Chicago 1990

Young Bronfman’s impression of Song Ya is the closest to Apple’s founder Jobs. He is always surrounded by people’s stars and is always talking about topics that interest him. Whenever someone interrupts, just take a sentence or two. Continue to talk to himself, unlike Jobs who likes to talk about various topics such as cutting-edge technology, religion, and philosophical thinking, Young Bronfman prefers to talk about art, his scripts, poems, and lyrics.

He is even better than the arrogant Steve Jobs, and the basic demeanor of the family is not lacking.

"Others are pretty good."

The two didn't bother little Bronfman for long, and after completing their goals, they consciously separated from the crowd, Mariah Carey commented in a low voice.

"It seems so."

Song Ya also agreed that this new tycoon in the wine industry, Hollywood, and recording industry is much younger, more energetic and friendly than the old guys such as Redstone and Murdoch. Of course, "good guys" can't survive in Hollywood. "Can he suppress Simberg?" Song Ya asked Yeremov.

"It doesn't seem to be a problem for the time being. It is rumored that he is restricted by various performance milestones in the new contract for Simberg. Didn't you just feel Simberg's way of walking on thin ice?" Yeremov smiled.

"I didn't feel it..."

Song Ya thought for a while, "But since I dare to continue to use a professional old fox like Simberg, it seems that the little Bronfman is at least not as harmless as humans and animals on the surface."

"In other words, he has already paid a lot of tuition in Hollywood, and the old Bronfman is the chairman of the World Jewish Congress and will take care of his son."

Yeremov is still the old view.

"It's a pity, he chose to stay away from DuPont for Universal and MCA..."

Before coming to the dinner, Song Ya made up lessons. The Bronfman brothers, the first generation of entrepreneurs of the Bronfman family, took a fancy to the opportunity of Prohibition in the United States in the 1920s. They set up a factory in Canada and purchased British brewing equipment, and then sold the wine to The Italian, Irish and Jewish gangs thriving in the U.S. smuggled into the U.S. by them.

Although the U.S. government did not catch the Bronfman brothers’ incriminating evidence at the time, they are well known to have close relations with the U.S. gangster tycoons at the time such as Alcapone. After reaping the first pot of gold, they bought Seagram to expand production. After catching up with Prohibition, the consumption of alcohol in the United States skyrocketed, and the Bronfman family completely prospered, with a network of black and white connections in the United States, successively owning the Seven Seagram Crowns, Seagram Gin Plus, Crown Royal, and Martell. And a series of well-known brands,

The second generation of Bronfman began to diversify when he took charge of the empire. The second oil crisis broke out in 1979. He and DuPont both fell in love with ConocoPhillips, and the two were in a very dangerous bidding battle. In the end, it was a situation where you have me and I have you. DuPont owned about 32% of ConocoPhillips' shares as it wished, while Seagram turned his guns ingeniously and won DuPont about 100% in reverse. The twenty-four equity of the veteran chemical giant has become the largest single shareholder and has four directors.

This battle was regarded as a brilliant victory for the Jewish Americans against established capital companies in the United States, and the old Bronfman became one of the most respected tycoons in the Jewish business community.

Unexpectedly, waiting for the third generation of Bronfman to take power, DuPont would easily repurchase the difficultly acquired shares at a price of 9 billion. "That's DuPont..." Song Ya sighed.

“It’s DuPont and not a DuPont consortium. The traditional chemical industry is recognized as not favored, and the Bronfman family has a tradition in Hollywood. The old Bronfman briefly owned part of MGM’s shares in his early years, but he was playing Ticket, and the little Bronfman is a big gamble..."

Before Yeremov finished speaking, he suddenly touched Song Ya with his shoulder. Song Ya knew, and turned around with Mariah Carey.

"Mr. APLUS, Mr. Yeremov, Miss Kelly. I thank you on behalf of Jennifer."

A white male happily came over to shake hands, "I am her agent..."

The other party introduced herself. It turned out to be Jennifer Love Hewitt's agent. He came over to express his gratitude to Song Ya for helping to introduce her client to the boss.

