and left.

"Check if there are any reporters." Song Ya said to Old Mike, "Come on, let's go home." He patted the muffler on the back.

The silencer went to the wall and picked up a big duffel bag, followed Song Ya into the elevator.

"You should call ahead, don't even Tony know that you are going out of prison?" Song Ya asked the silencer.

The silencer only smiled shyly. Back at the party, he took out the parole document from his bag and handed it to Song Ya, "I will let my lawyer see it. Just follow me when you come out. I just lack people. You. Do you know what Lori is doing right?" Song Ya asked.

The silencer nodded.

"OK, Taraji, go get him clothes, mine is fine, he can also wear them." Song Ya returned to the bedroom, took out a few rice knives from the cookie jar under the bed, and stuffed them until silenced. "Take it and spend it first."

"APLUS, Goodman is back."

Taraji took the clothes and threw them to the silencer.

"Okay, let them wait for me in the study." Song Ya talked with the silencer for a while before going to the study to meet Goodman and others.

"It's over, Shirley Fleming chose to work with us in the end. Quincy Jones's offer is higher, but they have more ideas about the magazine. They didn't agree with Shirley Fleming on this point." Goodman said.

It seems that Shirley Fleming is not cold about Quincy Jones and others' design of the magazine's future route.

The negotiated terms, except for Song Ya and Shirley Fleming’s investment and equity ratio, are left with Shirley Fleming’s annual salary of 200,000 dollars as the editor-in-chief. The five original magazine editors are recalled, except for the annual list, With obituaries and columns from some old friends, she may still be able to completely control one-third of the magazine's content and personnel arrangements.

"The main difference is the office location. I didn't agree with her to place the magazine not far from the Upper East Side. Instead, I asked her to work in a low-end office building on Tribeca's side." Goodman said with a smile.

"Okay, if the acquisition is successful, she will still be that elegant upper-class old lady." Song Ya said.

"I just need to deal with traffic jams on the way to work." Goodman quipped.

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