Chicago 1990

"It's all red. ????A`"

Mariah Carey turned her face to look at the full-length mirror and put down the corners of the skirt, but she complained and complained, the corners of her mouth were upturned, and her eyebrows were happy.

"Seriously, you can't be so careless in the future. You are diva. The guys who are on the street like to get a famous woman like you and brag about it as a conversation. Maybe they will write it in the lyrics. , Then the fun will be great."

Song Ya warned seriously.

In fact, most young girls in the United States are not particularly open to some extent, but some temptations are unbearable. In addition to becoming a star, some small tricks are also very useful, such as taking her into a nightclub through a VIP channel that never needs to line up. Or a bar, it’s best to be in front of the other girls in the long queue, as well as the starter, the cheerleader, or the prom queen who got her off the local race. Of course, be everyone in the nightclub or banquet The focus of attention is also included.

Although she has received strict diva training from Motura, who has a strong desire for control, since she was discovered by Sony Columbia Records at the age of eighteen, she was born in a poor family in New York, and her yearning for the colorful nightlife here has been buried in her heart. After he became famous, he was sought after everywhere, and he was not short of money. The feeling of compensation for the regret of the teenage years gradually fermented.Song Ya could feel it when she said aloud to invite the whole audience to drink in the nightclub.

"Fake and serious, you are the same as them." She didn't agree with her words, and touched the tightly wrapped white bandage on Song Ya's shoulder.

"Yao Jin hasn't passed yet."

Song Ya moved a little bit, and it was okay. He didn't have the fear of Mariah Carey. Although it was dangerous at the time, the two gunmen of gd didn't want to point their guns at him.

The bedroom door was knocked, "Miss Kelly's assistant and bodyguard will arrive in five minutes." Taraji reported outside the door, "And Motura..."

She quickly began to tidy up her appearance.

"Don't throw away the bodyguards next time." Song Ya also walked out, "except when dating me."

Suddenly she rushed over and hugged her waist from behind, "What should I do? I find that I am totally in love with you. I may never forget the way you just guarded me with your life in the nightclub." She clasped her hands tightly. Put his face on his back and whisper softly.

"Okay, okay, it's not so exaggerated. A man would do that." Song Ya turned around and hugged the woman made of water, "Why are you crying again?"

"It's strange, alas! It's a pity that you are too bothered..."

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"What happened to the blonde Xinhuan who was photographed while traveling with Oakley? Huh?"

"Uh……"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, "Alright? They are almost downstairs." Taraji urged again.

In addition to the pale female assistant who was scared, there were also the dejected bodyguards, Motura and some of his trusted senior executives at Sony Columbia Records also arrived, as well as being very kind to Song Ya during the last conflict. That lawyer.

"Mimi, are you okay with your feet." Motula came up and walked towards her with concern.

"I'm fine." She said with her arms folded on her chest.

"You are not allowed to go to such places anymore," Motura said sternly.

In the same way, she rolled her eyes this time, and then went to the corner of the sofa to sit down and ignore people.

"you!"

"Uh, Mr. Motula, the study is here." Unable to put on clothes, Song Ya, who put on a coat at random, interrupted Motula and led them into the study.

"The TV station will not be long before we have public relations, if they find anything unpredictable."

Motura enters the working state, "You really didn't participate in this, right?" He asked.

"Didn't you let me go there?!" Song Ya was startled, "You don't want to leave yourself alone?"

"will not,Don't get excited, I'm just in case."

Motula said, "Of course, I'll change the way of saying it. How about letting you go there for publicity? Talk to the rappers in Harlem on the spot."

"Fine……"

Song Ya knew that it was inappropriate for him to let himself go to find Mariah Carey when it was revealed. "I reminded in advance that I didn't say anything good to K-Ci on stage. You know, the rapper was in battle. At that time, it was the most ruthless, and I was considered by the outside world to be involved in gd, alas..."

As he said it, he couldn't help but sighed, "You are going to kill me Mr. Motura."

"You are very unlucky. I didn't expect that it was K-Ci who died."

