Chapter 1151

"Aplus, what makes you decide to invest in big ships? Was Cameron not very good at this project in nine years

"Because he's James Cameron."

"Ha ha! But he told the media that he never talked to you about Titanic. "

"Er..."

Soon, song Ya appeared on the scene of David Letterman's talk show. He grinned and said, "I trust him. He is one of the greatest film directors in the world. I also like the legend of Titanic. I read the relevant literature in the library a long time ago, and also saw some movies and documentaries in the early years. When I learned that director Cameron copied the ship one by one, I felt my whole blood was boiling Then I heard that the ship was short of money, and the project might be interrupted. I immediately had a voice in my mind saying: OK! I have money, you must finish it

"Did you know it was actually a love story?"

"I don't know."

They both laughed. "I saw a short demo before I put in the money." Song Ya replied, "the one with a gang lens is very rough, but I decided to cast it."

"Thank you for helping Cameron finish such a great work."

David Letterman didn't dig any more and pulled back to the point. "Thank you for giving me your first show since coming back."

They laughed again.

"So your seven minute radio version of can't hold us is the new premiere?"

"I haven't made a final decision yet. I'm inclined to compress it into a normal length of four minutes, and I'm still choosing."

"Did you bring us a live show today?" David Letterman asked.

The audience cheered and cheered.

"No, sorry, no..." Song Ya spread out his hands and apologized to the camera and the audience with a bitter smile. "You know, David, I've been in a coma for five months, and it's going to be a long process to recover. Although it was not long after I lost my crutches, my doctor still didn't recommend me to do strenuous exercises like dancing. "

"You don't have to dance. Everyone's looking forward to hearing from you live, right? You haven't been singing on the show for a long time

David Letterman takes the microphone off the table and hands it over.

"Still sorry, David. I'm a perfectionist."

"That's a pity."

"Yes..."

"Talk about other things. You've been admitted to the University of Chicago Law School, right?"

"Yes, spring school starts at the end of this month."

"Wow..."

David Letterman didn't touch on any sensitive topic. The program was naturally a little dull and boring, and ended in his concern for his body.

"Aplus appeared on David Letterman's talk show last night, his first television interview since he was shot..."

"Aplus is thin and no longer as energetic as it used to be. When people laugh, it is easy to find a faint sadness in his facial expression. He walks slowly and behaves a little rigidly. It seems that he has not adapted to the life under the spotlight. Indeed, he has been away from the camera for a long time. "

"Aplus announced a new program and a global tour plan for the second half of the year, but it also said it would attend the University of Chicago. His new spokesperson said that everything depends on aplus' physical recovery. Aplus believes in science and that his doctors, not himself or his business partners, have the final say. "

The next day, the boaster, wearing a rare Plaid suit, a top hat and a flowery whistle pocket towel, told the driver to turn off the radio, take a deep breath, and push the door to get out of the car.

"Is it really going to cost so much money to buy shares here? It's ten million dollars. "

His friend, fat man producer Dave hall, advised, "you can actually wait. There are not many potential buyers of aplus's shares."

"Russell Simmons, they're on the move, Dave. I have my own enemies in New York, my own war."

Bragging dad looked up at the headquarters of the inner city broadcasting company, ambitious, "aplus said first come, first served. I can't take risks without their cooperation."

After the death of 2pac, Drey and Snoopy dog may attract a lot of attention if they stay on the west coast to fight against each other. However, both of them are afraid of sugenet's revenge, and they all run away, causing the rap circle of the east coast gangsters to lose face and collapse.

Aplus was shot unconscious, and no one in the Midwest was qualified to fill his vacancy. His good brother biggie was shot and killed later, but his new professional and bad children's records sold well for biggie's commemorative album, and finally managed to resist the pressure by persuading jazzy, NAS and others.

Moreover, after the turmoil, the whole gangster rap circle's attention has been focused on the east coast, which is a good thing as well as a bad thing. Russell Simmons, a billionaire of defjam, has formed a new confrontation force with his former subordinates llcoolj and llcoolj's friends. The real bandit IRV Gaudi is now trying to win over new and old singers such as b-god and Wudang gang.Bragging dad decided to continue to climb, he must have new media power at a higher level, and maintain his hard won status as the king of rap in New York.

"Let's go up." He raised his chin to his white lawyer and accountant in the back of the car and walked firmly into the building.

He came to Neicheng broadcasting company to record many radio programs. He was familiar with his own way, but he never entered the other party's large conference room.

"Hey, brag dad, Dave."

In his early years, Pierre Sutton, chairman of the inner city who did not think highly of himself, was smiling. "After today, you are our largest individual shareholder. Are you ready?"

"And aplus?"

He took off his ruffian spirit and shook hands with the inner city people who thought highly of themselves, but had to face the ingratiating New York traditional media people. He was very happy in his heart, but he didn't see aplus himself.

"Wait a minute. He and the lawyer should be ready soon."

Pierre Sutton introduced the party to his seat.

"All right. Try this, the best Cuban. " Bragging father asked his younger brother to take out his cigar box and divide the cigarettes.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a woman's cough came from her ear. A beautiful white elite woman stood at the door and refused to come in. Her hands kept fanning in front of her nose, expressing her dissatisfaction with the people who were puffing in the conference room.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. flock."

Pierre Sutton pressed the cigar out. "You don't have to introduce it. You should all know it."

Bragging dad, remember this woman is like the governor's wife of Illinois? At the same time, aplus's lawyer also had to put out the cigar and get up to shake hands. "Mrs. flock, yo, aplus."

Song Ya follows Alicia with a smile, touching fists with each other.

"Sit down."

Song Ya walks to the opposite of boasting father and others. Pierre leaves the seat for himself, and is staggered by the stool leg.

