Chapter 230

"I don't take part in the affairs between him and little Lori, OK?"

A-list is in sight. Song Ya won't get involved in the grudges between xiaoluorui and his boasting father. "I've had this attitude clearly conveyed to him several times. Why do I always bother me? He's a thug in Harlem. Who does his m-fxxk think he is?"

Mary Brigitte came to brag about her father. The other person was downstairs and wanted to come up.

Song Yacai doesn't want to associate with the gang members in Harlem district. This black girl is also full of social spirit. Just now, she wanted to splash feiji with her wine. Fortunately, she was stopped by NAS and Halle nearby in time. Naturally, song Ya would not be polite to her.

“FXXKYOU！ APLUS。”

"You're one of those white guys," Mary Brigitte said in a black voice. "Don't think you're great. Everyone in this room knows it."

"Well, well, in that case, I'm not welcome here. Please leave, marvolta." The mawata at the gate of the song and Asian Dynasties was crooked.

"Sorry, ma'am." Marvolta's coming to get people.

"Let go, I will go myself!"

Mary Brigitte shook off marvolta's hand and marched angrily into the living room, dragging a male singer's hand away. Then three more male singers led their valedictorians and girlfriends. As soon as more than a dozen people left, the party was much more open.

"Mary Brigitte is the girlfriend of k-ci, a member of the jodeci group. They belong to uptown records, and they were the ones who left just now."

NAS news is very well-informed, "bragging dad is one of the producers of their albums. After being fired by Shangcheng records due to the conflict with little Lori, the album production of Mary Brigitte and jodeci has encountered stagnation. They do not like the music style of other producers, and they want to work together to pressure Shangcheng records to ask puffy daddy back."

"Isn't granddad an intern? Production ability is so valued? " Song Ya always thought that the other side was just a gang member with some strength in Harlem district.

"The sampling and mixing abilities are first-class, and the music style is also very innovative." NAS said, "I want to boast that dad should be embarrassed to let outsiders think he is looking for your help, so he used the little Lori affair as an excuse. He and little Lori can't fight at all now, both sides are defeated, and they are both defeated."

"What can I do for you? I don't know anyone from uptown. " Song Ya said.

"Now you're going to make a hit in Chicago." NAS said.

"Fxxk, I don't want to take care of these things."

Song Yaxin said that Shangcheng records give me face, and now the confrontation with Russell Simmons is the most important thing.

It seems that he fell into a passive position again in New York. Rakim and Kane's father who came to the party were taken care of by Russell Simmons, not to mention that llcoolj and other seniors were directly under Russell Simmons' banner. He underestimated the man's influence in New York's hip-hop circle. It's no wonder that Quincy Jones, the old fox, went directly behind and asked Russell Simmons to deal with him. "

"It's up to you." NAS shrugged. "Now you're red, you're the loudest."

“APLUS！ Old Mike said there was a conflict downstairs Talaji came to report.

"What happened?" Song Yatou is a little big. When he comes to the monitoring room, the picture from the probe below shows that Mary Brigitte and others who have just come downstairs are pushing and shoving around a tall black man.

"Mufflers?" The quality of the surveillance image is not high. How does song ya think that the besieged man looks like a "muffler"? How long have you been in prison? Oh, no, fxxk! Come with me, old Mike

He thought that if he performed well in prison, he would be released on parole only half of his sentence, which would be about six months. However, muffler has a big feud with bragging dad. He beat him up in public, and then the other party insisted on sending him to prison. Moreover, those people below are friends of boaster's father.

"M-fxxk all out of the way!"

Song Ya roars. Old Mike puts his hand in his jacket. Marvolta rushes up to separate the crowd and protect the "muffler" that has been besieged.

“APLUS。” Bragging dad emerged from the group, his hands in his pockets, a pair of drag can not look like, "you want to guarantee for him?"

"Of course! He is my brother Song Ya said to him, "that's over. He doesn't mix with little Lori now and has served his sentence. If you want to continue to investigate, it's the problem between us!"

"don't pretend to be a street person, aplus! You're a top student surrounded by white people, good boy! GD won't guarantee you and little Lori! "

Mary Brigitte's in the fire again.

“FXXK！ Do you want to try it? " Song Ya winks at old Mike. The old man moves his hand and pulls out half of the gun handle.

"You-fxxk thought we would be afraid?" I don't know when their Valet got the gun from the car over there. Mary Brigitte's boyfriend, k-ci, took the gun in his hand with several people. "Why, aplus, who has more guns now?"Old Mike rolled his eyes, took the gun out, loaded it, and aimed at k-ci.

"Fxxkyou!" opposite several guns together lifted up, pointing to song Ya this side random aim, "there is a kind of shooting, m-fxxk

In high-risk industries and high-risk industries, these guys on the other side are all little singers, but they are much more carefree than those famous singers. But there is absolutely no room for advice at this moment, "m-fxxk, put down the gun," "you put it down!" "You put it down first!" The two f's started to squabble and squabble. The unarmed muffler rushed to k-ci and put his forehead against the other's muzzle. "Shoot, shoot, no guts!"

“OK!OK!OK！” I didn't expect it was bragging. Dad raised his hand first. "K-ci, forget it. Let's go."

"Sean, I'll leave this boy here today!"

"Go, go." Bragging dad bared his teeth and lifted his chin toward the muffler. "Aplus, for your sake today, I'm not hard for him. Go... "

The party put away their guns, went back to the car and drove off at the throttle.

"Check for reporters." Song Ya told old Mike, "come on, let's go home." He patted the muffler on the back.

The muffler went to the wall to pick up a large luggage bag and followed Sonya into the elevator.

"You should have called in advance. Didn't even Tony know you were going to get out of jail?" Song Ya asked the muffler.

The muffler only smiles shyly. When he comes back to the party, he takes out the parole document from his bag and hands it to song ya. "I'll show my lawyer. Follow me when you come out. I'm short of people. Do you know what little Lori did? " Song Ya asked.

The muffler nodded.

"OK, taraj, go get him clothes. Mine will do. He can wear them." Song Ya went back to the bedroom, took out some rolls of rice knives from the cookie jar under the bed, put them into the hands of the muffler, "take them and spend them first."

"Aplus, Goodman is back."

Taraj brings the clothes and throws them to the muffler.

"OK, let them wait for me in the study." After a while, I'm going to meet Goodman and others in the study.

"Well, Shirley Fleming finally chose to work with us. Quincy Jones had a higher offer, but they had more ideas for magazines, and they didn't get along with Shirley Fleming Goodman said.

It seems that Shirley Fleming is not interested in Quincy Jones and others about the future route design of the magazine.

In addition to the contribution and equity ratio of song Ya and Shirley Fleming, the rest is the annual salary of Shirley Fleming's 200000 yuan editor in chief, and the recall of five former magazine editors. In addition to the annual list, obituaries and some old friend's columns, she may be able to completely control one third of the magazine content and personnel arrangements.

"The difference is mainly about the office location. I didn't agree with her to put the magazine not far from the upper east side, but let her work in the low-end office building on Tribeca's side." Goodman said with a smile.

"Yes, if the acquisition is successful, she will still be that elegant and upper class old lady." Song Ya said.

"I have to deal with the traffic jam on the way to work." Goodman joked.

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