Chicago 1990

"Goodbye, dear."

On Saturday morning, Shakira handed the luggage to the assistant, turned around and hugged the man, "Remember to miss me."

"I'm waiting in the car." Estefan disappeared thoughtfully.

"Goodbye is next year." Song Ya smiled.

"Ok……"

As soon as Shakira put her head on the opponent’s chest, she wanted to be the last to be warm, the kid’s giggles suddenly came into her ears, and when she saw that Little Robb had run out of the door, "Daddy!" He hugged the man’s leg and acted like a baby .

"Haha, what's wrong with my dear son? Where's mom?"

Song Ya picked up the baby eldest son, teased him twice with the tip of his nose, and directly let him ride on his neck.

Shakira instantly felt that she was an outsider. She lived here for so many days. Even though she was careful to avoid contact with Xue Linfen and the children, the lively little Robb still appeared suddenly to break her and her lover. The world, once called herself a maid, although Tong Yan Wuji is nothing strange, and there are indeed several Latin maids in Highland Park, but she always...

She looked at the cheerful father and son affectionately, she looked away lonely, and happened to notice Xue Linfen standing in front of the second floor window.

"Get in the car, it's too cold outside." Song Ya reached out to help her clean up the snow falling on her blonde hair.

She knew that Xue Linfen was also observing herself, the Latin girl's pungent energy suddenly came up, she jumped up like a dancer and hung the man's neck, her legs were directly wrapped around the opponent's waist, and her red lips were printed on her own initiative.

"Well……"

After a long French kiss, the two separated. She smiled at Little Robb who was staring at the scene blankly with confused eyes, and then ran into the car lively, "Bye..."

"Hey, goodbye..."

'brush! ’

When she waved goodbye from the car window probe, she found that the curtains on the second floor had been drawn.

"Drive."

Estefan sighed silently. When the driver just drove the car out of the gate of Highland Park, it happened to stagger past the long black Mercedes Benz convoy connected end to end. "Will any big people come today?" he asked.

"People from Fox Films, right? I heard him say he was signing a contract last night." Shakira answered the agent's question.

"Project Titanic?"

"Yes, it seems to be by this name."

"In the future, if you have the opportunity, you can pay more attention to his business affairs and help you as much as you can."

"From now on..." Shakira turned her head and looked sadly at the Highland Park in the snow.

When the two talked, Song Ya already greeted the signing team personally led by Fox Group President Peter Chernin at the door. This typical Jewish elite has a very high status within News Corporation and was appreciated by Murdoch. One term is Barry Diller, a media tycoon who can play a tens of billions of acquisition battles with Redstone. The former media tycoon, Barry Diller lost and lost miserably, but recently it seems that he has regained the trust of some capital and made a comeback. He once again hit the same target with Lei Shidong: CBS Television Network.

Going far, "Welcome, Mr. Chernin."

Song Ya hugged Robb and shook hands with Fox, and led a group of more than a dozen high-level lawyers into the house, "Sorry, there was a party here last night... The hall needs some cleaning."

"We came a little earlier." Peter Chernin smiled: "The manor is very beautiful."

"Thank you, please follow me."

Leading a group of people around the party traces in the hall, the guest and the host sit down, Goodman and Hamlin Law Firm, Yeremov and A+ Film Studio, and Yongdao Chicago Branch and CNA Insurance Company. People are already waiting.

The reason why the two sides are in such a big battle is because some of the details of the contract have not been finalized until today, and it is necessary to wait for Song Ya and Chernin to communicate in person.

"Are you also working for APLUS?"

When Chernin shook hands, he recognized a Los Angeles lawyer who often dealt with, and was very surprised.

"Yes, my law firm and Goodman and theirs merged." The other party smiled.

"I haven't heard..."

"Not long after the official signing."

"That's it."

Fox really can’t wait. It’s not a secret in Hollywood. If they didn’t know their attitude through Xiao Li’s message, they might have swallowed all the harsh conditions of Paramount last month. Before the formal negotiations, Chernin Maybe he had no intention of hitting the swollen face to fill the fat man again, and he shook his head in greetings and reluctantly said: "Cameron threatened me that if we don't continue to support the Titanic project, he will commit suicide, cut his films randomly, and commit suicide, and the project fails. ,suicide……"

Everyone here laughed in agreement. As long as the sunk cost is high enough, the director will become a production company master. I heard that the preparations for the Titanic project had begun four or five years ago. No one in Hollywood can, or dare. Take over Cameron's work midway.

"Then let's start."

In short, whether it is successful or not depends on today, and a lot of things are involved. Song Ya took a look at the time and returned Little Robb to Xue Linfen, who came to bring tea and water, and went into work.

The dispute between the two parties is mainly about the box office share. Fox has voted 150 million. This money has been audited by Yongdao. There is no major problem. Yeremov meant that after his own 60 million entered, the global box office both parties Just divide it directly according to this ratio.

