Chicago 1990

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"I thought I would test the reserve price with each other in some office or at home, and then intrigue."

The business was negotiated easily at the table, and Song Ya, who returned to the car, exclaimed, "Mr. Ali Laga has a good personality."

"Being able to make money as easily as him, my personality will also be good." Dilai smiled: "We are here very late."

"By the way, I will recruit two editors for the American Music website. In addition to entering the work of the previous magazine..." Song Ya thought about it, "Open up another column and add some entertainment gossip. I would rather spend more. Money, I don’t want to be discovered by Ali Raja that there are actually only a few typing aunts in high-tech companies..."

"That will add a budget." Dile frowned.

"Can it be done?" Song Ya asked.

Dile asked, "Where can I find the editor? America Music Magazine?"

"Don't, I'm not happy with the things they write that nobody reads. Find some young people who can keep up with the times. The degree of gossip is between the Louise report and Amerika music." Song Ya said.

"I see, maybe you can let Louise Report authorize us to reprint some of their gossip news, which means that the costs for both parties will increase." Dile nodded.

"Yes." Louise reported that Song Ya was wholly-owned, and he said nothing, and he simply agreed.

The group rushed to San Francisco’s A+ Apparel Company. The office area has doubled several times. In addition to the design studio, there is an increasingly large marketing department. Unlike high-tech companies, the atmosphere here is very traditional. Industry', some middle-aged men who look like dogs but behave vulgarly are gathering in groups, like drivers waiting for their owners in the parking lot of a dinner party, chatting with each other colorful jokes, pushing and shoving. .

"Look, the boss is here."

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"Scott?"

"No, big boss, that star."

When they saw Song Ya enter the door, they looked at the pointer from a distance, and the sound of unrepressed conversation could still reach Song Ya's ears.

"Scott, good job." Song Ya shook hands with the greeted Scott.

"Thank you, we can't do anything without your reputation and Miss Kelly's reputation." Two people followed Scout. "This is Target’s... and Sears Community Store..."

Starting from the autumn clothing, A+ clothes will be put on the sales network of these two large chain stores, and the other parties are the counterpart executives responsible for purchasing, and they specially meet here.

"The following is messy, come up and chat." Scott finished introducing both parties and brought them into his president's office.

"Are those people?" Song Ya took the opportunity to ask.

"The salespeople who are scattered all over the rice will go back to the headquarters for meetings in batches on a regular basis." Scout laughed and said, "Excuse me, they are all rough people."

"It's okay, just sell the clothes."

"If I say, APLUS, you shouldn't go to that university." The executive of the Sears Community Store is an old colleague of Scout. He speaks more casually. "You should perform more and make more news, this Business will be better."

"Sooner or later I always have to go to college." Song Ya laughed.

"Fxxk, you will make more money if you don't go to college, trust me." This executive is also a rough man, and he is talking while lighting a cigarette. The words are straightforward, "You haven't been popular last year, haven't you found APLUS." "

Song Ya felt that there was no need to explain too much to him on this matter, so he turned the topic to business without a trace.

Such purchasing executives who control the large sales network are greedy people, and they have private transactions with Scott. Song Ya knows, but he does not want to get involved too much.

The Sears community chain store is Scout’s old relationship, and Song Ya and Target had an endorsement cooperation. The two parties talked about the things that had been negotiated, such as the cost of clothes on the shelves, pricing, and payment, although the other party was in Song The enthusiasm of Yashanghuo was quite negative, but overall it went smoothly. Scout was already ready. As the big boss, Song Ya witnessed the signing of two major contracts on the spot, even if they completed their mission on this trip.

"Autumn and winter clothing costs have increased significantly. For this reason, we have to actively participate in the certification of the U.S. Cotton Association and other institutions." Scout sent the two away and reported back: "The influence of those agricultural associations is not low, we T-shirts It’s selling well, and they have already begun to catch sight of them."

"That means using American cotton?" Song Ya frowned.

"Yes, the raw materials are shipped to make clothes and then shipped back. Otherwise, those certifications will not be obtained. The cotton producing area of ​​some fabrics is regulated." Scout said: "We can't always exist in the community bargain store. It’s getting harder and harder for this kind of shop to survive."

"Will it cause a crisis of my personal image?" Song Ya asked.

"Autumn and winter coats are a bit more expensive and no one will say anything. Some of them are designed by you." Scout said: "I am going to make some gimmicks on the clothes you designed yourself and mark them specifically."

"Yes, I'm fine."

Song Ya was very satisfied. After coming out of A+ costumes, he flew directly back to Los Angeles and began to concentrate on learning acting with Amy and Taraji.

"Basically, the story of my life is that the male protagonist and friends secretly enter the art academy where no one is at night. Because the slapstick destroys the school property, he is sentenced to community service by the court, goes to the school as a cleaner, and meets the female protagonist. The story unfolds..."

Ivana Chabock started a small kitchen for the three, starting with the script.

"Thank you Ivana, I have benefited a lot."

After half a day of class, Song Ya chatted with the other party.

"Actually, this script is flawed, right?" Ivana was very serious professionally, she complained: "The kind of tall art academy is generally far from the place where the male lead lives, and it is not so easy to sneak in at night, even if There should also be security for sneaking in. The protagonist and his friends have been playing around in the school theater for too long. It doesn't make sense logically, and they will not accept punks entering the school as cleaners to deduct community services."

"Uh, this is a movie, isn't it? Reality can be sacrificed appropriately for dramatic conflict." Song Ya explained a few words. The original movie is just an incident in an art high school, but there is no logic at all. The heroine’s family conditions are unlikely to go to that kind of school~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Forget it, let him, the script It’s what you write your biggest. "Ivana smiled: "But did you really write it?" "

"That's right, I provided the summary of the story. I asked the two screenwriters to help polish it. It only takes about 100 minutes to finish the plot. You have the old Larry supplemented and revised version, which has been expanded and deleted a lot." Song Ya replied.

"So there are real life experiences?" Ivana asked.

"There is a part, why are you asking this?" Song Ya felt that the other party wanted to say something.

"Charis, one of my students, she showed me a video, it belongs to you and her." Ivana Bibito smiled subtly with her gesture.

"Fxxk, that was just a video of the MV heroine audition. I knew I would not return it to her."

It seems that Charis Theron has shown that video to people in Hollywood. She remembers that Xue Linfen came to help her. Now that everyone is running away, Song Ya is even more upset, "Are you still teaching her? "

"Should not come, she didn't enter the fourth round of auditions, right? And she complained to me, saying that Amy had reduced the time to teach her." Ivana replied, "Are you suggesting something? Me? I don't really want to..."

"No, I'm not that bad."

Talking about who was there, the two chatted downstairs, and when they walked to the side of the roadside car, they saw a tall South African girl appearing across the street from a distance, turning their heads and looking at the car intently, preparing to cross the road.

"Wow, it seems that she really wants to make a breakthrough in performance, not just for your play...Huh? APLUS?"

Ivana said appreciatively. Halfway through the conversation, she found that the singer next to her had gotten into the car. Old Mike started the car and said, "Ivana, goodbye." Song Ya probed out from the back seat, said hello, and the car ran away.