Chicago 1990

‘Let’s study this Dow document carefully...’

The financial columns of the three major wireless stations are much more rigorous, "Are they sketching a promising emerging market?" The host asked the guests.

"Yes, if you follow the experience of the book, the light stick will be popular all over the country soon. The patent period of the light stick has just passed, and the patent for the non-fluorescent agent is in the hands of Barn, and it is now Dow's. "The guest replied: "It is conservatively estimated that it will create hundreds of millions of output value every year."

"Then can you make a prediction on the trend of Dow stock price?"

"hold."

"Haha, we have the same opinion." The host smiled: "How much does the young singer APLUS make in this business? I calculated it, it seems that it is more than 100 million?"

"Strictly speaking, it is true. According to this document, on the day Dow signed the transaction memorandum, the stock price was $20, and stimulated by the good news of recent trading rumors, they paid two million shares to APLUS. It is now worth more than 40 million yuan. Last weekend, Dow's stock price closed at 23 yuan, which means that the part of Dow's stock in APLUS's hands has appreciated by 6 million."

The guest pretended to write and draw in front of the camera, "May open on Monday..."

"Uh, we don't predict the specific stock price." The host quickly reminded.

"Yes, we only make investment advice." The guest changed his words and said: "Of course, the profit may have been exhausted, so investors should still be cautious about this news and don't blindly buy..."

"APLUS is so cool."

In Derry’s mansion in Los Angeles, his girlfriend kept sending idiots to Song Ya, who was signing a contract in the screen, “Didn’t you just meet him in Chicago? Let him take us to invest in something!”

"Boo!"

Derry smashed the bottle in her hand at her feet, "Don't nag the dead woman! I made my debut in 1984 and became popular on the west coast in 1988, creating a gangster funk..."

In New York, Milla Jovovich wore a decent designer evening dress and walked into a French restaurant with music producer Mark Horton.

"Have you heard about APLUS?" The handsome Holden helped her pull the chair away.

"Thank you."

She sat down gracefully, avoiding the gaze of other guests in the restaurant, "I don't want to talk about it, okay?"

"Sorry."

Horton sat down across from her and ordered something, "You are very beautiful Mila today, and your necklace is very nice. Let's change the subject, do you like the song I wrote for you?" Horton looked at her obsessively.

"like very much."

She remembered her mother's instructions before going out, and now she can only hang the married man in front of her, take his song and say, "All." She pleased.

"Haha, it was all written for you. The first time I saw you, I was inspired... Mira."

Horton came to shake her hand on the table.

She reflexively pulled away, "Uh..." frowned, observing that Horton's face changed a little, and immediately laughed, "I think it's a bit faster? Mark, our album..."

"I went to talk to Robert of SBK."

Horton is not a stupid seed of infatuation, "That guy hates your father to death. He lost money in your father's case. Now SBK is messy, and he has a lot of right to speak."

"Can't we just release the album? Don't consider the announcement of SBK." Mira asked.

Horton sneered, relaxed, leaning on the back of the chair and staring straight at the woman in front of him, "My song should not be refrigerated by SBK."

"Then you can help chat with him?"

"I'll talk to him. Before that, let's drink a little bit to celebrate you finally getting rid of the FBI." Horton took out the red wine from the decanter and poured her a large glass.

"I don't want to recollect that time." Mira smiled unnaturally. "My mother and I were basically treated like prisoners, without any freedom."

"You can only blame your father, he angered too many people." Horton said slowly: "Now only I am willing to help you. Look at the people around you. They all know you. Attitude...very bad."

Mila lowered her head and glanced at the guests at the next table. They were really unhappy and pointed to themselves, and subconsciously touched the necklace on their neck, which Song Ya had given before. The other gifts were mortgaged, only left. This one.

"Wait for me, and discuss those songs?" Horton asked.

"Sorry, Mark, my mother wants me to go back soon." How could she not understand.

"You are running out of time girl."

"Sorry, Mark..."