Motura was also a little depressed, "Sony Columbia Records will provide you with a professional security team, and the rest..." He gestured to several executives.

"In fact, things are not as big as imagined." An executive of the publicity department said: "Now New York is chaotic, and shootings are frequent. If it were not for the death of a singer, in fact, the TV station would not give such news much during the critical period of the election. Length. So, as long as there is no new material, we can make the incident disappear from the public’s sight quickly."

"But the radio..." Song Ya reminded.

"We also have public relations for big radio stations. Don't you have the resources for small and medium radio stations? Aplus." the executive asked.

"I can only ask them to help push songs. I might have a counterproductive effect when I appear in public relations."

Of course, Song Ya has taken this into consideration. Those small and medium-sized black DJs have always had a very big mouth, and they are particularly afraid of being thought that they can’t get inside information and they can’t get mixed up in society. As long as one person speaks, the others must start mysteriously to the audience. 'Free to play' now.

"Yes."

The executive thought for a while, "Let the bragging father come out and talk? Focus the grievances on him and Lori."

"How is he? And is he willing?" Song Ya took the opportunity to inquire.

"I heard that I was shot, but it didn't matter." The executive replied: "He is the main target. A guy nicknamed biggie helped him block a few shots and is now rescuing him. Why is he not willing? Is he? Dare to start another game besides Lori? You are much richer than Lori and him combined."

Song Ya remembered the big fat rapper who looked a bit like Tony's brother. Indeed, it covered a large area.

It seems that the bragging daddy is as tough as Little Lori, his grievances are hard to end!

"Of course he would be best if he wants to."

Just like what Lao Qiao said when he was fighting hard with Little Lori, he has more money than him and more people than him. It should be someone else worrying about him.

"Then we put some pressure on Shangcheng Records?" The executive looked at Motura.

"If Harrell hadn't been forced by Jodeci and Mary Blige's perseverance, he wouldn't let that bastard return to Uptown Records..."

Motula still has a good grasp of this matter. The owner of Uptown Records hates bragging daddy. After he was expelled from his fight with Lori the last time, I did not expect that Jodeci and Mary Blige's albums immediately stalled. At the frequent requests of Jodeci and Mary Blige, he had no choice but to agree to let the bragging father go back as long as the problem with Lori was resolved.

Little Lori's character is definitely unwilling to reconcile. The bragging father had found himself several times through various channels and was rejected. He had to take the risk and find an opportunity to ambush Little Lori in San Diego, which is another solution.Of course, this is only Song Ya's guess, even if it was done by the bragging father, as long as the police can't find conclusive evidence, he will certainly not be stupid enough to admit it.

"The guy bragging daddy is very talented in music, especially mixing, and this guy actually has a business in his heart that is greater than his brother's loyalty set. As far as I know, he has already completed the Jodeci and Mary Blige albums. Most of the production, but he didn’t return to Uptown Records to get the rights of the producer for a day, so he refused to take it out, even if Jodeci and Mary Blige had a good relationship with him." An executive in the production department said.

So when Harrell felt that Lori was indeed a toothless tiger, and after the news that gd did not guarantee him was true, and under the pressure of the singers under his banner, he finally nodded and let the bragging father return to the uptown record, bragging father and Dave Hall and others quickly produced albums for Jodeci and Mary Blige, and they achieved good results.And here, when Mariah Carey heard Mary Blige’s first album'what'sthe411?', she thought about making a similar style single, so she went to find Dave, who has a relatively clean reputation. Hall, and then, it's today...

Song Ya probably figured out the context, and said: "I have let nas be the middleman. He is with rakim."

"That's okay." Motura said: "Remember aplus, Sony Columbia Records will not allow a gangster to do what you do. Of course, if you are willing to renew the release contract for five years in advance..."

"Hey!" Song Ya spread out her hands, "Should I be robbed by you even if I am unlucky for you? Mr. Motura!"

"Okay, okay, when I didn't say haha...just kidding, you kid."

