When the flight landed in Zurich, Switzerland, Song Ya felt that the buzzing of the aircraft engine had been ringing in his ears, and his spirit was not on the same plane as the president of the Argentine Football Association and the first vice president of FIFA, Grondona, who was in his sixties.

"Looks like you need to get some rest, young man."

Grondona is the true king of Argentine football, a chaotic political scene that has remained the preserve for years, regardless of who is in power, and his people and family are quite corrupt.

Of course, no matter how greedy they are, that little money is no longer felt in Song Ya's eyes today.

Donovan and Hayden and the acting team were all with them, and William Morris's agency had already helped him to play the Latin football scene, so Grondona and others were very friendly, and the South American Football Confederation had announced that the Cup of Life and We Are One were selected for the 98 World Cup platter album even before departure, and they took the initiative to build momentum in advance with the attitude towards the theme song.

Anyway, they support Blatter to win as Aon, then FIFA is still in charge of their own affairs, and their decision is final, and they lose ...... If you lose, you will lose, and naturally everything will be suspended.

"Yes, Mr. Grondona." Song Ya

"This time it's thanks to Shakiraha."

After descending the stairs, Songya and Grondona parted ways and headed to Lausanne, where they would stay at the local Savoy Hotel in Zurich.

All the public relations activities have already been completed, and there is no need to think about it anymore, Songya and Shakira only have to stay in Zurich and wait for the voting results of the conference in Lausanne tomorrow, and after getting the news that Blatter will become the new president of FIFA, they will go to Lausanne to perform, or those two songs.

The Cup of Life is the Spanish theme song, We Are One is the English theme song, and the host France, they keep a French song.

Donovan was pleased with the high-profile reception he received in South America, and he thanked Shakira's agent, Estéphine, "Without her and you, APLUS wouldn't have squeezed out the Latino singer so easily." ”

"I'm red over there, okay?" Song Ya protested.

"Ai Se Eu Te Pego has been popular in South America since '95 or '96, and APLUS." Estéphine laughed.

"Hmph."

Song Ya took Shakira's hand and laughed, "Thank you then, Latin diva." ”

"Perfunctory." Shaki pulled the knife and snuggled sweetly into his arms, and then couldn't help but yawn.

"We're tired, let's go back to the hotel and rest." Hayden helped lead the way in front with Songya's coat.

Zurich is the headquarters of many multinational organizations, the atmosphere of star-chasing is not strong, there are only two or three kittens of fans who pick up the airport, all of them are Song Ya's, except for Spain and Portugal in Europe, Shakira is basically a transparent person at present.

Song Ya cheered up, politely and patiently met each fan's request for an autographed group photo, and then took a wilting ride to the hotel with Shakira.

Zurich is surrounded by mountains and rivers, Switzerland as a neutral country has not been affected by World War II, there are well-preserved ancient buildings, picturesque, and the streets are not as many billboards as in the United States, but Song Ya still saw 'Jack and Rose', and Celine Dion, some areas of Switzerland speak French, it seems that Celine Dion is quite well-known here.

"There's a show tomorrow."

Arriving at the Savoy Hotel in the Old Town, Donovan, Hayden, and Estéphine were a little worried about their current status, and all followed up on the suite's reminder.

"Let's get out...... Go out, we're going to take a nap. ”

Song Ya drove the three away, "sigh......" and then sighed pleasantly, suddenly picked up Shakira, and both fell on the bed.

The Latin girl was smiling happily and writhing in the crook of his arm.

"Don't move, you're tired." Song Ya said as she stared at her big sparkling eyes up close.

"Hmm." She obediently agreed, took the initiative to kiss it and stopped moving.

Then Song Ya went back, she came back, and the two of them were playing so warmly, and their eyelids drooped unconsciously.

"Sleep."

"Hmm."

About four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Hayden begged Old Michael to open the door.