"Be careful." Alicia held him by the elbow.

"I'm sorry, I'm not quite well."

Song ya, laughing, helped her open the chair and then sat down.

The millionaire in Illinois, even the governor's wife is willing to show such intimacy. Sure enough, there is still a big gap between himself and him

Seeing this scene of bragging, Dad secretly introspection, he must continue to accumulate strength, keep catching up.

"So let's start, eh..."

Alicia put her hair behind her ear in a good mood and took out the document from her briefcase. "Aplus transferred 15.6% of the shares of inner city broadcasting company, and 12.8% of the shares were given to Mr. Sean combs, and the price was set at 10 million yuan. Mr. Sean combs also obtained two directors of aplus Others were bought back by inner city broadcasting company, and aplus's Littman media obtained part of the equity of XXL magazine under the name of Neicheng broadcasting company. "

The three-party transaction is not complicated. After the completion of the transaction, song Ya's individual shareholding will be reduced to 10%, but he can still retain some influence beyond the share proportion. That is, Sloan, the two directors, hopes that Littman media will increase its influence on XXL magazine.

This price is very favorable. It also means that I have been struggling in the inner city for several years. From the perspective of investment, I definitely lost a lot. But there is no way. After these guys got the investment of clear media and joined the other party's advertising alliance, their income seems to have increased, but they still continue to play political fundraising. They are not satisfied with how much money they have.

I have struggled and tried to change it, but I haven't had any fundamental impact on them. It's still a bubble of rotten dirt.

Simply leave some influence, and then don't spend energy with them.

"No problem."

Bragging dad's professional staff nodded after checking the contract.

"Sign it." All the early communication has been completed, and song Adam signed.

Bragging dad here is much more dignified, the tip of the pen hanging on the top of the document hesitated for a while before signing.

"You all go out." Pierre Sutton and others dismissed the unimportant people after the deal was completed. "Bragging dad, according to our previous agreement, from today on, you should exert your influence in Harlem to help us keep the lease of Apollo Theater in the City Council of New York..."

"No problem." Puffy dad nodded. "I know what this theater means to us African musicians."

"That's good." So far, Pierre Sutton could only believe in the boaster.

What Manhattan Gang cares about is nothing more than those things. Sonya silently listens to Pierre and the new shareholders to explain what he used to annoy him.

"Aplus, my bad kids record at night? There's a celebration party. " Bragging dad asked, staring at the lawyer and putting away the contract.

"No, I have something else to do."

"Hey, don't be a wet blanket."

"Something really happened." Songya gets up and goes out with Alicia.

"Where are you going?"

"A place that means a lot to me." Song Ya turned around and winked at the people in the conference room.It really made sense. Old Mike quickly took him and Alicia to their destination.

"Don't you get off the bus?"

Alicia found out about him.

"Well."

He said yes, but he still sat in the car and looked up at the black building in front of him for a long time. Some things seemed to have passed for a long time. When he first entered the building, he didn't know that the struggle would be as fierce as later.

In his mind, he even recalled the scene of the day when he was shot, the scattered snowflakes, the Apocalypse music in his ear, the alarm sound of mawata, the sound of horse hooves, the sound of guns

And the face of Trevor, the thug who's been in the front and still hasn't been captured.

When he revisited the shooting hometown, he didn't have much feeling in his heart. Unexpectedly, in front of the headquarters building of Sony Columbia Records, he began to feel a lot.

He thought of Walter, his ex-wife Maria Kelly, David Cole and Roberto clevier. He also thought of the four restaurants he and they often went to after the recording, and what happened behind

And motura, of course.

“APLUS？” Alicia stepped out of the door with one foot, and turned back and urged.

"Here it is."

It's all over, and it's not really necessary to visit here in person. But people with a strong heart should go everywhere. It's the same here. Song Ya takes a deep breath and pushes open the door.

Most of the people who went in and out of the building were insiders. Soon, some people recognized him and more or less knew about his struggle with motura and his strange suicide by taking sleeping pills on the inauguration day of the commander. No one should have expected that he would come to the headquarters of his old boss. People's eyes showed a sense of surprise and a little awe, and subconsciously got out of the way But then he stopped and fixed his eyes to see what he was doing.

Song ya did not look at anyone, and followed Alicia up the stairs.

"Mr. aplus, Mr. President is waiting for you in the office."

The Secretary of crubin is at the door.

"OK."

Song Ya shakes hands with each other and goes into the hall. There is no change here, but not necessarily after this year. As one of the six largest companies, the management side of Polaroid just announced that it has the intention to resell. At present, most of the other five have ideas. Sony Columbia Records, as the number one in the industry, naturally has the advantage of acquisition.

With a firm step, he was led into the elevator.

Two middle-aged white executives are already in the car. Song Ya and their courtesy nod.

The other party's emotion was also very surprised at first, but soon showed a trace of resentment. The facial muscles of the two people trembled at the same time, and then silently turned to cover their heads.

Song Ya has a slight impression that these two guys used to be "people of motura".

For a long time, ah, it seems that after a lifetime, he didn't mean anything. These people hate themselves, but they have no threat to themselves.

He looked at Celine Dion's poster of the theme song of the ship in the car. With the Titanic fire, it's now all over the streets and video shops.

"Ding."

When the elevator reached a floor, two people went out, and more people came in. The staff holding the documents were just chatting with each other. When they saw themselves, they immediately shut up and walked in silently. There was always silence in the car.

"Here it is."

When we reached the top floor, the Secretary continued to lead the way.

"What?" Song Ya habitually went to the former president's office of motura, but saw the Secretary moving in another direction.

"Not here. The president's office has changed."

"Oh."

Song Ya took a deep look at the closed door. The name plate on the door was gone, and it seemed that it had not been opened for a long time.

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