Chicago 1990

‘It’s said that Fujibi Magazine will have a high probability of calculating APLUS’s personal wealth to more than one billion meters this year, right? I didn't want to say something at first, but APLUS woke up. According to reliable sources, he has fully recovered his mind and can even handle personal affairs. Then I can finally say what I was holding in my stomach... In fact, I always think Fuji is making gimmicks. Yes, they are playing the eye-catching set. How legendary is it for a 22-year-old African American who is in a coma to become the youngest self-made billionaire? Haha, but you also said that in recent months he has been taken away by his private lawyers a lot of property, what happened to the Chicago law firm overnight, how pitiful APLUS is... these two things Things are contradictory, right? So let us return to the original question: Does Fujibee really know what APLUS is? ’

‘Haha! I said it was a coincidence, right? APLUS was shot and unconscious. His fans went crazy to the theater to play football stunners in March and April. The girls watched him crying on the big screen, and they all shed their tears. As a result... he woke up in June before his other starring movie Blade was drawn... he woke up! Haha, the timing of grabbing the headlines is as clever as it has already been arranged. Now fans have to wipe away their tears, go to the theater and continue to contribute to the box office, give him money, and then laugh at the big screen? Who remembers the scandal-ridden APLUS in the second half of last year? nobody! ’

'APLUS was responsible for the great riots all over the country in January. His people jumped up and down, frantically instigating conflicts between the various ethnic groups in the United States, sprinkling salt on their wounds, and innocent good people died in that riot, countless shops, The community was robbed and destroyed, and countless people were arrested and imprisoned. The small and medium-sized business owners had a bad luck...'

The media seemed to put away their sympathy overnight. Sloan changed several channels, and Song Ya didn't feel how happy they were about waking up.

"It's hard to imagine that this station has also released a memorial feature short film for you before, and often follows and reports the gossip about the battle for your property." Linda said with a smile.

"A black billionaire who is lying in bed and not awake, and seeing his property about to be divided by others, is a good Nger, right?"

Song Ya probably understood the mentality of these media. He smiled and looked down at the signature pen in his hand. It still didn't work, his fingers were not strong, so he had to look at Sloan for help.

Sloan took the bread from the outside with his hands, pinching his fingers tightly.

"It's not bad now? It's more like the hands of an artist and a pianist."

Linda, the president of A+ Records, saw his much slender fingers than before, and picked up a nice auspicious saying: "Is there something to say? Young people are hopeful and thin?"

"Hey..."

Song Ya grinned and held his breath to deal with the signature pen in his hand. This is his current "primary enemy". The black ink is crooked at the end of the document. He almost dragged it with the strength of his arm to finally sign the name.

This was his first business decision after waking up: to fire the current general manager of Metropolitan Records and formally take up this position himself.

Very small problem, something that should have been done in January.

"I want to kiss you again."

Linda put away the files and gave Song Ya a kiss from a black aunt on the cheek. Her happiness was beyond words, "Cochrane said Goodman and they ran away. You should quickly appoint a new lawyer to Sony Columbia Records and ask for last year's records. Income settlement, I think you should need cash most now.” She suggested.

"Well, I will."

Song Ya casts his eyes on a set of exquisite three-disc CDs on the small bed table in front of his chest. The collection of "Forever 22 Years Old" released by Sony Columbia Records in February contains his first album "APLUS" and second album "21". , The third disc is a selection of singles from the first two albums and some pure music that I created for the original soundtrack of the movie "My Life" and the "Cat and Mouse Game" movie. They were all created by themselves during the release date.

On the cover is the profile of himself conducting at the Chicago Symphony Center. The latter is very stylish and artistic, with a black and white tone. Except for himself wearing a black tuxedo and holding a baton in the center of the picture, other bands, theaters, and audiences are all blurred. , The golden light sheds from the top of the head, and the'skinny' figure of the halo has a little divinity, loneliness and fragility. At first glance, it will be mistaken for a serious symphony album of a dead master.

"Uh……"

Linda noticed the boss's gaze and intertwined her fingers nervously, "I think we need to have continuous income anyway, so I agreed to Sony Columbia Records' proposal."

"It's okay, it's not a bad thing."

Sony Columbia Records has a very high pricing strategy for this set. It is almost as expensive as MJ's limited-edition historical two-disc album. It has been blessed by shooting and coma. I heard that it sells very well.

Looking at Universal Records, they were all greedy and crying. Several times they asked Linda for her lyrics and music and wanted to post a new album of her own "quasi-legacy". Linda resisted the pressure and did not agree.

Putting yourself in the position of Linda at the time, it is understandable to do so, business is business, and it is not a mistake of principle to make peace with the enemy in the direction of the same interests.

Yesterday Yeremov also took advantage of the opportunity to be alone and confessed in tears, saying that he had not withstood the pressure of the 20th Century Fox Pictures. Even when Cameron’s Titanic project bounced again, he continued to confess. The 30 million yuan from the above was allocated to the other party, and he also accepted the "small gift" given by Fox Pictures in three times.

"Forcibly gave it to me..." Yeremov was aggrieved. "If you don't take it, Mr. Bill McKennick, its president, will not worry."

Just as long as there is no loss in the big festival, Song Ya chose to forgive this senior manager.

"We have to appoint the new law firm to get the relevant legal documents of Goodman and Hamlin Law Firm, and continue to settle the lawsuit with Sony Columbia Records." Sloan took the opportunity to propose again.

"Let me think about it again." Song Ya declined again.

"Well, how about the spin-off of the American music website from A+ Audio, right? Goodman and Hamlin ran away, and now no one knows what's going on there except Dylay." Sloan Continue to persuade.

