Chicago 1990

The first thousand two hundred and eighty-eight chapters of the chaotic Avengers alliance

On the evening of February 24th, Song Ya and his ex-wife dressed up and appeared in a high-end Chicago restaurant. The two chose a position by the window so that the paparazzi arranged outside could take pictures of the so-called "stealth".

I chose this time because the Grammy Awards are being held in Los Angeles.

Anyway, the **** song has been offended, and I simply played it a little bit bigger, "aplus and Mariah Carey ignored the Grammys and chose a romantic dinner on the night of the awards ceremony". The topic was very topical, and it was a good opportunity for hype.

Just like the last time Xiao Li went shopping, eating, being interviewed by reporters, and making a lot of talk on the day of the Oscars last year.

After more than a month of devil training, her ex-wife's body became thinner. She knew that there was a paparazzi behind a tree outside the window. She didn't dare to move her hands and feet. She gracefully thanked the waiter who introduced her. Sitting down beautifully, "Ah..." She squeezed her throat: "Thank you soda."

"Okay, where is Mr. Aplus?" the waiter asked.

"same."

"Okay, this is the menu."

"Well, let it go, let's watch it slowly." Song Ya sent away the waiter, and said to her who was silent and smiling while flipping through the menu: "Don't be so restrained. You can't hear what we say outside, and the photos will be first. It was published after being selected by Hayden and the others."

"Oh!"

When she heard the news, her expression became vivid, and the feet under the table were liberated from the high heels and kicked herself, "I blame you, now it's alright, we won't be able to get Grammys anymore!" Got thicker.

"What can you expect if you have won six zeros? Besides, it's too late for you to regret it now."

Song Ya fought back, "You have a little bit of bones, you are still arguing with me about this?"

"I'm not like you. This year, whenyoubelieve from Whitney Houston and I got nominations." She was actually very confused and entangled in it.

"I have no chance to win this year. Let's talk about the Oscar next month. Will you and Whitney perform at the Oscars ceremony? Don't worry, I will also help with PR."

"That's different. Even if you get the Oscar for Best Original Song, the Little Golden Man belongs to the songwriter Stephen Schwartz." She said regretfully.

"Even if I don't issue **** this year, will you go to the Grammys? In the sixth zero, you publicly criticized them for being boring before, and then watched Celine Dion sweep the awards, and then you left like a lost dog with nothing. "Song Ya asked her.

"I won't go, ok? But I don't want to run out to eat at the same time, and I was deliberately photographed by reporters." She said.

"Okay, okay, it's a big deal that you will be allowed to drink something today, and then... you come by yourself." Song Ya called the sommelier.

"Gudong..."

The ex-wife immediately swallowed unsuspectingly. During this time, she was really hungry and gluttonous. She was excited and concentrated on communicating with the sommelier and choosing wine.

Song Ya smiled and watched, behind the bushes outside the restaurant, the click of the shutter kept ringing.

"Did you have fun in California?"

Food and drink came up one after another. She was happy but wanted to take into account the food. She put a piece of veal steak into her mouth and chewed, and asked after sighing contentedly.

"Playing? The board of directors and the general meeting of shareholders are all working."

Song Ya didn't change his face. In the middle of this month, taking advantage of the opportunity to go to the 3dfx headquarters in Silicon Valley, he secretly gathered with the forest for a few days.

"Ha ha……"

The ex-wife sneered with a face of unbelief.

However, she showed no signs of jealousy today, and the atmosphere was very good. The two of them were very hot and chatted freely. At this time Hayden came over to report the real-time situation of the Grammy Awards, "Mimi, whenyoubelieve you and Whitney Houston did not win."

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"It's okay, I'm mentally prepared." She took a sip of red wine.

"Padillabell won a R&B Award." Hayden said again.

"Oh?" She took out her mobile phone from Di Fei's bag and called her godmother to congratulate her, but the awards ceremony over there should not be over yet, and it didn't get through. "What's in your hand?" She asked Hayden.

"The magazine that just arrived..."

"Show me."

"Okay. Uh, boss..."

"What's wrong? Just say something." Song Ya saw that Hayden was hesitant to speak and stopped being embarrassed, knowing that another accident had happened.

"Jazzy is in three mentions."

Hayden replied: "The best rap single was lost to Will Smith, the chorus award for gang-tuning was lost to beastieboys, and the best rap album award was lost to atribecalledquest."

"Shxt!" Song Ya cursed in a low voice, and threw the napkin that had been wiped on the table. "This will make me look like an incompetent person who can't fulfill promises and cross the river to tear down the bridge."

"that……"

"The Grammys don't give me awards for their artists. This year, the Big Five probably don't want my people to win the awards season..."

Song Ya thought for a while, "When it's over there, remember to remind me to call jazzy. It seems that I need to comfort him."

"Ok, and... do you want to see it now? Gauti's." Hayden whispered a document out of his bag.

"Give it to me, you sit too."

Song Ya couldn't wait to flip through it, and finally, Gaodi's nomination certificate arrived.

