Chicago 1990

"Vick and Sean went on a mission, do you understand? Certain depraved police officers, the assholes in the police station seem to be busy every day but they are not necessarily working for the government and the people. I got some gangsters who don’t want to see Sinaloa continue to live, or wealthy and powerful stakeholders, or even somebody who doesn’t bother to see serial murderers go through the cumbersome formal litigation process, and wants to lynch them directly. Troublesome senior executives of law enforcement agencies."

At the second public press conference after the FBI initiated the lawsuit, the new person in charge, Ma Hong, read to the manuscript: "Our heroic detective wanted to stop them, but unfortunately they were killed and tried to mislead the investigators, let us It is believed that the inspector was killed in the gun battle with Sinaloa. But our forensic team quickly discovered the key evidence that they forged the scene. After a long and hard work of my colleagues and I, the FBI is now fully confident of They were sent to the dock and received the punishment they deserved, that's it."

"Can you reveal more of the messengers behind Vic and others? Who are they?"

"Sorry, it's not convenient at the moment."

"There are also protesters outside detaining you for extended periods..."

Ma Hong ignored the reporter and quickly left the press conference.

"The Nanfang Newspaper, which previously supported Cassidy, also said that it disagreed with her recent remarks and withdrew. The community committee near Vic’s home banned Cassidy from relocating the protest organization to his home on the grounds of harassment. Some media took The extreme remarks she received in the interview were repeatedly broadcast to mock the clowns, and the University of Chicago also fired her..."

Alicia turned off the TV. "But she seems to have received some sponsorship from a new fundraising channel. She rented a small office space elsewhere. The scale of the protests has become smaller. She is still paying Tashauni’s legal fees on time. ."

"That's it, she did a good job, she exceeded our expectations."

Song Ya didn't want to talk more about this topic with her, "Let's go."

This is the second time he has traveled to Washington in a short period of time. This time it was to cover the secret conversation between Alicia’s representative Peter and Underwood. In order not to make the outside world doubt the motive at this sensitive time, he found a business reason and went to See the radio executives of the Inner City Broadcasting Corporation in Washington, by the way, visit BET and Johnson to discuss the "how do I stop this" TV movie authorization contract, the time comes to May, the film that only took ten days to complete has been Finished.

"What a beautiful guy."

The group drove to the Gulfstream private jet. Alicia held down her long hair tossed by the strong wind, looked up at the fuselage and exclaimed: "Maybe I shouldn't study law when I was young, but continue my dance career."

"You also dance?" Gentleman Song Ya held her waist and walked up the boarding ladder together.

"I participated in the cheerleading squad in middle school, but my cheerleading squad was very conservative back then. It's not like now...Wow, nice decoration style, I like it very much."

Unexpectedly, this Kochi woman didn't hate Mariah Carey's ubiquitous gilded interior at all. After entering the cabin, she fumbled around and looked around, "Relying on the income of Peter and me, I don't want to have these for a lifetime."

"Peter certainly has no chance, but you are not necessarily." Song Ya complimented her: "The governor's salary is completely incomparable with the title partner of the law firm."

"You don't know how stressful it is to maintain a law firm. I have a headache for bills every day."

"Goodman should be able to understand you, right? Goodman." Song Ya smiled and looked at Goodman behind him, "Mrs. Flock, please feel free, how about that position? By the window and away from the engine. far."

"Just call me Alicia."

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Song Ya was happy, "No problem, Alicia. Oh, yes, this is Ms. Sloan, a well-known lobbyist in Washington, and my new political adviser and congressional PR, Ms. Sloan, this is Alicia Flock..."

He introduced the two.

"Hello, I know you, Alicia, please allow me to wish your husband a successful election.

Sloan has been waiting for a while, she just spread out the papers and work on the long table, with champagne on hand.

"Thank you, can I just sit next to you?" Alicia pointed to the seat next to her.

"Of course, it's an honor."

Song Ya no longer interrupted the communication between the two beautiful elite women. He went to the back of the cabin and sat in his own seat to watch the live video of the second Hip Hop Music Awards last week. NAS called and said that something big happened at that time.

It was Sugonite. The guy didn't go there for the first time. He went this time. When he came to the stage to accept the award, he made a hateful remark, "I told 2PAC earlier to be careful."

