Chicago 1990

"Sugnett was very inconvenient to act after he was released from prison, and law enforcement agencies from all walks of life followed him closely."

"The person in charge of Biggie's case is still screening the shooter who shot Biggie from his Compton blood gang."

"As for the death of 2PAC, he is still unwilling to cooperate with the police..."

Barron, a gang lawyer serving the gangster Kenneth, got into the passenger seat. After being searched by Old Mike, he began to report. He didn't look back from start to finish, occasionally glanced at the rearview mirror.

"If he doesn't change his stinky and hard temper, no one can help him." said the man hiding in the shadow of the back seat. The highly recognizable voice is lazy and magnetic.

"In fact, there is a compromise. Su Ge has already let out a word, saying that he is looking for a New York hawker nicknamed VonZip. It will not be long before the police and the road will know that Voin, the real bandit, although he is a lame gang, he often goes to Su Ge. Compton’s Lair is looking for blood to help his friends'take the goods'. There is a lot of communication there. Su Ge thinks he is suspected..."

"VonZip is also the cousin of Bragging Dad, the godfather of Biggie's son. When Bragging Dad was the party planner before his success, he was in charge of supplying goods. He can be seen in the follow-up team after the establishment of Bad Boy Records, you Maybe I've seen it before."

"He has been doing pretty well recently. Aaliyah has been unable to get rid of R Kelly's entanglement in recent years, because the record owner who took her singer appointment is R Kelly's best friend. This year VonZip worked with Damon Dash and others to help Aaliyah find a way. I got the record owner and changed the record to EMI’s Viking Beimi. Bragging Dad, he, Jazzy, Damon Dash, etc. also seized a lot of shares in the record. It is estimated that they have also succeeded by gang methods. There is Ellie. Ya, this money printing machine, he is now a tycoon in the recording industry on the streets of Harlem."

Barron said: "I don't know how Su Ge suspected VonZip, but it seems that he didn't waste time in prison."

"Jazzy and Damon Dash also got involved?" the man in the back seat asked.

"Yes, just what happened not long ago."

Barron replied, "All I can ask for in New York is to brag about Daddy, Jazzy and others. You know this circle is not big." After thinking about it, I wanted to add one more sentence, "Damondash is the most active. After running, he seems to have started dating Aaliyah..."

"Huh? It was really given by that kid..."

The man chuckled halfway through, "Okay, I see, let Suger be careful of the enemies behind him, such as the parent company of his death row records, the violent, honest and cruel owner of Interspe Records, Iowen."

"Ok."

Barron agreed, waited for a while without hearing the man speak again, and pushed the door to get out of the car.

"It should be very painful to brag like this... Gauti can't even seize the opportunity, so you can't blame others."

Song Ya watched Barron's car drove away from the meeting place before speaking to Hayden next to him.

"Shall I say hello to Jazzy and Damon Dash and keep them away from that VonZip?" Hayden asked.

"It doesn't matter what their New Yorker mess is."

Song Ya shook his head and greeted old Mike to drive.

"Sugnett seems to intend to transfer the Gulfstream V private jet that has been mortgaged at a low price. He does not have enough money to beat the billionaire bragging father." Hayden hinted again.

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"I don't even want to take the risk of one in ten thousand exposure!"

Song Ya stared at him.

It was too late to return to Highland Park's home due to a secret meeting with Barron. Song Ya went to look at Mila, who was pregnant, and found that she was asleep, so she gently closed the door.

Then he crept into Halle's room and woke up the black pearl.

"Have fun in Cannes?"

After a lot of fun, the two talked with their arms around each other, and the miracle that Hallie participated in was shortlisted in the competition unit, but there was no result.

"You promised my shadow queen?! Ah?" Hallie, who was already limp, immediately got energized and turned to question.

"Who should you study? Awesome..."

Song Ya grabbed her wrist, "Don't make trouble, isn't it still early for the awards season in the United States?"

"Director Spike Lee said I guess it's no show." Hallie complained.

"That's how I can find the best prize-winning project for you..." Song Ya is still hesitant to give Hallie the heroine of the Requiem of Dreams starring Jennifer Connelly, "have you not filmed recently? "So interrupted.

