Chapter 995

Name:Chicago 1990 Author:齐可休
Seattle, Tony just woke up.

“Shxt!”

Another hangover, headache! He looked around. Oh, it was the VIP bag of the dance bar. It was dark red. I didn't know the day or night. The muffler was standing beside him, sleeping like a dead pig.

"What time is it?"

He got up and kicked the muffler, but he didn't respond. He found his cell phone from a mess of tea tables filled with wine bottles and cups, and there was no electricity.

"Anybody?" He stretched out and called for little brother.

"Boss."

The two attendants appeared at the door of the big bag, looking listless and yawning.

"And Brenda and them?" He asked.

"I left early. She said it was boring The valet laughs: "really have your Tony, bring the actress to this kind of place."

"What's the matter? Oh, nothing. Just treat her as a man. She has a good character Tony waved indifferently.

"Yeah, she paid for the wine before she left." Said the attendant.

"Look, I said it."

The wine bill was paid, the performance money Tony found his LV travel bag from the ring-shaped card seat. The pocket was wide open. Except for a few one dollar bills, it was empty, that is, it had already been paid. When he came, he was full of one knife in bundles, and a small amount of high-value ones. He, the muffler and two attendants kept sprinkling while the girls were performing. Now it is popular to do this. The green bill rain is plump and exaggerated in the curve Black girl is flying all over the sky, and he feels good.

There were also some scattered on the ground, "that hotel."

Lazy to pick, the empty bag to the attendant, "wake up the muffler, we go."

Out of the box, it was almost noon. I sat down at the bar in the empty hall. The bartender had already left work. The tall black boss cleaned up the bar in front of the steel pipe himself. "Yo, have a soda. I'm thirsty." He snapped his finger.

"M-fxxk, we don't usually keep guests after closing, Tony."

Said the barman. To open this kind of store, naturally, it's the energetic guy in the neighborhood. He's very secretive. He takes out his glass, adds ice and soda, and then skillfully starts squeezing lemon juice. "Brenda sang perfunctorily last night, and the guests are not satisfied."

"Hey, in Seattle, I only come to you."

Tony grabs the water glass that slides from the bar and signals to each other's old, dilapidated interior of the bar, "you don't want Brenda if you don't know everyone very well."

"So you're Brenda's agent now?" Asked the boss.

"No, just introduce business among friends. She often comes to the west coast to play with me, San Francisco, Los Angeles, here..."

Tony brags.

"When will you bring aplus here?" The boss asked, "I'll prepare the best for him."

"Ha

Tony is happy. "He sings a song, and now he's going to..."

"Well, I can't afford to pay for his appearance." The boss quickly interrupted, "just play, Party Then take a picture or something, so I can put it on the photo wall. Tony, he won't give you face? "

"Of course, he's my brother!"

Tony patted his chest. "In a word, when he came to Seattle, I looked for a chance."

"OK, I'll wait for your news..."

They were chatting when a bar guard came in from the door and said, "Hey, Tony, why are you still there? Not afraid? "

"Afraid?"

Tony was upset. "Fxxkyou, what do I need to be afraid of?"

The two attendants and mufflers came to meet and heard Tony swearing. They immediately surrounded the security guard.

"What's wrong with you?" The boss nodded his head and ordered the ignorant subordinates to apologize to our distinguished guests

"I do it for his good."

The young black security guard pulled out the radio in his arms and took off the earphone cable. "Listen, Tony, everyone is saying today that your brother sent the shooter to kill 2pac."

"Boring, the suspect who killed 2pac can line from here to the bar door..."

Tony has always been thick and thin, and denied it, but he has actually listened.

"Maybe it's not the east coast, maybe it's not sugnette. Why did sugnette do something to his most popular star? Yeah? He and 2pac are related to each other and stick together every day. I suspected that they were gay for some time! Yesterday, the white people on CBS were right, maybe aplus. The dead GD shooter, Sinaloa? In the past, dare to open fire in the blood Gang downstairs of Compton radio station. Think about it, what else can't be done by Chicago people? "

"Aplus doesn't have to. He doesn't even mix with rap circles. He writes rock and roll for David Bowie. It's said that there will be a new symphony in December. Symphony, brother He's still so rich. "

The black DJ of Seattle's well-known music station retorted, "if I were him, I would not have done this. 2pac was diss, but then the words in the official version of the lyrics disappeared. The character of 2pac It's hard to do that. The conflict between them is not so big"Who knows, isn't there a sentence in the detective story? What you think is the most unlikely is often the real murderer. Aplus has hardly ever had a beef with any other singer since his debut. In this way, 2pac scolded him, especially when his child with Maria Kelly was just born. The lyrics of 2pac just said, "let your children grow up" So he started to kill. Killing may be like eating and drinking water to him. There's only one reason. Sinaloa, who was heard to have helped him kill so many people, was killed because he wanted to sell him to the FBI. "

This radio guest dare to say: "if I have hundreds of millions of wealth, I dare to do it, of course I do not..."