He crept in and sighed slightly when he saw the couple in the bedroom hugging each other, "Boss? APLUS，APLUS？ ”

"What's wrong?" Song Ya, who was sleeping soundly, turned over in a daze and asked.

"Mr. Geffen told you to answer the phone."

"Hmm."

"Now."

"Now?"

"Yes."

Song Ya woke up a little and turned her head to look at Shakira, who was still asleep beside her, "Hmm...... You go out first. He got up lightly, took a thin quilt and put it over the girl, and finally closed the bedroom door gently before going out.

"Mr. Geffen?"

"Plans have changed again, can you come to Amsterdam early tonight? I've arrived. David Geffen said on the other end of the phone.

"But I'll ...... tomorrow"

David Geffen's tone was a little anxious, "It's not far, there are many flights, it only takes more than two hours on the road in total, if you miss it, you won't have a chance APLUS, little Bronfman may leave tomorrow to return to Mi!" ”

“……”

Song Ya thought about it, "Okay, I'll set off now, where can I see you?" ”

David Geffen gave the address of an estate on the outskirts of Amsterdam.

"It's a nuisance." Song Ya complained and returned the phone to Hayden, "You arrange the trip, I'll go sober up." He went to take a casual shower, looked in the mirror when he took care of his hair, except that his chin became a little sharper, as the doctor said, he was almost back to 80% of his peak state, the muscle lines were basically back, and the abdominal muscles were not obvious at present.

"Let's go, call Donovan, say hello to Estéphine, and ask him to explain to me when Shakira wakes up."

Shakira slept so deeply that Song Ya didn't wake her up.

So they returned to the airport, and the group hurried to Amsterdam Airport Schiphol in the Netherlands, fortunately they did not have to go into the city, and when they arrived at the address given by David Geffen, it took exactly three hours on the road, and it was already dark.

"I'm almost a trapeze."

He had no intention of admiring the famous spring scenery in the Netherlands, so he dragged his feet out of the car, "Why are you here?" He saw Sandy Gren, Mariah Carey's agent, at the door of this real European castle.

Sandy Glenn was waiting for him, "Ms. Kelly is there too, otherwise it would be difficult to rationalize your excuse for coming." ”

"Thank you." He and David Geffen are partners in same-sex fraternities and often help each other with this kind of favor, Song Ya complained, "But you should have told me in advance that you are secretly meeting your ex-wife behind your current girlfriend's back in Europe?" It's not good to pass it out. ”

"It's okay, the reporter here will not reveal the identity and itinerary of the guest, the estate belongs to a shareholder of Philips."

Sandy Glenn led the way with a smile, and the castle was also a pure old European pattern, with male waiters standing upright, and old European money who didn't know their faces shuttling through it, regardless of the age of men and women, but there were not many of them.

Song Ya touched his chest and chin, he wore a simple shirt and suit, he didn't prepare a delicate dress bow tie or anything, and he didn't have time to shave a little stubble, which seemed to be a little out of place with the atmosphere here.

He met the curious scrutinizing gazes of the old money, kept smiling and followed Donovan, Hayden, and Old Mike behind Sandy Gren, occasionally returning the salute to the man who raised his glass to him.

"Coming? APLUS, WAIT A MINUTE. ”

David Geffen was telling Mariah Carey something in the small hall, and when he saw him, he immediately asked Sandy Glen to stop Hayden and the others, and closed the door from the outside, "I've done the laying work, and I know what to say and what not to say later?" Six shots and five months ......"

The two billionaires need to be so careful about their lines before going to meet a rich third generation, Song Ya feels a little self-defeating, but given that everyone is looking at money...... Never mind.

"Of course, I know what to say."

"That's good."

"Mimi, thank you for running for me." Song Ya thanked his ex-wife.

The ex-wife wore a big V-neck evening dress today, maintaining her consistent exposed style after the divorce, and her hairstyle was changed to the same style as Jennifer Aniston, the currently very popular sweetheart of the United States.

In fact, her current sexy state of being a little fleshy is not bad, but she can't be fat, Song Ya thought to herself.

