Chicago 1990

Irv Gauti in Jazzy's eyes suddenly became hysterical. He lifted the phone and dialed violently. The long phone cord was dragged into a snake shape on the floor, breathing hard.

"Hey, it's me, Gauti!"

After the call was dialed, he yelled into the microphone: "I'm done! APLUS is going to kill me! His M-fxxk really wants to kill me!"

"Don't look like you are nothing! It's you, it's you to star in that broken movie and I..."

"Fxxk! How could I not speak cruelly in that kind of scene at the time!? Many people from NAS were watching them!"

"Yeah yeah, now you blame me on the other hand, ok, very good... don't forget who I am running errands for M-Fxxk!"

He was arguing on the phone, and the attendant outside heard a movement, and ran to the door and asked, "Boss, what's the matter?"

"Go outside! Look at the door!"

Gottie pushed them viciously impatiently, "Say hello to the downstairs again, no strangers are allowed to come up these days! Tell me if there are any strangers hanging around nearby, pay special attention to the cars parked on the side of the road!" After speaking, he slammed the door to isolate his followers.

"I overreacted?" He continued to shout into the microphone, "That's APLUS! I only know that his enemies are dead..."

"You said it lightly, now he is going to kill me and not you! OK? You fucking! Remember Sinaloa? The lunatic who did dirty work for APLUS wanted to turn to the FBI. He was at his door. As soon as I had a face-to-face with the FBI, I was killed that night, and even the FBI detective was killed!"

"Fxxk! I don't care what the facts are! I only know that he has nothing to do afterwards, and he can go to the White House and hug and shake hands with the commander like a brother!"

"It's true! It's true! Don't keep going around with me, my source is reliable! Do you remember Jazzy?" He looked at Jazzy, who was standing by and moving his mind quickly.

"Uh... don't you." Jazzy was startled and raised his hands, palms straight out, but it was too late.

"This kid used to owe me, Jazzy's good brother...Yes, that Damon Dash, the little smart guy on the streets of Brooklyn before, is helping APLUS..."

Gatti didn’t care about him," Jazzy said that APLUS has sent someone, and they have already set off. Do you know the seriousness of this? Yes, Jazzy told me, it can’t be wrong, maybe the gunman is already downstairs in my house. Yes, APLUS has always wanted to kill anyone fast and ruthlessly, K-Ci's time...you fucking don't tell me everything is rumored bullshit! I don't want to die, your M-fxxk will come back from Los Angeles soon!"

"Why not!? I think so! If I were as rich as him, I would do it! Who would stare at me... I killed him!"

"Look for the boss of McGraw? How? A full-scale war? Stop it, we can't fight him, don't you watch the financial news? Say that he may be on the list of the world's richest next year! We have some money and guns... I heard that the Chicago gang even uses sniper rifles and grenades..."

Speaking of this, he hurried to the window and drew the curtains, “New York politicians are definitely willing to do things for APLUS, and McGraw’s boss can’t move away! Last time I saw New York City at Bateford Hills. The police commissioner of the government is here, I know the old Nger, boss McGraw is very afraid of him..."

"Let’s think of a way together and find a middleman... How about bragging father? Come back, that broken movie is not for you, you don’t look like a blade warrior, really, I wanted to tell you that. Up."

"I beg you to stop the fucking ink! Go back to New York! I take care of where APLUS is! I stay at home in the public housing estate, not to Los Angeles or Chicago, or anywhere!"

"Anyway, you can't care about my life or death!"

"Um...well, then I'll wait for you, sorry, I was in a bad mood just now...you should be careful."

It seemed that he finally agreed, and Gaodi hung up the phone.

"I owe you."

Unexpectedly, Gatti was so afraid of APLUS. This is the end of the matter. Jazzy had to touch his nose, "But can you tell me that I betrayed the news?"

"Don't worry, haha."

Gauti patted his face, "We are not the kind of big mouth, so, for your safety, stay with me this time, I will introduce you a girl."

"No, I can... uh, uh... wait for Gauti."

Jazzy watched him open the door, as if he was really planning to greet a girl to come in, hurriedly stopped, and closed the door again, "Uh..." He was hesitant to buy time to organize the language, "Maybe I can help Gaodi, I have a way. Can help you negotiate with APLUS."

"WTF, you? Who are you looking for?"

Gauti smiled contemptuously this time, "APLUS will not sell his face."

"Uh, Gauti, you may not know that APLUS is going to make a big wine business. It has opened a factory in China, a big factory."

Since Gatti is afraid of APLUS to death, it is too easy to handle. Jazzy has found a way to'get it' without having to do it without having to fight against Damon Dash. Of course, if the follow-up rhetoric to the parties can be made more perfect, he said I may be able to get more. "It is said that APLUS will use the new album cover to bring the wine to the wine, directly revealing the wine label, which is very important to APLUS. He is my brother and will not lie to me. APLUS can indeed listen to him. So long as... by the way, why did you fall out with APLUS? Movie characters?"

"Yeah." Gauti nodded suspiciously. "That's it."

"Leave it to me, I'll try." Jazzy pounded his chest first, then stretched out his fist.

"OK." Gauti thought for a while and touched him to agree.

Soon after returning to New York that same day, Song Ya received a call from Damon Dash not long after he went to the public housing area of ​​Baisley to meet with Gaudi.

"We got Gatti!" Damon Dash happily reported to the boss, "Uh, is it convenient for you to talk about this now? Or I will wait..." It seemed that some subtle voices were heard.

"It's okay... you... keep talking."

Song Ya is accepting Mariah Carey's thanks.

"Willing to quit the Blade Warrior project, Irv Gauti will call you to apologize in person, how about it? What do you think of the boss?" Damon Dash asked.

"So simple?"

"It's that simple, Jazzy got everything done! Haha..." Damon Dash took the opportunity to ask for his brother, "Boss, can he set up his own label under A+ Records, just like 2pac's amaru, Matthew Norris The world of music entertainment, now hip-hop singers do this!"

"Wow, are you overweight with me? Haha..." Song Ya stroked his wife's hair and smiled comfortably.

"He doesn't want to leave New York. In Chicago, we have nothing. The gangster rappers can easily get into accidents if they leave the neighborhood of their hometown. Those little singers in Chicago dared to DISS even you. He used to mix..."

Damon Dash nagging halfway through, "It's alright! You...call Linda, I...hung up!" Song Ya put down the phone, "Huh! Mimi, I really love you……"

Mariah Carey didn't answer, she threw up with a smirk, and covered his mouth with a long kiss.

"Woo!"

Song Ya's eyes widened, and his hands and feet struck horrifiedly on the bed.