Chicago 1990

　　 In the news screen, the two bailiffs stepped forward and held Sughnett with both hands back and held him in court. He in the confusion circle subconsciously resisted, but fortunately the judge did not find him again.

　　 Song Ya watched as he twisted his shoulders under the push of the bailiffs, dragged his feet, and was unwilling to turn his head to look at the lawyers, he was turned away from court, and a sorrowful feeling arose in his heart.

Yes, Sugonite has been prestigious in the minds of the bottom blacks on the West Coast, and he has responded to every call. However, the worship of the majority of the crowd fades very quickly. They can love you to death today, but tomorrow they may wish you to die. So ruthless.

　　 Whether it is Sugnet or a pop star, the social influence he had in his heyday is quite similar to that of Rootless Ping, which is a dream bubble that can be broken in one shot.

The same goes for pop stars. Last year you were young people who posted posters in the bedroom and autographed photos of idols in the school locker. This year, middle school students may suddenly start to be ashamed to admit that they are your fans, because it represents a taste. Being angry, not damp, not having a chat with classmates, and so on.

Since Sugonite did not do any effective action to get rid of the black pot of murdering 2PAC, it is inevitable to lose the goodwill of the black people at the bottom, and once he loses the ability to agitate the basics, he becomes free in front of the Los Angeles law enforcement agencies. Kneading the round dough, the judge used the top grid to punish without pressure and psychological burden.

　　 Take insults in a way.

I am not like that. After being planted by Oprah, I lost a large number of fans of middle-class housewives. I was surrounded by negative news. I lost the goodwill of some specific groups of people because of the suspicion of treason. In addition, I have been popular for some years. Counted as an older generation of artists, when you are a star chaser, you will be laughed at by your classmates, even though he is only twenty-two years old.

　　 And because of the long-term low-key loss of exposure, lack of interaction with the bottom blacks, etc., my popularity is indeed going downhill.

　　 But Song Ya also knows very well that now his rank is completely different from that of Sugnet.

　　The so-called being loved is ultimately a passive and a matter of luck.

　　 The development and evolution of elements such as economic situation, social thoughts, aesthetic concepts, music popularity, etc., and even some accidental stalks, such as Daddy Kane's anger because he ran to take a set of exposed photos for Madonna magazine...

　　 All these may cause a sudden change in the taste of the public. Even if Sugnet or himself is not discredited, the celebrity is still that celebrity, and the person is still that person, and it is very likely that he will suddenly disappear.

　　 If you want to fully grasp the pulse of fate, you can't put all your hopes on luck.

"Even if there is a big gap between me and the black people at the bottom, but still have the power to mobilize them in Chicago, New York... also part of it depends on years of'investment' in the two places, the media, religious figures, and politicians. , DJ, charity...

　　 People may not take to the streets simply because they love me, but pastors, politicians, DJs and other leaders in the community can also organize them, perhaps based on real interests, religious sentiments, or something else.

　　 In fact, the relationship is stronger.

　　 After many years of business, various types of relationships, contacts, and media have quietly formed a complex network under the pervasive flow of my money.

　　 People don’t have to love me, I just need to fix their love, or make someone who can move them.

　　 This is the power of organization.

　　Sugnet is on the first floor, and I am at least on the second floor. "

　　 Song Ya secretly thought.

　　 "Look at what I missed!? Linda, do you have anything to eat?"

　　 Pastor William is here.

　　 "William."

　　 Song Yahe walked into the kitchen and hugged Pastor William, who was teasing Linda, "I need you to be with me tomorrow morning, can I?" he asked.

　　 "Of course, why should I come?"

　　 William smiled: "But this ghost place is really hard to find, I almost took the wrong path."

　　 "Haha, no way, very time. You take a break and eat something."

　　 Song Ya greeted affectionately.

　　 William must be no problem. He has given his honorable status in the Nancheng Diocese.

　　 continued to discuss the details with William and the lawyers for a long time, until Ms. Sloan returned.

　　 "Gordon will cooperate."

　　 Her coat is wet.

　　 So Song Ya looked out the window, it turned out that it was snowing, "What he said was..."

　　 "The Barn case is an ultra-conservative persecution of you, Senator Jesse Helms, Rep. Dan Burton Barabara..."

　　 Sloan said in Gordon's tone.

　　 "It sounds worse." Gentleman Song Ya helped her take off her coat and hung it on the coat rack.

　　 "I think it's not bad to loosen the chain and let him out to bite at this stage."

Sloan said: "They have some old grievances. After the Congressional hearing, you did not allow Gordonley to retaliate in order to ease the relationship with Jesse Helms, but Gordon still used A+CN's resources to collect some attack materials in private. It just so happens that now that the Barn case has broken out, we really should fight back now, just like you asked Cochrane to initiate a lawsuit against CBS."

　　 "Well, who asked me to hire a tough public relations consultant?"

　　 Jesse Helms is the chairman of the Senate Foreign Affairs Committee, Song Ya wryly smiled: "I didn't expect you and Gordon to find a common language."

　　 "Attention I mean at this stage, when we need Gordon to stop, if he refuses, then just use your backup candidate."