"It's just a small effort."

For Song Ya now, it is indeed a simple task, "Dancing out the sequel of my life is already filming, right?"

"Yes, it will take more than two months to enter post-production. It seems that it can't keep up with the summer file this year, right?"

The other party smiled: "I look forward to your original soundtrack for the sequel."

"There is a high probability that on Valentine's Day next year, I will post a second album this year, so the soundtrack production will be slower."

Song Ya didn't have the need to perfuse the other party, what to say, he will definitely not make the sequel soundtrack as meticulously as the first one, and there is no apocalypse. Only from Brenda’s new album next year, Fergie’s new album this year, and the inventory of other signed singers from A+ Records, select some singles to make a platter album, and then invite songs from old relationships outside, and finally YoungDumb, who is most suitable for high school life in her second college, came out to fight, and Mariah Carey will probably also release a discarded song from her new album this year.

"Really? It's okay to be slower, or..."

The other party smiled brightly, "Anyway, I am looking forward to it."

"Hey, I didn't expect to see you APLUS again here."

In the distance came a familiar Italian accent. It turned out to be Joe Pessi, the second man who auditioned for the cat and mouse game. "Miss Kelly, you are so beautiful today." He squeezed Mariah Care's hand and kissed the back of her hand.

"Joe..." Song Ya was a little weird when he called his name, and she couldn't help thinking of the evaporating old Joe.

"Hey, I said APLUS, that character, I really like..."

Joe Pessi naturally came to him for the role, "I heard that Linton prefers other people? You have to help, are you half-invested with Hollywood Pictures? APLUS, help me get this role, I This person never plays virtual, we are in Hollywood..."

He pointed to the back, the old superstar Robert De Niro also came not far away, "We people, I, Robert, Al Pacino, Martin Scorsese, the Coppola family, James Cain , Even Stallone, as long as you make a request, we will do it for you, as long as I get this role, I like that role, I like it too much, FBI agent, or... still an expert, we have to talk."

Isn’t it the Italian Gang? "Hello Mr. De Niro." Song Ya knew that these names were either Italian or grew up in the Little Italy neighborhood of the Bronx, New York. In Hollywood, they watched and helped each other, and almost all of them had been entangled with the Mafia. After Song Ya and Robert De Niro shook hands, they gave his wife a look and asked her to greet him, and he continued to concentrate on the Italian babble and chatter of Joe Pesci.

"We have to talk about APLUS. I heard that your investment in the cat and mouse game project with Hollywood Pictures is half-divided? Is Yeremov like this?"

Joe Pessi is still so familiar with the rough language, and after receiving a positive answer from Yeremov, he said: "That guy Linton is a **** idiot. He is no better than the previous Hollywood studio, the president. Where to go, his eyesight is not good. One film project is lost. If I were Disney’s Eisner, my M-fxxk would have fired him early..."

"Does Linton have any comments on the final round of auditions?" Song Ya looked at Yeremov.

"Not yet. If there is, we will know as soon as possible." Yeremov shook his head.

"Joe, don't worry, you are still in our consideration of candidates, I know that role is very important to you." Song Ya had to look back and appease this guy.

"Yes, it's very important. I'm tired of it, do you know? I'm tired of playing... the **** gangster, or the stupid comic character. I want to play the financial literate and loyal to law enforcement. , A middle-aged man who is divorced and has a daughter! I want to act! Act for me, I can’t treat your APLUS... I can remember every line in the script, I like that he let Abagnell out at the end The story of the prison serving the FBI, all this is fantastic..."

Qiao Peixi seems to have poured a lot of wine, and kept talking about it, Song Ya had to keep smiling and listen, but...

After talking for about ten minutes, he felt something was wrong. He looked up, and the wife beside him was gone. He looked at Yeremov.

"She went there with Mr. De Niro." Yeremov pointed in the other direction.

"I'm serious, APLUS, what do you need our help? In Hollywood, we people have a bit of energy, let's trade, how about making a deal?" Joe Pessi was still there and said, "I like that so much. Role, really..."

