"Rolling Stone Magazine." Taraji came in. The magazine was opened. It was a long-form Grammy prediction by music critic Philby. Taraji marked out where he was involved, "As everyone knows, I have been I am a loyal fan of the song EmpireStateofMind. This time, Mariah Carey and APLUS performed better at the AMA awards ceremony than last year’s BMA (Billboard Music Awards). APLUS maintained its standard. Mariah Kay Li's singing voice is more comfortable and her dance has improved greatly. Since AMA has always been considered one of the weather vanes of Grammys, this amazing AMA performance impressed the Grammy judges and the probability of helping them win the annual single award is very high. high……'
"This Philby..." Song Ya shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Basically that's it."
Hayden settled the Chicago Tribune’s side. In the evening, the award-winning public relations plan was also roughly decided. “Mariah Carey has its own Sony Columbia Records to make public opinion. We can cooperate as much as we can. Let’s do well here. The music magazine’s savior’s persona, and then as much as possible to canvass.” Hayden concluded: “Because you started the prize contest very late, I don’t think your opponents have enough time to react. The only ability is in the short term. It’s Brian Adams who made your negative public opinion, and we will be fine at that time."
"Just do it." Song Ya nodded.
"Telephone." Taraji came in, the phone was in his hand~www.mtlnovel.com~It was Barenboi. "
"Oh?"
Song Ya quickly picked up, "Mr. Barenboi."
"Well, APLUS, sorry, Ms. Fleming called me yesterday. I just remembered to watch your videotape. It's very good. I like it. Is this a partial selection? Or is it just a sketch?"
The old man sentiment went back and forgot his own video tape. Song Ya rolled his eyes, "It's a sketch, I wrote it out with the mentality of making a single." Tianqi gave him more than two minutes what he could do.
"That's it. The Chicago Orchestra will have a fundraising performance in a few days. I want the band to put your sketch at the beginning. Those donors are always listening to something new in the feed." Barenboi said.
"Yes, no problem." Song Ya certainly agreed.
"Uh, then it's convenient for you..."
"Oh, convenient, no problem, I will personally send you the score and authorization file."
"Okay, thank you. By the way, Ms. Fleming said yesterday that you are interested in the Grammy Awards?"
"Yes, best single of the year."
"Okay, I will also provide some help as much as I can."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Barenboi."
Hang up, "Hayden, let Goodman prepare the authorization documents." He ordered excitedly. Asked again: "What amount is appropriate for donating to the Chicago Orchestra?"
"Are you?" Hayden thought for a while, "For the first time, it's best not to exceed those local celebrities who donate money all the year round. You can donate 5,000 first. If you plan to continue funding in the future, I will find a way to check yours. Just adjust where the donation amount fits in."
"Wow, this is much cheaper than politicians."
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 240: Finally released
From the end of last year to the beginning of this year, Song Yagai went to all political and peaceful rights activities, and he sang all the occasions when it was time to sing for free. It should be given to Michelle’s affirmative organization, the Underwood Federal Councillor, and the MP’s wife Claire. Philanthropy and feminist organizations, Peter Flock State Attorney, Chicago Mayor Daley, New York Mayor Dingkins, Howard University, himself and Emily, Tony, Fergie’s high school money, etc. Shao, there really is a little blood, so he likes to complain now that he is okay.
"Who do you like this year? Donkey? Elephant?" Song Ya asked, this year happens to be the election year.
"Look, the commander should be re-elected." Hayden took out a copy of the Washington Post from his bag. "He won the Gulf and Panama wars easily and beautifully during his tenure. The momentum was very high, but the economy was a little bit up. It's bad, but it's not all his fault. In the State of the Union address the other day, he basically realized the problem."
"Is it only point difference?"
Song Ya feels that all the donkey party members he can come into contact with are now scolding the current commander for completely ignorant of economics. He found this summary of the article titled'What troubles the United States has encountered' in the Washington Post. Sure enough, the incumbent The commander talked a lot about the economy, and also announced that it would take 20 years to build the US National Information Infrastructure (NII) at a cost of 2,000 to 400 billion dollars, which looks very good.
"Huh?" Song Ya changed his mind to the new word NII, "Is this good news for the IT industry I invest in?"
"It should be, Riiser said that land prices in Silicon Valley have been on the rise after this message."
Hayden smiled and said, "And our stock." This guy followed Song Ya to buy IT stocks this year.
"I think he launched this plan solely for the sake of elections. It is used to buy popular votes and to please the technology industry..."
Yeremov disagrees, "I don’t really understand what information technology is, but I know it basically doesn’t produce anything. What's the use of an industry that doesn’t produce goods? Look at the cars running on the road, home appliances, and listening to music. The equipment, record companies, and film companies are now all booked."
The standpoint of this miser is very firm. "The path taken by the book is the right one. The industrial automation they put forward is the most fundamental and advanced concept in the future. They will replace humans with machines to improve production efficiency and scale, and wait for them to complete industrial automation. In the process, relying on unmanned factories, they will always be able to produce better quality and cheaper products. I’m serious, maybe the U.S. people will only be assigned to typing on the keyboard as typists.”
"What you said makes sense." Song Ya touched his chin, "In that case, the contract industry will be finished? After all, no matter how cheap labor is, it is not cheap but large-scale machine production.
"of course."
At this time, Goodman came in with the completed authorization documents, Song Ya threw the stubble aside, and drove with someone to see Barenboi.
Unlike the reticence of the last time we met, Barenboi was a passionate and very strict man in command.
Song Yajing waited for them to finish a round of rehearsal before asking the staff to remind them.
"APLUS, hello, is this the score?" Barenboi turned over Song Ya's past score, "Yes, it's very well done, you can wait a moment." He handed the authorization file to the staff, "Help let me see."
Taking advantage of this time, he said to Song Ya: "Ms. Fleming asked me for a draft. I wrote some complaints about the fundraising of the classical orchestra. It may not be enjoyable and the mood is too negative."
"Don't worry about Mr. Barenboi, Ms. Fleming is the editor-in-chief, and I will not interfere with the content of the column she is responsible for."
Song Yalai has done some homework before. Unlike the current director of Long-Sleeve Good Dance, the Great God Solti, Barenboi has always been very opinionated about the increasing pressure of fundraising by American classical orchestras. He seems to admire other countries using public institutions to raise funds. The pattern of classical artists.
"Okay. Also, do you have any plans to expand this sketch? For example, stretch it to about five minutes." Barenboi asked.
"Uh...cough cough."