Chapter 452

The next day, early morning.

"16th, proco Grand Theater, right?"

Song Ya and Maria Kelly are happily nestling together to chat. It's hard for them to have such a sweet night before.

"It's a pity you can't come to the scene."

Mariah Carey, lying on her back, holding her hands high, looked at the glittering 17 carat diamond ring, but couldn't see enough of it. As a result of the live music video, Sony Columbia Records is well prepared for his first tour in 1993. The live audience is carefully selected from her fans, and there are young men and women in the front row who can contribute their "sincere" feelings. There were no performers and no friends in the industry. All the focus was on her.

"Don't you worry about motura? Your new line will be on sale soon, ahead of my planned war time. " Song Ya asked.

"I just want you." A woman in love is blind. She puts her hand down and puts it around Song Ya's chest. "My athlete, have you had a good rest?"

"Hey, hey..."

Look down on me? Song Ya laughed, but the bedroom door was knocked, "aplus, Miss Kelly? Breakfast. " It's Linda's voice.

"Come in." Song Ya replied.

The door was pushed open, and Linda and her assistant, each carrying a small table on the bed, sat up and put it in front of them.

"Miss Kelly, get ready to go, rehearsal." "The dresser and stylist are waiting upstairs," said her female assistant

"Well, soon."

She picked up the fork and began to concentrate on small portions of food.

Outside the bedroom, shoes began to knock on the floor. It was very messy. It seemed that old Mike was talking to the captain of her bodyguard. They should be waiting.

The sport can only be cancelled, "we're going to win, right?" After eating, she got up and gave song ya a kiss on the forehead.

"Certainly." Song Ya said with a smile, "I'll visit later."

"Well, wait for you."

She went upstairs, and Linda looked out nervously and came back to close the bedroom door. "Do you know what you're doing? APLUS。” She asked as she cleared the dishes.

"Don't you see it all?"

Songya handed her the small table. "We're going to be together and we're going to rebel and bring down motura."

"My God, you've scared me out of my mind." Linda complained: "motura is not easy to get into. No, he is the worst. Nobody knows about the record industry."

"Don't be afraid of Linda. I have more money than him, and I'm prepared." Song Ya replied.

"No, Bill Gates has more money than Welch, but his influence is far less than that, and there is a difference between the rich and the rich. For example, they are all worth one billion yuan. Some people only have the value of stocks. If they actually sell, they can't get back one billion yuan, let alone the non tradable shares. Some people are all cash that can be used at any time. Some people can not only own one billion yuan, but also command the company and financial capital of tens of billions of dollars... "

Linda keeps nagging. Her experience and insight are much higher than taraji. Song Ya also listens silently. He knows that the other party's views are very reasonable. After MJ does not participate in the rebellion, his chances of winning have been greatly reduced, but he can't show them in front of others.

"OK, OK, Linda..."

When she said enough, song Yacai raised his hand to stop, "I have done it, OK? As you can see, I've been together with Mimi, so now you should stop complaining and come up with more constructive ideas for me

"Do you have any weapons? Unite her to coerce the palace? I'm afraid it will be spoiled by motura before there is any storm. " Linda questions.

"He tried it on me in '91, and it didn't work." Song Ya said.

"And now? He hasn't started yet, has he? " Linda asked, "you, I know you're strong and have little to crack, but Maria Kelly doesn't have any weaknesses? Her unreliable sister... "

"You remind me." Song Ya pointed to her, "good, go ahead."

"Her brother?"

"I've met her brother once. He's a normal person." "She grew up with her brother and her white mother, so they were brought up very well," Song said

"Wow, so are you discriminating against her black father?" Linda immediately put her hands around her and made the standard mental posture.

"It's true. Look at the daughter her father raised." Song Ya said.

"This can't be said publicly, your basic plate is still black, aplus." "Even if that's true," Linda said

"I have a lot of white fans. According to the statistics made by yelemov not long ago, about half and half of them still buy my records. Most of them buy my records." Song Ya said.

"It's a matter of population proportion." Linda said: "black people make up half of your fans with 10 percent of the population. Isn't it clear where your base plate is? American society is divided. Italian Americans support Italian Americans, Irish Americans support Irish Americans, and blacks help each other. Is it not obvious in Rodney King's case? ""Don't mention that drunkard. He embarrassed the black community. After that, he sued the Los Angeles government. I heard that he got more than eight million dollars in public compensation? Damn it, dozens of people died and countless people were injured because of the destruction of many houses. " Song Ya said: "in the end, he retired and made a lot of money."

"I heard that after he got the money, he opened a hip-hop brand in Los Angeles and entered the record industry." Linda said.

Song Ya sneered. "You see, believe me, he'll soon run out of money, just like mchammer."

"So now you can mention mchammer?" Linda still has feelings for her old master.

"Well, I apologize. I shouldn't have compared him to Rodney King."

Linda didn't bother anymore. "Anyway, there's something you can't say publicly."

"Of course, I will not commit that kind of stupidity. In this way, I really need to consolidate my basic plate. What kind of equal rights activities are there recently? You can help me arrange the schedule. "

"The kid who died in Chicago was killed by Gd, do you know?" Linda asked.

"I know, of course, that led to a large-scale law enforcement inventory of public housing estates."

"The road where he died recently, the Chicago city government wants to name it after him. You can go and show your face and make a speech or something."

"Good idea, don't worry, I will win. Motura has a fatal hand in my hand. Old Mike, listen to Linda Song ya got up and began to wash.

When she came out, Linda had already heard the tape. "Unexpectedly, motura called Negro in private." She circled excitedly around the room. "Indeed, good operation can make the management behind him very embarrassed."

"I said, don't be so nervous."

Song Ya wiped her body with a towel. "When do you think it's best to put the recording out?"

"As soon as possible, one strike will kill." "But Miss Kelly didn't say anything about the word in the tape. If the recording goes out, her reputation will be greatly damaged, and the black community will dislike her even more."

"I've thought about that. I won't let her get hurt, so I'll only release the tailored version." Song Ya said.

"That would be a big blow to the credibility of the tape." Linda reminds me.

"It's a paradox. I rebel against motura for Mimi's sake, but if this rebellion comes at the cost of hurting her, why should I do it?" Song Ya said: "this is a public relations war. It's not going to court. It's nothing to lose credibility. As long as the operation is good, we should focus on the propaganda of his sentence" fat Negro in Harlem district ", so that no one knows about it

"Will the management be happy to see this? Their high paid managers are racist. " Linda asked.

"So I went to see the management in the afternoon and brought a copy of the tape." Song Ya said.

Linda no longer questioned and thought it would work well.

At noon, Hamlin called, "aplus, the plaintiff's lawyer in the fluorescent agent case, rejected my offer for settlement. He said that he had gained a strong new supporter and would certainly sue us."

"Motura."

"It should be him."

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