Chapter 791

Not all white people will not make trouble. In Chicago, Cassidy took people to the streets. This is a joint operation with other organizations.

"Cassidy Miss McKee, isn't it

Before leaving, she was approached by a proud, wealthy blonde surrounded by a large number of people. "I'm sorry, you and your party members are not welcome to our event."

"Why? We submitted the application and it was approved. " Cassidy glared at her, gritted her teeth and said, "Elizabeth, everyone is very dissatisfied with the result of the Simpson case."

"Because it's a peaceful protest, you radicals are not needed, so don't follow and go back to your rat's nest!"

"Everyone here doesn't want to be photographed in the same camp as the guys who supported the Oklahoma City bombing." She winked and some men came forward to confiscate the placards and flags of Cassidy and others.

"Hey, stay away from us!"

Here, the motorcyclists wearing motorcycle vests pushed and pushed with them, and soon, it developed into fists.

Police officer

Elizabeth immediately backed away, and the police officers who were waiting for him on the roadside heard her call and rushed to disperse the ranks of Cassidy and others. An old colleague of Vicky took the opportunity to push Cathy, who was swearing in the "battle regiment", for a few steps and pushed it all the way through the corner of the street.

"Do you know her? Cassidy Looking around, Vick's old colleague asked.

"Who doesn't know, the daughter of former Defense Secretary Cheney." Cassidy replied.

"So you know..."

Vick's old colleague glared at her, "then don't make it hard for us! We have been ordered to take care of her. Let's go. Take your men and clean up. Don't make trouble here, or you and your people will be arrested next time. Don't expect to be taken care of by us again. Let's go and leave at once

"Damn it, damn it!"

Left behind by the army, Cassidy asked her companions to clear up the signs scattered all over the place and walk across the street alone. "You can go back when you're ready. I'm going to see a secret donor."

"Say hello to him for us."

The middle-aged woman in charge of accounts in the team yelled to her back: "the funds are only enough to support the next week. Looking at today's situation, our action rate will probably not be reported by the media..."

"I know, I know."

Cassidy waved back impatiently, crossed two blocks warily, and trotted into a black car.

Still no nonsense, after some lingering, she was satisfied to put a high collar bottoming shirt on her head.

"Well?"

Her head was stuck in the collar because it was too hard to open in the car.

"It ended early today." Song Ya reached out to help her. Her long golden hair escaped smoothly and spread fluffy.

"Yes, disturbed by a green pond."

Cassidy gave him a kiss of thanks. "Still your law school seniors."

"I'm early in law school."

Song Ya laughs bitterly. According to his intermittent school schedule, it will be at least 97 years before he gets his undergraduate degree and prepares for LSAT (law school entrance examination), "do you regret it? Cassidy "If it didn't happen to your father, you might be sitting in the classroom at the University of Chicago business school the year after," he asked

"Now I don't have time to think about that..."

Cassidy's eyes became a little dim. "Let's wait until dad gets out of prison. His former colleagues said that there were a lot of criminals he personally sent into his prison, and the FBI was deliberately retaliating."

"Vic's going to be fine. Someone's taking care of it."

Song Ya advised her: "but it is difficult for him to get out of prison in a short time. The FBI has searched for a lot of crimes. You can't put your whole life on these street activities. If you want to take this road to politics, your extreme position is a big problem. You have to lean on the middle line. Go on with your studies while you still have time. When you are attacked in the future, you can say that it's just that you were not sensible when you were young, and you can't get in and out of the police station so frequently. Look, your skin is rough a lot... "

"Is it?"

Cassidy rolled up her sleeve and touched her arm. "It seems that it is..."

"Right? And now the spotlight is over. From next year on, I'll try to quietly remit some small donations through your account, although it's not much, because I seldom make cash in my pocket now... "

Song Ya sincerely said: "stay away from politics on campus, and when you come out, you've done enough for your father, far more than a daughter in school can do."

"Well, I'll think about it."

During this period, he advised more than once, and Cassidy listened to it today. "After meeting Elizabeth just now, I really feel that the future is dim. The resources of those politicians' children are not comparable to those of my kind."

"Elizabeth? Who? "

"As far as I'm concerned, your senior law school father, Cheney's daughter, eldest daughter." Cassidy replied."Ha ha, nonsense. As soon as she graduated from University, she could work in the State Council. Just like her father went to the oil company after the party stepped down, she turned around and went to law school. I don't know if she got into the exam with her real ability..."