This is an internal document of defjam. It is very new. The time point was about the completion of the merger with the global East Coast small label at the end of last year. The ownership structure of all labels, as well as the list of contracted artists and producers of each label, etc. , But Gaudi should have only given half, the key financial data, income sharing, and artist salary, etc. are not available.

It seems that the guy who can mix from the ordinary producer of defjam to the rap boss in Queens has his own survival wisdom. After careful research and judgment, Song Ya feels that he can get this half, which means that the next half is almost in the hands of Gaudi.

"What do you think?" he asked Hayden.

"It should be okay, but then it's our turn to meet some of his conditions..." Hayden replied.

"Isn't that the business? Let's do it."

It's already late February, and in more than 20 days, I and my ex-wife are going to go to France to shoot MV. It will be another half year, so I can't wait and do nothing.

‘Mariah Carey was suspected to have reunited with aplus by taking advantage of the incident in the restroom of the East Hall. Recently, the two were photographed together in Chicago and returned to Aplus again. Her clothing seemed to have suddenly returned. ’

The ex-wife flipped through the gossip magazine and suddenly turned to this one. Her heart was furious. Now the media’s calibre has long changed. It always makes herself want to return to her ex-husband, as if she is talking about two people of completely different status. Posting back on the initiative...

And what the **** is the return of clothing!

Furious, she slammed the magazine onto the table, and then looked at the man who was covering her mouth with her hand, her frowning eyebrows were full of seriousness and concentration, and her upper body turned to Hayden, concentrating on whispering to each other.

Black Pharaoh, American magazines also began to talk about him under the nickname invented by the British, saying that he is the absolute idol and benchmark of all American African Americans, and even used him as an example to prove that discrimination no longer exists, the ceiling does not exist, and everyone does. The American dream can be realized here...

Suddenly I couldn't lose my temper again, so I asked my cheeks to stare at the little ex-husband silently, trying not to disturb him.

"Fxxk! Let me say it, aplus can't handle it! We have to be dragged down by him!"

Los Angeles Sacred Grand Theater, the jazzy trio who came back after their excitement left the room immediately after the awards ceremony. Damon Dash kept complaining angrily. Biggs also looked upset. It was the first time at the Grammys. When you enter the stage and enter the room, there are three mentions, and if you are in a good mood, hell!

"Just when the radio said that Aplus and Mariah Carey were eating at a Chicago restaurant, it was clear that it would be ugly to the Grammy jury."

Follow-up report after getting on the bus.

"Then we might as well not come, and simply advance and retreat with him, a little bit nasty!" Damon Dash shouted: "The enemies of New York must be laughing at you now! He messed up this matter! "

"He called the boss." Biggs received a call from Song Ya.

"Hey, jazzy, I heard about you..."

"Yes, I didn't get the prize, it doesn't matter, I was nominated for the first time." Jazzy was also irritated, but he hid his emotions very well, "You should also run with you."

"I don't say that, the three nominations should at least give you an award... Anyway, count my brother this time, and there will be a Soul Train Music Award next month, right?" Song Ya asked.

"Yes it is."

"OK, look for a chance to talk again?"

Jazzy gritted his teeth, "Okay."

Song Ya hung up the phone. At this time, he had already left the restaurant with Mariah Carey, but he did not go home because Doug, Underwood's chief of staff, had a temporary appointment.

Ask Hayden to send his ex-wife off, Song Ya picks up Doug at a dark intersection, and Old Mike drove the car to a secluded parking lot, and then got out of the car alone.

"What's the matter?" Song Ya asked. Doug hadn't acted like this for a long time, but he was still the same, like a robot, with a blank expression on his face.

"I think you heard some rumors about the Bronfman family recently." Doug said.

"Hehe, do you mean that Deutsche Bank just issued last year's financial report? Yes, I heard that some people think of the settlement between the Jewish Congress and UBS last year, although the Deutsche Bank financial report shows that this financing will soon be packaged. It's sold." Song Ya sneered. Underwood should have known about it much earlier than he did. Want to make a difference? Drag and drag the card in your hand, right?

Doug was not disturbed by him, saying: "I think it's time for us to cooperate, right?"

"Won't Congressman Underwood talk to me personally?" Song Ya asked.

"He has returned to Washington today. I will stay in Chicago for a few more days. Anyway, keep in touch?" Dougla opened the door and got out of the car.

"Before I go to France next month." Song Ya said to his back: "Cooperation requires sharing, if you really want to form an alliance with me on this matter."

"Yes." Doug raised the collar of his coat and closed the door and walked away.

Old Mike came back and started the car again. Song Ya took a long test in the back seat and suddenly sneered, "Hahaha... mess..." He shook his head in the dark, his laughter getting louder and louder.

"How did the old Bronfman convince the leader to come forward and ask Deutsche Bank to reconcile as soon as possible? You were deceived by the old fox. His son took the money from Deutsche Bank. Maybe he was already under pressure from UBS..."