"Ha ha, don't you have a doorkeeper on your mouth?" The host laughs.

"I, er, I just Say what you think of

"All right, it's time for advertising. Don't go away. Come back right away!"

“Shxt! Nonsense Tony swears and turns off the radio. "You might as well say that Alec did all the murders in America."

"Tony, the Seattle blood Gang comes to me sometimes at night."

The boss kindly reminded, "many of their young people vowed to avenge 2pac."

"So I say it's for your own good, Tony. You GD can't fight the blood Gang now. Don't say this is the west coast." "It's not years ago," he said with a smile

"Do you know GD so well? Yeah? It's better to say more if you like to talk

Tony pushed the blind young man around and said, "fxxk! I'm not afraid of any blood gang. I'll come back tonight! "

He grabbed the valet who wanted to punch. "I don't want to beat you here, boy! Mufflers, let's go

He went out and sent the valet to Brenda to say hello and help. He and the muffler drove directly to the airport and bought some tabloids to board the flight to New York.

"Alec! Now it's all over the west coast

He stormed into Sonya's home in Tribeca. "A lot of people say you did 2pac!"

"Be quiet!"

Song Ya was dissatisfied with him and winked, "m-fxxk little leiga just fell asleep." He was holding his son carefully and coaxing him around in the study. "And, it's very important to keep the mobile phone unblocked, especially now. I reminded you that... "

"Mine. It's said that there are some blood Gang people... "

Tony confessed his mistake and lowered his voice. Halfway through the conversation, he found that there was a mixed race beauty with fashionable clothes. He really took this Playboy brother and now he has leisure

"Don't take it seriously, Alec. Young gangsters are easily incited to do stupid things." He didn't understand song Ya's look and continued to advise.

"I'm not wrong, am I? Rashida? " Song Ya had to point out the identity of a woman on purpose.

"Rashida? Rachida Jones? "

Tony realized that the half breed was Quincy Jones' daughter and the sister of 2pac's girlfriend, Kidada Jones.

"Hello, Tony."

Rachida Jones smiles graciously and shakes Tony's hand.

"Go out, go out, you go out first." Song Ya drives people out.

"Well, I'm here with the muffler anyway. I think you need someone around at this time." Tony scratched his head out.

Not bad, the critical moment is very reliable, "I know, the guest room is reserved for you two, a small one, aggrieved and crowded, there are a lot of people living here today."

"Yes, much smaller than Bedford heights." Tony muttered, closing the door from the outside.

Song Ya rolled his eyes.

"Bedford heights, your ex-wife's decoration taste is really It's hard to say. " Rachida Jones has been there, too.

"Ha ha."

Song Yacai didn't want to talk about these topics with her. They had a bad conversation before. "2pac mom doesn't want to help me talk for the time being, so your sister is willing to? What does she know? It's better to have strong evidence. "

"She doesn't want to, but my dad will convince her."

Rashida Jones came with Quincy Jones's offer. "It depends on whether you want it or not."

"What are the conditions for the old man?"

"Hey! Don't call him that after you want to help Rashida Jones protested.

“……”

Of course, I want to help. If 2pac's genuine girlfriend is willing to help herself clarify, it can really calm down the doubts of 2pac fans at this moment. Although Kidada Jones himself is a big mouth, "OK, I'm sorry, Mr. Jones, can I?" So he said a soft word without money.

"Hum!"

Rashida Jones is still arrogant. "He wants to get rid of the past and cooperate with you. Maybe it's like the new relationship between boyziiman and babyface. How about it?"

Boyziiman's new record deal has just come out today. Four of them have formed a Philadelphia Stone Creek record company, which will probably sign to epic records, a subsidiary of Sony Columbia Records. At the same time, Philadelphia Stone Creek records will let laface record hold about 20% of the shares to maintain the two gold medal producers of laface records, babyface and L.A . Reid's long-term partnership."The old man is dreaming?"

Song Ya was surprised at the other side's lion's big mouth, just changed the honorific title to be lost again, "he won't really want to take 20% of a + records for nothing? I don't write songs by others. "

"It's not that he doesn't pay. He has money."

Rashida Jones complacently replied: "it's not Jive Records, but his Q records in Warner. At the same time, he will introduce you into the Warner family. Believe us, the media energy of Time Warner Group is what you need most now."

"How much do you offer?"

"Q records 10 million 20 percent, Warner records 30 million take the remaining 30 percent, and the release of a + records about." "He said you'd be impressed with the number. You almost cooperated before," he said

"Ha ha."

Let alone make more than 50 million yuan last year, and the valuation of a + record with higher total revenue can't be less than 100 million yuan. Even if the record industry is getting worse and worse, why should Quincy Jones take advantage of the fire? Ten million is the price that the old man wanted to sign a five-year contract with him when he just started his career. After a few years, his greedy nature has not changed at all. Fortunately, he wants to send his daughter to talk about the old things again

Song Ya sneered, "sorry, this condition is too harsh, I never accept blackmail."

