"There are many gossip newspapers and news that have put forward reprint requests, and with our public relations, it is not a big problem for this news to appear in major cities across the country." Yeremov said: "Recent street shooting, we must continue Accumulate material."
"Well, tomorrow is the gate of the school, right?" Song Ya asked. Fergie is now curled up on the sofa like a puppy, with her head resting on his lap, "Remind the photographer, don’t show up in the picture. The name of the school, don’t show the clear face of the classmate."
"Don't worry, I've been in this business for so many years, I won't go wrong." Yeremov boasted.
"Yeah." Song Ya was very satisfied. He picked up the "barbarian at the door" and looked at it. This is a book about Wall Street company mergers and acquisitions. It is basically based on real cases and has been selling very hot recently.
"APLUS." Al, who gradually had his own circle of life, appeared at the door, "Come here, let's talk."
"What's the matter?" Song Ya walked out.
"There seems to be something wrong with Old Joe, do you want to see it?" Al said.
"Old Joe?" Song Ya just remembered. He thanked Old Joe when he won the AMA award, but Old Joe has neither called himself or heard any news these days, "What's the matter?" he asked.
"It's not the combination of the four aunts. Old Qiao helped them record their records until now, and finally had to issue the first order. As a result, one of them was caught speeding, and the police found Leaf in her car again. He has just been released on bail. Come out." Al said, "Eric, the tuner of Old Joe Records, said that Old Joe seemed to be so angry that he locked himself in the office and couldn't come out."
"Autistic?" Song Ya was amused when he thought of the four aunts and Old Qiao. "Did Old Qiao ever confide in asking me for help?"
"No, just Eric told me privately. But Eric has always been very tight-lipped. Old Joe should have thoughts about this. Maybe he is embarrassed to take the initiative to speak to you." Al guessed.
"Emmmm... Then, let's go and see him. Call Tony and the silencer, and we will go there together."
Song Ya was still grateful to Lao Qiao, and he took good care of himself when making second-hand stores. Later, he looked at his creative ability and offered to solicit, but after expressing no intention to join Lao Qiao Records, he burned the prepared contract in person. I gave myself all the equipment eliminated from Old Joe Records. Before the meeting with Big E in Los Angeles, he also specially reminded himself of the historical grievances between the Chinese and the lame. During the conflict between himself and Little Lori, he was always helping to pull sideways, and this guy almost never Come to ask for their own songs and ask for help. He is a rare authentic person in Nancheng.
Two years later, after seeing many bad things in the recording industry because of profitability, he now feels that he is very lucky to meet Old Joe when he first debuted.
"Row."
Al went to call people, shared two cars, and drove to Old Joe Records together.
"Hey! Carl!" Arriving at the door of Old Qiao Records, everyone looked up at the neon sign. Compared with the booming A+ record, the appearance here has not changed much from when I first came, although the inside was used by Old Qiao. The income earned by the shop has been significantly renovated.
Tony started, everyone greeted Karl enthusiastically and entered the second floor.
Eric and the four aunts were in the recording studio, but they didn't notice that his group of people walked by the door, there was a lot of noise inside.
"I have to kick out the combination this time! You can do nothing but cause trouble, I do what I say! M-FXXK!"
"You old bitch, stop making trouble, listen to your own voice, can you still sing up? Hide the high notes every time!"
The aunts screamed at each other with swear words at the beginning of the F, and they were arguing very hard.
"Hey, old Joe!"
Song Ya walked into Lao Qiao's office. The other party was sleeping on the sofa with an ice bag on his forehead.
"Hey, APLUS." Old Joe got up and fisted with everyone, "Tony, Al, hey, silencer, you are all out of prison? So fast!"
"So, now you are both mixed with APLUS, right?" Old Joe asked Tony and the silencer.
"Yeah," the silencer replied.
"Is everything wrong, right?" Old Qiao walked to the boss's table and sat down with a very tired voice.
"Are you okay here? I thanked you specially when I won the AMA. Did you watch TV?" Song Ya asked.
"I saw it, it's rare that you can still think of me APLUS, I have a headache now, my head hurts."
Old Qiao complained: "I just released people on bail last night, and the TANK (singing group consisting of the initials of the four aunts) will soon be released, but it’s not going well."
"TANK..." Song Ya thought of the weight of the four aunts. This name was really correct.
"Old Joe, you shouldn't hold them so hard, their level now can't even handle the chords of some big scenes." Al said straightforwardly.
"Well, what can I do about the debts I owed when I was young, and now I have no regrets about taking the medicine~www.mtlnovel.com~ Old Qiao sighs, he is sluggish now.
Song Ya heard that in the 1970s, the four aunts were singing backing to a well-known actress. Their small days were very moist. When Lao Qiao was preparing for the record company, he not only coaxed them to bed, but also made an excuse for the four. An aunt who released an album cheated them of a lot of savings and came back to open their own Lao Qiao record company, which led to the dissolution of the aunt group's infighting, and the days after that were very hard...
After making a fortune from a second-hand store, Old Qiao found out with conscience that he brought back the four aunts, and it turned out to be what he is now.
"Can I listen to that album?" Song Ya took the initiative.
"You can give me some advice, I still have some time to revise it." Old Joe pointed to the record player, the album is on it, Tony went to put the stylus in place and turned on the player.
"Uh... the style is very jazzy." The style is too old, with a strong taste of the 1950s and 1960s, with some rhythm and blues and jazz funk elements, which are equally outdated. "You made this on purpose. Does it feel retro? Old Qiao." Song Ya asked, "Which company did you find in charge of the distribution? What are their opinions?"
"The songs I received are just like this. It's a long time ago. I just want to fulfill a wish. This time I don't find a big company to release it. I will do everything by myself, just like the early second-hand store."
Old Qiao was able to axis himself. Song Ya tried a few more words, but he didn't ask himself to help.
"Well, old Joe, I have a song here."
Song Ya left SaaMagni's score to him. The words were not changed from the original Bambara language to English. Song Ya tried to fill in all of them. This is the first time he has changed the apocalypse song so drastically. If it suits them, let them try."
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 342: BET
Returning from Old Joe Records, "Uh..." Song Ya looked around from the people around him, and still picked his brother Tony, "Tony, you accompany Goodman tomorrow to discuss the contract with Old Joe, stare , Don’t make the scene stiff. I think it’s almost done. I don’t want to do something kindly, but in the end it turns into an enemy because of money. I can’t write a few songs in a year, you know.”
By his side, Tony can handle the relationship with old Joe. Although Al has solved the knot with old Joe, it is not as good as Tony to ease the atmosphere.
"Don't worry, Alex, wrap it on me." Tony was very happy. "Should I bring a silencer?"
"Yes, don't make trouble."