Chapter 442

He was treated politely, coldly and even ridiculed when he came to this party. Song Ya knew that this was closely related to his current strength. In front of most black actors and singers, he was absolutely successful, but in front of real industry leaders

That's where it goes

"You're watching more than old Mike today." Back in the hotel car, he complained about Donovan.

"CAA people at the party are a bit Doha." Donovan did not deny his real motivation. He knew that the young singers in front of him were very smart and could not easily hide it. "Er, aplus, it's time for us to talk about renewing our contract." "Over the past four years, we have worked together and your career has developed rapidly," he said

"Yes." Generally speaking, song Ya is still willing to continue to cooperate. In the first year, he had a lot of opinions about William Morris, but in the following three years, the cooperation was pleasant. Especially after CAA became bigger, some stores began to bully customers. There were frequent disagreements with its stars. Some stars complained that they even had to take care of eating and going to the toilet. It was normal to control the relationship between his girlfriend and his family Yes.

However, William Morris, especially Hayden, is absolutely inferior to himself and can have less of such things.

"So?"

"I have plans, Donovan. You know me." The main reason is that he plans to compete with motura in the future. He knows that his agent is a good chip to help him, such as MJ's agent sandy Glenn, so he can't agree to Donovan for the time being.

"Well, you always have a plan." Donovan had to stop talking about it. "What do you need recently?"

"Yes, I lack an assistant and a manager for a + records." "Taraji is becoming more and more interested in acting. She goes to Ivana every day for classes. Yelemov also needs to help me watch in Hollywood. It takes them nearly a year to dance out my life," Song said. I don't have time to break in with new players, let alone young people like taraji who may be seduced by other temptations at any time. These two positions should be concentrated on one person, preferably a woman, who can accompany me for a long time and have some personal connections in the circle. "

"What a coincidence, there is a candidate."

Donovan said, "you met mchammer yesterday at the escubo house, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"There's a manager at mchammer's record company, Linda McCall, the wife of ex black singer Louis McCall, who is a very capable black woman." "I feel like it's going to suit you, and I'm very strict with my mouth," he said

"Very capable? But mchammer is almost bankrupt. " Song Ya is not at ease.

"Mchammer spends money in disguise. He will go bankrupt sooner or later. It's none of Linda's business." Donovan said, "why don't I arrange for you two to meet?"

"All right." Song Ya nodded and agreed. It's hard to live without an assistant. I was busy with my studies before.

The next day Donovan called Linda to William Morris headquarters.

"Anything else? Linda. "

After chatting, song Ya was very satisfied with the black woman in her thirties. She was ordinary in appearance and close to the bucket mother. She always wore glasses. She looked unimportant, but her thinking was quick and her speech was well organized. Her qualifications are also very good. Since 1990, she has helped mchammer to the top of his music career. She has a very good reputation in the circle. Song Ya gets to know it. Everyone says that she works for mchammer with the wrong person. Although her husband has passed away, her contacts in the black music circle are still there. In recent years, she has helped singer Keith Martin develop her career, and now she has transformed into a marketing manager and singer agent.

"Give me time to deal with the rest of the transaction with mchammer." The arrival of aplus, a new employer, is more like a pie in the sky for Linda mcculler. The bankruptcy of mchammer has brought her bad luck, and she didn't expect to find such a good next job.

"What more trouble does he have?" Song Ya asked.

"It's none of my business. I'm very kind to him." Linda said, "why don't you come with me?"

"To where?"

"Mchammer's mansion."

Song Ya agreed. He was very interested in how mchammer lost tens of millions in two years.

A group of people drove to his villa in Los Angeles. When they entered the door, they saw a beautiful white horse race horse being led into a special transport vehicle.

“LiteLight！”

Linda seemed to have a deep affection for the horse. "Oh, my God, he sold Lite light too!" She said sadly, covering her mouth.

"Are you affectionate?" Song Ya asked.

