Shakira handed over a cocktail.
"You drink it, I won't drink it."
Song Ya hasn't recovered to the perfect state of twenty dollars, so Song Ya absolutely won't drink alcohol temporarily.
Shakira went back to the sofa and chatted with other people who were idle. They were young musicians of the same age, and soon got acquainted.
Song Ya's ears also automatically filter these noises.
"Very good, let's do it again."
"Do it again, this time little Beyoncé, you..."
"Emily, why does this part of your turn make me feel weird every time?"
"Get up and sing!"
This is a saliva song that integrates pop style. The singers are very perceptive. Beyoncé and the others should have practiced for a long time after they got the song. After Song Ya's high-intensity adjustment more than an hour later, the effect is already very satisfactory. I spent most of the rest of the time training Emily, who was relatively slow.
"Rest awhile?"
Linda saw little Emily's mouth curled up, and she wanted to cry or not, so she came to relieve her, "The person you want to interview has arrived."
"OK."
Song Ya glared at Little Emily and agreed.
Linda fancy and accompanied the EnVogue group through the first half of the 1990s as a producer with such qualifications. Even in the New York music circle, it is difficult to find a leak, and Song Ya is more satisfied that the other party does not mix on the street. A middle-aged black man with a traditional style.
The executive vice president and music director of APLUS’s record label is naturally more willing. When he came to seek a job, he also brought Song Ya’s “old friend”, the retired former colleague, Atlantic Records executive Stie Wen helped with the guarantee.
"Wow, wow, wow..."
Steven looked at Song Ya and praised again and again, "Remember when you went to Atlantic Records for an interview in 1990, APLUS, at that time, if we signed you Hoho, I don't know what it is like now. It will be more than seven years in a flash. ..."
Wasn't you the one who raised my nose and eyes at me? Song Ya still remembered that the old man thought he was a mixed race at the time, "Yes, Steven for seven years."
"When I first saw you, I vaguely knew that you would have today, APLUS." The old man said again.
"Haha..."
Song Ya smiled and happily reached out to the future Executive Vice President and Music Director of Metropolis Records. "This position is yours. You can move into this office. I won't stay here most of the time. Of course, I I don’t like being concealed...You are only responsible for most of the daily affairs. All major decisions must be signed and approved by me. These will be written into the contract in detail."
"No problem, thank you Mr. APLUS." The other party quickly promised.
"Do you know how to deal with street rappers like Jazzy?" Song Ya asked.
"Of course, he has a bit of prestige in New York, and Jazzy respects him very much." Steven replied with help.
"OK, then I'm fine."
The manager was settled by three, five and two. Song Ya went back to work. At noon, Jazzy had already organized the party. Some guests, such as NAS, FoxyBrown and other New York singers, all arrived.
"Why are you playing Beef with Lil Kim recently?"
Song Ya asked FoxyBrown with a small one-off dinner tray, "I remember you two are not classmates? The relationship was still very good before."
"The bitch..."
FoxyBrown is still the old school **** the street, so he opened his mouth and said a lot of bad things about Li Erjin.
"Papa Bragging now needs the help and endorsement of Biggie's widow Feith Evans, so Lil King has been squeezed out of Bad Boy Record..."
NAS attached an ear to explain that whether it is a new solo album or the release of a commemorative album for Biggie who died in Los Angeles, the bragging father used Feith Evans. He also needs Feith Evans to help win Biggie fans, so as Biggie The junior, former Biggie's portfolio; .. A. member Lier King's fate is naturally not good, and has already signed another New York label.
So now the stable alliance formed by bragging daddy, Jazzy, NAS and others to dominate New York, in addition to DISS local competitors such as B-GOD and Wudang Gang, also needs to suppress Lil King to please Faith Evans.
And a bunch of male chauvinist gangster male singers are inconvenient to directly compete with Lier King. As a female rap singer who also has a platinum record record, this important task naturally falls on FoxyBrown.
Except for the arrogance, FoxyBrown himself should have no deep hatred with Li Erjin, a little suspected of being a gunman.
Song Ya observed FoxyBrown, who was proud and swearing, and seemed to be happy because he had the upper hand over his former girlfriends, but he didn't say anything. He was too lazy to mix things up, and was too lazy to persuade him.
"APLUS, something...is it convenient now?"
Damon Dash came over and offered to talk alone.
"come on."
Song Ya readily led him into the president's office.
"It's still the issue of wine. Did you know that A+ Liquor Industry gave all the long-term marketing contracts to Seagram?" Damon Dash asked.
"I know, I haven't asked about it yet." Song Ya replied lightly.
"Hey, APLUS, I warned you a long time ago, those old-fashioned people from Seagram can't do this business at all!"
Damon Dash immediately complained loudly. He did have the foresight in this matter, "Our Grey Goose vodka is now just a popular product that appears on the supermarket wine rack. It is not cool at all!"
"The output of Huaguo is getting higher and higher, and the boutique route could not go on."
Song Ya smiled. He hasn't seen Riise, who manages the A+ wine business, and the two veterans who dug from Seagram, but after waking up, he can generally grasp the business situation, "After all, he can't be a Frenchman."
Continue to fight with competitor Tricolor Vodka, it is estimated that they will lose in the end. They simply sell the goods directly. Song Ya thinks that this decision of Riise and others is not wrong. The mistake is that they took advantage of their coma to use their sales channels. Signed to Seagram, still a long-term contract.
"No, no, you are wrong. I don't think we can do it." Damon Dash shook his head. "At least not in New York. It's still too late. You make me responsible. I can do it."
Song Ya didn't want to be taught by him, although it was his idea to enter the wine business at the beginning, "Don't worry about this Dame anymore, I will deal with A+ wine business later, wait for the news."
"But we negotiated before, and I am responsible for the New York market." Damon Dash was not smart at all on this matter, and continued to chatter endlessly.
"Then they have all signed to Seagram, what can I do? I was unconscious at the time! I am not a god!"
Annoying personally, Song Ya waved his hand impatiently, "Well, let's go out, Dame, I don't want to talk about these little things today."
"It's a small thing to you but not to me!"
Damon Dash got up angrily and left.
"What's wrong with him?" Shakira came in and asked.
"who cares."
With such a big business, I always take care of these people’s emotions and don’t want to do anything else every day. Song Ya pulled the Latin girl into his arms, "Wow, full of alcohol, have you drunk a lot?"
"Well……"
"OK, it's almost done. Keep the master tape."
In the afternoon, Song Ya pushed the door out of the recording studio, only to find that there were more people in Metropolis Records. The top figures in the New York hip-hop circle with good relations have basically arrived. The focus and central character of the audience is definitely the bragging father. Sitting on the sofa outside with a big face, the bodyguards scattered around the party on guard.
"If he wants our support, he must first prove to me that he is Sugonite's enemy, OK? I want to see the action, otherwise I won't praise him."