"Okay." Fergie had no choice but to go back and drag the trolley case, letting Yeremov hang the bag back on her body and continue practicing.
Song Ya and Hamlin went to the study.
"Johnson won't delay any longer. Barron said he must give an answer within an hour~www.mtlnovel.com~ Hamlin pointed to Song Ya's watch.
Song Yaben didn't expect Johnson to be stupidly delayed by himself for a long time, "Let's do it, just tell the other party my decision before the time he set."
"Ok."
Hamlin pinched and called Barron's lawyer. "Barron, my client asked me to tell that he doesn't accept Mr. Johnson's new terms... Yes, he has no intention of cooperating."
Song Ya observed that Hamlin did not hang up, but kept listening, frowning.
"Barron said he has new conditions and wants to talk to you personally."
Hamlin handed the microphone over, "Barron, what do you say?" Song Ya directly pressed the hands-free button.
"Mr. Johnson is willing to further reduce the conditions of cooperation." The original conditions have not reached Johnson's bottom line, Barron said: "We can leave the entire transaction in a vague state without making any agreement, relying on both sides. How about maintaining tacit understanding?"
Song Ya and Hamlin looked at each other, "Fuzzy state?"
"Yes, just when you and Mr. Johnson are old friends for many years, they will talk about gossip in the circle and the like. I think there is no reason why you should not agree to this condition? APLUS."
"There is too much uncertainty in the word fuzzy. I can talk about whatever I want to talk about. Will Mr. Johnson accept it?" Song Ya asked.
"Yes, APLUS boy, stop rejecting Mr. Johnson. Is it a bad thing for you to make friends with someone like him?" Barron said.
Song Ya looked at Hamlin, who nodded slightly.
"Friends will not harm each other, such as the Grammy Awards." Song Ya suggested.
"as you wish."
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 247: Break up performance
On February 9, Song Ya and his party came to the new site of A+ Records to inspect the renovation progress.
"You can move in in about mid-March." Song Asheng walked ahead and introduced: "Except for the large recording studio, mixing studio and audio studio, other parts can be put into work."
He pushed open the door of a room with the number '1' affixed, "Is it all right? Dile, Al." He greeted Dile and others who were debugging the equipment inside. This was one of the two small recording studios. , All use the old equipment in the original A+ record studio.
It is said that it is old equipment. After Song Ya spent several times to update it, it is not behind. The old equipment that is really eliminated will be placed in another small studio numbered '2'. Currently, four A+ records have signed contracts. Singer: Song Ya, Dile, Al, Fergie, the recording tasks are even more limited, and the two small rooms are completely sufficient for the time being.
"It went well, hey, APLUS."
Dile and Al came out to clash with Song Ya, "What on earth did you plan for your album? Do you have to wait for the big studio to be renovated?"
"Don't worry, I'll wait until now." Song Ya didn't get the Apocalypse and there was nothing good. He was not happy to collect the songs from the outside or take the studio version of the mixed version.
"It's only a month to move in, do you still maintain the previous plan?" Dile asked.
At present, A+ Records and A+ Audio Company have signed four singers, Song Ya, Dile, Al, and Fergie, plus Yeremov, Andrew, Hunter, Mavota, Taraji and newly recruited receptionists and clerks There are only a dozen people in total, and Song Ya plans to expand to about thirty people. Yeremov’s department will be responsible for publicity and fan organization. It will probably expand to five people. Then Dile’s A+ Audio will be responsible for five technicians in charge of radio reception and audio processing. A+ Records will also establish a new production department, plus Song The artist management department under Ya's own management and the three members of Big A's radio station are almost there for the time being.
"You should be the head of the production department, Dile." Song Ya patted Dile on the shoulder.
"I'm fine, but it's better to find another master. I want to focus on the audio company." Dile said.
"Al?" Song Ya looked at Al.
"I don't have the ability to APLUS." Al is very self-aware. "When I am not in business or recording songs, I will be a resident guest on Big A radio station. I can just play around all night and I enjoy it."
"Uh..." Song Ya was a little embarrassed, "I don't want to use outsiders in such an important department." He said.
"Have you heard of a debut album of the same name by a newcomer in Chicago, CommonSense? It was independently produced and distributed through underground channels, and the results are not bad." Dile asked.
"That's the one who takes the jazz and rap style?"
Song Ya knew about this. Since the definition of Chicago rap spread, the young singers here in Chicago have subconsciously lean towards the rap style represented by second-hand stores and The. There is naturally a remarkable jazz rap style. However, the lyrics of the young singer named CommonSense are always uncomfortably sharp and mean. He especially likes to shoot at rappers who promote values such as violence, money, and gangs.
Song Ya didn't want to have any intersection with the other party. After all, the bandit rap singers he satirized now and the audience are very large. As a traverser, he can walk the road steadily. The farther away from the unstable factors, the better.
"Yes, the producer and arranger of his first album used to be a young DJ in Chicago. He met his big A early and went to your house for a party. We are all familiar with him. His name is Dion Wilson, a very thoughtful one. People." Dile said, "He and CommonSense have recently become popular, and many labels want to sign them."
"Then I am not attractive to them? I can't give such potential singers and producers a high signing fee." Song Ya didn't express his desire to sign CommonSense, and watched Al and Dilley speak with them. It should have been discussed in advance.
"The guy in CommonSense is a well-known educator with a good family background. I don't think that much of the signing fee, but wants to join a company that can get a lot of freedom. We A+ Records should have a chance." Dile said.
Song Ya scratched his head embarrassedly, "They don't want to be separated, are they?"
"I just succeeded in cooperation, how could I be willing to break up the partnership at this time..." Dile and Al looked at each other, "You don't want to sign CommonSense?" Dile saw Song Ya's concern, "It's okay, although his mouth is broken. , But he was born in a family of Gaozhi, so he couldn't cause much trouble."
"Yeah, at least better than signing a gang member? It's too difficult to meet a rapper who doesn't mix with a gang member these years."
Al also helped, "The CommonSense guy is cleaner than you. He is simply a cherished animal among blacks. Don't be like APLUS. Why don't you pay so much money to buy this floor without signing people?"
"Uh..." Song Ya closed his eyes and searched again for the names of the people in the song of the apocalypse. There were no names of the two guys, but Al had said that for this...
"Let's do this, you two... bring Yeremov, go and have a good chat with them, at least let them make an offer first."
"Okay, just wait for your words." Al and Dile fisted to celebrate.
"APLUS, Fergie is coming up. You will walk out of the building with her in fifteen minutes. Don't play it down." Speaking of Yeremov, he happened to trot in from outside to urge.
"Oh."
Before the breakup, Yeremov prepared a foreshadowing scene. Fergie would first enter the building angrily under the watch of the paparazzi, and then act in front of the reporter's camera with herself and her first.