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"I don't have time to get these." Sloan didn't want to worry about it.
"Uh……"
She really didn't have the energy, Song Ya pressed the phone and asked the secretary outside, "Is Mr. Axelrod here?" She began to shake her new public relations consultant.
"No, there is still half an hour before the agreed time." The secretary replied.
"Ok, let me know when someone else arrives."
"Yes, oh yes, your agent, Mr. Hayden, wants me to tell you to remember to watch the news." said the secretary.
"What news?"
"Jordan just announced his second retirement."
"Wtf! Again!?"
Song Ya felt like he was hit by the plastic brother again, "That guy m-fxxk stared at me when something happened, right?"
He turned on the TV angrily, and sure enough, Jordan, wearing a black suit, sat behind the press conference desk with a heavy face and announced the news of his retirement to the reporters.
Really retired, "Isn't the NBA labor dispute just reached an agreement on the 6th, is the rematch soon?" He clasped his head and scolded angrily: "This guy has no credibility. Don't make a comeback when you have the kind!"
The other two people present didn't pay much attention to sports news, but Cochrane still understood the black lights and said, "Is he coming back? He is thirty-five or six years old, right?"
"Oh, it seems that the headline is not you." Sloan was curious.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 1280: Star game
"Sorry APLUS, I decided long ago, but the announcement of retirement involves too many people and things, so I didn't notify you in advance."
Jordan asked on the phone: "You and your ex-wife will come on the 23rd of this month, right?"
He will hold his second retirement ceremony on January 23, which is also the back number of the jersey. There will be a charity star game in front of him, and friends will be invited to participate.
"No problem, it's all brothers. We have set a schedule for you."
No wonder the appointment schedule came before, so what else? Song Ya agreed, "Do you want us to sing?"
"Uh... let the agents talk about the details. Then I will talk about APLUS, I have too many things."
"K."
Song Ya hung up and cursed, "Damn it, he's robbed him of all the limelight."
The news is all about Jordan's retirement.
"He is at odds with Bulls manager Klaus, and coach Phil Jackson has left Los Angeles again. This year is a shrinking season after labor disputes. Other strong teams can't afford and don't want to pay his high annual salary."
Hayden who rushed over: "The weak team probably wouldn't want to go. He is 36 years old. Retiring is a sensible choice. Two and three consecutive championships in his career have been completed."
"Say hello to Al and the helper singers. ReeberheNae will definitely be indispensable." It's okay. There must be a lot of enthusiasm for singing at his retirement ceremony, not too much.
"Uh, his agent David Falk didn't mention your singing. He only arranged to sing a song live, your ex-wife's Her. I asked you to participate in the star game to make your debut." Hayden.
"Playing?"
"Yes, play, boss, you'd better seize the time to practice, don't make a fool of yourself on the court at that time, there will be professional superstars participating in the star game." Hayden: "Of course I will discuss with David Falk and let you be right. One of the other stars who came to guest appearances is likely to be R Kelly."
"Ha ha……"
R Kelly is about 1.85 meters? The physique is far inferior to herself, Song Ya sneered, not paying attention to it at all.
Wait, wait, I remember when Jordan asked his ex-wife to sing Her during the intermission when he came back for the first time, and now...I can't forget, this guy wouldn't want to... Damn!
Hum, "ii, will you agree to Jordan's invitation?" He called his ex-wife.
"Of course! Sandy is a very good opportunity for exposure, uh uh uh..."
Mariah Carey groaned on the other side of the phone, "Ah!" and whispered.
"What are you... doing?" Song Ya sniffed and asked humblely: "Who is by your side?"
"It's all your fault! Why don't you need to dance at the Louvre V!?" She suddenly turned annoyed, and a woman's laughter was heard beside her, very familiar, like the choreographer Anne Fletcher.
"Oh, dancing..." Song Ya breathed a sigh of relief, his heart frightened me, "I practiced my dance skills early, and you can't keep up with the dance."
"whispering sound!"
"Is Annie by your side? Let her listen to the phone?"
"Oh."
The phone was transferred to Anne Fletcher, "APLUS."
"How did ii practice? Will it meet expectations before going to Paris in March?" Song Ya asked.
"It's a bit difficult, the flexibility of her body is no longer saved."
Anne Fletcher was telling the truth, pressing her knees on Mariah Carey's calf while applying force, "Oh! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Song Ya suddenly heard the ex-wife yelling over there.
"K, then you continue, I won't bother." Gloating for misfortune.
"Wait, APLUS, Ms. Kelly is going to Chicago to perform on the 23rd, right?" Anne Fletcher asked.
"Yes it is."
"I think it's better to go to Chicago Confluence first and let Ms. Kelly practice there? The dance group is more convenient there. I like the big practice room of A+ Records." Anne Fletcher suggested.
"Uh, uh...ii would you like it?"
Then time management will go wrong, Halle has finished filming the movie Miracle, and is coming to Chicago too.
"APLUS asks if you want to." Anne Fletcher asked Mariah Carey on the spot.
"Humph." She pursed her mouth noncommittal, that was willing.
"Okay, it just so happens that I miss Leijia too." Song Ya agreed, and quietly coordinated without mentioning it.
Annie Fletcher hung up and handed the phone to the assistant. The actual reason was that she couldn't figure out the DIVA in front of her, so she could only ask her ex-husband for help. APLUS should be able to manage it.
"Hmm..."
Mariah Carey was sitting on the exercise mat in the dance studio, her legs separated, and she was still 180 degrees away from the professional dancer's split, but she was already grinning that she couldn't stand it. Anne Fletcher and her assistant pressed one. , Mandatory help with Lajin.
"That's it." Mariah Carey.
"The warm-up exercise must be in place, otherwise wait for you and the possible strain II." Anne Fletcher coaxed.
"It hurts too much, forget it, I'll make it up next time."
"No way."
"Huh!?" In an instant, DIVA's eyebrows stood upright and began to lose his temper. After trying to break free with his legs for a few unsuccessful attempts, he simply lay down on the floor and refused to give in. "That's it! Mine!"
"Alright alright."
Anne Fletcher looked at her agent, Sandy Glen. Sandy Glen watched with a smile. She didn't want to join in persuading. Anne Fletcher sighed, and had to give her assistant a look and let them go. suppress.
"Huh!" She was happy, stretched out her hand, and the female assistant came over to help her, "Humph."