"APLUS, what made you decide to invest in Big Ship? At that time, Cameron's project was very unpopular, right? ”

"Because he's James Cameron."

"Haha! But he told the media that he never communicated with you about the Titanic. ”

"Uh......"

Soon, Song Ya appeared on David Letterman's talk show, and in the face of the other party's small ambush that was not too malicious, he grinned, "I trust him, he is one of the greatest film directors in the world." I also love the legend of the Titanic, I read about it in the library a long time ago, and I also watched some movies and documentaries in the early years, and when I learned that Director Cameron copied the big ship one by one, I felt that my blood was boiling...... Then I heard that the big ship was now short of money and that the project might be interrupted, and a voice immediately in my head said: Okay then! I've got the money, and you've got it done! ”

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

"I don't know."

The two laughed together, "I watched a short sample before throwing money in. Song Ya replied: "The kind with goofs is very rough, but I still decided to vote." ”

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

David Lightman didn't dig any deeper, and got back to the point, "Thank you for giving me the first show after your comeback." ”

The two laughed again.

"So, your seven-minute radio version of Can't Hold Us is the first single on the new album?"

"I haven't made a final decision yet, and at the moment I'm leaning towards compressing it to a normal length of four minutes, and I'm still making a trade-off."

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

The audience cheered and cheered.

"No, I'm sorry, no......" Song Ya spread her hands and apologized to the camera and the audience with a wry smile, "You know, David, I've been in a coma for five months, and recovery will be a long process." Even though I lost my crutches not long ago, my doctor still didn't recommend me to do strenuous exercises like dancing. ”

"No dancing, everybody is looking forward to hearing your live, isn't it? It's been a long time since you've sung on a show. ”

David Lightman gestured as he removed the microphone from the table and handed it over.

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

"That's a shame."

"yes......"

"Let's talk about the rest, you were accepted to the University of Chicago Law School, right?"

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

"Wow......"

The two chatted like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, David Lightman didn't touch on any sensitive topics, and the effect of the show was naturally a bit bland and boring, and finally ended in his concern and condolences for his body.

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

APLUS HAS LOST WEIGHT, HE IS NO LONGER AS ENERGETIC AS HE USED TO BE, AND WHEN HE LAUGHS, IT IS EASY TO FIND A FAINT SADNESS IN HIS FACIAL EXPRESSIONS, HE WALKS SLOWLY, AND HIS DEMEANOR IS A LITTLE RESTRAINED, AS IF HE IS NOT WELL ADAPTED TO LIFE IN THE SPOTLIGHT. Indeed, speaking of which, he has been away from the camera for a long time. ’

There seems to be a bit of a contradiction between APLUS's announcement of a new album and plans for a global tour in the second half of the year, but also claims to be attending the University of Chicago. His new spokesperson said it all depends on APLUS's recovery, which believes in science and that his doctors, not himself or his business partners, have the final say. ’

The next day, the braggart dad in a precious checked suit, a top hat, and a fancy pocket towel pinned to his chest asked the driver to turn off the radio, take a deep breath, push the door and get out of the car.

"Is it really going to cost so much money to buy a stake here? That's 10 million dollars. ”

His friend, Dave Hall, the big fat producer, advised: "You can actually wait, there are few potential buyers for APLUS's shares." ”

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

Daddy Boast looked up at the headquarters building of the Inner City Broadcasting Company, ambitious, "APLUS says it's first-come, first-served, and I can't take any risks if I don't work with them." ”

After the death of 2PAC, Dre and Snoop Dogg, the two cowards may attract a lot of attention if they stay on the West Coast and engage in infighting, but they are afraid of Sugnat's revenge, so they all run away, causing the East Coast gang rap circle to lose face and collapse.

APLUS was shot unconscious, and no one in the Midwest was qualified to fill his empty spot. His good brother Biggie was also shot and killed later, but his new album and Bad Boy Records were a big hit for Biggie's commemorative album, and then Jazzy, NAS and others finally withstood the pressure.

