Chicago 1990

On the morning of January 2, 1997, several cars drove into Highland Park.

"Brother, don't be so nervous, APLUS can't speak for nothing."

Al leaned on the steering wheel and smiled at Dile next to him: "On the contrary, you said that you had a wedding with me last year?"

"I'm so busy that I don't have time to go to bed every day."

Dile smiled bitterly, “I often call me at three o’clock in the middle of the night to report that the server is down, and I have to get up immediately... Wait for the website to go public this year. After the listing is completed, I can hire more people, so I have free time to prepare. Wedding," he said.

"Seriously, you might as well continue to arrange the singers to hang on A+ records before. This time we switched from Sony Columbia Records to Universal. As long as the artists within the contract period receive a varying amount of signing fees, I A **** who doesn't have a special plan has haha."

Al is very sincere, "If you don't choose money, you don't choose it."

"Forget it, it's not appropriate." Dile smiled, he didn't care much about the small windfall.

The brothers came down outside the villa, Al threw the car keys to the car boy, Dilai gestured to his private lawyer in the back car, and the two walked into the gate together.

"Hey, Al, Dile, he is having a meeting in the study, please wait a moment and just walk around, it should be ready soon."

Xue Linfen knew about the relationship between the two and Song Ya, and went to work as soon as she greeted her.

"OK, Dile and I will go to the studio for a while."

Al used to be someone who couldn't drive away in Songya's lower berth. Entering the Highland Park is almost the same as entering his own home. "You won't forget how to play the piano?" He teased Dilee. Climb the stairs, "How about letting me compare yours?"

"Just kidding, I used to be a super rock rookie that SBK was optimistic about." Dile touched the already small-scale beer belly, boasting with a bit of self-deprecation.

"what!"

"Igotyou, Igotyouonmymind..."

As soon as the two brothers walked to the recording room on the top floor, they heard a woman's voice coming out of it. The voice was very sweet, but they sang a short passage without a word in the tune, which was very powerful.

Fortunately, the singing stopped abruptly, maybe interrupted by the conversation between the two.

The door was not closed. I knew everything when I went in. Mila was holding the guitar and laughing wildly, so it was Charis that sang just now. Dylay then thinks of Xue Linfen, who is the hostess downstairs, and Hallie playing with Robb in the hall...

The four top beauties with different styles have a good time and are really envied by their real names!

He got up and said, "I'm sorry, Mira, Charis, you guys continue."

"Don't sing, don't sing, I don't have a complete tone." Charis was a little self-aware.

"Great progress," Mira said.

Is this still a big improvement? How bad was singing before...

"What are you singing? Did APLUS write it?" Al grinned over and flipped through the sheet music in front of Mira.

"Correct."

The four played music in the studio for a while, until Xue Linfen came to inform.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't sleep well?"

Dile called his lawyer to enter the study, and saw Song Ya sitting at the table in a daze with a look of energy, his eyelids couldn't seem to be lifted.

"It's too tiring to rehearse the symphony, alas! I have to perform at night..."

Song Ya yawned and waved his hand, "Let's get the business done, just because Alicia is there."

"Oh, hello, Mrs. Flock, Ms. Sloan." Dile greeted the two serious and nonchalant professional female elites in the study.

"Dila, uh, sorry Argus couldn't..."

Alicia shook hands and expressed regret again, "My law firm has merged with a local law firm in Silicon Valley, and I believe it can win the appeal."

"You must never lose that game."

Dile has great opinions on the services of this woman's law firm, but...no way, who calls her the governor's wife? The heaviest words in the face can only be emphasized like this, and the tone is not too aggressive.

"I know, never." Alicia promised solemnly.

"Sit down, let's get the business done first." Ms. Sloan spread several documents on the table.

After finally waiting for this day, Dile looked at the documents that would allow him to officially get 15% of the shares of A+ Audio Company, tried his best to restrain the ups and downs, and gave the private lawyer a look before he began to try the contract. When writing the text, he asked: "Don't Goodman need to be present?"

"No, he drafted the contract two years ago, and it has been stored in my safe. You see, it's all in ash."