"It is impossible for us to accept APLUS. The cost of publicity must be taken into account. For a super large production costing 210 million, at least tens of millions will be spent on global publicity."

Chernin and Bill McKennick did not refuse to share in proportion to their contributions, but both insisted on subtracting the cost of announcements at the global box office.

"We deserve the top division model."

Yeremov said: "This money can save Fox, everyone is in the industry, Mr. Chernin."

How to calculate the cost of publicity is too tricky, of course Yeremov is clear.

"If it's a 50 million project, it's okay to divide it up, but the Titanic...If you don't want to announce it at a loss, you can't save money. Anyway, it's a gambling. There is no reason not to try your best after it is on the table." Kenny said.

The two sides negotiated back and forth on this issue for almost half an hour, "Mr. Chernin." Song Ya called Chernin into the study alone.

"How much are you going to spend on the announcement?" he asked.

When Chernin entered the door, he noticed the picture frame on the small table. He picked it up and stared at the faces of his boss and other bosses for a while. After putting it down, he replied, "At least another 60 million is needed."

"How do you plan to raise funds?" Song Ya asked again.

"If your money can come in, it will bring more confidence to the market. We can lend a sum of money from the bank. Director Cameron will also give up the entire salary of 8 million. Like Tom Hanks in Forrest Gump As in the rumored project, it’s replaced by a late-stage box office split. In short, everyone will live together and die together."

Chernin did not deny the fate of all participants after the project failed.

"Fifty million, I calculated it based on the fixed number of 50 million for the cost of publicity, which has exceeded the total investment in most Hollywood projects, and then..."

Song Ya made a mental calculation, and divided 210 million plus 50 million and then divided by 60 million. The answer was almost 23%, "Then I divide the global box office into 25%."

Since there are too many tricks, then simply give up the intrigue with the other party, "Just calculate the fixed number, and the subsequent video tapes will be divided into the same. I don’t care how much the cost of the video is, how much channel it is, whether there are any promotional items, every time the Titanic sells one. DVD, I’m going to split it at 3.5, old-fashioned video tapes...original CDs... peripheral goods such as big ship models..."

He reported the different division conditions of the whole chain that he had discussed earlier. The same reason, he did everything possible to avoid the other party playing tricks, otherwise he would not be able to play in the Seven Hollywood, which is the cost of auditing. I can't stand it on my own side.

The global box office is easy to calculate, and the total sales of DVDs, CDs, and video tapes are not so easy to conceal.

"Twenty-four percent." Chernin should be able to accept it, and first paid a small amount.

"No, no, on this condition, if you disagree, go back to Paramount, I think what I asked for is much lower than them."

Song Ya repeatedly waved his hand and pointed out very solemnly: "Moreover, I think we should have a tacit understanding about some matters other than the contract. A few days ago, the anchor of FoxNews, Hannity, was still talking in his column, although I will give it tomorrow. Respond forcefully, but this kind of boring conflict shouldn't continue. To tell you, I even suspect that you are deliberately playing carrots and sticks for today's signing... I understand some ways of doing business, but After today..."

"You have misunderstood, and I don't want to explain anything, I will find a way when I go back."

Chernin took the test for a while and said: "All conditions will be adjusted downwards according to the time ladder, right?"

"of course."

The longer the movie was released, the more the theaters would be divided, and they couldn't stand it for Fox to take a quarter of the total box office. Song Ya nodded.

It is a very, very kind condition. Chernin even opened his mouth to exclaim that the young but fierce and vigorous young man in front of him did not take the opportunity to open his mouth. He touched his chin and pretended to think again, and finally smiled and stretched out his hand, "Then we That's a deal?"

"It's a deal." The two shook hands together.

The masters have unified their thoughts, and subsequent detailed negotiations will go smoothly, but this will still be a super-large and super-complex film project investment contract.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the negotiation was nearing completion, and the lawyers printed the thick contract text.

Song Ya took the pen to make the final confirmation. The 60 million will be called to Fox in four times. The first is the life-saving 30 million, which will be handed over to CNA by A+ copyright and investment management company to make investment products. It is now mid-December. , The account will be received before the end of the year, and CNA is also responsible for completing this guarantee.

The full score global tour was postponed indefinitely because the bail regulations did not allow one to go abroad. CNA compensated Anschutz with a sum of money, and now it happens to be repaying his personal account. According to the law, the insurance company is responsible for breach of contract due to criminal felony of the insured person. It cannot be compensated, but because it is not guilty, it is still in a blurry area. This is not the same as the MJ case. MJ and the father and son have settled civilly. The insurance company must come out and say that it is impossible to compensate him for the tour and advertising losses caused by the lawsuit, otherwise he will be targeted by the management department.

