Chicago 1990

Just do it, DIVA is also very motivated. Mariah Carey immediately called her brother Morgan and arranged a time for the family to meet. She also sent a plane to pick up the well-known Chinese wedding dress designer Vivi Wang who was on vacation. (VERAWANG).

Weiwei Wang, a fashionable figure in the fashion industry, couldn't be called upon casually. She used the name of inviting to the new house housewarming party, so it was inevitable to open a grand party.

"NAS brother, welcome."

Both of them called many friends, especially those in the fashion industry, "Hey, Newman." After Song Ya fisted with NAS, he shook hands with Mariah Carey's manager Newman, "Where is Daniel?"

"He's behind, coming."

Let NAS and his entourage in, Song Ya accompanies Newman to stand at the bottom of the villa steps, and from afar, he sees Daniel leading Samantha Cole and his party walking over, and the girl is holding Walter's arm, who is already divorced behind him. The two heads together, chatting very affectionately, and the honest and staid Walter was amused by laughter from time to time.

"Is it okay for Walter?" Song Ya remembered that she was less than sixteen when she auditioned for my life, so she must not be seventeen now. "Daniel doesn't care about his niece?"

"You enter the recording industry one day?" Newman was surprised.

"APLUS, Newman."

When they walked in to shake hands, "Did you go to see David?" Daniel asked.

"Mimi and I went yesterday, he is so thin that I dare not recognize him."

Song Ya answered.David Cole, who was infected with HIV, was dying ill and estimated that there would be no more than a few months left in his life. "Roberto Klevell is with him."

"Yes, it's a pity..."

Daniel sighed, "That disease is terrible."

"Let's talk about something happy." Newman looked at the topic a little heavy, "Your performance this year is great, Daniel, congratulations."

"Thank you." Daniel was also a little proud about this. "You don't know how I got through the first full year. APLUS, I also want to thank you for agreeing to settle all settlement business between us and A+ Records. To next year."

"Help each other, the result is good."

Song Ya knew that he was fighting fiercely with the people of Motula inside Sony Columbia Records. Under this circumstance, his performance could surpass that of last year. With his big umbrella, he and his fiancée could save a lot of troubles. Just help if you can.

Everyone chatted for a few words, and walked into the villa together.

"Daniel! Walter! Welcome!" Mariah Carey raised the champagne glass in her hand and shouted loudly. She and Brenda, Vivi Wang, Patty Rabell and other women gathered in a circle and were chatting happily. .

"Hey, Miss Kelly, Patty..." Daniel and the others went over to say hello.

"I'll take you around this new home!" Mariah Carey took the initiative to act as a guide.

There are constant celebrities from music and fashion circles, as well as nearby neighbors and local politicians. With live band performances, the party quickly becomes lively.

"Gloria, Mr. Estefan, welcome."

Song Ya saw Shakira in a large group of people behind the Latin Gang of Sony Columbia Records Latin Gang, "Delícia, delícia, Assimvocêmemata..." and sang two apocalyptic songs to the other party in beautiful evening clothes. AiSeEuTePego, "I recently learned some Portuguese."

"Very standard."

The girl stayed for a while, but she squeezed a polite smile before she got up lonely, turned her head to continue chatting with her friends, brushed past, and blocked Song Ya's question about her next year's album.

"My dear!" Mariah Carey hurried out of the villa, "Galiano is coming soon."

"Who?"

"John Galliano, very famous, it is rumored that he will become Givenchy's designer next year."

"Do you need to wait specifically?"

"The top fashion designer has a very weird temper.

Mariah Carey waited at the door, and soon a car drove into the villa. Galliano, who was thin and a little weird, got out of the car. She was indeed dressed in good taste, but waited until his male companion put it on him. That kind of exaggerated magician is not quite right with the same black top hat, the hat itself is okay, the key is that there are two wreaths of flowers around the brim...

"Welcome, John, thank you for coming."

Regardless of the status and status of women, in front of fashion designers of this level, most of them are very motivated to have a good relationship with each other. DIVA is no exception. Mariah Carey quietly elbows the stunned Song. Asia.

"Sorry, Bengzhu." Song Ya stretched out his hand.

"Bonjour, but I'm English, so I can speak English." The other side shook his hand and smiled, then went to hug Mariah Carey.

"Uh... well, please come in."

John Galliano quickly integrated into Mariah Carey's women's circle, Song Ya looked on coldly, feeling that he was gay and didn't run away, so he let go.

The fashion circle will naturally bring many men and women from the model circle. Soon, a large group of tall models will also come one after another, mostly women, and the party atmosphere will soon be brought into the carnival rhythm by the energetic them.

Song Ya unknowingly drank a lot of wine, so he also learned from the old Rakim and Kane dad, with a face of hip-hop boss and host lying on the sofa to rest, surrounded by many new music players to have fun, and guests from time to time. Come over to say hello to the models, and occasionally sign names for neighbors’ children.

"APLUS, let me introduce you."

