Chicago 1990

　　 As he told Dilei, the first priority for A+ Records is to make RememberTheName. In early February, Dilei finished the new synthesis and produced a more complete accompaniment version.

　　 Over the weekend, A+ Records also ushered in a distinguished guest, David Falke, the agent of Jordan and many NBA players.

It was he who contacted Hayden on the initiative. The clever words of Goodman when discussing the contract caused Donovan to be very angry. After returning to Los Angeles, he warned the top player agent and told him not to stretch his hands so much. long'.

　　 David Falke, with a bewildered look, didn't know how to offend William Morris. After several inquiries through the relationship, he found out the initiator.

　　 "Hahaha..."

　　 After explaining the misunderstanding, the little Jew did not care about it to a large extent, "If my reputation can make Donovan take the initiative to lower the price, it will be worthwhile to spend so many years in this industry."

　　 "We admire you and Jordan very much. He is the pride of Chicago." Song Ya complimented.

　　 "Indeed, the Bulls have a good chance this year."

　　 Speaking of Jordan, David Falke was very proud, "In fact, his annual salary is not worth yours."

　　 Jordan's annual salary this season is 2.5 million, which is indeed not as high as Song Ya's annual salary, if you count the royalties that SBK will settle.

　　 "But his commercial value is much higher than mine."

Jordan signed with Nike. This year it was also reported that he was negotiating with Coca-Cola and Gatorade. The advertising revenue has completely crushed Song Ya. Now, except for some small brands that are not on the stage, no big company asks Hayden for prices. .

　　 "You are still young."

　　 David Falk patted Song Ya on the shoulder.

　　 Then Song Yala went to Al and Dilei to sang RememberTheName with the lyrics to Jordan.

　　 "emmmmm……"

　　 When it comes to business, David Falk won’t be so laughing and joking. He put his hand on his chin and muttered for a while, "Can you get rid of those few words FXXK in the lyrics?"

　　 "It has been reduced to a minimum, David, you know, my rap lyrics are always very clean, RememberTheName is also a positive inspirational song, those few FXXK are just modal particles."

　　 Song Ya is not going to cut the **** in this song, without those few FXXK, this song will lose a lot of flavor. And if the rap lyrics are too clean, they will be scolded by black DJs, and they will not please young white people. Middle-aged and old white people will not listen to rap music at all, and it is useless to please them.

　　 "And that phrase He’saprick, He’sacock?" David Falck is not someone who can be fooled casually.

　　 "That's just self-sarcasm..."

　　 David Falk shook his head slightly, "Sorry, Jordan's image is everything to me."

"Ok."

　　Unexpectedly, Song Ya stretched out his hand, "I understand you David."

　　 "There is a chance to cooperate again in the future."

　　 "There will be."

　　 Saying goodbye to each other in a friendly atmosphere, Song Ya returned to the recording studio and shrugged to Dile and Al, "Also, don't be half-hearted, just record our own version."

　　 "Yeah." Dile and Al high-five each other, which is just what they want.

　　 was recorded until 7:30 in the evening, and Big A came over.

　　 "Damn, I forgot that today is Little Lori's farewell party." Song Ya scolded when he returned to the studio.

　　 Little Lori sold the lakeside villa in Chicago, and today he booked the strip bar he often goes to to say goodbye to his friends in Chicago.

　　 Al naturally didn't go, Song Ya and Dile put on their coats and went out, drove one after another with the big A, and rushed over there.

　　 "What kind of **** said goodbye, it's just to find a reason for the whole night, and wait for me to block some wine Dilai."

　　 Parked the car in the parking lot outside the bar. Song Ya really didn't want to go in. The first time he got drunk after crossing it was at this strip bar.

　　 "Don't count on me, as a white man, I will go to sleep later when I get drunk, which can save a lot of trouble."

　　Dilai has prepared a coping strategy.

　　 The two got out of the car with a wry smile, and joined the big A and walked to the door. They found a large group of people outside and the flashing lights of police lights.

　　 "Hey hey, let the point open, let the point open, the big A will arrive! And AAAAAAPLUS!"

　　 Big A led the little brother out of the crowd socially, "What's going on here today..." He saw Tony being escorted out of the door by two black police officers back tortured.

　　 "WTH! To..." He didn't call out Tony's full name very vigilantly, "What's the matter!?" He asked Tony loudly.