"But we will help you a lot. You are in trouble now, aren't you?" Rachida Jones also sneered.

"I don't think it's a big deal to be suspected of murder. I've been immunized for a long time. It's the same this time. I'll be fine after a while. I didn't do it anyway. Unless You've heard something else. "

Song Ya's routine.

"I don't know."

Rashida Jones deliberately grabbed the doorknob and threatened to leave. "Decide as soon as possible. I have to go back to Harvard tomorrow."

"So you can't get along with vibe magazine and have to go to Harvard?"

Song Ya interrupted. After 2pac was killed, Quincy Jones was terrified and sent his son, who signed on the death row record, to Europe. 2pac's girlfriend, the eldest daughter, Kidada Jones, was taken back to his home in Chicago and was forbidden to see reporters. Now, the younger daughter is not allowed to mix up in the media circle and is directly crammed into the university campus.

"Only? You University of Chicago... " Rashida Jones was furious.

"Go back and tell your father that I don't accept threats."

You really take yourself seriously. What? It's like eating a fly No, it's just as disgusting as a fly. Song Ya walks up to her with little leiga in her arms. She says coldly, "I don't eat his suit since I was 15 years old, and I can always get rid of all the troubles and enemies in my way."

"Arrogant! Narcissism Rashida Jones struggled to keep her head up, but looked away from her eyes after three seconds.

"Hum..."

Why is your face red? Song Ya might as well get closer. The tip of their noses is close to each other, er

No, although she is very beautiful and inherits more of the looks of a white mother. She has a melon face and a sharp chin, which is a bit like a fox spirit, but

You can still see a little shadow of Quincy Jones's old face. It's really not good. When I think of turning over at night, I suddenly see a person beside my pillow like Quincy Jones I can't pass the psychological barrier.

Thinking rapid leap forward, so soft interest, do not tease, straight back, continue to coax baby son.

"My sister can really help you, aplus." She said leisurely behind her back.

"After all these years, your father still doesn't know me." Song Ya ignored this.

"You can do it yourself." She murmured as she opened the door and left.

When she came back to her high-rise apartment on the upper west side, she still had her pretty face close at hand, her stubborn and strong masculinity, and her patience and tenderness in coaxing children

"In the final analysis, it's just a scum nger. Don't be so useless, Rachida."

She held a little hot face to encourage herself, but in her mind, she imagined taking pictures of the street hand in hand with him, making headlines in all newspapers and magazines

"Damn it!"

She found that she forgot to turn off the TV when she went out. She didn't know whether to scold her forgetfulness or ridiculous feelings. She went to get the remote control, and suddenly found that news related to him was playing on the TV, so she stopped to watch for a while.

"Oh..."

The more she looked, the more blurred her eyes became. Finally, she leaned against the wall in weakness.

At this time, in the upper east side, motura had just sent Antony Pellicano out of his home. After returning, he began to call again and again to ask for the nomination of Bigelow, the hero of CBS's documentary film, for the major news and documentary awards next year.

"Well?"

Out of the corner of his eye, a familiar face appeared on the TV screen. Cochran, the top black lawyer, seemed to be being interviewed by a reporter, so he turned off the silence set for talking on the phone.

"Yes, I just accepted the formal Commission of aplus to put CBS music channel on the dock because of the inappropriate and totally inconsistent documentary film."Cochrane talks to the camera.

"We know that you are often in charge of major cases of African American stars, such as OJ Simpson. Does this mean that aplus thinks the murder of 2pac is a big problem for him? That documentary just raises a possibility... "

Some reporters asked very bad questions.

"A lot of small and medium-sized media talk too much about it!" There were reporters shouting from behind.

"But CBS shouldn't, we should be more ethical about it, shouldn't we?" Cochrane replied.

"Morality? You know it's hard to win a lawsuit like this? " "Based on the first amendment..."

"Aplus believes that as one of the most influential and financially powerful African Americans, he has an obligation to stand up and stop the long-term, vicious speculation and metaphorical cold violence and persecution of minority groups in various programs of large-scale television networks..."

Cochrane rightly said, "I hope I can help him and all the people get a good precedent this time."

"Precedents? How long do you want to fight the case and not reconcile? " The reporter's keen questioning.

"There is no option of reconciliation for the time being, and keep fighting until we get the just result we want." Cochrane replied.

"Ha! How much did you charge aplus this time? Simpson, MJ? It's said that you took tens of millions of lawyers' fees from MJ alone A reporter called.

"I'm sorry, but I can't comment on other agents' cases. But this time aplus and I are happy to make it public. The agency fee he paid to my law firm is 10 million. "

Cochrane looked straight into the camera, "a year."

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