NAS brought a white man in a blue vertical striped shirt and a skateboard hat over and said, "James Jebia, a very famous buyer in Manhattan."

"Hello there."

Song Ya casually chatted with the other party. This person’s street fashion store just opened, specializing in skateboarding goods and clothing, and using his own fashion sense, he bought various other brands of clothing before reselling after matching them. So NAS Calling him a buyer, he also helped some trendy brand stores of NAS.

"I'm not limited to skateboarding. Young people nowadays don't want to be bound by any style. They can wear whatever they want, as long as they can reflect their unique personality..."

Song Ya was listening to James Jebia’s opinion when suddenly someone leaned over to his ear from behind the sofa, "APLUS, is it convenient to have a private chat?"

Song Ya heard this black accent, and looked back, it turned out to be Damon Dash who had met twice, Jazzy's little brother who had been anonymously reported to the game by Goodman. NAS called the most cunning guy in Brooklyn. people.

"What!? Hey! How did you come in!?"

It's impossible to invite such a person, Song Ya immediately questioned loudly, and by the way also signaled the bodyguard.

Two bodyguards rushed over, one strangled Damon Dash's neck with one arm from behind, and the other hugged his waist and dragged it out.

"APLUS, give me a chance, let's talk." He begged to be dragged away.

At this time everyone noticed that he was wearing a pair of waiter's pants, which should have been mixed in through the party service company.

There was a small commotion among nearby guests, "I thought he was your follower." Mavota came over and said to NAS: "He has been hanging behind you just now."

"We didn't even notice someone behind..." the NAS attendant murmured.

This guy is really cunning, "Or listen to what he wants to do with you, APLUS." NAS said: "His boss, Jazzy will not be able to get out in prison for a while. I heard that he was involved in the violence inside. , Was punished."

It's still the normal operation of Nger. Many people burgled in and got into trouble and stayed in prison for more than ten years. There were also various grievances and unavoidable things that would get into the prison, especially for young blacks. .

"What's wrong? Honey." Mariah Carey also came over and asked.

"It's nothing, there is a waiter who came in. Let's talk about it when the party is over." Song Ya relieved her.Suddenly, he saw a blonde waitress holding a tray standing against the wall, and he felt a little familiar no matter how she looked.

I glanced a few more times, and remembered, the flight attendant who met Xiao Lizi on the plane in the original movie of Cat and Mouse Game...

"Brother NAS." It didn't take much effort to come, but it wasn't easy for me to strike up a conversation, so I had to let NAS come, "Can you help me get the girl's contact information? Keep a low profile, don't say I want it."

"Ok?"

NAS first glanced at the back of Mariah Carey, who had not yet gone far away, and cast her admiring gaze at Song Ya, "You are really good at APLUS, it's okay, look at me." He said from the bottom of his heart. Thumbs up, and then the leader walked around in a circle and approached the waitress.

He misunderstood, but since the girl is still a waiter, it must be easy for NAS to ask for a phone call. It's still early to start shooting the cat and mouse game, and he is not in a hurry.

At this time, the person in charge of the party service company heard the news and apologized personally. Song Ya waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, but he would definitely not use this service in the future to let social idlers into the waiter team. This kind of company is for celebrities. Untrustworthy.

"Pre-wedding party...Las Vegas...Gigolo...Carnival..."

When the party went on a little later, many celebrities left one after another. Song Ya was trying to find Mariah Carey to send Daniel off, when she saw Brenda dancing and dancing loudly to her from afar, some words came to her ears. Frowned, "What are you talking about so happy?"

"Hey Man! Lean to the bridegroom, this is our girl's secret! OK?" Brenda should have drunk a lot too, and directly drove people away in the voice of a black aunt.

"Huh?" Song Ya stared at her.

She seemed to remember that the boss in front of her was her own boss, and she dared not speak anymore.

"What are you talking about? I just heard..."

Asking his fiancee to take his arms, he asked while on the way to send Daniel off.

"Pre-wedding party, you shouldn't inquire, go to your best man Dilai and they discuss your own." She didn't want to say either.

It seems that men and women in the U.S. do have the habit of being taken to a carnival by their own buddies for one night or a few days before marriage. The programs are usually arranged by the buddies, so...they will play crazy.

Song Ya raised her head subconsciously, without wearing a hat today, "Can't we cancel this session? I think this... is this a bad habit?"

"You can be really rude sometimes, dear."

She refused casually, "Hey, Daniel, are you leaving?" Concentrated on socializing.

Even today, Song Ya decided to turn around and force her to dispel her thoughts.

"That person is still waiting for you." At about two or three in the morning, Old Mike came to remind him, "He refused to leave."

"Who?" Song Yaren was already dazed on the sofa.

"The one who used the service company to get in, I asked him to throw him out, but he was still hovering near the entrance of the villa." Old Mike said, "He doesn't seem to be driving."