Motura laughed and patted his arm.

Everyone continued to discuss follow-up public relations issues. When it came out, "Miss Kelly said she was very tired, and she went home to rest first," Taraji said.

"Ok."

Motula remained majestic and nodded, "aplus, it is estimated that the law enforcement unit will come to you tomorrow and let your lawyer deal with it carefully."

"I understand, my personal lawyer is almost here." Song Ya replied.

"Keep in touch." He left surrounded by everyone.

Song Ya looked at their backs, frowning and thinking.

"What's wrong?" Taraji walked to him and asked, "What conspiracy did you find?"

"No, it just feels that their attitude towards me has changed slightly, including Motura."

Song Ya touched his chin, "It seems to be a little afraid of me, especially the lawyer, who has been avoiding my gaze."

"Because of this?" Taraji went to turn on the radio.

'aplus, it was definitely aplus. If it was Little Lori, why didn't you kill the bragging father and kill k-ci?'

A black dj on a small radio station started to analyze it with seriousness, "I had a brother who was there at the time, and he said that K-Ci was very rude to aplus in freestyle. You know, the guy aplus is so young and so popular and rich. And I have never heard that he has had freestyle experience, maybe he took k-ci's blows seriously, so m-fxxk got up and made his men bang on the spot!Da da da……"

Taraji changed the station and said, "I have a friend whose name I can't say. Do you know which gang he is in?Middle and high level."A guest is saying mysteriously.

"Where?" the host asked.

"I can't say it directly, but you know that he and aplus are in the same group."

"Haha, I know where he is from, so he is very embarrassed! Middle and high level, wow."

"He said a word to me, do you know what it is?"

"What content?"

"Don't mess with aplus."

"I understand, I understand..."

The third stage, "I was on the scene at the time. Ren aplus didn't talk too much nonsense with you. I pointed a gun at k-ci, and the kid under the stage did it directly! How can I look like those fake bandits in the hip-hop circle? Beef (rap singers dissing each other's songs) come beef and go..."

"Fxxk!" Song Ya cursed, "the law enforcement unit will not bring a search warrant directly tomorrow, right?"

Old Mike came over and held the intercom to Song Ya's ear.

"Boss, we stopped someone downstairs. He said his name was Dave Hall." Mavota's voice.

"Let him come up." Unexpectedly, the person on the bragging father's side would come over first, "Search your body carefully."

"Ok." Mavota replied.

"Old Mike, you will search again later." Song Ya is now a little afraid that the other party is coming to'avenge', "Do you think it is normal for them to line up to find me so quickly?"

"Either you are scared, or you have a plan." Old Mike said.

Song Ya agrees very much. He needs to brag about his father's statement, but he can't show his cards so quickly.

"Aplus, I'm here on behalf of the bragging father, uh..." Dave Hall seemed a little nervous.

"It's great if you're okay, Dave, today we are both fortune-tellers, do you drink something, whiskey?" Song Ya poured a glass of wine and handed it to him.

Dave Hall took the wine in his hand. "He has lost a friend and a friend was seriously injured. There has been too much blood in Harlem. He no longer wants to continue the grudge with Little Lori."

"Hehehe, don't talk about this, okay Dave, that matter has nothing to do with me from the beginning to the end, I don't care, do you remember? I expressed my opinion to you and the bragging father a long time ago. "

Song Ya spread his hands out, so he wouldn't be a middleman at this time, and he couldn't believe what the other party said, "You are still embarrassing me in the nightclub on purpose."

"I'm sorry, their young people are too impulsive. Let's get back to business, can you tell us aplus?" Dave Hall asked, "It's just a report."

"Why do you have to come to me? Many times!"

Song Ya was not very happy, because the anesthetic was gradually ineffective, and the wound on his back shoulder slowly began to hurt and itchy. He subconsciously reached into his draped coat.

'boom!'

Dave Hall shook his hand and the wine glass fell to the ground.

"What's the matter with you?" Song Ya looked at the sweat of the other's forehead, a little inexplicable.