"No, I pushed the female Stormtrooper character in Fox Pictures X-Men because of a schedule conflict with Blade Warrior."

Halle answered.

"Storm Girl is the wife of Black Panther? Fox Pictures got those black characters from Marvel?" Song Ya was a little strange, he hadn't cared about Marvel for a long time.

"I don't know, anyway, X-Men is a movie packed with many superheroes. Storm Girl is not the protagonist, and the pay is not high."

There is no absolute female one of Blade Warrior, and it is set by a female scientist in Kochi. Besides, Hallie's film appointment has been signed early, and there is no way for the schedule conflict.

"Ok……"

The shooting dates are the same, and the release dates are estimated to be similar. They are all scheduled for next year's summer vacation? Song Ya secretly noted that Fox Pictures is still relying on his own account, and when the time comes, he will fight on the stage and ask them to look good, "Stop talking, sleepy! Sleepy!"

David Geffen arrived by private jet the next day, and the two met in secret at a golf course in the suburbs of Chicago.

"Aren't you going to do something? APLUS."

David Geffen waited for him on the green and asked.

"What?" Song Ya didn't want to pretend to be too stupid. "If you point to the matter of Universal...I don't have enough information now."

"They want to sell the world to Europeans. After the euro was issued, European companies began to expand globally, and even Spain, a developing country, used its language advantage to acquire banks in the Western-speaking region of South America and deploy the financial industry.

David Geffen said: "We have to stop the Bronfman family, whether it is selling, merging with large companies or introducing strategic investors, they will become stronger when they do things, and it will be too late."

"Then what can we do?"

David Geffen doesn't seem to know the Bronfman family's plan to sell all Seagram Global Group. Song Ya has already inquired about this from the Gucci-Bahrain Fund, and he asks.

"whatever."

David Geffen replied: "You know that they are not doing well recently. The decline in record revenue, rampant piracy, monopolies, and the quality of high-end wines have been questioned by the French, and the lawsuit against your American music website has been defeated. This threshold, we Can’t let them come out smoothly."

It seems that the old fox is really anxious and hates him, almost like himself.

"Then they really don't plan to IPO?" Song Ya spied.

"It would be better if you are willing to go public. The listing process is certain, and the operating status must be publicized in advance."

This point is similar to what the hero sees. David Geffen vomited: "I'm afraid they will find rich men in Europe."

"Europeans are not so stupid, are they?"

Song Yaxin said that it is obvious that the oil trench line in the Middle East that I have mastered is a bit deceptive, so the young Bronfman will talk in person. In Europe, only the retired dad is arranged as the representative, and everything makes sense.

"Who knows."

David Geffen was frustrated and putt very casually. Anyway, he was a lot ahead. "We have to cooperate. I know you know some information that I don't know. I guess I also have what you need."

Haha, last time you acted on my redemption, you forgot and I did not forget. I heard that this old fox has made a lot of money in MJ in recent months. Song Ya doesn't want to be sold and helps him count the money." Yes, then, I let Hayden be responsible for communicating with your people? We first established a channel for exchanging information."

"Well, when you are ready, let Hayden take the information to me in Los Angeles." David Geffen said.

"Haha..." Song Ya smiled without answering, and instead immersed himself in putting. After a long gesture, the white golf ball slipped through the hole in response.

"Oh! This little fox..."

David Geffen looked at him and sighed secretly in his heart. This kid became more and more calm. He didn't know how shrewd than MJ, and he became more and more unable to see through, and he couldn't move. Well, I brought a copy of what I inquired with me, leave it with you first, and then we will discuss it later."

"also."

Song Ya made up the ball, "I have a question, Mr. Gefen, which way do you think Seagram Global and Europeans will cooperate best for them?"

"The most profitable thing is to sell it all. It is said to be worth 50 billion after the listing. In fact, even if it is only sold for 30 billion, Bronfman makes money when he enters the game, and the debt is all thrown away, and the cash is easy... …" David Geffen replied.

"Then the buyer will be sent to court for commercial fraud, right? Blowing such a big bubble..." Song Ya asked.

"Who can hold the evidence of Seagram Universal's blowing bubbles? The Europeans are outsiders, and it is a US company." David Geffen immediately replied, "Do you have?"

