"Ms. Kelly! Ms. Kelly! Mr. President has no time..."
At this time, as the assistant outside the door stopped people and failed, ‘Boom! The office door was pushed open by DIVA, Mariah Carey rushed in with a pouting mouth, "Rick! The three-year contract is coming soon, what!? Are you not going to renew the contract with me?"
"Your price is too high, Mimi." Riclubin's head hurt even more.
"Hmph, I'm willing to sign a long-term contract, as long as the signing fee is 100 million." Mariah Carey put her hands on the boss's table strongly, and her head pressed closer.
"My eldest lady, the situation in the recording industry...who can afford your 100 million!"
Riclubin was helpless and shrank in his chair aggrievedly.
"We are willing to use some contract techniques, such as signing a gambling clause. Sony Columbia Records can't actually spend that much, just to go out for the news."
Sandy Glenn, her agent who followed Mariah Carey in, added.
"That won't work either. I will be fired immediately after I sign."
Riclubin knew that the other party just wanted to renew the contract with Whitney Houston for 100 million yuan, but he still couldn't and couldn't satisfy him, "Friends are friends, business is business Mimi..."
"Rick, you're still my best man at the wedding, can you help. Huh?" Mariah Carey looked at the hard things and started to use soft ones to launch an emotional offensive.
"Don't worry about renewing the contract first, there is still time, I am very busy now..."
Riclubin was swayed by her arms, and his upper body swayed like a candle in the wind, "No way, no way, really no way."
"Huh! I'm so angry!"
In order to renew the contract, Mariah Carey played tricks, and spent half an hour in the office with her agent, before finally turning around and leaving, "Go! Sandy! Let's go to Hollywood to make a movie!"
"Hey!"
Riclubin stared at DIVA's twisted and twisted back and sighed while wiping his head sweating profusely. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his hand immediately stretched out to the landline, but when he glanced over the Motula on the wall, he gave up his thoughts. , Turned to take out Harvey Weinstein's business card, stared at the phone number on it, and hesitated.
"Harvey, APLUS, Harvey, APLUS..."
He said it was difficult to make a decision, and finally decided to throw a coin to his fate, "Harvey on the front, APLUS on the back...well, that's it!"
Find a coin and turn it on the table.
The coin went many times, and finally fell down swayingly. The front is facing up.
"Uh..."
He froze for a while, "Forget it, APLUS should be more decent than Harvey anyway. The front is APLUS." He didn't throw a second time, gritted his teeth and picked up the landline microphone, "APLUS, it's me, Rick. "
"Well, is there...what's the matter?" A panting voice came from over there.
"What are you doing... Forget it. When I didn't ask, APLUS, I heard that you also participated in the... operation against MJ?" Riclubin asked.
"Yes, haha...huh! I said that this kind of thing can't be done without you, the president of Sony Columbia Records, why? You also joined?" This level of secrets will definitely be involved when the other party knows the secret, Song Ya Said with a smile.
"Will you?"
"FXXK, why am I not willing? I want to get back the copyright of my song~www.mtlnovel.com~You know how much I care about that." Song Ya replied.
"Do you know the specific plan?" Riclubin asked.
"It's not clear yet, it's all... some friends are leading this matter." But Song Ya wondered if he knew that David Geffen and Harvey were involved.
"I've heard some news here, they plan to..." Riclubin 1510 relayed Howard Stringer's order just now, "I think it's a bit too much, what about you? APLUS? APLUS?"
Song Ya casually held Sloan under her body and twisted while silently complaining that she had stopped, the smile on her face slowly converged...
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 1448: Ordinary people's bottom line
‘Sony Columbia Records suddenly announced the cancellation of its global tour plan for the second half of the year, triggering large-scale protests from MJ fans...’
‘The company didn’t care about Wanfu’s invincibility. MJ told reporters that he complained that Sony Columbia Records President Rick Klubin was primarily responsible for the poor sales of the new album. ’
'MJ's sudden public bombardment of the company's senior management caused a major earthquake inside Sony Columbia Records and Epic Records. President Rick Rubin then responded that there was no such situation as MJ said. He vowed to prepare for the announcement of Wanfu. The invincible fleet has burned $25 million in publicity costs in just six months. Poor album sales and the suspension of the global tour plan are due to the September 11th Incident and the subsequent security issues. Ricklubin also admitted that there is not much confidence within the company in the box office of the tour. It is a combination of factors that led to the final result. ’
‘MJ’s personal lawyer Blanca then refuted Riclubin’s claim of 25 million. He believed that the production and distribution costs of the Wan Fu Mo Di album were deliberately overestimated. ’
'Rikrubin's claim of scolding Blanca is groundless. He argued that the high production cost was due to MJ's high and weird requirements for recording. We are ready to welcome the best of the artists from the production team at any time, including setting up a professional recording studio and a full set of recording team members in the underground parking garage of a luxurious villa... But in fact, MJ has never been there once. The company had to run to satisfy his quirks. ’
‘This earthquake has brought to the surface the internal contradictions of Sony Columbia Records. Riclubin, the helm of the outside world who is unanimously considered mediocre, has recently suffered from the lack of sales of MJ Wanfu’s albums as expected, and his internal and external difficulties. In five years, Sony Columbia Records has become the third largest record company from No. 1 in the industry. It completely missed the trend of youth pop and failed to win any local first-line star... Just as Blanca said, if the former president Motu Pulling alive, this will never happen. ’
The TV picture in the hotel shows Rikrupin leaving the Sony Columbia Record headquarters building in embarrassment. His iconic big beard is flying in the wind, protected by security personnel, and is squeezed away from reporters, not far away. It's MJ fans holding protest signs and shouting slogans neatly.
"Dismiss Riklubin! We want to tour! Dismiss Riklubin! We want to tour!"
Ricklubin glanced hurriedly at the protest crowd and got into the car.
Song Ya frowned when she saw this scene.
Hayden turned off the TV, holding his breath and waiting for his master's command.
"You climb the backstage window again?"
Song Ya spoke. He remembered that Hayden once saw MJ by climbing a window in the background.
"I..." Hayden lowered his head and looked at the big beer belly on his feet that had already blocked his view. "I doubt if I can do it... The global tour in the second half of the year was cancelled. We will also see the whereabouts of MJ, William Morris. I’m not sure, and having been your agent for so many years, I am now considered a relatively big goal. Too many people and the media can recognize me."
"Climbing the backstage window is just a metaphor for Hayden!"
Song Ya did not say anything and emphasized: "If you don't pass William Morris, don't tell anyone about this matter, and arrange for someone to do it with ease."
"Of course, of course...I will figure out a solution." Hayden had no choice but to agree.