Chapter 242

Feiji is naturally willing to go all out. For the release of this song, she did not know how many times she had quarreled with song Ya and how many times she had asked, "sister Dana! Come to Chicago! My single is about to be released on the 15th! The company has a contract for you to sign! "

She left the phone, happy to use the sofa as a spring cushion, and then jumped to song Ya's back, holding him around the neck and refusing to come down.

"Well, well, like a seven-year-old, you are half a year older than me."

The girl's height is less than 1.6 meters. Song Ya carries it easily. "Jimmy, you're going to enter the working state now. Take care of her for me. What have you been up to lately

He said to the young agent who was still green in front of him.

"No problem, Mr. aplus."

"I'll help chuck's law firm when I'm ok," says Jimmy Goodman, a little restrained

"Well, don't go to your brother's law firm and concentrate on Fergie."

"I see."

Before Fergie's Guardian sister arrives in Chicago to sign a contract, some hype is about to start. The time is very tight. The Bulls' home court is a very suitable place to show love openly.

Yelemov has found a photographer who is good at capturing pictures. He will make the street photos of the two beautiful and then provide them to the public relations media as "paparazzi revelations".

Before the start of the game, the two men, who were well dressed and had a lot of couple elements in their clothes, pretended to be casual in the shops in the stadium. In fact, both of them were protected by old Mike mufflers, and yelemov and talaji were not far away.

"This is it?" They went to the best photography background that yelemov reminded. Outside the window of a small boutique, song Ya quietly pinched the soft meat of the girl in her arms. Feiji stood on tiptoe and asked for kisses.

Song Ya bows his head and kisses him. They turn from cuddling to hugging. After the end, they also look at each other affectionately for more than ten seconds.

The photographer pressed the shutter frantically. In order to get a better picture, he even drew closer to the place less than three meters away from the two people. Of course, when these photos appear in newspapers and TV, they are all marked as paparazzi street shots.

After yelemov raised his thumb in the distance, the two moved to the next photo location.

It's the same on the court side. Song Ya's hand is on feiji's shoulder from the beginning to the end. Feiji also leans her head against song Ya's shoulder from the beginning to the end. They still kiss each other sweetly from time to time. It's not important to watch the game.

Yelemov's efficiency is very high. There are two pictures. One is in front of the window of the boutique. Feiji is raising her head, standing on tiptoe with one foot slightly off the ground. Her lips are in the state of not touching. The atmosphere is very romantic. The other is a kiss between two people in the seat beside the court. A little boy in the back row is staring at them. The big number 23 on the back of Jordan's football shirt is in the foreground. The picture composition is perfect and the scene can make people laugh.

"There are a lot of gossipy newspapers and news that have put forward the demand for reprint. In combination with our public relations, it is not a problem for this news to appear in major cities in China." "Don't stop taking recent street shots, we're going to keep accumulating material," yelemov said

"Well, tomorrow is the school gate, isn't it?" Song Ya asked, feiji is now like a dog curled up in the sofa, head rest on his legs, "remind the photographer, do not appear in the picture of the name of the school, do not appear in the clear face of the students."

"Don't worry. I've been in this business for many years, and there won't be any trouble." Yelemov boasted.

"Well." Song Ya was very satisfied. He picked up the "barbarian at the door" and looked at it. This is a book describing the knowledge of mergers and acquisitions of Wall Street companies. It is basically based on real cases and has been sold very well recently.

“APLUS。” Al, who gradually had his own circle of life, appeared at the door. "Come here, let's talk."

"What's the matter?" Song Ya went out.

"There seems to be something wrong with old Joe. Do you want to see it?" Said al.

"Old Joe?" Song Yacai remembered that he had thanks old Joe when he won the AMA prize, but he didn't call him these days, and there was no news from him, "what's the matter?" He asked.

"It's not the four aunts. Old Joe has been recording their records for them. Now, she has to issue the first order. As a result, one of them was arrested for speeding, and the police found a leaf in her car. Now she has just been released on bail." "Eric, the sound engineer for old Joe's records, said he seemed so angry that he shut himself up in his office," Al said

"Gas self closing?" Song Ya thought of the four aunts and old Joe and laughed, "did old Joe ever tell me to help you?"