　　 It turned out that Sloan's plan was to be ready to cross the river and demolish the bridge.

　　 "Wow, tough and cold-blooded..." Song Ya looked at her and smiled.

　　 "You can also not adopt my decision-making suggestions."

　　 Sloan retorted, "If one day, I wouldn't mind you using the same method on me. I have this consciousness, and everyone should have it."

　　 "Why, I am a very human employer..."

　　 "Don't be narcissistic, we are in a mutual employment relationship."

　　 "Uh...I paid more."

　　 "But you often refuse service. This habit is not good. Be careful I fire you."

　　 "Sorry, I just do a part-time job."

　　 When the two chatted about business affairs, they flirted with each other full of metaphors.

　　 "APLUS, let's go back first, see you tomorrow morning."

　　 It was very late, and the lawyers who lived in Chicago, such as Diane Lockhard and Will Gardner, left one after another.

　　 "See you tomorrow morning, oh yes, it's snowing outside..."

　　 Gradually, apart from the security personnel, only Goodman, Hamlin, Sloan, Jimmy, Linda, William and other close ones remained in the house.

Actually, you don’t need a dream lawyer team to take the initiative to go to the police station, but it will be a meaningful opportunity for lawyers to appear. In this room, Song Ya and various law firms signed the formal agency agreement for the Barn case. , Which means that, together with the 10 million that he had paid Cochrane Law Firm under the pretext of filing a lawsuit against CBS, he would spend at least 20 million dollars in this case.

　　 The cash in front of him is very plentiful, and most of it comes from the income from liquidating the second Netscape shares.

"I will go to bed."

　　 This old-fashioned wooden house has a traditional fireplace. Jimmy looks after him and uses tongs to clamp a piece of wood in.

　　 Everyone sat around the fireplace and chatted for a while. Linda couldn't help but got up and went to the guest room upstairs to rest. Soon old Mike and William went to bed.

　　 "Are you nervous? APLUS."

　　 Goodman asked suddenly.

　　 "It's okay."

Song Ya casually put a blanket on Sloan, who had been leaning against the armrest of the sofa and getting his clothes asleep. There were few bedrooms in the safe house, and the rooms were not enough. The'young man' could only make do with it on the sofa. You won’t be nervous when you go to the dock.” He joked about Goodman’s quirk about not going to court.

　　 "Haha."

　　 Goodman smiled and said nothing.

　　 The firewood was crackling in the fireplace, and several people chatted in a low voice. As time went by, there were more and more different items, but Song Ya became the last person awake.

　　 He changed to Jimmy's original position and stared at the flashing fire at close range in a daze.

　　The Bath Case...

I have done it perfectly. I put Gordon in a cage in time, earning enough money to fill the gold-swallowing behemoth of the Dream Lawyer Group, and giving money and resources so that Sloan struggled to hinder and delay the special investigation team on Capitol Hill. The establishment and the scale of the budget cried and forced Underwood and other powerful politicians and friends to quietly make a lot of effort.

All the above efforts have resulted in the special investigation team receiving the latest budget, but the resources are still very insufficient. It may also be that the special prosecutor noticed the existence of the dream lawyer team and had to make a compromise and chose to use the power of the Chicago prosecutor. As a result, the whole lawsuit was placed on the home court where he had been operating for many years.

　　 Also use public opinion...

　　 step by step resistance in all directions, this result may not be the most perfect, but it is certainly not too bad.

　　 "As long as you try your best, there is no regret."

　　 He yawned and fell asleep without knowing it.

　　 "APLUS? APLUS?"

　　 Opened his eyes and woke up, Sloan had put on a new blue professional suit and his makeup was neat.

　　 Other people are the same, it seems that I slept for a long time.

　　 "I'm leaving soon." Old Mike said, "Let's eat first, we will wait for you."

　　 "Okay, soon."

He jumped up from the sofa, ran to pick up himself, and then used his laptop to send a prepared email group to Netscape’s Jim Clark and other relevant business leaders while eating, and President of Dile, Riese and other subsidiaries.

　　 "It snowed all night?"

The snow was still falling, and the sky was more gloomy than yesterday. It was already early in the morning but the visibility was very low. He went out and saw Diane Lockhard and the others came again. They were all waiting in the car outside, and one or two lawyers stood there. Smoking under the porch.

　　 "Let's go."

　　 He greeted, and Sloan got into the car with Old Mike.

　　 "The road is a bit blocked." Old Mike said before starting the car.

　　 "Well, let me know when I'm almost there."

At this point in time, all the office workers were driving into the city, and the size of their fleet was very large. There were some anxious people who stopped and walked on the road. At first, Song Ya and Sloan were still listening to the radio and talking about each other. Later, they both watched each other. There was a daze outside the car window.

　　’The Barn case special prosecutor has forced APLUS to go to Chicago’s South City Police Station this morning to take the initiative. ’

　　 Bloomberg first sent a very concise short message. The shorter the news, the bigger the situation. Then various media immediately followed up on the report.

