Chicago 1990

"The warehouse is vacated, right? The first freighter departed and their freighter also departed? Okay."

Song Ya stayed in Chicago for a few days. He was relieved when he heard that the Huaguo Chemical Plant had packaged a cargo plane to transport the technical data away. He could help a little. "The fluorescent agent orders have increased, right? This is not over. Continue to increase production and stocking and fill up the warehouse."

This is also helping himself. He doesn't want to take the risk of delaying more than a dozen working days, 57 million dollars, and now he has no money!

"I know that most of them are gifts, and I also know that the money I earned is not enough for the delivery fee, but this is at least better than before, isn't it? When our fluorescent agent becomes popular, everything will be fine. My music video Bring it out at the beginning of next year, um, again, your task is to extend the light-emitting time and increase the color.

He hung up the phone, ended the conversation with the general manager of Barn, and smiled at the middle-aged white man sitting in front of him: "Excuse me, where did we mention it?"

Scout, a talent dug from Sears Department Store to A+ Apparel, has already taken the post of General Manager of A+ Apparel Company. This guy hesitated at first. I heard that Song Ya had magical powers to settle the Barn Chemical case. Make up your mind and jump over.

"I want to go to China to learn about A+ Garment's joint venture garment factory over there, as well as the style and quality of the clothes."

Scott has just taken over the A+ apparel designer studio established by Song Asheng in San Francisco, and he is in the stage of getting more familiar with the business.

"No problem, I'll let Riiser help you with the itinerary. The first batch of products over there should be T-shirts. The cost is very low. Riiser says it's less than a cut." Song Ya said excitedly.

Scout laughed and poured cold water on him. "Everything depends on the quality. If the quality is not good, the cost may not compete with places like Bangladesh and Ceylon."

"Anyway, you can manage these things." Song Ya said.

The two chatted briefly. Scout left and Song Ya began to review the documents again. The ten rehiring engineers stationed at the Huaguo Chemical Plant were basically old men. The salary was expensive. In addition to the high allowance, they also asked for it every year. Lots of holidays.

He signed a pen to agree and put it on the side of the boss's desk, and someone would handle it regularly.

"Boss, time is almost here." Taraji came to remind.

"Ok."

Song Ya finished the work and left A+ Records with her. Di Lay had already completed the sampling for LondonBridge and agreed to the price of Warner Records, that is, to leave the name of the original song on the composition column, which means that the sampled object has about six points. One of the accompaniment music copyrights, which is one percent of the revenue of a single.

Because he couldn't drag it any longer, Song Ya couldn't get a bargain from Warner Records. The other party recognized the name of'APLUS'. As long as APLUS used something in my repertoire, it wouldn't be cheap.There is no way, but to reach cooperation, after all, the right to not give you samples is in the hands of others.

To get this done, before Song Ya gave the song to Fergie, she had to secure Fergie's next singer contract and renew the newcomer contract with one year left. The new contract is five years, two plus one.

"Hey, Chuck, Jimmy."

He visited Chuck Goodman's house again and met with the Goodman brothers. "Hurry up and bring this thing to Fergie, Jimmy."

Song Ya sat down, asked Taraji to take out the contract text he had brought, and handed it to Jimmy.

"New contract?" Jimmy was cooking, wiped his hands, took it, and looked at it seriously.

Song Ya and his brother went to the study to watch TV while chatting. During the global tour, MJ was arguing with the government. He called on all parties in the Yugoslavia civil war to coexist peacefully, while the Western countries led by the United States are busy pulling the sidelines. It.

"MJ himself is still a lot of trouble." Chuck said: "Now all kinds of rumors about him are made up."

In addition to the usual bleaching and plastic surgery issues, the little boy in his manor, the unknown instrument that once lay in, and the mysterious dream manor. The American public likes to discuss these.

"He should have participated in the Oprah talk show at the beginning of the year. It would be fine for him to make everything clear earlier." Song Ya said.

"Yes, I heard that he is willing to go to Oprah now?" Chuck asked.

"I heard that in March next year, he will finish everything." Song Ya nodded, "but I feel a bit late. He should listen to Motura at the beginning of the year."

At this time, Jimmy came in with the contract text, "Uh...APLUS." He glanced at his brother with a wince, "Is this new contract too bad for Miss Fergie?"

"what?"

Song Ya frowned, "What's the disadvantage?"

"She will release her first album next year, right? I heard her say that in addition to the ihateuiloveu female solo version, you will also prepare a strong single for her, right? Then her record should be able to achieve some results, but none of this is reflected On the next contract." Jimmy said.

"What do you want to embody?" Song Ya asked.

"Signing fee, you paid 1 million for Common, it makes no sense that Miss Fergie can't get more. There are also related treatments that are promoted according to the position, assistants, bodyguards, set-up fees, dressing rooms, and recording studios. Wait... By the way, the conditions for jumping out of the contract are too harsh, far less than the industry's normal standards." Jimmy pointed to the contract terms one by one.

"No..." Song Ya was caught off guard, looking at the black question mark on his face, "Jimmy, I asked you to be Fergie's agent for this day, remember?"

"Uh, but..." Jimmy was aggrieved holding the contract documents. "This is too bad for Miss Fergie. I am her agent. Now she is my employer. I have to do it for her benefit..."

"WTF?" Song Ya was a little angry, "It's true that she is your employer, but you are still an agent of my agency! Don't forget this."

"You are too deep into the show, Jimmy." His brother also gave Song Ya a helping hand, "We will talk about it when we are willing to give you this job. Your first responsibility is to help APLUS control its artists."

