"rest assured."
"Then you come."
In the suburbs of Chicago, the necessary auxiliary facilities and the basic interior and exterior decoration of Xinhe Records headquarters have been completed. Linda and others will move in on a large scale next month. Some high-level executives are already designing their own office decorations.
However, due to drastic adjustments after Littman Media went public in April, the progress of this building was much slower than that of the next-door record. Song Ya stood in the empty attic lobby, observing the workers downstairs through the glass and marking the temporary parking spaces.
"..."
The bragging father came first, "Wow,..." He shook his head and said with emotion, "This is really praising, your kingdom? I like this place..."
"Thank you, it's a bit remote." Song Ya fisted him.
"You can see the tall antennas here from far away." Snoop Dogg went back to his former cowardly follower, but this time following a strange black man.
The former death row record was in chaos, Sugnett went to jail, the traitor Derry’s own label was in a terrible situation, and Snoop Dogg didn’t follow it. Instead, he signed to a former black basketball player and rapper. Boss Miller’s label is owned by EMI.
Boss Miller's stage name is very powerful on the streets of New Orleans in the south. He is a real bandit and can provide umbrellas for dogs locally.
So it was tantamount to swaying the old brother with a fake action again after urging Derry to turn back on himself but backing down. Now the relationship with Derry is also dead.
Uh, it doesn’t have to be over. Business is business, and it might get back together in the future.
Song Ya raised his eyebrows and found that he was a little bit of bragging daddy. This guy held Drey and Snoop Dogg, which is equivalent to hiding in the West Coast and having a lot of influence, plus he fell out with lover Will Smith. After Quincy Jones’s face, the two sides got closer and closer, not limited to the East Coast, he has become very well established in the entire black music community.
"TV station."
He fisted and hugged the dog, and then pointed to the headquarters building of the opposite record, "The party is ready over there, let's talk about things here first."
"Who else is here?" asked the first time attending the Chicago meeting.
"Meeting."
Song Ya replied, "They are all old people from the past, Derry, Escobe, my friend Huang Yuan from Miami, and New York..."
The dog shrank when hearing Derry's name.
"Aren't you coming?" the bragging father asked.
"This time I just want to squeeze Arthur's weekly champion." Song Ya did not hide his main purpose.
"To understanding."
For the time being, there were only these three people. The bodyguards and classmates stayed outside, and Song Ya chatted with them casually.
"You were shot here last year?"
"Yes, I didn't see the billboard below. It was a mound at the time."
"I heard the gunman used it."
"Yes, but it got stuck without two shots. Haha, do you believe it stuck?"
"Wow... you are really dead."
Bragging daddy and sighing again and again, with infinite admiration in their eyes, no matter how gangsters are, the black people on the "road" in the United States are not dissatisfied with themselves in this matter, and they have to go to Chicago.
"Ours may be able to hit."
The topic turns to those who have never dealt with before, bragging daddy joking.
"Are you still playing?" Song Ya was in awe. This guy is more than 30 years old and he used to play in the lower leagues.
"Don't listen to him, I participated in the Charlotte Hornets preseason game last year, but... the result was not very good. I plan to try again this year. For the last time, playing in the main game is my dream." laughed.
Being able to be considered in his thirties is already great. Song Ya punched him again, "Would you like me to say hello to my brother Jordan and let the Chicago Bulls try you next season?"
"really?"
Unexpectedly, he took the blowing seriously, his eyes brightened.
"No problem, wait for my message."
Song Ya regretted it a little, but fortunately Dre and Escobe came here at this time.
The scene was a bit embarrassing for a while, "Brother Derry." Snoop Dogg hurriedly stepped forward to hug guiltily, and the two seemed to have not seen each other for a while.
Derry obviously remembered his grudge and accepted the hug, but he didn't pat the opponent's back while standing.
The bragging father glanced at each other, lowered his head tacitly and smiled.
Today's Derui is a bad luck. The ambitious new label ran away, his savings were spent, his status was exhausted, and he was chased by the gang rap newcomers on the West Coast, and only one was left. Follower, still white.
"Brother Cooper."
As the host, Song Ya naturally wanted to give face to the guests, "Long time no see, Derui."
"Thank you for still inviting me."
Derry hugged him sincerely, more enthusiastic than dogs, and even choked up a bit, "It's not the right time for you to be shot, really."
"Haha."
Song Yale is now, and he might help him if he doesn't get shot, but that's his bad luck.
"Do you remember me a big star?" His white attendant suddenly spoke.
"you are?"
Of course Song Ya didn't remember, he didn't have any rules, and he stretched out his hand at random and touched the opponent lightly.
"Eminem, when we met, the stage name was Dow Factory Detroit? Do you remember it?"
This kid is impolite, dragging, and a face of undaunted scorn, a bit of the smell of the first time he debuted, "Eminem will post a new album soon." Derry hugged him and explained, "My banner Yes, we are now in Detroit most of the time."
Song Ya still didn’t think about it, he was always a rookie singer, yes~www.mtlnovel.com~ It seems that Derui liked him very much, and he chose to hold a male white rapper when he was excluded from the circle. The pressure would only increase. Big, of course, from another angle, it also shows that no black singer who has a good way and ability will mix with his **** anymore.
Bragging about the old man and continuing to smirk, Eminem lifted his chin to the two bosses unhappy.
The bragging father snorted lightly and chose not to be familiar with the little people.
"Boss, they are ready to party."
Linda came over to report.
"Let's go over."
The party is held in the record headquarters building with relatively complete equipment.
"Okay, let me introduce you to everyone."
The local tycoon Song Ya read the incision for the fifth time, "Welcome to the bragging daddy from New York, ..., Es Cube from Los Angeles, Huang Yuan from Miami, New Orleans and the dog, Dre and Amy from Detroit. Nam...".
Chicago 1990 Chapter 1160: ?Your uncle or your uncle
‘Big A is here! Hey, friends, have you bought the new APLUS order? That's great, CantHoldUs, no one can stop us. You may not know that just after he woke up last year, he was discouraged, depressed, did not see anyone and did not answer the phone... It was me who encouraged him, and I kept encouraging him in his ears. I said, brother, you M-FXXK must Cheer up, you are the best, as long as you come back and continue to make music, you will be the king of hip-hop...'
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