Song Ya also heard of Cheney's daughter in law school. Michelle's husband said that the woman didn't seem to attend classes very much. She was only busy with her family, business and political activities. Her resume was so beautiful that she went straight to her father's career.

"Do you have something on your mind today?" Cassidy suddenly asked, "when I did it, I always seemed to want to say something, but I was hesitant."

"No, I've always been very attentive to that."

Song Ya laughs and makes fun of her. After the two parted, their expression collapses. He originally planned to encourage Cassidy to take advantage of the White's dissatisfaction with the black people after Simpson's acquittal to bring MJ in to protest, and then through her to expose the account problem between MJ and the insurance company that Gordon disclosed.

I can't relate to the extreme white organizations, and my black staff would never have thought of it, except Linda, who knew she still had a relationship with Cassidy.

But it's Linda's attitude towards MJ that makes him swallow it again. And what's the status of Cassidy's life now

Song Ya can't bear to continue to watch the girl carry out such dangerous street activities. After Peter's election is successful, Vic's case will probably no longer need her to show up to earn donations from extreme white people. Moreover, she is caught in the endless cycle of paying lawyers' fees and bail in the police station for such a long time Busy to survive, in addition to the guarantee of Vick's lawyer fees, her small organization is still in a difficult situation.

Because her position is too extreme, there is no room for her to rise politically. It is meaningless to persist in it.

Moreover, MJ is really a kind person. From the fund-raising account of Neicheng broadcasting company, we can see that Oprah and a large number of African American celebrities like to give lip service. Actually, MJ's pen and pen are all real donations. It seems that all of the tour income of his last album has been donated, which is a huge sum of money.

Moreover, he doesn't like to use this channel to donate money to politicians, or to hold parties in the name of charity dinners and so on. It seems that his money is actually charity.

Besides, in the case of 1993, according to his own judgment, he was also wronged.

In a word, it is better to fight back against him. Don't break through the bottom line rashly, or you will have a big problem when your black people know that.

"Oh, my heart is not black enough, aplus with bottom line..."

When I returned to Highland Park with a feeling of sadness, I was having a party at home, which was held in the name of aunt Susie's charity organization for a + wine donation.

The bar is filled with beautiful grey goose vodka. The first batch of finished products of the Chinese joint venture distillery, Da A and damondash are mixing wine under the crowd. The bartender fills a row of young boys with their glasses filled. They start from their respective sides, and pour cup by cup from their necks to their mouths.

"Bang!"

Damondash drank through the middle line first, then whipped the glass on the bar with the winner's gesture, "Hoo! This vodka is really great

“M-Fxxk…… And then... "

Big a's tongue is short to slip down the chair, attracted the crowd of men and women laugh.

“YO……”

Song Ya and the crowd touched hands and said, "when will New York sell goods?" He asked damondash.

"Soon, it's in sync with your album on sale."

Damondash chewed a piece of lemon to get rid of the wine. "But I don't think it's enough. Riise, they're too conservative."

"So you're an inventory expert again?"

The two a + executives who followed Riise's voice were not happy. He complained in front of the big boss and joked, "don't question the judgment of professionals."

Damondash snorted to the two old white men with his nostrils. "I don't care. It's aplus business anyway. Talk about it..." He led his brother, jazzy, away from home, and didn't want to get entangled.

"Oh, by the way, jazzy, wait a minute."

Sonya remembers Daniel's warning and stops jazzy. "I hear you've been active in Brooklyn lately?"

"Yeah, I'll be able to make it in the first half of next year. I'll have to use my own way to build momentum." Jazzy answers.

"But don't involve NAS. He's my brother. I don't like to see you having beef with him. You have this plan, right?" Song Ya warned him, "your coffee position is not enough, change a more suitable object."

Daniel suggested that he should keep a good relationship with his old friends in the New York music circle. He didn't have so much time, but it was no problem to make phone calls occasionally. He got the news from NAS that jazz wanted to meet porcelain, and promised to help NAS solve the problems. "Joey from Run-DMC is good."

"Hey, that guy's gone." Damondash protested for his brother.

"Don't mess with NAS anyway." Song Ya waved his hand unhappily to indicate that they could go."OK, I see, aplus."