After Song Ya opened his mouth, he yawned greatly, "Sit down, don't stand still."

"By the way, I brought it to you."

Dile took out some newspapers he had collected in his private lawyer briefcase and threw them to Song Ya. He walked to the window where the window was wide open, and the chill of Chicago came straight in, calming his mood by looking at the scenery.

"What."

Song Ya picked it up and glanced at it. Some local Chicago morning papers have in common that they all published their own BabaYetu news last night.

‘Chicago Symphony Orchestra and APLUS have dedicated a brilliant hymn to all of us. The lyrics are the Lord’s Prayer in Swahili...’

‘May God be with us! The faithful APLUS composes a new gospel...’

Basically, they have this kind of content, because these kinds of newspapers are missionary publications issued by various religious groups, which have very low influence and basically no news value.

The performance last night was very successful, but because of the niche nature of the PBS classical music program, the speed and breadth of the spread were not good, except that A+CN then posted a news report to help myself brag about it, the former New York Mayor Dingkins In his inner city broadcasting company’s radio talk program, he mentioned excitedly that the old man admired it, because the station itself has an evangelical background.

Speaking of the Protestant churches, there are really many churches. For example, the church where my body has grown up from childhood belongs to the Baptist school of American African descent. The vice president of Dow and their choir are all from Lutheran, old Barn. The church belongs to another union of Lutheran sect, and Dingkins also belongs to Lutheran sect, but there is a faction in which African descent is the mainstay. Is there a saying that colleagues are enemies? They sometimes compete fiercely for believers, and sometimes face the pressure of other more alienated religious competitors, and sometimes cooperate sincerely, resulting in a mess.

Fortunately, everyone has a very high opinion of their Babayetu...

Because it is indeed too correct. At present, whether a certain religion is in Africa or North America, it is very attractive to the black community. Therefore, for the Christian religion, regardless of the size of the church, the American mixed-blood singers used the long history of East Africa. The gospel symphony hymns sung in Vassili are very helpful for them to defend or attack. In the battle for the'herd' in the peaceful era, every cultural advantage is precious.

Over the years, Song Ya has clearly realized that in the United States, if there is no ethnic or religious background, people may tattoo Japanese Chinese characters or Chinese on their bodies out of taste, show personality or arty, and hang Chinese calligraphy in the room. The works are used as decoration, but few people take the initiative to tattoo the philosophical words of the Middle Eastern alphabet or put on some Middle Eastern calligraphy, even if it is actually the Persian poem of Hafez praising fine wine.

They are all heterogeneous civilizations. The Chinese book Asan is still too far away from their hearts, and their religious threats are relatively inadequate, so that in history, they are often used by Europe and the United States as an allegory background for beautiful imagination, or to decorate exotic customs. Perfect topic selection.

The other opponent is a thousand-year-old enemy in the religious field...

In short, the conservatives can't find their faults this time, they have to think about their own good.

Taking advantage of Dile's lawyer's trial of the contract, Song Ya was thinking wildly.

"No problem," the lawyer said after a long time.

Of course there is no problem. After yawning for the third time, Song Ya signed it easily, then exchanged the signatures with Dile, and finally handed it to Alicia for confirmation.

Dile's expression was calm, but he was trying to suppress his inner excitement. It was easy to see, "Is the listing going well?" he asked.

"It's okay, it should be the same group of people from Netscape, KPCB, Morgan Stanley, Yongdao..." Dilai replied: "The main risk is the litigation with QuanMusic."

"My law firm will go all out." Alicia had to promise again.

After chatting for a while about the listing of the Amerika music website, "Are you eating here at noon?" Xue Linfen appeared at the entrance of the study.

"I have something else."

Only Alicia refused, and she hurriedly left after finishing the contract.

"Are you and Peter come to the groundbreaking ceremony on the 5th?" Song Ya asked her back.

"No, I don't like that kind of occasion." She dropped her words and left.

"By the way, I invite Jared Leto No. 5 to be a guest. Can I show up at the groundbreaking ceremony?"

Xue Linfen took the opportunity to propose, "Ap Zheng Chuan will start drawing on Plyfontein's birthday. It has been less than a month and he needs to be exposed."