"But..." He didn't dare to speak anymore, and he kept murmuring in his mouth, completely inaudible.

"What are you talking about?" Song Ya forced.

Jimmy seemed to have suddenly plucked up the courage, "But this contract is not good for my income! And Miss Fergie values ​​things about vanity, dressing rooms, car distribution, travel ostentation, etc... she saw This contract will be very unhappy, she is not the kind of rookie singer who knows nothing."

"Hehe, don't worry about that."

Song Ya smiled, "This is just my quotation. You can show her first, and then negotiate with me for her. I have a second contract, and there will be better treatment for her. Don't worry. She is satisfied with you and I, and everyone is happy."

Song Ya didn’t choose to talk directly with the girl who shared the bed, just to not hurt her feelings on the money. He also knew that Fergie was very shrewd, so he left enough room for bargaining, “You go and give her this contract now. I am waiting for your reply, I will go to New York soon, there is no time to linger."

"Okay." Jimmy agreed, put on his jacket and went out.

"Will he be obedient?" Song Ya was worried, and asked Chuck Goodman.

"He made the idea of ​​double-teaming last time. Did you forget?" Chuck was also not sure, shrugging: "I said that he had a lot of bad ideas when he was a kid."

"Uh……"

Soon, Fergie arrived with him angrily, "I have been with you for so long, so you treat me with this contract!?" She picked up a pillow and threw it on Song Ya, "I'll even pay a penny for the signing fee. Is it not worth your money?"

Song Ya gave Jimmy a stern look, smiled and raised her elbow to protect herself, "This is my first offer. We all want anything you want... Don't smash it, we can talk about it!"

"Ghost talk to you!" Fergie folded her hands and sat down on the sofa, "I have to wait for the post to discuss the contract!"

Song Ya's face turned cold, "No, the renewal must be negotiated before the post, otherwise what should I do if you run away? I am not holding you in vain?"

"That's how you guarded against me?" Fergie cried out suddenly, "I will accompany you and Halle, and Amy, and Cassidy, and Taraji..."

"Cough cough." Taraji hurried to her side, put his arms around her shoulders, and glared at Song Ya, "Don't be a cold-blooded boss, and take out the second contract."

"Okay, okay." Song Ya asked her to take out another contract from her bag.

"Jimmy, look first." Fergie wiped away his tears, and Jimmy accepted the contract. "Or..." He stayed away a bit. "It still doesn't work. The price of breaching the contract is too high."

"Hey! Jimmy! Is your M-Fxxk...Is it..." Song Ya almost threatened with anger and raised his face, "This is the best offer Fergie, otherwise I won't give you the strong order. Don’t do any promotion for your first major!"

Fergie burst into tears again.

"Don't cry girl, I know you often use this method to get something from me, but this is my bottom line. Is there anything wrong with staying in my company? Or do you really want to quit me?" Song Ya scowled.

"Mr. APLUS, Miss Fergie doesn't want to go, but she deserves a better contract." Jimmy said again.

"Jimmy, if you say one more thing, I will fire you." Song Ya said to him the same thing as the general manager of Barn.

"Jimmy is my agent! Only I can decide whether to fire him or not!" Fergie exclaimed.

Song Ya took a deep breath. He didn't expect things to be turned into this way. He sneered, "But I can still fire him. He signed the brokerage company under the name of Aunt Susie."

"Uh, Mr. APLUS, is this not good for both of us, right? Your operation is still illegal, if it is exposed..." Jimmy said.

Song Ya was shocked.

"Jimmy!" His brother was also angry this time, "You passed the line!"

Jimmy was frightened back a few steps again, boldly, "I just want to get a better contract for my employer."

"This is already very good. I asked you to sing ihateuiloveu, participate in WhereIsTheLove, and play Trumpets' MV Fergie." Song Ya calmed down and began to play emotional cards against Fergie. "I still have a strong single. After buying the sampling rights, I’ll wait for you to sign this contract..."

"If I don't sign, will you really not give me the song or the first promotional resource?" Fergie also stopped crying, and she asked in a low voice.

"This is what the record industry does! Otherwise, if my three-year newcomer made an appointment to pick you up and you run away, everyone in the industry would laugh at me!" Song Ya said to her.

"Hmph." Fergie sneered, "Motura did the same to you at the beginning, and you resisted desperately. Now you treat me with the same method, more irony, you finally become the person you hate. "

"That's it, Fergie!"

At this point, Song Ya also laughed, looking at the girl in front of me, she felt a sense of relief in her heart, "You always use all kinds of small means, crying, begging, acting like a baby, pretending to be angry and wanting something in front of me. West, I occasionally let you succeed, but I don’t feel good about it in my heart. That’s it! You show your smart side openly, chatting, negotiating, challenging me like an adult, you Half a year older than me! I desperately got what I wanted from Motula, and you can try it from me."

"Then I will talk about this contract after the first album is released." Fergie raised his head and said.

"Then I won't give you a strong order, nor will I help you make the first special announcement." Song Ya answered.

"I will let Jimmy expose the ownership structure of your agency." Fergie said again.

"Go, go to the exposure, we will fight a lawsuit for three to five years." Song Ya replied.

"I signed a publishing company, wrote an autobiography, exposed your absurd life, and exposed your hypocrisy under the packaging of WhereIsTheLove."

"Write it, I am a black hip-hop singer, born in a slum, which is far more absurd than me. You are a white child star, and your potential audience will not like to see this."

"Put it in the water I gave you!"

"You... stop making trouble, be normal."

For the first time, the two looked at each other and competed for will.