Chapter 191

"This son of a bitch!" Song Ya muttered, "he won't really have an upper class relationship with maozi, will he?"

"I've been with Mila for so long, don't you know?" Yelemov was surprised. "Hollywood didn't believe him at the beginning, but as the information blockade on maozi's side became more and more relaxed, it was found that Mr. Jovovich's family history was indeed true. His family was very famous in the era of Imperial Russia. Otherwise, why do you think the old money in the upper east side would agree to his family's move in? It's said that many upper class people over there have invested money in his company. In order to get a share of maozi's political turmoil, the people in Hollywood and SBK are the same. If it wasn't for returning to the blue coral reef and losing the box office, I would like to take some money in and try the water. "

"I know, but I always thought he was gilding himself." Song Ya was a little angry, "so the pit goods are now completely turned over ah?"

"What's more, he has a lot of top friends now, which is not what he used to be." Said yelemov.

"What shall we do?" Song Ya threw the newspaper on the table. "Can't you seal his big mouth?"

"Don't worry, you are no longer the focus of public opinion, and he can't keep talking about you. It's impossible for people to get hurt. Anyway, you're still young, just in time to escape from the school. " Eli said with a smile, "just watch David Falk perform."

"That's not true. It's actually a Nike show." Yelemov added, "they have a huge amount of advertising every year, which is a strong deterrent to the media."

"Why don't big companies come to me to advertise?" Song Ya complained.

Complaints are just complaints. In this era, enterprises do not like hip-hop singers endorsing their own products, because it is not allowed that explosive negative news will come out one day, which will be associated with bad luck. Although song Ya's personal image is good, he can't get into the eyes of large enterprises and come to him for some local candy and other small businesses, which song Ya is not willing to Yes.

The school has been open for many days, but their management of song Ya is very loose. In the first half of the year, he missed countless classes, but the credits were still generous. After all, song Ya passed the exam. In mathematics, he has already passed the advanced class examination. That is to say, this private middle school has nothing to teach him. From this academic year, that is, the 11th grade, song Ya will go to the nearby community university to take mathematics lessons with the sophomores there. In grammar class, the teacher gave high marks to the two "compositions" of Empire State of mind and feel it still. It goes without saying that music has full marks and social courses are also high marks (he donated some money to the school). Only in sports, his fourth grade in youth squash is a bit hard to explain, and he has to continue to work hard.

As for the Act (American university entrance examination) test, he has also finished.

"So, you're going to apply for college early after the end of Grade 11, aren't you?" The principal personally received song Ya in the office, along with Tony.

Tony has been living in Al's house since he left little Lori. It's a bit like the other day. Song Ya doesn't know how to arrange him for a while, so he gets him into this middle school and rereads in grade 12. He just acts as his bodyguard on campus.

"Yes, Mr. principal."

"Have you planned which university to apply to?" Asked the headmaster.

"Well, it hasn't been decided yet, but it should be the University of Chicago. I'm going to take a bachelor's degree first and then take the LSAT (law school entrance examination) examination to go to law school there." Song Ya replied.

"Wow, it's a very good plan. Your grades are very good. My recommendation letter here is OK. Is there any alumni at the University of Chicago who can help you?" The headmaster is very happy, as long as song Ya does not transfer to another school and graduates directly from his school, the name of this school will inevitably appear on his resume.

"Dr. Michelle will help. She's the assistant mayor." Michelle recently left the law firm and became an assistant to the donkeys, mayor Daley of Chicago, and, of course, she would help with affirmative action.

"That's all right."

The headmaster stood up and said, "I'll have your brother's admission procedures completed."

The brothers came out of the headmaster's office, "fxxk! You don't know that I hate school, Alex... " Murmured Tony.

"Tony, we had a long talk last night and forgot?"

Song Ya was very serious to him, "you are not allowed to do anything in this year, and you are not allowed to hang out with old acquaintances. Unless you graduate successfully, I will never pay attention to you in the future. Al will not take you in any more. Even if you go to be a vagrant like Frank in the street, all the family members will not take care of it."

"OK, OK, you are boss..." Tony bowed his head helplessly.

"I asked the headmaster to give you a lack of football team. The level of the school team is very average. You may be able to dominate there." Song Ya gives a sweet jujube with a stick.

"It's a pity that the muffler is still in prison." Tony's face appeared happy, but there is no regret, "I haven't practiced for more than a year, drinking and playing with women, my body is not as good as before."

"If you had known today, why should you have done it in the first place, would you?"Song Ya rolled his eyes. It was class time. They left the school together without being surrounded and harassed. When he got to the door, Tony was very professional and vigilant. After all, he did this kind of work when he followed little Lori. He kept looking around, and then he joined old Mike and marvolta at the door, and the three of them helped Songya into the car.

"You go back to Elna first. I have something else to do."

Before hiding in school, he had one more thing to worry about.

After saying goodbye to Tony, the used car with black tinted windows drove outside Frank's house in a community in South Town. "Is that girl Fiona OK?" Song Ya asked.

"No, I worked as a waitress in a nightclub, did odd jobs, and got a car thief's boyfriend." Old Mike replied.

"And frank?"

"Drink in a bar, or hang out somewhere."

"No reporters looking for them?"

"After that, a few reporters came to look for it, and they were cheated of some money by their family, but they didn't dare to say anything. After all, they were afraid of being sent to the welfare home by Goodman. On Frank's side, Vik McGee warned that if the Stormtrooper put any gift in Frank's pocket, he would go to jail. He's a good southerner

"What about the middleman named Milkovich?"

"That guy is a pimp. He's been tortured by the hellcat, and he's scared out of his guts..."

The car wandered around Frank's house for several times, and no reporter was found. Song Ya's heart finally settled down.

On the way home, Sonya noticed that old Mike suddenly slowed down.

At a corner of the street, "old friends" stormtroopers were searching several young men who looked like Armenian origin on the wall. Vicky kept putting the things out of each other's pockets into his arms and occasionally kicked them.

"Are these guys really not going to play with themselves?" Sonya observed that the Armenians looked at Vick with hatred in their eyes.

Old Mike didn't answer. He felt that Vic and others found the car was abnormal. When they looked over, they stepped on the accelerator to accelerate away.

The next day, that is, when song Ya entered the school again, the news of Feiren gambling in various media almost disappeared at the same time The reporters, editors and paparazzi, who have always been good, lost their voice. It was as if the relevant news had never been to the world. Naturally, he got a bit of light by hitchhiking. This is much easier than the public relations war won by arduous struggle and a lot of money spilling in the last Frank's disappearance case. The media influence of large enterprises is undoubtedly revealed.

"Nike dad is still good. This kind of control over the 'free' media is terrible."

Sonya said to Hayden, who sent him to school, "you, William Morris, want to do something about it! I'll be able to hold such thick legs when I can. "

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