"Cochrane said Goodman might want to leave his brother Jimmy in Chicago to negotiate with you, but Jimmy was so scared that he saw him that day, and now he can't even find anyone who can make things clear." Linda said.

"Yeah." Song Ya nodded, noncommittal.

"Are you still struggling with 3DFX? They performed very well this time, APLUS."

Sloan undoubtedly knows himself best now. After he woke up, he talked to her about 3DFX a few times, "During the listing process, I didn’t do anything to your shares. It is considered to have withstood Goodman’s coercion, but There are too many negative factors that have been shorted by Wall Street. Those are purely business and management decision-making issues, I think it is not worth your precious energy to think about at this stage..."

Sloan said: "It's not the point at all."

"Slow down, speak slowly, my mind is easily confused now, Sloan."

After waking up, the massive external information will always evoke memory fragments from time to time. Song Ya knows that Apocalypse is absolutely useful. For example, the MV that was hunted by white people with AK but got stuck with AK, such as the sudden apocalyptic dream when shot. Requiem.

He was really struggling with 3DFX because it wasn't Goodman Hamlin who stole the money, it wasn't Dylai's betrayal, it was not Susie, Tony and Sharinfin that had a quarrel, it was 3DFX that woke him up.

"Well, you have a good rest, calm down, and we will talk about this when we get back to Chicago."

Sloan said helplessly.

"You need to be calm, not me."

Song Ya said with a smile, "I feel that you care more about myself than I am now."

"Oh? Really?" Sloan wasn't convinced.

"Since Goodman and the others dared to steal my money, they would definitely not reveal any obvious flaws. They ran away. If I didn't use violent and illegal means, I could only fight against them, and then try to get part of the money back and return the legal affairs. The conditions for the settlement of documents. They hooked up with Karl Icahn, and the other party would inevitably charge benefits such as handling fees and protection fees. If they stole 100 million from me, at least 30 million would flow into the pockets of the Wolf of Wall Street. The logic is the same as money laundering. They are now covered."

Song Ya glanced at the old Mike who was supervising nurses to get nutritional supplements: "Actually, I don't have the ability to solve this problem quickly, and I don't want to introduce other law firms to take over the legal affairs of my company."

"What about Dile? You said you don't forgive Dile?" Sloan asked.

"Dilai can let Alicia try first. I have asked Cochrane to prepare the documents to see if I can stop the listing of the America music website." Song Ya replied.

"Throw the nuclear bomb first?"

"It may not be useful. My shares were diluted after the spin-off of the Amerika Music website, but at least I should have the right to fire Dilei's A+ audio president position."

"APLUS, the board members of 3DFX have already set off for Chicago." Dr. Chen, the president of A+ Ventures, walked in and said, "Cochrane has also received your private jet ban from the Barn bail judge."

"Still 3DFX." Sloan complained.

"We solve one thing one by one, OK?"

Song Ya comforted him, "By the way, how about Dr. Mei and his wife?" He asked Dr. Chen.

"Oh, you know, Goodman also tried to intervene in 3DFX. Dr. Mei has been angry at both ends over the past six months. He is a bit at a loss. The Internet industry is not a big hit in the world. He persuaded his wife Yan Hong to return to China and start a business together. Some venture capital to bring them back to China."

Dr. Chen replied.

"It's a pity. Ha! Mimi!"

Mariah Carey brought some new clothes, Song Ya picked a dark long trench coat and waited for her and the nurse to help herself with it, "Give me the sunglasses."

The time has come to leave this hospital.

Before leaving, Lee Phillips, the lawyer of his ex-wife, helped apply for a prohibition order prohibiting Dr. House from appearing 500 meters around him.

Everyone moved him to a wheelchair, Linda pushed behind, the South African bodyguard and old Mike were still in charge of security work, and Mariah Carey and Sloan got into the car first.

"Ha! Thanks, Forman."

Song Ya has a good impression of the black intern who stopped House from going crazy in time and saved his life~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There will be a fund for him to conduct medical research work at Princeton Medical School in the future, so as to save the boss Hao. Retaliation for unemployment.

"Goodbye, APLUS." Forman, the dean and others took him all the way to the door of the hospital.

Wearing a windbreaker outside the hospital gown, he enjoyed the care of countless flashes as soon as he got out of the hospital. Fortunately, he was prepared to put on sunglasses, his head tilted slightly to one side, with a tired but indifferent smile on his face, and he struggled to raise his hand. Putting his elbow on the armrest of the wheelchair, he greeted the reporters with his wrists.

The reporter and the paparazzi were more humane this time. They took their pictures silently without asking any messy questions.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)

He didn't find where the fans were, until the wheelchair was carried into the ambulance, he found the crowd holding the support sign from a high place, "Wait." He told the medical staff not to close the back door and smiled there. Waved, and blew a kiss sickly.

"APLUS we love you!" The girls were excited, crying, and shouting neatly.

"Sure."

The car door was closed and the convoy slowly headed to the airport. In addition to the New Jersey police officer who cleared the way, there was also a South African motorcycle riding an Apulian motorcycle at the end of the convoy.

"What was the last medicine we gave him?" Dr. House appeared beside Forman, looking at his beloved motorcycle farther and farther away.

"Uh..." Forman lowered his head and turned over the ward records, "Dexamethasone."

"is it?"

Dr. House quickly remedied a rare disease that can be cured by dexamethasone. The corners of his mouth were slightly cocked, and he was relieved, "By the way, you have been fired, Forman."

"Not surprisingly."

Forman didn't panic at all.

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