Johnson raised the price, but Song Ya was unmoved.
"Not under house arrest, uh..."
Barron looked around, and the probe whispered in Song Ya’s ear: “He asked you to keep in touch with Es Cube after the April Music Festival, and revealed all his follow-up actions in Los Angeles. I~www.mtlnovel.com~ This condition is pretty good... So now is Johnson admitting to himself? Ha ha, it seems that the photo with Gore is particularly useful!
Song Ya was slightly smug in her heart, and suddenly changed her thoughts, and she felt a chill in her heart, "So Johnson wants to get the first-hand news of Los Angeles after the Rodney King sentence was announced?"
"I'm a lawyer, I don't know much about the media." Barron pretended to be dumb.
"If Es Cube really wants to do a big job, will BET get **** news?"
He finally understood that Johnson had not planned to put himself under house arrest from the beginning. His plan was to find someone to stare at one of the storm eyes of the restless Los Angeles black community, Es Cube, but his overly arrogant attitude made Song Ya ignored the identity of the other's top media person and left early in anger. In fact, when you think about it, you know that as a media, there is only one goal, which is for news. The bigger the more exclusive, the better. It is for this goal from beginning to end, and it has nothing to do with the people of Los Angeles.
"I do not understand what you are saying."
Barron asked, "So would you like to cooperate with Mr. Johnson? At the end of this month, when the Grammy Awards are presented, Mr. Johnson will satisfy you first, and then it will be your turn to pay him back at the end of April. For you, there is no loss, regardless of whether you choose to fulfill your part. Of course, if you choose to be cheap and go back, there may be other stories between us."
"Just staring?" Song Ya asked.
"Just stare, like an old friend, call me from time to time and ask, "Hey, Cooper, what's the situation with you?" Barron said, "Then tell me the news as soon as possible."
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"Johnson belongs to the ruling Elephant Party, as well as the owner of a television station and a listed company. It is impossible for him to have no federal government resources.
In the study, Song Ya left two lawyers, Goodman and Hamlin, to discuss, "We suppose." Hamlin said: "Es Cube really made a big noise when he was arrested and faced prosecution. , What should the prosecutor do with the information you provided to Johnson as evidence? Or that Johnson is already cooperating with the FBI. He is actually letting you play the role of an informant.
Goodman added: "Es Cube also scolded people who hit the small report in the song."
"Hmm..." Song Ya groaned.
"Actually, it’s okay to promise Johnson. First get the Grammys. I’ll exchange information with Barron on your behalf. It’s verbally agreed that the two lawyers will communicate with you. He can’t get hold of you. How's it going?" Hamlin saw Song Ya hesitating, "Anyway, your relationship was not good from the beginning."
"That's a different nature. Johnson is not a small character, but an insider." Goodman objected, "APLUS you still have time to consider, don't worry."
"Why do I and Escobe first breathe?" Song Ya asked.
"Don't, Escobe is so high-profile. The local police and FBI might have been monitoring him already." Hamlin discouraged.
Song Ya wasn’t thinking about the Grammy Awards just now. “I understand that I know this person as Escuba. The street banditry he shows in his daily life and in his songs has performance elements. The same is true in movies. That's it. Do you think he will really risk going to jail for a lifetime and grab a gun for a big fight? He is now at the peak of his life."
"But you can't be sure, can you?"
Goodman said: "A lot of stars are too bloated and exposed at their peak."
"I think if I accept the transaction, why can't I lose money?"
Song Ya said: "Whether Escuba will do a big job, Johnson is afraid to expose our cooperation. He wants to have **** exclusive news, right? I'm making a small report. How much can it be better? I am a hip-hop singer, and he is the boss of a TV station and a listed company. Whose image is more vulnerable and loses more?"
"But his'voice' is much larger than yours." Hamlin reminded.
"Not necessarily, I have my channels, black DJs on small and medium-sized radio stations across the country... and the upper echelons of the Donkey Party, such as newly-acquainted senators." Song Ya said.
"Will black DJs be used by people who make small reports? You know this better than us." Goodman said: "You made a deal with the elephant party, what would the donkey party think? Although the two parties are in private It’s not incompatible."
Song Ya was persuaded by these words, "Well, I still choose to refuse the transaction, Hamlin, tell Barron for me, but you can delay it, and say I'm still thinking about it. Currently BET does not It’s good for me to pursue and kill. Every day, more Grammy judges will send votes, and the loss caused by Johnson's turning over can be reduced even more."
"We understand." The two left.
For awards or face, Song Ya pays more attention to the sales and income of songs. He can distinguish the importance. In any case, the publicity of ihateuiloveu is the most important.
"Fergie, don't shrink your mouth."
"Don’t go so fast, and don’t look back. As soon as you walk out of APLUS’s door, you will be exposed to the reporter’s lens. This time, not only our people but also other media reporters will not give you a chance for trial and error. It must be done once!"
"I told you not to look back, Fergie."
"Don't look at the reporter either, uh... you can take a glance, but basically you have to walk towards the car firmly, and then hand the trolley case to Jimmy, and he will help you pack it. Then pull the back seat door and get in."
"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh at that time..."
"Tighten your facial muscles, you have to appear to be trying to restrain your anger, look cool, push the ground hard, and walk with a little wind."
"Finally, do you mean to eat people with this expression?"
At home in Hyde Park, Yeremov was instructing Fergie's "break-up scene". Song Ya, Aunt Susie, Taraji, the maid and others sat aside and admired her clumsy acting skills, all laughing happily.
Old Mike leaned against the TV cabinet with a cup of coffee, and his face, which had always been sloppy, rarely showed a vivid smile.
On the TV, the local TV station is broadcasting gossip news. Song Ya and Fergie’s various sweet group photos are used as the background. The host said: “APLUS suddenly appeared in Washington while showing his affection with Fergie. He specially visited the visitors during this trip. Assemblyman Gore, the two took a cordial photo..." Finally, the picture was frozen in the group photo of Song Ya and Gore. "It is rumored that Gore intends to participate in the Donkey Party primary election again..."
"So what do you want me to do!" Fergie became more impetuous as she practiced, "I don't want to practice anymore! I need to rest a while when I'm tired." She dropped the trolley case, took off the big bag with her slanting back and smashed it towards him. Yeremov, then plunged into Song Ya's arms, "My dear..."
"What's wrong?" Song Ya scratched her nose.
"You won't collude with them to break up with me if you want to fake it?" She asked by acting like a baby.
"How is it possible, haven't you signed the confidentiality agreement?"
Song Ya knows Fergie's careful thinking, "Everything is for ihateuiloveu, this song is very important to you and me."
"APLUS."
Hamlin appeared at the door, "There is a new situation."
Song Ya patted the girl's **** in his arms, "Go practice, it's a few days since the tenth."