"Well, try this veal, it's very good."

Fortunately, the other party did not insist.

Hollywood, a large dressing room, "Why does APLUS look down on you? You are much more beautiful than that Amy Adams."

Charis Theron was swiftly applying makeup for herself, and her fat child sat next to her classmate, helping him with his clothes and bag, and kept complaining.

"Don't say it, the rumors here spread quickly." She looked nervously at other girls who were putting on makeup in the distance. This is where the extras put on makeup. It is a very narrow room except for the long makeup mirror and dressing table. There is no more stuff.

"Maybe you can sell his story to tabloids or something, he was chasing Xue Linfen at that time." The fat attendant said, "We all saw it."

"Stop talking, Xuelin is very nice to me." Charis quickly stopped.

The fat attendant pouted, "APLUS just made 100 million, let him start a movie for you. A movie with a budget of 500,000 is better than being an extra."

"Hey! Fat lady, get out of the way!" Many girls walked in with a joke, and a girl who looked like a big sister pushed the fat attendant away.

"You say it again!?" She raised her fist in anger.

"Get out of the way!" The girls gathered around, "Don't show off, as a group performer with an assistant'Monroe'!" They were upset with the outstanding Charis Theron, and they were all singular.

"Ten minutes!" a male staff member came in to remind.

"Don't quarrel with them." She pulled the sleeves of the fat servant.

The girls all sat down, squeezing their shoulders into their shoulders for an instant, and when time was tight, they all began to smear their faces.

She also got busy, and she couldn't help but remember that day, in Ivana's performance classroom...

"Charis, who regrets the uselessness of the past, face the future."

APLUS pushed away the wrapped self, "You heard it all just now."

I broke down immediately, my mind went blank, crying all the time, and almost fainted on the spot.

Only heard APLUS sigh, "Here." He handed something over.

"Thank you." I thought it was a tissue, sobbed and took it, but it didn't feel right. It turned out to be a check.

"If you don't want to take a photo shoot of Playboy, maybe the money can help a little bit." The man in front of me said, "If you borrow it, you will be popular. You will be popular without my help. You can pay it back when you become popular. Give me no interest."

He left after speaking, leaving only the number five on the check and the four zeros on the back.

"La la la... la la la..."

In New York, Mariah Carey is also putting on makeup, but she is in a good mood~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and she is humming, "Donovan." She held her phone between her neck and said, "Did the private jet I want you to see responded?" "

"What's the sudden attack? No, I didn't."

"He won't be angry. He told me he would make a lot of money, but it turned out to be a lot..."

"He didn't agree personally, but what can he do with me!? Huh? I don't care, I want to buy, I will go to Los Angeles to find him right away. Damn it, I don't want to catch a flight anymore!"

"Hey! Why do you always stand on his side and talk!? I am also your employer."

"He didn't hook up other women, did he?"

"Hmph, forgive him for not dare."

"Well, let your people watch Amy Adams for me, don't tell the secret!"

In Montreal, Fergie and sister Dana called Jimmy in, "Sit down, Jimmy."

"What's the matter?" Jimmy felt wrong, and sat down restrained in front of them.

"We will sign to CAA this year, sorry, Jimmy." Dana said.

"I...I thought..." Jimmy stammered at Fergie.

"You partnered with your brother, lied to me and APLUS fake hype, really broke up!" Fergie exclaimed, "Now I regret it, I feel that you are not loyal, that is the routine you discussed with them."

"I was fighting for you that time. Do you remember what happened at my brother's house that day?" Jimmy's face was ashamed, "I don't know how to play any tricks, you know my Miss Fergie."

"Maybe if we didn't quarrel with him so fiercely that time, we wouldn't break up..." Fergie replied, "I'm so angry, where can I find such a profitable Nger!"

Sister Dana nodded frequently.

"Uh, you can't say this word in public. You are a white girl who sings hip-hop. This will ruin you, especially be careful." Jimmy reminded.

"It has nothing to do with you anyway!"