Chapter 211

November 23, Sony Columbia Records headquarters.

"This storm took me three months and millions of dollars..." Song Ya sat at the side of the conference table and closed his eyes. "Apocalypse is just a symphony, and there are endless movie clips..." "But as long as I keep my independence, it's worth it," he thought

"I've been waiting." The Columbia record man came into the conference room with a pinch.

"Well, don't waste your time any more." The staff sent by the Court pointed to the recording equipment, "this is the investigation and evidence collection before the court session. The lawyers of both sides can exchange evidence and ask each other questions. If you need to turn off the recording, you can apply in advance and give reasons."

After a brief exchange of evidence, Goodman and Hamlin immediately began to argue with each other's lawyers, while Samuel was in charge of supplementing the evidence.

"We do not admit that..."

"We do not believe that this document can be used as evidence..."

"The conversation between aplus and Mr. motura has nothing to do with this case and cannot confirm its authenticity."

The other side runs the drag formula incisively and vividly. They show that they know that the case will not win, so they will not miss any chance to delay the trial date, and focus on avoiding the occurrence of summary judgment and preparing for future appeals.

From the afternoon war to the evening, the tired three sides agreed to end this boring but necessary wrangle.

"We are sure to win." Goodman comforted Sonya afterwards.

"It's a big difference between winning now and winning more than a year later." Song Ya knew that the longer it took, the thinner the five million would be available. Although Goodman and Hamlin charged lower fees, after more than a year of tossing and tossing, they could take a large amount of lawyer's fees from themselves.

"Let's go." Songya looked out of the window. It was dark and the night view of New York was still so beautiful. But he was so tortured that he was in no mood. "What time is it?"

"It's almost eleven o'clock." Taraj brought in a row of coffee from outside.

"Forget it, no more. Let's go back." Song Ya puts on his coat. He doesn't want to stay here for a second.

"Aplus, come here!" Maria Carey suddenly called, endless, just this sentence, sounds like not very happy.

"To where?"

"Upstairs, Tommy's office, the three of us have a good chat, just the three of us!" She said without question.

"Mimi, I told you that if I'm a good friend, don't get involved in this..." Song Ya guessed that she should have gone to motura to make trouble.

"No! You're coming now, now! "

"All right."

Songya and Goodman simply explained that they took the elevator alone to the top floor.

The elevator stops constantly on each floor, and people go in and out. At this time point, there are few people in the record company on weekdays, but today it is very busy. When we reach the top floor, the front desk phone outside motura's office keeps ringing. On the eve of the release of MJ's new specialty, the whole building is like a wartime headquarters, running efficiently and restlessly.

Alan Grubman, one of MJ's four lawyers, gathered outside the door to chat with several senior executives of the company. Seeing song Ya coming, they all agreed to make way. They should have opened a meeting with moto and were driven out by Maria Kelly on the way.

"Miss Kelly."

Sonya pushed the door in and saw Maria Carey pouting her mouth and her hands around her, her back against motura, who was puffing with a cigar.

"Aplus, Tommy, you can talk. I hope you can get back together!" Said Maria Kelly.

Since Song Ya came in, motura did not look at him with a straight eye. "Mimi, it's not suitable today. Be obedient." He said.

"You

Maria Carey stamped her foot and turned back. She was more angry. "Isn't there any other word except for me to be obedient?"

“Mimi……”

Song Ya stopped her. "Can we talk alone first?" He took Maria Kelly by the elbow and walked out the door. "Don't be angry. Let's have a good chat first."

"I don't! I can't watch you being bullied by him! "

Maria Carey is pulled to the door by him. Song Ya looks back at motura and gives each other a clear look. Let me have a few minutes, Mimi? Just a few minutes, if you still think I'm a friend. "

"All right."

Maria Kelly follows song Ya out of the door. They go downstairs and return to the meeting room just now. Song Ya asks old Mike to guard the door.

"Mimi, I said it was between us men." Song Ya looked into her eyes and said.

"But you're all going to court!" Maria Kelly is wearing a white dark V evening dress today. When she is angry, she has charming waves on her chest, eh? It seems that only chest stickers are used

Song Ya shook his head and focused his attention back. "It's all business."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!" Tommy and I don't want to see your hair curly like this"Listen to me." Song Ya pressed her hands on her shoulder. "First, I don't want to carry the kindness of Tommy all my life. If he let me go this time because of you, I can't lift my head in front of him all my life."

"Tommy should take care of you. He has the ability to do it." Maria Kelly returned.

"No, it's not the same."

Song Ya continued: "second, I only intend to have a pure interest contact with him, not involving anything like human relations. I don't hate him, and it's not for the self-esteem of any man. I'm because of you."

"For me?" Maria Kelly looked at him in disbelief.

"Yes

Song Ya said, "third, I like you. I don't want to give Tommy a chance to prove that he is willing to let go of the enemy and abandon the business principles he has believed in all his life because of his love for you. So, I don't want to give him a chance to show you how much he loves you."

"You..."

Maria Kelly was a little moved. "Do you really think so?"

"Sure, Mimi, that's what I think." Song Ya looked into her eyes and said every word.

"But you are still young. I always regard you as my younger brother..."

Before Maria Kelly finished, Sonya began to kiss.

"Well..."

Diva's lips are so sweet. Of course, it may be the smell of lipstick. Song Ya ignores her sobs and slaps her strong arm. She uses the best technology to suck. She feels that the other party is melting in her arms and tries to open her teeth

"Wait! Wait Mariah Carey suddenly regained consciousness, pushed him away with all her strength and slapped him.

"Well, I'm sorry aplus, I'm..."

She felt song Ya's beaten face subconsciously, "we I think we... "

"It's OK, Mimi, do you understand what I mean now?"

Song Ya held her hand on his face and gazed at her with tender eyes.

"I think you are under too much pressure recently. You should calm down first..."

Maria Carey avoided his aggressive look, but didn't pull back. "Okay, okay, I get it. OK."

"So?"

"I don't care about you, but you..."

She pulled back her hand. "Don't be too arrogant. Promise me, will you?" With a sad look in her eyes, she fled.

"Let's go, too." Song Ya felt that the pressure on her body was gone, and she walked out of the door with her mouth up.

However, he was pushed back by old Mike. "Don't forget to wipe your mouth." Old Mike's words are very clever.

"Oh." Song Ya immediately responded and carefully dealt with the remaining lipstick on his lips.

The party had just returned to Tribeca to continue the meeting. At about 12:45, talaji rushed into the study and said, "aplus, motura wants to see you, now!"

"This..."

Sonya's first reaction was that Maria Kelly told motura what she had just done. "What did he say?"

"No, it allows you to bring lawyers, accountants and everything you can." Taraji replied, "and then he hung up. He seemed very angry."

"Ah, oh..."

Song Ya had to take people back to Sony Columbia Records headquarters again. The front desk of motura's office was waiting at the door, and they were smoothly brought to the top floor.

Song Ya looks at the open office door and there are more executives standing outside. Some look dejected like a defeated rooster, some look blank, some look left and right, and they want to smile but try to hold back.

"Go in." The lawyer who was not so polite to song Ya before led them in.

Unlike just now, motura's office is in a mess, with books, trophies and wine bottles scattered on the ground, as if there had been a war here.

"He won't take a gun out of the drawer and shoot at me, will he?" Song Ya looked at motura, who was sitting behind the boss's desk and did not speak a word. He was a little frightened. "I'm here, Mr. motura."

Motura raised his head and looked as fierce as a wolf to choose a man. "Aplus, I've decided to match your offer. Sign up."

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