"She won a lot of games and mchammer likes her very much. We all like it."

It should be a mare. It seems that mchammer's thoroughbred horse team is finished. On the way, there is an empty large stable. Only a black male cleaner is forking grass. "Linda, you're not here at the right time. He's drunk." The man saw Linda in the car."I'm here to say goodbye." Old Mike stops the car and Linda leads Sonya down.

"Damn it, then I'll quit." The man dropped the pitchfork. "There's no horse here anyway. Did you just see Lite light?"

"Yes, at the door." Linda replied.

"Good company is always short-lived, isn't it?" The cleaner is quite poetic.

"There is not enough money for this wonderful life." Linda replied and said goodbye to him. Several people spread slowly to the door of the villa in the beautiful Green Manor. Song Ya saw mchammer drunk on the couch beside the swimming pool, surrounded by a large group of white people in suits.

"Please sign this document and this one." The other party gave him a pen and kept asking him to sign the document. He didn't read it at all and signed it.

Linda used to grab the pen from mchammer's hand. "Don't sign anything in this state!" She yelled at mchammer.

"Linda? Fxxk！ I'm finished I'm finished... " "I'm in the end," he said with a cry

"Mr. hammer, I've just identified that a lot of your cellars are fakes, which are not worth the previous offer."

At this time, an old man came out of the villa, followed by some workers. The wooden wine rack of their cart was full of red wine bottles.

"Well How much is that worth? " Mchammer asked.

"About 250000." The old man replied.

“Fxxk！ It cost me millions to fill that cellar Mchammer yelled at him and tried to get up, but he fell down from the couch and fluttered on the ground for a long time without getting up.

"I said you believed in the swindler who sold wine!" Linda yelled, seeing that he was angry and pitiful.

Song Ya helped him up. "A APLUS？ You're here to Come to see my jokes? " He forced his drunken eyes to get up and down in front of song Ya's face and recognized it for a long time.

"Linda will work for me in the future." Song Ya saw that there was water and a cup beside the reclining chair. He poured a glass of water to him. He took a look at the documents in the hands of those people in suits who were surrounded by them. They were all mortgage and resale documents of fixed assets. They seemed to be from the bank.

"Mr. hammer, you have to sign these documents today..." Said one leading white woman.

"Fxxk, you all betrayed me, Linda. You bought a big house by me and helped your husband open an art management company..."

Mchammer poured water on his head, sobered up a little, ignored those people, "you all depend on me to make a fortune."

"We made a fortune, but what about you!? You're making countless times as much as we do! Where is your wealth? " Linda yelled at him, "the horses? Alcohol? Car? By the way, where's your car? "

She ran to the garage and went around. "Where's that Ferrari? I saw it here yesterday! "

"Well, I seem to, I seem to..." Mchammer shook his head to recall, but he threw the water on his head to song ya.

"He lost the key to Igor." The stable cleaner followed and helped to answer.

"Go to Igor and come back! He is just a follower of your cousin Linda took out the mobile phone on the desk and put it into his hand. "And all the things you gave your cousins and uncles, they all need to come back. It's a lot of money!"

"I gave it to him, will you? It's a shame to have the things sent back. " Mchammer answers.

"You're broke. Don't you know that you've been disgraced to the whole rice?" Linda said, "go and get back! That car can save you a lot of money at this time! What about them? They should all be there to help you now! " She ran up to the bankers and took back a document from them, "keep these valuable investments! Cars, wine, TV stations and even houses

"Fxxk, let me die!" Mchammer picked up the bottle and started filling again.

"Linda, give it back to me. He has to sign these documents today, OK?" The man reached for it.

Song Ya felt that mchammer's body was slipping down. He was too lazy to help him. He threw him back into the reclining chair. "Linda, you can't help."

Linda had to return the documents and look at mchammer, who was drunk in mud again. She was very disappointed. "Let's go, aplus."

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