The last 30 million will be handed over to A+ Film Studio at the beginning of next year, and Yeremov will be responsible for the decision-making and scheduling. Before the release of the Titanic in the summer of 1997, the account will be paid at a rate of 10 million at a time to keep the money already taken. Yeremov, who has a small amount of shares in the A+ film studio, has his enthusiasm for work, which makes him stare at Fox. If the momentum is not good, he will stop the loss in time.

Therefore, the income of the two sums of money is about half of the A+ copyright and investment management company and the A+ film studio.

"So... so be it."

Song Ya took a deep breath, and the tip of the pen dropped, which meant that after a week's interval, there were tens of millions of dollars not belonging to him. For the time being, um, it must be temporary.

"How about finishing up the selling money for A+ records so quickly?"

He secretly said in his heart.

I was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the horns of vehicles outside, "William and Susie are here." Xue Linfen came over and said, "and Pastor Jesse Jackson."

Oh, the lineup to accompany him to Springfield tomorrow is arriving one after another, "Take them upstairs first, I will be ready right away. Welcome! William, Jesse!" Song Ya raised his hand to the priest who entered the door and said hello. Speed ​​up the signing process.

"Welcome, Pierre, and Mr. Jones, this is..."

More and more blacks came, and Xue Linfen assumed the role of the hostess. She stood at the door, looking at the president of the Inner City Broadcasting Corporation Pierre Sutton and a young girl beside Quincy Jones.

"Rashida, my daughter." Quincy Jones introduced quietly. "Didn't you know each other in Florida?"

"No, oh, I remember, I saw it in the bar over there." Xue Linfen stretched out his hand to Rashida Jones.

"Miss Finn." Rashida shook her weakly.

"When will your wedding with APLUS be held? Xuelin." Quincy Jones asked deliberately.

"Oh! No plans yet." Xue Linfen sighed exuberantly.

"Go in, Daddy."

Rashida pouted angrily and walked into the door. At a glance, he saw the APLUS that seemed to be always surrounded by elites and was immersed in signing, "Please go upstairs first...He will be well right there." Fen's voice turned a deaf ear, "Hi..." strode over to say hello.

Why are you here again? Song Ya raised her eyes and glanced at her, "Rashida, wait a minute, I'm done."

"Uncle Peter."

Rashida also recognized Peter Chernin, who was opposite Song Ya. Her mother, Peggy Lipton, had a good relationship with each other when she was still in Hollywood, both of whom were Jewish.

"Ha, is it Peggy's daughter?"

Peter Chernin was stunned for a while before he recognized her, but when he saw Quincy Jones, the old scumbag behind her, his smile disappeared immediately. The black man became a Jewish actress and finally abandoned him. His face was hell, especially Peggy Lipton was still the lover of his dream when he was young. No way, artists are better at picking up girls, eh? Where did you want to go? He turned around and continued to concentrate on signing.

Quincy Jones, who had been disregarded, couldn't help being a little bit stunned, and was obediently called away by Xue Linfen.

So Song Ya is very careful about this. He never provokes the two types of women in Hollywood, Jewish girls and coban actresses from West London. They have good resources, they won't ask for themselves, and they will be taken care of by the whole group. Even if he can play friendly games like Drew Barrymore, he pretends not to understand the hints, and even if those British actresses fail to break into Hollywood, they can still receive very stylish historical dramas and remakes of classic classics by the BBC. The world-renowned British tabloids will also help out when they are being bullied.

"There will be a dinner party, prepared for you." After Song Ya finished signing, smiled at Rashida and Fox's people who were standing awkwardly: "Work and rest."

"Ok."

Chernin felt relieved to play the last signed document and handed it to Bill McKennick next to him, "Go to your study again?"

"no problem."

Song Ya got up and winked at Xue Linfen, "But I still have to celebrate before that."

Xue Linfen soon brought champagne, ‘Boom! Song Ya opened it himself, and the cork flew into the air.

"You misunderstood me last time." Rashida said bitterly while accepting Song Ya's pouring himself.

"Sorry, I was in a bad mood."

Song Yajia apologized, "Is school closed?"

"It's Christmas, I will also go to Springfield tomorrow..." the girl said.

"Thank you for supporting me."

What else can I say? "Mr. Chernin?" Decisively disengaged.

Rashida Jones looked at the back of the man who was lovingly supported by the president of the Fox Group and started to fall into a **** again.

"what!"

Unexpectedly, the calf was caught by something, and he looked down at him with an exclamation, "Hey..." He turned out to be a mixed-race little boy, holding his leg up and laughing.

"Rob, don't be like this." Xue Linfen came to take the child away. "This is wrong, you know? Apologize to Miss Jones."

"It's okay, it's okay." She had to sip the champagne to hide her embarrassment.