"No, just what Eric told me in private. But Eric is always tight lipped. Old Joe should have this idea. Maybe he's too embarrassed to ask you Al guess.

“emmmm…… Well, let's go and see him. Call on Tony and the muffler, and we'll come over. "

Song Ya is still grateful to old Joe. When he made the second-hand shop, he took care of himself very much. Later, seeing his creative ability, he offered to solicit him. But after he said that he had no intention to join Lao Qiao's records, he burned the prepared contract in person and gave him all the equipment that had been eliminated from old Joe's records. Before meeting big E in Los Angeles, he specially reminded himself of the historical enmity between the local Chinese and the lame gang. In the process of his conflict with little Lori, he was always helping to pull the wrong side. Moreover, this guy almost never came to ask for his own songs or help. He was a rare native of Nancheng.Two years later, after seeing a lot of bad things in the record industry because of his interests, he now feels that he is very lucky to meet old Joe when he first started his career.

"Yes."

Al went to get people and split up in two cars to get to old Joe records.

"Hey! Carl At the door of old Joe's records, people look up at the neon sign. Compared with the booming a + records, the appearance here is not much different from that when he first came here, although it has been greatly renovated by old Joe's income from second-hand stores.

Tony starts, and the crowd greets Carl, the gatekeeper, and enters the second floor.

Eric and the four aunts were in the studio, but they didn't notice that they were walking through the door. There was a lot of noise inside.

"I must kick you out of the group this time! You can't do anything but make trouble. I'll do what I say! M-FXXK！”

"Don't make any noise, old bichi. Listen to your own voice. Can you still sing it? Every time I hide the high voice! "

The aunts started each other with "F" words and quarreled with each other.

"Hey, old Joe!"

Song Ya walked into old Joe's office. He was sleeping on the sofa with an ice bag on his forehead.

"Hey, aplus." Old Joe got up and punched everyone. "Tony, Al, hey, mufflers, you're out of jail? How fast

"So now you're both messing with aplus, aren't you?" Old Joe asked Tony and the muffler.

"Yes." The muffler replied.

"It's not the same thing, is it?" Joe, sit down at the old table, very tired.

"Are you OK here? I especially thank you when I won the AMA prize. Did you watch TV? " Song Ya asked.

"I've seen it. It's rare that you can still think of my aplus. I have a headache and a headache now."

Last night, Joe's first album was released with four letters, but she didn't sing it quickly

“TANK……” Song Ya remembers the weight of those four aunts. This name is not wrong.

"Old Joe, you shouldn't hold them up so hard. They can't even hold on to some large-scale harmony now." Said Al bluntly.

"Well, what can I do about the debt I owed when I was young, and now I don't regret taking the medicine." Old Joe sighed that he was all wilting now.

Song Ya heard that in the 1970s, four aunts were singing for a famous female star, and they had a good life. When old Joe was preparing for the record company, he not only coaxed them into bed, but also cheated them with a lot of savings on the pretext of making albums for the four aunts. As a result, they started their own old Joe records company. As a result, the big mother's group was divided and dissolved Zi Du had a hard time

After getting rich in second-hand shops, old Joe found out his conscience and brought back the four aunts. As a result, he became what he is now.

"Can I listen to that album?" Song Ya took the initiative to speak.

"Give me some advice. I have a little time to revise it." Old Joe pointed to the record player. The album was on it. Tony went to set the needle and turn on the player.

"Er It's very jazz. " The style of the song is too old. It has a strong flavor of the 1950s and 1960s, and some elements of rhythm and blues and jazz funk are also old-fashioned. "Are you trying to make this retro feeling? Old Joe Song Ya asked: "which company did you find responsible for the distribution? What do they think? "

"The songs I received are so early. I just want to fulfill my wish. I don't want to find a big company to issue this time. I will do everything myself, just like the early days of second-hand stores."

The old Joe this person shaft up also enough axis, song Ya tried a few words, he did not ask oneself to help from the beginning to the end.

"Well, old Joe, I have a song here."

Song Ya left SAA magni's music score to him. Instead of using the original Bambara language, song Ya tried to fill it in. This was the first time that he made such a big change to the Apocalypse song. "I think it's suitable for them. Let them have a try."

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