"I heard that this happened..." Song Ya didn't change his face.

"Everyone has heard about it... But at least in my opinion, Geffen Records, MCA Records, and Universal Pictures are not big problems. If there is, it may only be the loss he suffered from Polygram, even if he was given away. It’s also very troublesome to go to the dock.” David Geffen continued: “And the exchange of shares is the most unfavorable. It will not change the fundamental situation of the Bronfman family, unless you encounter a very stupid M&A target who pays a very high premium. After all, the size of the world is there, and at least the multinational giants are worthy of entering the game. This situation is very difficult to happen."

"So at this stage, it is necessary to cut off the possibility that they will all sell the company and leave, right?" Song Ya asked again.

"Yes, according to the current trend, Universal Records, the world's largest recording group, will be in more and more difficult situations. I was driven out anyway. I am waiting for a good show. It would be a shame not to see it."

"I agree."

"You agree that it's useless, we have to help each other."

David Geffen waved to the attache in the distance and asked him to take out a document from his bag, "This is my sincerity."

"Uh...that's the Bronfman family."

After all, it’s going to charge me, right? Song Ya couldn't answer it.

"What are you afraid of? You bet with little Bronfman who goes bankrupt first, and what else you dare not do."

David Geffen forced the folder into his arms, "Your kid is getting more and more slippery, but I know you and I am more competitive than Jordan."

"That's not enough."

By the way, "What is my good brother Jordan doing?" Song Ya asked Hayden after returning from golf.

"I'm helping the Bulls train rookies." Hayden sighed: "It's not as good as before. After he retired, the media was all hyping Kobe Bryant of the Los Angeles Lakers, saying that he would be his successor."

"Kobe?"

Song Ya was taken aback, as if he had missed Kobe when he saw 2PAC once again in the early years, but apart from their skin color, they actually looked a little bit alike, but they happened to be in Los Angeles.

At that time, Kobe should still be in middle school, he didn't make a name for himself...

If I yelled based on the familiarity of the apocalypse, I hope no one remembers the voice at that time. Damn, I still heard some rappers with bad brains and big nerves...

Song Ya secretly comforted herself.

At the same time, New York.

His other ‘good brother’ NAS was sitting at home and wondering. He remembered that APLUS was looking for himself to see Jazzy’s sketches. That portrait of Jazzy can be said to have both form and spirit...

So he was very impressed with that painting, even if APLUS burned the painting in front of him.

"But it's not right..."

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, "How come Jazzy's appearance and temperament have gotten closer to that portrait in recent years? Not the other way around..."

It doesn't make sense, the portrait painting can only be compared to the Jazzy painting of the year...

Jazzy was a small street character at the time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is younger, more earthy, and with the hostility of a peddler, which is completely incomparable with the portrait and the current temperament...

NAS couldn't figure it out even if he tried to break his head. Suddenly, he was attracted by the talk show on the New York Gospel Radio of the Inner City Broadcasting Corporation on the radio.

"APLUS! He is the pride of our African Americans, he is God sent to guide us all Nger, OK?"

An evangelical pastor was chatting up and down the mountain and the sea with a strong sense of rhythm, "Work like him! Live like him! Serve God like him, my friends, my listeners! Men, women, people! You! You can achieve success like him...More money than whites! Let him lead us! The British call him the black pharaoh, and Fortune magazine calls him the youngest business leader in the world. If I say, it’s all wrong! He is clearly already. Receive the favor of God!"

As NAS listened to it, he suddenly seemed to have an enlightenment. He rushed to the CD rack in his mansion and searched for a two-disc collection released by Sony Columbia Records during the APLUS shot coma.

On the cover of the black and white tone, APLUS is wearing a black tuxedo, the baton in his hand is gently raised, and the golden spotlight shines from above.

His body was full of radiance, tall but fragile, handsome but lonely.

And mourning, pity the world...

As a street poet in the rap world, NAS has a well-developed artistic cell, and he was in a daze as if he saw the crucified...

"Ho!"

He immediately retracted his plan to pack the CD case back into the shelf, solemnly placed it on the top of the tall cabinet, stood firmly, and carefully wiped off the dust on the cover with his hands.