And after the turmoil, the attention of the entire gang rap circle is focused on the East Coast, which is both a good thing and a bad thing, Russell Simmons, a billionaire in the Def Jam department, united with his old subordinates LL Cool J and LL Cool J's friends, the real bandit Irv Gotti has formed a new confrontation force, and is currently trying to win over new and old singers such as B-GOD and Wudang Gang.

Daddy Bull decided to move up the ladder and must have new media power at a higher level to maintain his hard-earned status as the king of New York rap.

"Let's go up." He lifted his chin as he walked into the building with a firm step, the white lawyer and accountant behind him.

He has come to the inner city radio company to record many radio programs, and he is familiar with the road, but he has never walked into the other party's large conference room.

"Hey, braggart daddy, Dave."

In the early years, Pierre Sutton, the chairman of the inner city, who didn't look up to him very much, smiled all over his face, "After today, you will be our largest individual shareholder, are you ready?" ”

"What about APLUS?"

He put away his ruffian, dragged and shook hands with the traditional media people in New York who thought of themselves very highly, but had to show their flattery, and his heart was broken, but unfortunately he didn't see APLUS himself.

"He's preparing documents with the lawyer, please take a seat first, it should be soon, let's wait."

Pierre Sutton ushered the group into their seats.

"Okay. Try this, good Cuban goods. The braggart dad asked the younger brother to take out the cigar box and share the cigarettes.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a woman's cough was heard in her ears, and a beautiful white elite woman stood at the door and refused to come in, her hand kept fanning her nose to express her dissatisfaction with the people in the conference room.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Flock."

Pierre Sutton extinguished his cigar, "No need to introduce it, you should know it all." ”

Bragging dad remembers that this woman seems to be the wife of the governor of Illinois? At the same time, he was also a lawyer for APLUS, so he had to extinguish the cigar and get up to shake hands, "Mrs. Flock, Yo, APLUS." ”

Song Ya followed behind Alicia with a grin, exchanging fists with the other party.

"Sit down."

Song Ya walked to the opposite side of the braggart dad and the others, and the seat left by Pierre was accidentally mixed by the stool leg and stumbled.

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

"Sorry, I'm not quite well."

Song Ya smiled and helped her pull out the chair before sitting down herself.

The billionaire of Illinois, even the governor's wife is willing to behave so closely, and sure enough, the gap between himself and him is still very big......

Seeing this scene, the braggart father secretly reflected that he must continue to accumulate strength and keep catching up.

"So let's get started, uh......"

Alicia was in a good mood and pushed her hair behind her ears and took out the documents from her briefcase, "APLUS transferred 15.6% of the shares of the Inner City Broadcasting Company, and 12.8% to Mr. Sean Combs personally for 10 million, and Mr. Sean Combs also obtained two directors that originally belonged to APLUS...... The rest was bought back by the Inner City Broadcasting Company, and APLUS's Litman Media acquired a partial stake in the XXL magazine owned by the Inner City Broadcasting Company. ”

The three-way deal is not complicated, and after completion, Song Ya's personal shareholding will be reduced to 10 percent, but he will still retain some influence in his hands, that is, two directors, and Sloan's goal of hoping that Littleman Media will increase its influence on XXL magazine has also been achieved.

This price is very favorable, and it also means that after a few years of tossing in the inner city, I have definitely lost a lot from an investment point of view. But there is no way, these guys seem to have increased their income after getting the investment of Clear Media and joining the other party's advertising network, but they still continue to play the political commission set, and they can't fill the amount of money.

I have struggled and tried to change, but I have not been able to have any fundamental impact on them, and I am still a mess.

simply leave some influence, and don't spend energy playing with them in the future.

"No problem."

The professionals on Daddy's side nodded after inspecting the contract.

"Let's sign it." All the preliminary communication has been completed, and Song Adam immediately signed it.

The braggart daddy was much more dignified, and the tip of the pen hung above the document and hesitated for a while before he began to sign.