"Hmph." She took a sip of wine arrogantly, turned her head and deliberately didn't look at herself, "Don't shave your beard." She said.

"It's too rushed."

Song Ya opened her mouth and yawned again, "I haven't slept much in the past few days." ”

"Hehe, little Latin girlfriend?"

"Sit down. Sandy Glenn is going to find out what Bronfman Jr. is doing, and we're waiting here for news. David Geffen interrupted the two of them.

"Okay. Little Regar at home? Are you okay? ”

"Oh, isn't it?" The ex-wife has a posture of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and she uses phrases to talk about everything.

David Geffen didn't have much to talk about, he also flew from the United States not long ago, and the journey was tiring.

The three of them fell silent for a while, and the ex-wife didn't know how much she had drunk before she came, and her face was red, "Drink less." ”

"You have to take care of it!"

"He's free, come with me!" Sandy Glenn pushes open the door and reports.

"Hmm." David Geffen got up and walked outside, followed by his ex-wife in high heels.

"Mimi, you don't have to ......"

"me?"

Song Ya didn't do anything about her, she habitually reached out and pulled the fabric on her chest to make it more decent, and in exchange for a hard beating, her back sounded.

"David, APLUS! Ha, Ms. Kelly! Welcome! ”

Little Bronfman was chatting with two old white men of extraordinary grace, and he was even more drunk, and when he saw the group raise their glasses, they let loose and shout.

"Just call me Mimi." The ex-wife immediately turned into a courtesan, and took the initiative to hold the rich three generations in the past and clink glasses with him.

"Are you leaving Sony Columbia Records next year?" Bronfman Jr. was very helpful to ask.

"With this idea, will you take me in?" Mariah Carey pinched her delicate throat while looking defiantly over the other.

"Hahaha, of course, we need DIVA ...... around the world," Bronfman Jr. laughed, "I'll give you a very good price." ”

Song Ya's eyelids jumped when he heard this scene, his left hand was inserted into his pants pocket, and he stood straight in place.

Sandy Glenn knew the pair too well, and her heart was not good, so she quietly walked around behind the two and pulled Mariah Carey, and was exhaled by her hidden flick of her arms.

"APLUS has something to say." David Geffen felt it.

"Oh?"

Little Bronfman narrowed his drunken eyes and looked at himself.

"Well, Mr. Bronfman, I sincerely apologize to you."

The two white old men stood next to him with a smile and didn't mean to leave, Song Ya stubbornly said: "I realize that my behavior is very inappropriate, but it was my eagerness to resume my business, you should know that the whole process of me getting back the American music website is very difficult......"

"Emmm......" Bronfman Jr. was satisfied for the time being, and he brought the glass to his lips.

"Forgive him, for my sake." The ex-wife also helped beat the side drums.

Song Ya secretly gritted his teeth and pulled the corners of his mouth.

"Is there a problem on my side?"

Little Bronfman's arm was shaken by her, and he became more and more triumphant with drunkenness, "How do you want me to help you?" APLUS。 ”

"Again, the ban was suspended before the IPO of Littleman Media." Song Ya said bluntly word by word.

"Six shots and five months...... "Sandy Glenn ghostly floated behind him again, whispering in his ear.

Song Ya ignored him and met little Bronfman's gaze.

"That's the job of the RIAA." This attitude could not impress little Bronfman, and he shirked it in an official tone.

"Mr. Bronfman, that ban isn't good for everyone, is it?" Song Ya took a glass of champagne from the plate of the waiter passing by, "This is not a normal way of doing business, the ban involves not only American music websites, but also Internet giants such as Yahoo and AOL, the battlefield should be in the Digital Millennium Act, as long as the bill is passed......"

"Six Shots and Five Months ......"