Jazzy slapped his fist on his chest and walked away with damondash.

"Reese, long time no see, old song..."

Song Ya and Riise and song a Sheng, who have been in China for a long time, are chatting, "Sony Columbia Records has sent you all the global first edition samples of your new major." Linda shows up with two large cartons of marvolta.

"Good. Let's go and have a look."

Song Ya happily returned to the study, "put it on the table, marvolta."

"Newman says your wife's phone can be called at any time and she's willing to apologize as long as you're willing to answer." Linda said, closing the door as she waited for marvolta to leave.

"Let me think about it again."

Song Ya continued to perfunctorily, opening the carton, Sony Columbia Records in various countries and regions synchronous debut of the new CD, so excited to study up.

"The judicial system of the United States may be flawed, but we all respect this tradition of rule of law. Since the jury has made this judgment, we should abide by it and keep calm..."

Linda turned on the TV, and the grand commander was speaking on the Simpson case, just to acknowledge the verdict of the jury and appeal to the dissatisfied people not to make trouble.

"I don't want to see it, Linda."

Song Ya immediately asked her to turn off the TV and unpack the plastic package of the rice version CD. On the front of the CD was a picture of herself with a rice knife and a gray goose vodka. The gold chain and diamond tag on her neck were dazzling. Sony Columbia also made a smoke filled effect in the dark background, showing off wealth and indulgence. There was also a big "21".

"It's beautiful." He was very satisfied. He opened the CD box. There was only a piece of lyric paper and a single CD in it.

The back of the CD is the same as the cover on the cover of the CD, and the title of 16 songs has been added, and the song titles of 16 songs are in the order:

whatever you like

igota feeding

cheerlleader

aiseeueueteego

Mambo No.5

Angelina

Youth League

www

everything you like

< nomake up

saygoodbye

deadandgone

Igotta In Brazil and other Latin language regions, the three songs of aiseeeute Pego, Mambo No.5 and Angelina are put in the first, second and last places respectively. They prefer this style.

"Then I'll go out first..." Linda felt that he had to enjoy narcissistic for a long time without disturbing.

Song Ya is humming songs and dismantling them one by one. He has studied small places, such as the back of the CD case, the small logo under the logo of a + record. The letter C in a circle indicates the copyright owner of the whole process of record production, followed by 1995, indicating the year of development, and then Sony Music of a + record, indicating the owner. The letter P in a circle indicates the recording rights such as the master band copyright of the record, followed by the years of 1994 and 1995, indicating the recording time of the album songs, followed by the words of the producer a + record.

The following line means that the record was distributed by Sony Music, which is the publisher.

"Well?"

He found that in some parts of the world, that is, Sony Columbia Records did not have a direct distribution agency, and there was an extra line in the version that was recorded and distributed by local agents. The product was authorized by ATV Sony Music Copyright company.

His mouth trembled, and his smile froze. He went to the CD rack to bring over the "history" album released earlier by MJ. No, there was no such line. MJ's own mjj company occupied most of the copyright label lines.

He remembered that MJ's album was released before the merger deadline, of course not.

This is the pain that can't be retrieved, no matter how many times my second major reprints

“Fxxk！”

He smashed the CD out of his hand and collapsed on the sofa. MJ and Sony are so powerful together that they still have a chance to get it back in their lifetime?

It's no use taking it back. If you print this kind of thing, it will be printed

Unconsciously, it was already dark outside. He sat in the dark, holding his head in both hands and stroking his hair slowly. After a long time, he scolded in Chinese, "what a hell! X！”

"Linda said aplus is not ready yet."

In a backstage dressing room in Los Angeles, Newman put down his mobile phone and exchanged a helpless look with sandy Glen, reporting to Maria Kelly."Hum..."

She combed her hair fiercely to the mirror, and her expression was still so arrogant. "I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, according to the plan, the day after tomorrow, he has to go on the talk show with jerno. If he doesn't come to me tomorrow, I'll Let him open the window

The next day, she waited left and right, anxious, more and more flustered, "OK, I know, I'll tell you..."

While circling around the living room of Malibu villa, sandy Glenn put down the phone, "Mimi, Linda said to me just now that aplus has finished recording the program with jerno ahead of time. Tomorrow..."

"What about tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow's show Without you... "

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!