"Let's all get out." Pierre Sutton and the others sent away the irrelevant people after the deal was completed, "Braggart Daddy, according to our previous agreement, from today onwards you are going to use your influence in Harlem to help us keep the lease of the Apollo Theater in the New York City Council......"

"No problem." Daddy nodded, "I know what this theater means to us African-American musicians." ”

"That's good." At this point, Pierre Sutton can only believe in braggart daddy.

The Manhattan Gang cared about nothing more than those few things, and Song Ya silently listened to Pierre and the new shareholders explain all the things they used to annoy themselves.

"APLUS, COME TO MY BAD BOY RECORD AT NIGHT? There are celebration parties. Daddy asked as he stared at the lawyer and put away the contract.

"No, I'll have something to do right away."

"Hey, don't spoil the fun."

"There's really something." Song Ya got up and went out with Alicia.

"Where are you going?"

"A place that means something to me." Song Ya turned around and winked at the people in the conference room.

It really makes sense, and Old Mac quickly takes him and Alicia to their destination.

"Won't you get out of the car?"

Alicia noticed something strange about him.

"Hmm."

He said yes, but he still sat in the car, looking up at the black building in front of him for a long time, something seemed to have passed a long, long time, and when he first entered this building, he had no idea that the struggle would be as fierce as it would be.

In his mind, he even remembered the day he was shot, the scattered snowflakes, the music of the apocalypse in his ears, the sound of alarms in Mawota, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of gunshots......

and the face of the thug Trevor who rushed to the front and has not been caught until now.

When he revisited the place where the shooting was held, he didn't feel much in his heart, but he didn't expect that here, in front of the headquarters building of Sony Columbia Records, he began to feel a lot of emotion.

He thought of Walt, who took him in at the time, as well as his ex-wife Mariah Carey, David Cole, and Roberto Clevell, and thought of the restaurants he and the four of them often ate at after the recording......

And, of course, the Motula.

“APLUS？” Alicia stepped out of the car with one foot and turned back to urge.

"Here we are."

Everything has passed, and it is not really necessary to run here in person, but people with a really strong heart should go anywhere in the world, and it is the same here, Song Ya took a deep breath and pushed the car door.

Basically people who entered and exited the building were insiders, and soon some people recognized him, and they more or less knew about his struggle with Motura and Motula's suicide by swallowing sleeping pills on the day of the inauguration of the Grand Commander, no one expected that he would come to the headquarters of his old employer, and people's eyes showed surprise and a little awe, and they subconsciously got out of the way, but immediately stopped, staring at each other, wanting to see what he was going to do.

Song Ya didn't make eye contact with anyone, and followed Alicia up the stairs.

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

Rick Rubin's secretary greeted him at the door.

"Okay."

Song Ya shook hands with the other party and walked into the hall, there is no change here and before, but not necessarily after this year, the same as one of the six major Polygram behind the capital has just been rumored to have the intention to resell, at present, the other five have ideas, Sony Columbia Records, as the current industry first, naturally has a dominant position in the acquisition.

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

The two middle-aged white executives were already in the car, and Song Ya nodded politely with them.

The other party's emotions were also surprised at first, but soon revealed a trace of resentment, and the facial muscles of the two shook together, and then silently turned their heads to hide it.

Song Ya had a slight impression that these two guys used to seem to be 'Motura people'.

It's a long memory, it's like a lifetime, he didn't say anything, these people hate themselves, but there is no threat to themselves.

He looked at the poster of Celine Dion's big ship theme song in the car, with the fire of the Titanic, it is now everywhere on the street outside and in the video store.

'Ding. ’

The elevator reached a floor, the two walked out, and more people came in, and the staff holding the documents were still chatting about it, and when they saw themselves, they immediately stopped talking, and walked in silently to stand, and there was always silence in the car.

"Here we are."

When we reached the top floor, the people were already empty, and the secretary continued to lead the way.

"How?" Song Ya habitually walked to Motula's former president's office, only to see the secretary go in the other direction.

"It's not here, the president's office has changed places."

"Oh."

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