He turned a deaf ear to Sandy Gren's reminder and continued to speak fluently: "When the bill is passed, it will naturally have relevant specific provisions on the original gray area of the law, and now this painless advertising ban has almost no positive effect except for cracking down on the IPO of Litman Media, and the stock prices of those Internet giants will be subject to some short-term fluctuations, but the capital market is finally waiting for the specific provisions of the bill to evaluate the future ...... of the Internet."

"Six shots for five months...... Never mind. Sandy Glenn saw the increasingly ugly faces of Bronfman Jr. and David Geffen, and had no choice but to give up.

"Very good, very good, you have a good business acumen, APLUS."

Little Bronfman made two false slap movements, and then turned his head to ask the two old men who were chatting before, "Where did we talk about just now?" ”

Song Ya didn't bother to give him face again, so he grabbed his ex-wife's arm and left without saying a word.

"Whew! You're hurting me! ”

Mariah Carey protested after being pulled away from Bronfman by him as a child, "Is there something wrong with you, scumbag?" ”

"You're disappointing me APLUS." David Geffen followed.

"I wasn't told in advance that I needed a woman to help with this." Song Ya's hand was like an iron tong to stop Mariah Carey from breaking free, and she didn't dare to move too much for the occasion.

"What childish machismo."

David Geffen didn't want to care, "Forget it, just be happy, Sandy, let's go." ”

"Let go!"

Song Ya didn't care about the two who left, and returned to the small hall before letting go of his ex-wife.

"I just wanted to help!" There was no one around, and she was so angry that she yelled loudly, "You didn't have a problem with Mr. Buffett last time?!" ”

"That's different! Mimi, you've always been like this, always have a knack for messing things up! Song Ya quarreled with her.

"Ha, I messed up, don't forget who transferred you from Chicago to Hopkins, you might still be dizzy without me!"

She returned fire while examining the flesh of her pinched red arm.

"I'm grateful to you, but this time it's not Mimi, Bronfman Jr. is not Buffett, it's not a nature!"

"Why?"

"Because...... Because I was angry with him when I saw you doing this! ”

Song Ya drank all the wine in the cup, "Damn it, I can't bear it, I want to vomit when I see that boy's face now, and you are still complaining to him in front of me!" ”

"You care about me!"

The two of them suddenly stopped talking, and the small hall suddenly fell silent.

Nalitman Media ......

"Whew......" Song Ya calmed down and sat down, supporting her knees with her elbows and brushing her hair.

"Forget it, I'm not good, I'm sorry."

Mariah Carey shivered for a while, saw him come over to apologize like this, and ran to get the wine after not getting the attention, and poured the wine for the empty wine glass of the little ex-husband.

"I told you to drink less!"

Song Ya pushed the wine bottle away from her hand, "As if this is not a word of concern!" ”

'Tom! The bottle slammed against the thick, fine carpet with a muffled sound.

Mariah Carey snorted, tears streaming down her face, "I just want to help......" she stood in place and cried aggrievedly, "I came all the way to help you, scumbag, showing affection everywhere with my new girlfriend, people are laughing at me, and the big ship theme song......"

"And mention this, it's not like I haven't created a chance for you! It's your own ......"

"Don't yell at me all the time."

"Do you know how much money I'll lose if I don't get that boy today!?"

"Ang Aung Ang...... You're making me cry again, no one has ever treated me like this in my life, and I've been so nice to him. ”

She broke down and cried.

"Because you're my nemesis, Mimi."

"Aung Aung Ang!"

"Cry a fart, you can hear it outside!" Song Ya dragged her into her arms and gagged her directly.

She immediately wrapped her arms around the man's neck and responded enthusiastically, as if nothing had happened just now.

After a long time, Song Ya walked out of the small hall with his hands still in his pockets and his neckline open.

The ex-wife pouted and was arrogant but obediently followed behind, pulling her hair left and right.

"APLUS, YOU CHOOSE IT YOURSELF."

Unfortunately, this time I met Bronfman Jr. head-on.

Song Ya was relieved, walked up to him, put his mouth close to his ear, and lowered his voice, "Go back and eat yourself!" ”

(End of chapter)