"Free? That's okay, come on, the more people the better."

This is a good thing, Leto is considered popular, and when he adds himself and other singers who have signed new A+ records, every entertainment news will definitely report one.

After lunch, Dile, who finally let go of his heart, also left. He wants to rush back to Silicon Valley to stare at the company. Other executives such as Yeremov also updated their equity awards at the end of last year, but they will not When you open your mouth, you will give 5% or 15%. Song Ya was still immature at that time.

"What does the general manager of Litman Publishing say about our educational film plan?"

In the afternoon there was only Sloan left in the study, but he was powerless to make twenty dollars, so he continued to handle official duties.

"He is not old-fashioned, he is very interested, but he wants to talk to you personally again."

Sloan looked at him with a smile and said, "Is it because you can find the potential market in that area because you keep thinking about those things all day? Well, APLUS?"

"Professional Oh Ms. Sloan, who swears not to talk about that topic outside of trading?"

Song Ya fought back.

"Okay, okay, the general manager of Litman Publishing thinks that your schedule for lobbying the education departments of the states is too tight. They are not large publishing houses. They have certain channels but it is difficult to get a breakthrough in a short time, unless..." Sloan blinked playfully.

"Unless there is a demonstration effect in a certain state, right?"

The two of them thought of going together, and both laughed in sympathy. Who else could be the breakthrough? Peter Flock, the'resolute and resolute' Peter Flock, said, "Let the general manager of Litman Press on the 5th also come to the groundbreaking ceremony. I will introduce our governor. The adults will know him."

"By the way, what else did you and David Geffen talk about tonight about the Little Bronfman's naming of the Symphony Center?"

Sloan asked.

"It's nothing, just chatting."

Song Ya shook his head, "Why should I listen to the Jews showing off history..."

"What?" Sloan didn't understand the latter sentence when he spit out in Chinese.

"No, I wrote a gospel song, David Geffen and Barenboi are both Jewish..."

Song Ya said.

"As soon as BabaYetu made the announcement, coupled with the previous speech by David Geffen, your current political spectrum can be outlined very clearly by the outside world."

Sloan reminded: "A progressive person with a background of Protestantism, in addition to believing in God, the difference between you and the conservatives in the United States is that you support gun ban. At least you have publicly expressed support for conditional gun ban, support for women's rights and various equal rights. This is actually not a big problem for conservatives. You are still young. This kind of thinking may be “corrected” in the future. Then the last point of disagreement is whether to support abortion. You publicly support it, then Will still offend them."

"Do you really want to pass this level?" Song Ya continued to complain.

"Do you support it?" Sloan asked. UU reading www.uukａnshu.com

"Of course." Song Ya asked back: "It doesn't need to be said in addition? Shouldn't all those who support women's rights support women's free choice?"

"At least the difference is in the U.S. country. Regardless of the religion, it is very important to complete the imprisonment of women. Because religions naturally have the driving force to expand their followers, they do not like abortion. Because most men do it in their youth. Relatively rebellious and less close to religious life due to life pressure, there is a domesticated and loyal mother in the family who recalls the so-called goodness of the mother's kindness, patience, and devotion when they reach middle age or old age One of the major reasons for revisiting religion to find spiritual comfort after quality."

Sloan said: "Women's freedom and liberation are not easy to come by. Don't look at some moderate conservative thinking now disguising themselves very well, but they are already fighting back. They will not let women go, and things will change when they once again gain an advantage. It will be much faster than expected. Do you think it is a step-by-step development from 51% to 52? No, it is very likely to jump directly from 51% to 90%."

"OK, OK."

Song Ya's eyelids were almost drooping after a long commentary, "I agree with you, but I need to take a good rest now, there will be performances in the evening, let's go out, go out..." He waved and drove people to the sofa. Lie on.

"Come on, just stand there and swing a small stick for more than three minutes. How tired can you be?" Sloan's desire to speak has not yet been satisfied, rolling his eyes to spit.

"You don't understand art, don't make random comments, okay?"

"Wow, great artist."

"Juicer!"

"..."

"I want to increase the price!"

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