Song Ya thought for a while. At this time, in this kind of location, it is difficult to move without a car. A black man wandering in the rich area at night may be arrested by the responsible patrol at any time, "Forget it, it's okay anyway, I listen to what he wants to say. what."

Old Mike brought Damon Dash back, and of course he searched his body beforehand. Song Ya chose to see him in the new study here, "Say, what's the matter with you? If you want to ask me to help your eldest brother get out of prison Forget it, I won't help a hawker."

"No, rest assured APLUS, I am extremely grateful to you for giving me this opportunity..."

Damon Dash’s conversation is very good among black people from the bottom. Song Ya learned this last time. This time the other party didn’t deliberately use hip-hop accents, it was even more obvious, and even occasionally a few high-level vocabulary came out. , "In fact, to put it simply, I want to be your follower and do things for you."

"That's it? I don't need a follower." Song Ya refused.

"What you need..." Damon Dash said: "I feel that some money is on the ground, but you didn't pick it up, or you didn't see it."

"money?"

"Yes, such as the bragging father, many of his businesses, such as suits, T-shirts..."

"He learned from me." Song Ya interrupted him. Now there is no singer's clothing business as big as his own. "It's nothing more than a well-run fashion brand store."

"I haven't finished talking yet, there is something else, alcohol, have you not paid attention to it? Host parties and small performances?" Damon Dash continued.

"It's nothing more than fame."

Song Ya dismissed it. The hip-hop singers on the east and west coasts have been DISSing each other for more than half a year. The bragging father did get a lot of attention from that. His first album ReadyToDie tailored for Biggie is also selling very well, and Biggie is also He was called by the New York music media as a figure on the East Coast who can stand shoulder to shoulder with 2PAC.

But when it comes to making money, the bragging father still can't see his car's taillights.

"No, I think you are much more popular than Bragging Dad or Biggie. Why don't you pick up this money? No one will think it's too much, right?"

Damon Dash asked: "Do you know that the city is popular? APLUS."

"CityPop? The popular genre from the book is very early." Song Ya replied.

"Yes, the city is popular, and the city leads the fashion. The city life during the economic prosperity of the book is the soil that created that kind of music, but what about the current American cities? At night, we are the dark world, then we, no A black superstar like you can naturally lead the trend of people's night consumption, right?"

"It's interesting, go on."

Song Ya remembered that Li Klubin had said similar theories to himself before. No matter how poor the blacks are, they are also urban residents, and the things in the city must be fashionable...

"What do people spend at night? Nightclubs, bars, and parties like you. You brought the trend of fluorescent nights, but I thought you would continue to tap the potential in this area, but I didn’t expect you to do something else. Yes, of course your other businesses are also very successful." Damon Dash said.

"I don't want to get involved with nightclubs and bar business..." Song Ya shook his head.

"You forgot a large consumer product."

"liqueur?"

"Yes, just New York, how much wine do people drink every night? This is a gold mine APLUS..."

"The cost of brewing is high, the cycle is long, and it is basically the world of large multinational companies, and the high-end is not easy to do. The French have a good idea."

"There are so many varieties of alcohol because people like to drink fresh, especially cocktails, so the base alcohol market for cocktails has not been cleaned up by big brands, especially vodka. The cost is not high and the consumption is large. Many good brands are concentrated in Eastern Europe and Mao Zina are incredibly cheap now."

"Should I bring vodka?"

"Yes, that's right, that's what it means. You will make money from APLUS. It's not just about bringing in goods. You can cooperate with the vodka company to make a sub-line product that is exclusive to your brand."

Damon Dash said: "Although it may not be as successful as your clothing and chemical factory business, why don't you pick up money in front of you? I wanted to wait for Jazzy to become popular and do this business with him, but now he is in. , And because I was not in New York at the time, and the sentence was the lightest, they suspected that it was the place where I sold the hidden things..."

Song Ya smiled and said nothing.

"How? Is my idea worthy of your taking me in?" Damon Dash asked.

"Probably, but I need a professional to discuss it carefully, old Mike, send him back in a car." Song Ya took out a small roll of banknotes from the drawer and threw it to the other party.

"Isn't this to send my money?" Damon Dash asked with a few hundred dollars.

"You don't have to doubt my credibility, but now your words have not been verified, so...for now, there are only these, so save some flowers."

Song Ya sent him away, and after a little thought, he called Song Asheng, "Lao Song, is vodka made in China? Not produced? How about wine and champagne? There are very few? No, you can't drink liquor from the US... …"

After chatting, he asked some professionals the next day, and he picked the long-established Changyu winery over there, and sent Song Asheng to go there, planning to negotiate a joint venture with the other party first, and then find a way to buy a Maozidong. The vodka distillery, and then opened a sub-line brand for the American market, specializing in vodka, wine and champagne.

The name, he remembered that when the Apocalypse London Bridge’s Fergie crown list, the lyrics mentioned that there was a wine named GreyGoose (grey goose), but he looked for it and found that there was no such brand in the market. Used it.