　　CUU: ‘APLUS will surrender at Chicago’s South City Police Station later today because of an illegal chemical technology transfer case to a Chinese company many years ago. ’

　　 CNBC: ‘Shareholder APLUS is deeply involved in the Barn case, and Netscape continues to fall under pressure in the early trading. ’

　　MSNBC: ‘Dan Burton had the last laugh? After congressional hearings showed evidence related to the Barn Chemicals case, the investigation team finally forced APLUS to take the initiative to come to the case today. ’

　　ABC: ‘A few months after the establishment of the Barn case special investigation team, it successfully forced APLUS to take the initiative to come to the case this morning. ’

　　 CBS: ‘Because of suspicion of illegal transfer of embargoed technology, today APLUS was forced to surrender to the prosecutor in a case that has essentially constituted treason. This station will continue to follow up and report. ’

　　FOX: ‘Traitor? The half-blood singer APLUS was arrested. He will take the initiative to surrender in Chicago today because of the hidden transfer of a large number of cutting-edge technologies to China many years ago. ’

　　A+CN: "Under pressure from an unprovoked accusation, APLUS will go to Chicago South City Police Station this morning to take the initiative to explain the situation."

"Coming."

　　 Old Mike reminded that he had turned off the radio early.

"Ok."

　　 Song Ya took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned it on, ‘from now on, please don’t respond to anything about me to the reporter. He sent a group text message to Xue Linfen, Amy, Halle and other forests.

　　 was about to reconnect, the bell rang, and the number was not in the phone book, but it was familiar.

"Hello there?"

　　 "APLUS, APLUS..." the people over there said triumphantly.

　　 "Edward?" The voice seemed to come from the enemy in the Barn case.

"I heard that you and Will Gardner's lawyer who was almost disqualified from practicing? You will regret it. He can't help you, and you can't win the lawsuit." Edward sneered: "Go to prison. , Chicago boy."

　　 "No, you will regret it. Stay on Wall Street and wait for me."

　　 Song Ya hung up the phone and turned off the phone. Old Mike just stopped the car.

　　Igotaworldtosee, andmygirlshewannaseeRome,

　　 Wave goodbye, I want to travel around the world, my girl still wants to see Rome

　　Caesarmakeyouabeliever.NowInevereverdiditforathrone.

　　Caesar makes you a believer in him, and I never did this for fame

　　 That;comesfromgivingitbacktothepeople.

　　 I just want to give to people

　　 Nowsingasonganditgoeslike

　　 listen to this song I sing

　　Raisethosehands, thisisourparty

　　 raise your hand, this is our party

　　Wecameheretolivelifelikenobodywaswatching

　　We are here to enjoy life. Go crazy, just treat it as the last one

　　 "There are a lot of reporters, don't get out of the car."

　　 Old Mike went out first. Reporters were already standing on both sides of the steps at the entrance of the Nancheng Police Station, and kept pressing the flashing lights at the long black convoy.

　　‘Boom, boom, boom...’

　　 A series of sound of opening and closing the car door, the lawyers in exquisite dress got off the front and rear cars. The Dream Lawyer Group made its first public appearance, and the reporters immediately recognized one of the lawyers.

　　 "Cochrane! Are you trying to help another villain escape the law again!?"

　　 "Diane, Ms. Diane Lockhard! Can you reveal the price of your agency APLUS?"

　　 "Can you talk about the specific case? Will!"

　　 "Hamlin, say a few words first!"

Old Mike opened a gap in the back seat door, Song Ya took the exaggerated black mink coat from Sloan, and opened his arms to reveal the big thick gold chain and rhinestone tag on his neck. Cleared his throat, opened the door and stepped out.

　　'Kakkaka! ’

　　 The reporters suddenly went crazy and crowded the policemen's walls forward. The shutter sounded like a machine gun, and the flashlight illuminated the dim snowy weather like daylight.

　　 Song Ya saw Diane Lockhard and Cochran holding the folder standing right in front. The two pretended to smile and chat with ease, and greeted reporters from time to time, so they followed.

　　A large team of lawyers and bodyguards in suits and leather shoes, carrying various briefcases immediately surrounded him.

　　 "APLUS! Look at this!"

　　 "APLUS, will you go to jail?"

　　 "APLUS! APLUS! APLUS!"

　　 Song Ya turned a deaf ear to the reporters yelling at her own name, as she climbed the stairs all the way, Ms. Sloan seemed to be following her? Regardless of looking back.

Standing at the top of the steps, he turned his head before the two police officers approached him, and shouted at the reporters in a rough voice, "This is persecution! I will not racially discriminate against politicians and fat cats from record companies." yield!"

　　 then raised his right hand, which was a gesture of love and peace, yelled "love and peace!" and then turned and walked into the door.

　　Igotmycityrightbehindme

　　My city is my backer

　　IfIfall, theygotme.Learnfromthatfailuregainhumilityandthenwekeepmarchingourselves

　　 If I get knocked down, they will catch me, and then I will learn my lesson and make a comeback~www.wuxiaspot.com~Can we go back? Right now

　　Tonightisthenight, we’llfighttillit’sover

　　 is tonight, we will fight to the last minute

　　Soweputourhandsupliketheceilingcan’tholdus

　　 So let us raise our hands and sway, even the ceiling can’t stop us

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