On August 8th, in Highland Park, Song Ya murmured while facing the mirror, preparing for the opening ceremony of the Bronfman Symphony Center today, slightly sour.
The tailor laughed with him, put his satin girdle in place, and then helped put on the gown.
"Very good, great." Shakira in a long skirt commented.
"Then let's go, it's late."
Song Ya smoothed the pocket square, then the gentleman raised his elbow and let her put it on.
The two went to the lobby. Temporary assistant Melissa, agent Hayden, A+ Records President Linda, Litman Media CEO Ms. Sloan, Old Mike and others were all watching TV intently. A street in the CUU news screen As the smoke billowed, reporters were anxiously reporting casualties. “The latest information we have is that at least a dozen Americans and hundreds of locals have died, and thousands have been injured...”
Yesterday, the US embassy in Tanzania and Kenya suffered a car bomb attack. The scene was very tragic. The terrorists played a big game again this time. Most of the dead were local innocent citizens.
"The Arkansas Commander has postponed the Lewinsky hearing to the 17th. Today, all parts of the country are stepping up defenses. Governor Peter Flock also canceled the plan to attend the ceremony, but he will send people to strengthen the security near the Symphony Center."
Sloan said.
"Who did it?" Regrettably, I originally wanted to say that I can still see the good show of eating melons that the Supreme Commander Congress testified today, Song Ya asked.
"It is claimed by a terrorist organization in the Middle East, but it is still uncertain."
"Let's go, go and come back quickly." Hayden suggested.
It won my heart. Today is the show of the Bronfman family. I just can't refuse the warm invitation of the Chicago classical music circle and Barenboi. I just have to show my face and complete the task. I don't want to stay for a second.
"Ok."
Just leave, Song Ya stepped out and got into the car with a group of people.
Although sporadic terrorist attacks in the 1990s were almost unbroken, such as the World Trade Center bombing in 1993, the terrorist incident in Africa still shocked the United States. The two embassies were attacked at the same time. In an uproar, even the raging Lewinsky case can be temporarily put down.
"The Governor is showing up again." Sloan spit out while listening to Peter Flock's public speech on the car radio.
Whenever this happens, Peter, who is a prosecutor and whose main political opinion is to crack down on violence, will always harvest a wave of approval ratings. He is admonishing the public to reduce going out and try not to go to crowded public places. The main government here in Chicago. Police with live ammunition have been deployed near offices, public facilities and skyscrapers.
However, Africa is too far away after all, and there are still many pedestrians on the streets, and most of them are not taken seriously.
Compared to Washington and New York, Middle Easterners generally have no interest in Chicago. There are enough local shootings, which are obviously more threatening, so it is more practical to go to neighborhoods with poor security. Downtown areas like Michigan Avenue are still very safe. of.
"Daniel..." Hayden report in charge of mobile phones.
"call!"
Here comes again, Song Ya exhaled helplessly, took the phone, "Hey, Daniel."
"It's done! We won Lengshan!"
Hearing Daniel's excitement, I knew it was done, "The Grove Press chose our APLUS!"
"They made some other conditions..." Yeremov interjected beside him.
"Let's go to Chicago and try to sign it today!" This time, Daniel didn't get any more wordy, and dropped his sentence and hung up.
Soon Xue Linfen called again, "Let's fly over here, can we?" She asked. I can be a producer again, and it’s a highly anticipated best-selling adaptation of a masterpiece, I am naturally happy, "There is a touchstone person, the original author Charles Fraser..."
"alright."
Seeing that Old Mike drove the car outside the original Chicago Symphony Center, "I'll talk about it later."
"Yeah! Thanks for Hada Ling!"
The phone was returned to Hayden. After the old Mike confirmed his safety, Song Ya got off the car and walked quickly into the rejuvenated red door with Shakira in his arms.
The exterior wall of this old Georgian building in 1904 has undergone repairs and modernization. Generally speaking, there is no major change, except that the old-fashioned glass windows have been replaced with the styles commonly used in new skyscrapers, and they look beautiful in the sun. In blue, the words of the original Chicago Symphony Center above the door were concealed by the ribbons prepared for the next ribbon-cutting unveiling, and the shape of the Bronfman family should be underneath.
Song Ya raised his head and glanced, curling his mouth to pass through the security lines set up by a large number of police officers, which is not good on the side of the road where cars go.
"Wow……"
Inside, the shotgun has been replaced. With a newly renovated, classical and modern public corridor, the new open space hall full of art is eight stories high, with a great sense of design and magnificent beauty.
"I heard that I can get a lot of architectural awards." Linda explained afterwards.
It's really good. Even the air-conditioning is much better than before. The ceremony hasn't started yet. People in costumes are waiting in the hall, "Mr. Mayor, Mrs. Mayor."
Song Ya saw Chicago Mayor Little Daly at a glance, leading Shakira to greet him.
"I know what happened in Africa yesterday, so today's ribbon-cutting ceremony will take a little shorter." Little Daly shook his hand.
If the relationship is good, it will be more convenient to slip the account. Anyway, it's fine with me, Song Ya thought.
Little Daly is discussing security work with the sheriff of the nearby police station. After the greeting, it will be inconvenient to interrupt. Little Bronfman shouldn’t arrive. There are many senior executives in the Seagram wine industry and his two younger sisters in the hall. The two women were enthusiastically introducing to others a leader of the religion they had brought, and Song Ya quietly walked around.
Of course, he can’t keep a low profile. There are many acquaintances in the hall. Those who don’t know will also pay attention and take the initiative to communicate. The manager of the symphony center, the chief violinist and musician who have worked with him, and some upper-class donors, such as Tao The vice president and old Barn, politicians, such as the Michels.
The Donkey Party whip Underwood and other federal politicians did not come. In Washington, the backstage game that was supposed to testify in the Lewinsky case was rushing, but now it's time to catch up with the embassy bombing, and there is no time to do it again.
Speaking of Old Baen, he and his faithful also rehearsed Babayetu after he was shot into a coma. He heard that he often performed on various religious occasions, and he didn’t even say thank you...
"Haha, boy!"
Dow's vice president maintained his consistent enthusiasm, "God bless! It is great that you are safe and sound."
"Yes, thank God."
Song Ya took the champagne glass he handed over, and then introduced Shakira, Linda, Sloan, Hayden, Melissa and others, and then came to court with his various friends.
While chatting, he met old Barn who was not far away. The old man raised his wine glass and gave a smile on his own initiative. Song Ya greeted him. There was no conversation but the previous holiday was taken away.
"Hi...APLUS, Shakira."
As soon as I heard the timid voice behind, I knew that Rashida had appeared again. Song Ya turned around. This time she came with Quincy Jones, cleverly holding Dad’s arm, on the other side of Quincy Jones. His arm was held by his lover Natasha Kinsky.
The two women are dressed like ladies, evening gowns, handbags and jewelry, and the scenery is pleasant.
Keke, speaking of these two...