　　 "Where is my brother?" Tony called.

　　 "I'm here!" Song Ya, who was a little behind, saw Tony when he was taken to the police car by the police.

　　 "I'm fine, Pablo has already hired a lawyer, don't worry about me!"

　　 The two police officers wanted to push him into the car. He stuck his neck out and yelled to Song Ya.

　　 Song Ya looked at him coldly.

　　 "Don't blame me, it's not the first one I did." After he said this, he was finally pushed into the car by the police officer, the police sirens sounded, and he drove off all the way.

　　 "Who knows what's going on?" Big A asked the crowd of onlookers.

　　 "It seems that Little Lori had a fight with someone." Someone replied.

　　 "Little Lori, and the'silencer', were taken away in the car ahead."

　　 "There seems to be something else."

　　 "I don't know, after a while, they took Tony away again."

　　 "APLUS! Is Tony really your brother?"

　　 "Doesn’t look alike, he is much whiter than Tony..."

　　 "Little Lori's agent is still there, go and ask him."

　　 The crowd is babbling.

　　 "FXXK!" Song Ya rushed into the bar.

　　 "Hey! Hey! APLUS! Calm down!" Big A pulled him from behind.

　　 There was a mess in the bar. Many strippers dressed in coats were lining up to take notes with female police officers.

　　 Song Ya walked into the innermost place where Tony took him last time.

　　AK is chatting with a white man who looks like a barkeeper, Pablo is talking on his cell phone with his back to the outside.

　　 "Pablo! What's wrong!?" Song Ya rushed over and shouted at Pablo.

　　AK stopped him.

　　 "Wait a minute." Pablo covered his phone underneath and turned around, "It's okay, a skirmish, Tony may be troublesome, I will solve it."

　　 Song Ya became even more angry, "FXXK! What did I tell you last time!? Don't keep Tony in trouble!"

　　 "It's no use arguing with me now, I'm dealing with it, OK?" Pablo pointed to the phone, then gave AK a wink, turned around and continued to make the call.

　　 AK push, Big A and Delera, the three took Song Ya to a deck to sit down.

　　 "Should be released on bail early tomorrow morning, let Tony speak to you at that time." AK persuaded.

　　 "AK, who did it first?" Song Ya stared at him.

　　 "Little Lori." AK glanced at the police officer who was making the transcript, and whispered: "Tony is really not impulsive today. He told us your warning to him, this time it was not his fault."

　　 "It's not his fault how he was taken away? And Pablo said he would be in trouble."

　　 "This is a bit complicated. The kid who was beaten was his own~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was just a simple drunk conflict. He didn't call the police. I don't know what good thing called the police..."

AK did not answer positively, and only asked Song Ya to ask Tony by himself tomorrow, "You go back first, you are now a public figure. It is not good for the tabloid reporter to appear here. Pablo has hired the best lawyer. Nothing will happen."

　　 "Take care of Little Lori." Song Ya left a warning and left with Big A and the others. When he walked to the door, he touched Big A with his arm and said, "Go and ask me the truth."

　　 "Received." Big A and the two younger brothers discussed a meeting and separated into the crowd of onlookers outside.

　　 Song Ya sat back in the car and waited. After half an hour, he waited for the exact news.

　　 "First there was a fight, and then the police officers came. They found a gun under the sofa where Lori and the others were sitting, and Tony recognized it as his own, that's it." Big A said.

　　 "Such a ‘point’ thing!?"

Song Ya felt that he was almost mad. Tony recognized that the gun was his own. In Chicago, where guns are banned, yes, yes, Chicago has been banning guns since the 1980s. It is impossible for Tony to have a gun permit. It is not a small crime to bear.

　　 "Calm down! APLUS..."

Big A is still persuading him, "Tony is Lori's follower, and this is what he should do. Last time he told me that they discussed the lottery to choose people, and take turns to pay for Lori... Tony got the first place. One."

　　 "There's this thing!?" Song Ya really couldn't understand this kind of follower culture.

　　 "Otherwise? They eat Lori's and drink Lori's..."

　　 The big A refers to Dile, "Perhaps you should also let Dile and Al draw a lot or something first, and be prepared."

　　 "BULLSHXT! I don't play that set!" Song Ya scolded.