Chicago 1990

At night, old Mike parked his car to the parking lot downstairs of A+ Records with a blank face and yawned.

This thing seems to be contagious, Song Ya in the back seat immediately hit a few times, "Linda, I'm hungry, by the way, get some food, just sushi."

Linda pushed the door and got out of the car. It didn't take long before she came down with the sushi and the big white girl.

"You missed an appointment today..."

Charis got into the back seat, wrapped her arms around his neck, and put her long legs on his lap naturally. Old Mike took a few sushi from the box that Linda had passed in and pushed out the door.

"Sorry, I was a bit busy today."

It was really busy, Song Ya hugged her backhand, "Is the scene going well today?"

"Haha, no! The sling didn't know how to turn it, the faster it turned, I screamed in fright! The director only knows who is calling to help her and who is going to help her!"

Charisy immediately happily talked about the funny thing about the filming, "But finally the filming is over. I heard that the other girls will continue filming tomorrow? Are they more actors than me?"

"They are dancers, and they do have more time to appear than you, but there shouldn't be any positive images in the MV."

The South African girl in her arms was very scheming. Song Ya knew this a long time ago and responded honestly to her probing, "They exposed too much."

"What about me? Wouldn't it look like it was naked on the screen? You know that flesh-colored underwear..."

"Uh, there will be a lens confessing that you are wearing it, but some of the pictures may make you look like..."

Song Ya replied: "Do you care? If you care, I will let them cut some."

"Emmm... Forget it, it sounds acceptable, it's better than shooting a playboy... When the MV is broadcast, I must be notified in advance, and Ai Se Eu Te Pego!"

She stared at Song Ya’s face admiringly, “Remember the meeting in Ms. Chabbock’s performance classroom? You gave a check for fifty thousand dollars. If it weren’t for the money, I would really spend it. The cover girl of the son, at that time, in fact, the barrier in my heart had already passed."

"You are so good APLUS. I actually don't need to drive such an expensive Ferrari. I will pay you back the money. When I have money, I will earn the money myself." She said.

Want to make money without taking Ferrari?That's the hint to take a role in Hollywood?

Song Ya scratched his head, "Don’t be silly girl, I don’t accept returns for the gifts I give out. If you want to make money back to me... Next year, A+ Pictures will have a big production, it will be a superhero movie, a commercial action movie, I let Yeremov added a character that suits you in the script."

"What superhero!? Superman? The Flash!?" she asked in surprise.

"Uh, Blade Warrior."

"The knife... I don't seem to have heard of it."

"It's Marvel's black comic hero, and there are not many superheroes that suit me to star in Charis."

"Will you starring too!?"

"of course."

"Okay, okay, I'm willing to act! Is it the heroine?"

"Uh... the heroine must be black."

"Oh." She stopped asking.

Ha ha, be contented girl, Song Ya took the opportunity to eat and replenish energy.

"Why don't they get in the car? Mike and Linda." She asked obediently while waiting for the man to finish eating.

"Hehe..." Song Ya wiped her mouth, smirking and adjusting her posture.

"We... shall we not return to the hotel or your house?" She was unwilling to cooperate.

"No, it's not good to be photographed by the paparazzi. You must also keep the secrets, and your fat companion. If your previous thin companion broke the news indiscriminately, you know my energy in Hollywood, Charis... "

Earned It’s MV was officially filmed for only four days, and she ended the scene the next day, but she stayed with the crew until the end of work, and then sat in the Ferrari co-pilot with a sad expression.

"Wow, this car."

Her fat attendant kept on stepping on the accelerator, enjoying the roar of the engine, "Drive directly from Chicago to Los Angeles? This car is yours?"

"Yeah." She replied lazily.

"What's the matter with you Charis? It's still so unhappy sitting in Ferrari." The fat attendant asked, "He gave you a beautiful necklace? Why didn't you wear it?"

"Don't ask, drive..." She picked up her new phone and dialed.

"Charis is gone, the girl is a bit like Fergie." Linda hung up the phone and hinted to the boss in the back seat, "I will often ask you for things, maybe you shouldn't..."

"I know I know."

Obviously I am enjoying myself recently, but I feel more and more guilty for Mariah Carey in Los Angeles. He is in a bad mood. He shook his head, raised the telescope in his hand, and observed the two waves of protests in the distance through the car window crowd.

It seemed that it was because the execution of the death penalty for black murderers was stopped. The opponents were all conservative whites. They were confronted with supporters of all ethnic groups outside the prison at first, and then suddenly triggered a push.

"Justice! Justice!"

Kasidi held a slain deceased in one hand, a photo of a white girl, and one hand fiercely grabbed the hair of a black aunt in the opponent’s camp. She put on a light makeup, but she shouted slogans. And it made a bit of a'blushing face and a thick neck', and he was struggling to perform in front of the reporter's camera close at hand, completely disappearing the traces of the previous top students of the obedient brand.

Police officers holding shields immediately intervened to separate the two groups of people.

Cassidy's side was obviously more aggressive, some white men began to attack the police officers, and then the pepper water batons flew around.

"Fxxk!"

Soon, the water cannon car dispersed them all, and Cassidy and a few teammates ran to the distance. She cursed and rolled up her sleeves and checked the red mark on her arm. She was hit by a truncheon.

"Do you want to continue?"

Everyone, including the two strong men of the Big Five and Big Three Speeding Party, is her head alone, "We can regroup in the old place."

"What about the reporters?" she asked.

"Uh, it seems to be gone, I ran early..."

"Forget it, let's stop here today, do you have to go home to pick up the child?" She looked at Song Ya's car.

"um, yes."

"Then everyone, go home and remember to come to the meeting on time the day after tomorrow."

"I will send you back?"

"No, I'm going to meet with a whistleblower."

"Okay, take care of Cassidy."

"You are also careful."

She avoided everyone's attention and walked over and got into the car.

"Are you injured? Cassidy, let Mike give you..." Song Ya asked concerned.

"Shut up, Nger." She leaned forward and opened the T-shirt with the protest text in both hands.

"..."

A week of chaos and indulgence passed. Song Ya Yuewan felt more and more worried. He took advantage of the weekend to go to San Jose and signed a capital increase agreement with the desperate three founders of 3DFX. He gave another five million and exchanged it for the hands of the three. Part of the equity became the largest single shareholder of 3DFX. Another investor contributed 1.5 million, and some small investors contributed 500,000. A total of 7 million in cash can ensure the smooth progress of the ES version of the 3D acceleration chip. Filmed out.U U Reading www.uuknshu.com

In the middle of the night, he walked into Malibu's house lightly. In the quiet bedroom, the sound of the waves could be heard, and Mariah Carey was curled up asleep.

Sniffing, took out a jewelry box from her pocket, placed it on the bedside table facing her, and then silently took off her clothes.

Halfway through, he went to open the jewelry box again, revealing the diamond ring bought for more than three million dollars inside, which is bigger and twice as expensive than the one taken last time.

After a while, I still felt dissatisfied, adjusted the opening of the jewelry box to aim at the wife's face, and pushed it forward to ensure that she could see it as soon as she opened her eyes.

Mariah Carey turned over in her dream...

He quickly picked it up again, went to the side of the bed and put it back again, "Mimi..." took off his socks, went to bed and hugged her tightly from behind.

"Yeah." She didn't wake up, dazedly pulled the man's hand to her waist.

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