"Yes, Barry Diller didn't expect the Fox Group to be sold to Mr. Murdoch at the time. The two couldn't cooperate, and he was unwilling to be under Mr. Murdoch, so he left..."

"Because Mr. Murdoch is an Australian, he was also suppressed a lot from here at the beginning. It was not easy."

"The most important thing for a top TV network? It may be a stable global broadcast satellite channel and other resources. Fox obtained it by spending a huge sum of money to acquire 19% of Hughes Electronics. They are the largest commercial satellites. Suppliers also make automotive electronics and defense weapons..."

"Yes, it was the company founded by tycoon Howard Hughes, but it already belongs to General Motors."

Chernin, who was in a relaxed mood, knew everything. Song Ya had a pleasant conversation with him in the study, "APLUS! APLUS! Rashida!" But soon the atmosphere was ruined by Quincy Jones’ annoying voice. The old man seemed to be making trouble outside the door,'Bang! The study door was also kicked hard.

"This Nger! What's the matter!?" If it's not too busy, Song Ya will ask Pierre Sutton not to call him as long as he can think of it.

"Open the door! Little pervert! Rashida!" It turned out to be suspicious again.

It's endless, "Mike, open the door."

Asked old Mike to open the door, and Quincy Jones, who was already drunk by the bodyguard, immediately looked inside, and after meeting Chernin's eyes, he immediately leaned on the old man and murmured something like'disrespect','Let you open the door as soon as you open the door'. , But finally stopped.

"This old head is not good."

Old Mike closed the door and Song Ya complained to Chernin.

"His daughter likes you, doesn't it?" Chernin smiled. "It's so obvious."

"It should be, but I'm really not interested in this kind of father's turn."

If she was unlucky, Song Ya muttered in her heart.

"My dear, I need you next, the dinner party has begun."

The two continued to talk until Xue Linfen urged at the door.

The black celebrities who came to help endorse the affairs of tomorrow needed to socialize, and Song Ya and Chernin went downstairs.

But there is no way to hide. In the early morning, Fox and his party had just been sent away, and he had already drunk a lot. He staggered and just slipped into the bedroom. Rashida did not know where to find it and followed him.

"I..." She hesitated, turning her skirt corners.

You really don't want to stop, "You should stay within your father's field of vision, don't you know how annoying he is?!" Song Ya was too lazy to take care of the girl's self-esteem, and said quietly.

"But...but I like you." Rashida blushed, she should have drunk a lot, humblely confessed through alcohol, and then started sobbing.

"Sorry I don't have a girlfriend!"

Continue to cruelly refuse, seeing this beautiful face that looks like Quincy Jones and loses appetite.

Unexpectedly, Rashida plunged into her arms instead, "I have been thinking of you since I left that day. I can't forget it. I also think about class. Even the sisterhood is not in the mood to participate... I know that you didn't mean to participate. Yes, any celebrity will be angry when he sees a scandal. I don’t blame you, but that’s really a misunderstanding.”

"Don't be like this, I won't be able to tell when the old thing sees you later." Song Ya hid straight back.

"No, he was drunk a long time ago, I do, I do anything! No need to be known by the media, I swear, even if it’s just the secret of the two of us! Give me some good memories~www.wuxiaspot. com~Even if one minute, one second...the moths fight the fire, I am willing!"

"You calm down Rashida."

I can’t bear it, I’m too enthusiastic, I can’t stand it. Song Ya wanted to push her head close to her chest away, but when she looked down and saw the girl’s blond hair, she suddenly thought that she had no appetite for her face. I can just watch it? Just like this, uh...

When hesitated and thought, the girl's lips had already kissed her chest like raindrops, her hands were getting stronger and stronger, and her body was still dwindling.

"The secret of the two of us?"

Too enthusiastic, too enthusiastic. Song Ya was a little bit too much to be teased. In fact, it’s not bad to play a friendly match? It happened that Shakira was gone.

If I refuse, I'm not as good as a beast...

"Well, our secret." The girl nodded firmly.

Yes, just waiting for these words, Song Ya couldn't bear it, and immediately twisted her body 180 degrees in her exclamation, facing the wall.

"Rashida! Rashida!"

Within a few minutes, the lingering voice of Quincy Jones resounded outside the door.

"I really convinced him." Song Ya felt that she was going to be ruined.

"Wait for him... just leave..." Rashida said with his tongue out.

"I'm afraid he's a bird!" Song Ya's eyes rolled, and the old thing was **** off. He simply broke the jar and did the opposite.

"Rashida! Where did he go again..."

Quincy Jones searched all the way, stopped outside the door where a sound could be faintly heard, and pressed his ear to the wooden door...

"what!"

After a few seconds, the old man's complexion changed drastically, he pressed his heart in pain, his body slowly slipped against the door, he sat on the ground and gasped for a few breaths, and then he lost consciousness.

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