Chicago 1990

　　 The car drove into a highway restaurant. Daniel Glass used the excuse to go to the bathroom to give Song Ya and Hayden a chance to talk alone. This is a standard white elite, with a suit and leather shoes, and the skin is a bronze color that is often sun-dried on the beach. He is well-proportioned, has a calm demeanor and a wink. Just in the car, Song Ya has been humming and perfunctory, basically not talking.

　　 "What are you doing?"

The two got into the compartment deck, and Hayden pointed to the bathroom and said, "Last year, SBK was acquired by EMI. Do you know the specific amount? Three hundred million dollars! This is a big man. You don't even know what a big opportunity there is. Don't play small temper!"

"FXXXYOU!" Song Ya seldom swears, but this time is really anxious. "Did you hear something outside the door last time?! Didn't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't have thought of bringing a big record company. People come to me!"

　　 "Yeah, yes, I almost heard it outside the door."

　　 Hayden confessed happily, "Pablo's opinion is right. We have to bring in big companies to be responsible for distribution, otherwise Joe will mess things up. He doesn't understand the modern recording industry."

　　 "I don't care if he understands or not! Wait, I think I need to make it clear to you."

Song Ya showed a serious showdown to Hayden: "You are my agent and I am your employer. You can't make your own decisions about certain things. At least you should ask for my opinion on the phone before bringing someone to me! If you brought a big record company to see me, what would he think of me? He would think that I was eating out! Is that a matter of money? It’s a matter of fate! You haven’t seen me in Old Joe’s music People from those gangs?"

　　 Hayden was taken aback, he shouldn't think about that at all, "I'm sorry, I apologize to you..."

He put his hands together, "I still underestimated the danger of Nancheng, but you have to understand, it is difficult for me to reject Mr. Glass, I have more than an artist in my hand, if I call you first and you have different opinions In the face, I can’t tell Mr. Glass..."

　　 "Forget it."

In fact, Song Ya deliberately exaggerated the seriousness to scare him, otherwise the agent might still point out what trouble he caused in the future. "Your task now is to quickly fix the song copyright and BMI membership for me. Other... "

　　 He saw Daniel Glass coming out of the bathroom, lowered his voice, "I'll talk about everything else later."

　　 "What's the matter? Can I help?"

Daniel Glass sat down opposite Song Ya, "I came to APLUS with sincerity. Let's not talk about that album. I can sign a singer contract with you first. I will follow you for two or three years. The film is up to you. As long as you sign, we will pay you. Of course, the money is not much, about 30,000 to 40,000 dollars a year."

　　 "Wow, this is too..." Hayden looked at Song Ya.

　　 Song Ya gave him a sideways glance.

　　 "Uh, this is Mr. Glass..."

　　 "Just call me Daniel."

　　 "Okay, Daniel, my employer doesn't want to think about any business matters now. With him..." Hayden looked at Song Ya: "Can you tell me?"

　　 Song Ya nodded.

　　 "Before he gets the BMI membership." Hayden explained to Song Ya again, "The copyright will come down soon, and I have already done it."

"BMI?" Daniel was a little surprised. He recruited the waiter and motioned for the two to order food first. "Their efficiency has always been the same. They walked through the process. It took about two or three months." He said to Song Ya : "You should have no resistance to joining the association by relying on the second-hand store song?"

　　 "It shouldn't be." Hayden replied for Song Ya, "but my employer is impatient."

　　 "Are you impatient? Haha..."

When the two of them finished ordering, Daniel ordered a simple meal casually, took out ten dollars, and asked the waiter to change into coins, "APLUS, you grew up in a slum, right? Can you be insensitive to 40,000 dollars for a year? , I’m not worried about the sales of Little Lowry’s important albums. Isn’t this a sign of impatient performance? You know, if his album sales fall at 100,000, you can only get about 5,000 royalties."

　　 "I'm used to being poor, and our poor ghosts in Nancheng treat people like you..." Song Ya pointed to Daniel, "has a natural vigilance."

"I know I know."

Daniel smiled. He took the food and coins from the waiter, walked to the jukebox in the corner of the restaurant, stuffed the coins in, chose the song, and returned to his seat, "We are very precious time. So I will try to convince you as soon as possible."

　　‘Yo! VIP! Iceicebaby……Iceicebaby……’

The jukebox is old-fashioned. The mechanical shelf picks out a vinyl record and puts it slowly. Accompanied by rhythmic music, a rap song is played.

"APLUS, do you know why I didn't choose a high-end restaurant to invite you to a big meal? I chose this place? Because there is a record player here, Ice (vanilla ice), a white man, our signed singer, his album will not be until the end of the year It’s on sale, but this single is already selling well and you can order it at any street shop in Chicago."

Daniel said as he ate, "Do you know what your boss did wrong with that old Joe? He put the treasure on Little Lori's useless album. I tried hard to listen to every capital, but sorry, except Your second-hand store, I didn’t do all the other twelve songs. Do you know what the agent of Little Lori is doing wrong? He ran to talk to Warner about a deal, my goodness, the star-studded Warner Records didn’t. How many resources will Lori give to the mediocre Chicago black guy..."

After 　　 Vanilla Bing's single was played, a clear chorus of girls resounded on the jukebox.

"Is this song familiar? Holdon, the number one Billboard single, the Wilson sisters and Phillips, three white girls, are also our signed singers. Their album is coming soon and will be released in June. Did you find anything? Yes, our SBK strategy has always been to go ahead with singles and release albums only after gaining momentum. This is exactly the same as yours...APLUS’s interests, albums, you get one percent, singles, UU reading www .uukanshu.com you can get a tenth. As long as we can be responsible for the release of Lori II’s album, believe me, I will throw him into the trash can for the other twelve songs and press all the notes. On the song of second-hand stores, I like second-hand stores, I only want second-hand stores."

　　 Song Ya listened and found that he was almost completely persuaded. Is this a hypnotizing art? Is the true elite so strong?

　　 "I can even sign a betting agreement with you."

　　Daniel strikes while the iron is hot, "As long as you help me get online with Old Joe and negotiate a cooperation, for the first one million singles, in addition to the royalties you deserve, I will give you an extra 3%..."

　　 "According to a single at five dollars, three percent of a million copies is...150,000 dollars?" Hayden calculated the numbers mentally and couldn't help swallowing.

"Yes, and if the sales do not reach 1 million in the future, I will still give you 150,000. You don't have to pay anything, just help me to negotiate the business!" Daniel took out the checkbook and filled in 10,000 dollars The number of, pushed to Song Ya's eyes, "This is my personal introduction fee for you. You only need you to help me arrange a meeting with Old Joe. The ten thousand dollars are yours."

　　 Song Yazang's fingers under the desktop moved uncontrollably.

"I have no way to direct those BMI people to do things, but I can help you recognize your own advantages, and even help you recognize the way Amerika society operates. In fact, you only need to rely on yourself to force the BMI people. Help people speed up the progress and fix the membership."

　　 Daniel's words became the last straw that crushed the camel.

Five minutes later, Song Ya took Daniel's brick and dialed Goldman's phone, "Hey, Chuck, do you have time? Come and do me a favor... Yes, now... the address is... Don't worry. The reward will not be less for you."