If you are in trouble, I won’t find you Italians. Motula and I are mortal enemies, and didn’t Motula have a good relationship with you, especially Robert De Niro? Song Ya secretly vomited, "I will say hello to Mr. Linton, I promise, but..."

"Don't perfuse me with APLUS, I can hear that I have been in this business for too many years..."

Joe Pessi continued to nag: "Sorry, I don't mean to be dissatisfied with you, but I really like that role too much. I am willing to lower my salary. I am willing to lower more. My attitude has been clearly communicated to Linton. Yes, Yeremov, you can testify for me."

"I know I know."

Song Ya was helplessly perfunctory, trying to give Yeremov a wink hint to help find an excuse to get out, suddenly saw the figure of the old enemy Wesley Streep, once auditioned to dance the first part of my life Jennifer Lopez Wan Holding his hand, the two were passing by not far away.

Wesley Streep, who had suffered his own punch but remained silent, was also observing himself, eyes facing each other, and both sides grinned and raised their chin to demonstrate.

Jennifer Lopez next to him should have known the festival of the two, only smiled here, and did not take the initiative to say hello.

Humph, did you scratch my palms when I danced out of my life audition? Are you a stranger now? "How did they get together?" Song Ya watched the two disappear into the crowd, and asked Yeremov in a low voice despite Joe Pessi who was still talking in front of him.

"It seems to be shooting Columbia Pictures' money train project. Wesley is the male lead, and Jennifer Lopez also has an important role."

Yeremov came over and whispered: "After Gubel left at the beginning of the year, Motula can now exert some influence on Columbia Pictures. I heard that he takes care of Wesley very much. It is probably to unite your enemies. The movie budget is as high as 70 million."

"Shxt, a bunch of bad people." Song Ya cursed in a low voice, "Wait..." He suddenly realized something, "The actors of the Columbia Project are here... Then Motura will not be there, right?"

"I don't know, I didn't see..." Yeremov replied.

"Hey, Joe, stop talking, are you kidding me?"

Song Ya looked at Joe Pessi in front of him, and finally noticed something abnormal. This veteran Hollywood drama player was too verbose today, even if he is an Italian who is known for his broken mouth.

"Me? No, why am I kidding you APLUS, I really want that role..."

This guy is still acting, "Where did Mimi and Roberto De Niro go?" He asked Yeremov, and then hurriedly walked in that direction~www.wuxiaspot.com~Sure enough, Mariakai Li was in the corner of the hall next door, and Song Ya saw from a distance that Motula was bending over and talking to her in a low voice, Robert De Niro personally watched the wind.

"These **** Italians!"

Song Ya suddenly became angry, and strode past Robert De Niro with a smile on his face, and pushed Motula away, "Hey! Stay away from my wife!"

"Fxxkyou, APLUS." Motula cursed and didn't get too entangled, put one hand in his pocket, put on the style of Sony Entertainment boss, and left with Robert De Niro.

"It's okay, honey."

Mariah Carey took Song Ya's arm in kind, "Don't be angry, he didn't say anything."

"I didn't say what was it?" Song Ya was silent, "have you talked with him for a long time?"

"It's not what I wanted. I was brought here by Robert De Niro to know that he was waiting for me, and I didn't say a few words to him."

Mariah Carey pursed her mouth and complained, "Can you blame me?"

Song Ya walked straight to the door with a straight face, "Go back and talk, I'm not in the mood to stay here anymore."

"I'm jealous." She laughed and teased her little husband.

"Humph..."

Song Yaxue snorted twice, then turned to Yeremov and said, "Let that Joe Pessi get out of my project."

"Okay, I won't let him get that role." Yeremov nodded.

"He just begged me..."

As soon as she got back in the car, Mariah Carey took the initiative to wrap her up, “He confessed to me that he instigated the wiretapping case and wanted me to let him go.”

"WTF?" Song Ya was stunned. "Why? Haven't we reached a settlement with the Telegraph and Telephone Company?"

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