Chicago 1990

"Johnson belongs to the ruling Elephant Party, as well as the owner of a television station and a listed company. It is impossible for him to have no federal government resources."

In the study, Song Ya left two lawyers, Goodman and Hamlin, to discuss, "We suppose." Hamlin said: "Es Cube really made a big noise when he was arrested and faced prosecution. , What should the prosecutor do with the intelligence you provided to Johnson as evidence? Or that Johnson is already cooperating with the FBI. He is actually letting you play the role of an informant.

Goodman added: "Es Cube also scolded people who hit the small report in the song."

"Hmm..." Song Ya groaned.

"Actually, it’s okay to promise Johnson. First get the Grammys. I’ll exchange information with Barron on your behalf. Oral agreement. The two lawyers will communicate with you. How's it going?" Hamlin saw Song Ya hesitating, "Anyway, your relationship was not good from the beginning."

"That's a different nature. Johnson is not a small character, but an insider." Goodman objected, "APLUS you still have time to consider, don't worry."

"Why do I and Escobe first breathe?" Song Ya asked.

"Don't, Escobe is so high-profile. The local police and FBI might have been monitoring him already." Hamlin discouraged.

Song Ya wasn’t thinking about the Grammy Awards just now. “I know this person as I know that the street banditry he shows in his daily life and in his songs has performance elements. The same is true in movies. That's it. Do you think he will really risk going to jail for a lifetime and grab a gun for a big fight? He is now at the peak of his life."

"But you can't be sure, can you?"

Goodman said: "A lot of stars are too bloated and exposed at their peak."

"I think if I accept the transaction, why can't I lose money?"

Song Ya said: "Whether Escobedo will do a big job, Johnson dare not expose our cooperation. He wants to have bloody exclusive news, right? I made a small report. How much can it be better? I am a hip-hop singer, and he is the boss of a TV station and a listed company. Whose image is more vulnerable and loses more?"

"But his'voice' is much larger than yours." Hamlin reminded.

"Not necessarily, I have my channels, black DJs on small and medium-sized radio stations across the country... and the upper echelons of the Donkey Party, such as newly-acquainted senators." Song Ya said.

"Will black DJs be used by people who make small reports? You know this better than us." Goodman said: "You made a deal with the elephant party, what would the donkey party think? Although the two parties are in private It’s not incompatible."

Song Ya was persuaded by these words, "Well, I still choose to refuse the transaction, Hamlin, tell Barron for me, but you can delay it properly and say I'm still considering it. Currently BET does not It’s good for me to pursue and kill. Every day, more Grammy judges will send votes, and the loss caused by Johnson's turning over can be reduced even more."

"We understand." The two left.

For awards or face, Song Ya pays more attention to the sales and income of songs. He can distinguish the importance. In any case, the publicity of ihateuiloveu is the most important thing.

"Fergie, don't shrink your mouth."

"Don’t go so fast, and don’t look back. As soon as you walk out of APLUS’s door, you will be exposed to the reporter’s lens. This time, not only our people but also other media reporters will not give you a chance for trial and error. It must be done once!"

"I told you not to look back, Fergie."

"Don't look at the reporter either, uh... you can take a glance, but basically you have to walk firmly to the car, and then hand the trolley case to Jimmy, and he will help you pack it. Then pull the back seat door and get in."

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh at that time..."

"Tighten your facial muscles, you must appear to be trying to restrain your anger, and your image must be cool.

"Finally, do you mean to eat people with this expression?"

At home in Hyde Park, Yeremov was instructing Fergie's "breakup". Song Ya, Aunt Susie, Taraji, the maid, and others sat aside and admired her clumsy acting skills, all laughing happily.

Old Mike leaned against the TV cabinet with a cup of coffee, and his face, which had always been sloppy, rarely showed a vivid smile.

On the TV, the local TV station is broadcasting gossip news. Song Ya and Fergie’s various sweet group photos are used as the background. The host said: “APLUS suddenly appeared in Washington while showing his affection with Fergie. He specially visited the visitors during this trip. Assemblyman Gore, the two took a cordial photo..." Finally, the picture was frozen in the group photo of Song Ya and Gore. "It is rumored that Gore intends to participate in the Donkey Party primary election again..."

"So what do you want me to do!" Fergie became more impetuous as she practiced, "I don't want to practice anymore! I need to rest a while when I'm tired." She dropped the trolley case, took off the big bag with her slanting back and smashed it towards him. Yeremov, then plunged into Song Ya's arms, "My dear..."

"What's wrong?" Song Ya scratched her nose.

"You won't collude with them to break up with me if you want to fake it?" She asked by acting like a baby.

"How is it possible, haven't you signed the confidentiality agreement?"

Song Ya knows Fergie's careful thinking, "Everything is for ihateuiloveu, this song is very important to you and me."

"APLUS."

Hamlin appeared at the door, "There is a new situation."

Song Ya patted the girl's ass in his arms, "Go practice, it's a few days since the tenth."

"Okay." Fergie had no choice but to go back and drag the trolley case, letting Yeremov hang the bag back on her body and continue practicing.

Song Ya and Hamlin went to the study.

"Johnson won't delay any more. Barron said he must give an answer within an hour." Hamlin pointed to Song Ya's watch.

Song Yaben didn't expect Johnson to be stupidly delayed by himself for a long time, "Let's do it, just tell the other party my decision before the time he set."

"Ok."

Hamlin pinched and called Barron's lawyer. "Barron, my client asked me to tell that he doesn't accept Mr. Johnson's new terms... Yes, he has no intention of cooperating."

Song Ya observed that Hamlin did not hang up, but kept listening, frowning.

"Barron said he has new conditions and wants to talk to you personally."

Hamlin handed the microphone over, "Barron, what do you say?" Song Ya directly pressed the hands-free button.

"Mr. Johnson is willing to further reduce the conditions of cooperation." The original conditions have not reached Johnson's bottom line, Barron said: "We can leave the entire transaction in a vague state without making any agreement, relying on both sides. How about maintaining tacit understanding?"

Song Ya and Hamlin looked at each other, "Fuzzy state?"

"Yes, just when you and Mr. Johnson are old friends for many years, they will talk about gossip in the circle and the like. I think there is no reason why you should not agree to this condition? APLUS."

"There is too much uncertainty in the word fuzzy. I can talk about whatever I want to talk about. Will Mr. Johnson accept it?" Song Ya asked.

"Yes, APLUS boy, stop rejecting Mr. Johnson. Is it a bad thing for you to make friends with someone like him?" Attorney Barron said.

Song Ya looked at Hamlin, who nodded slightly.

"Friends will not harm each other, such as the Grammy Awards." Song Ya suggested.

"as you wish."

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