In Washington, Underwood once again saw the White House Chief of Staff Podesta. The Deutsche Bank loan was difficult to connect with the World War II Jewish deposit reconciliation incident, but the rumors spread so quietly. He thought it was this card. It's the king fried in his hand...

So he was forced to come to a showdown with the chief's cronies in advance to get more chips, "His son still quietly supported me, Rangel and many of his opponents in the parliamentary contest, at the critical moment of the impeachment House vote! Otherwise! I won’t run back to Chicago midway, maybe because of the late days... I could have won a few more votes."

"The matter is over." Podesta smiled and comforted. "You know that UBS has agreed to other conditions of our government in addition to the compensation. This transaction can't just look at the surface. The chief and I don't think we have been deceived... …"

"But what about secretly supporting my competitors? I want revenge, I need revenge, and you also need it!"

Underwood stared at Podesta coldly, and said word by word like a hungry wolf: "Little Bronfman humiliated me in front of so many people in Chicago. I think you have heard that too. Yes, I always abide by the rules and resign? Ok, I resigned, but now...I need an explanation!"

"Your grievances seem to be related to aplus?" Podesta laughed. His power can be dubbed the U.S. Prime Minister by Washingtonians, and the sources of intelligence are powerful agencies.

"The cause may be the personal grievances between them, but the result is that neither I nor you should swallow!" Underwood retorted.

Podesta stared at him for a while, then sighed and lowered his head to think, "Well, I'll tell."

"you promise?"

"I promise."

"Haha!" Los Angeles, Jack Warner Manor, David Geffen just finished his business with mj, he bought some high-quality light assets from the record industry outside the copyright library from mj, helping mj relax.

But he is also very clear in his heart that it is completely unrealistic for mj to invest in the same proportion as Sony to maintain Sony/copyright library shares. The financial resources are far away. Sooner or later, the king of pop will come to find himself again, and it should not be too far away.

Of course, he was not happy because of this. Deutsche Bank reported the financial report and spread the rumors. He did the poisonous trick that linked the money to the UBS settlement. He is also a figure in the Jewish inner circle. He knows what is right. A family’s reputation hurts the most. First of all, it is necessary to let those middle and lower members of the same ethnic group who may be kept in the dark forever know who has become a traitor, and cut off the branches and leaves, otherwise, with the energy of the Bronfman family in the Jewish circle, revenge It can't be done at all.

"Don't you unite with people who also hate the little Bronfman?" hinted by a cronies around him.

"No, this kind of thing can only be done and cannot be said, we stabbed and dormant, and others will follow the trend in the future."

A sinister smile hung from the corner of David Geffen's mouth, "Continue to observe until the time has come for the next knife."

In Montreal, Canada, the old Bronfman rubbed his eyebrows tiredly. The only person beside him was not his son, but Barry Diller.

"We have to continue to wipe Edgar's ass," the old man said.

"I will be able to launch another listed company on Internet stocks in this time..." Barry Diller also complained very tiredly, "This shouldn't be my trouble."

"I criticized him." Old Bronfman said: "He shouldn't have said that to Underwood. I apologize to you and Doug Morris for him."

Have you criticized? Barry Diller resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "That's even worse."

"Barry, now that this is the case, we have to do a good job in the aftermath." Old Bronfman persuaded.

"Well, I have to find out who did it first, right? Aplus? Little Edgar has a lot of enemies..." Barry Diller said, "David Geffen was also very upset about being swept out last month. "

"No, it can't be that half-blood boy, he doesn't have the energy to spread rumors within the Jewish people so quickly. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Old Bronfman shook his head, "David Geffen... should not be enough, he It’s our own people, and we’ve been busy drinking mj’s blood recently."

"The president of a+ film studio Yeremov is very loyal to aplus." Barry Diller reminded.

"Heh..." The old man chuckled, "Yelemov is not qualified."

"In short, catching out an enemy is not the same as wiping my butt. I am a businessman and I don't want to play gangster games." Barry Diller spread his hands, "I don't have time to mute mysteries."

"Since you have done something, you can't just do half of it. This is Edgar's weakness and not mine. I have asked Underwood to investigate the character of Underwood. He would not be honest when he was a party whip for many years. It really swallows the humiliation of Edgar Jr. He recently used a factory in Chicago to transfer a large project of commercial real estate, and he met with Gore's environmental protection funders."

Old Bronfman's slow analysis: "The current commander does not need Chicago, but Gore will still need it in future elections. Since becoming an enemy is no longer possible, then we must simply destroy the possibility of him returning to the core of power. He has a close relationship with aplus, and this move can also cut off a part of aplus’s political energy."

"Oh? You think it's Underwood?" Either you don't do it or you don't? After all, he is a ruthless generation, Barry Diller raised his eyebrows, and sighed secretly as he looked at the aging old man in front of him.

"The federal congressman in the electoral district where the project is located, seems to be Russell? Underwood pulled up with one hand, but he is a drunkard with countless ills."

Old Bronfman did not give an answer. He took out a prepared document from the drawer and placed it on his desk.

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