This is the first sentence of Sugnet’s mouth wearing blood red. Linda pressed the pause button and explained to Song Ya with a dazed expression: “Biggie returned to New York after finishing the announcement with you. The new song'Who shot you?' That song seems to mock 2PAC who was shot at the entrance of his recording studio, and the background sampled gunshots, which is said to be very similar to the shots at the scene."

"He's crazy? Isn't 2PAC very close to him? 2PAC helped him a lot. When he was very popular, he was willing to join forces with him who was not well-known at the time. Now he is laughing at 2PAC instead? I laughed at the shooting that almost killed 2APC that happened downstairs..."

Song Ya was very puzzled, "How did these bandit singers grow their brains? You will get revenge? Implying that the gunmen were sent by themselves? Or they knew in advance that 2PAC would be shot? Shit on the other person's head?"

"Who knows? The 2PAC in prison was furious. He told reporters: Don't trust anyone, know? To put it bluntly, my closest friend betrayed me. My closest friend, my Homie, I take care of Through their whole family, I take care of them, help them, let him become a singer, and so on! He betrayed me, remember, fear is stronger than love, I am a soldier, I will survive and then kill , You know? The only thing that can stop me is death."

Linda said: "This is an obvious hint of revenge."

"No one can stand it? Although I don't like 2PAC, he is really good to Biggie." Song Ya shook his head.

Linda continued to play the video, and Sugnett said: "We will always stand with 2PAC. What I want to say is: Anyone who wants to be a singer, entertainer or star, if you don’t want to worry about the producer You get out of the mirror in your MV, help out on your record, expose on your stage, let you wear his ridiculous third-rate clothing brand to bring goods, then come to death row records!"

"This guy is the cliché that mocks the bragging father again. He thinks that 2PAC was shot by the bragging father?"

Song Ya was amused.

"This time he said it in New York."

Linda said that a large group of New Yorkers stood up in the dark, all glaring at Sugnat, booing, booing, and even making gestures to kill your gang.

"How long has that guy been honest since the last Chicago meeting? I now really feel that it is a pity that Sinaloa didn't kill him."

Anyway, it’s none of his own business, Song Ya can just watch the show, “With him and the bragging daddy, the hip-hop circle is not good.” He saw that the camera was given to Derui, and he chewed his innocent life and safety by the boss. Chewing gum, with a pale face sitting in the front row...

"Hahaha! This poor fellow..." Song Ya laughed. "The New Yorkers let them leave safely in the end, right?"

"Yes."

Linda fast-forwarded, and when it was Derry’s turn to give the award speech, Snoop Dogg suddenly grabbed the microphone. He said, "Wait, wait, don’t the East Coast love Derry and Snoop Dogg? !? Don’t you dislike us!? We know the East Coast very well, and we know exactly where it is!?"

This is a very clever speech to calm the situation, Snoopy is indeed high in EQ.

"What should we do?" Linda asked: "The hip hop war between the east and west coasts has officially broken out. The struggle between the two sides out of control will inevitably attract a lot of attention. The hip hop in the Midwest is at risk of being marginalized. We..."

"My troubles are a lot, Linda." The smile on Song Ya's face disappeared, and he glanced at the two women who were toasting and bumping each other over there, "Don't worry about the hip-hop circles, let's deal with the difficulties in front of you... …"

"He is watching you." Alicia noticed that Sloan was not wearing a wedding ring, and asked, "Do you have anything with him?"

"APLUS? No, I don't develop relationships with clients, especially married ones."

Sloan poured a sip of champagne. "In Washington, I call service if I need it. It's very convenient and the employees are very professional. They will keep customers confidential.

"Service? You mean..." Alicia was shocked by the other's opening.

"Duck," Sloan said in a very ordinary tone.

"Wow……"

"It's okay? You can try too, how about Peter?" Sloan asked.

"Uh……"

"Excuse me, I am always straightforward."

"I have been separated from him for a long time..."

"That's loneliness. I suggest you try APLUS. I studied him. His first girlfriend published a book and said he was... very strong."

"Haha, forget it, let's talk about other things." Alicia couldn't resist the other's straightforwardness, and laughed to cover up.

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