Di Lai was also a little helpless, "The track management of this song is Warner Music, we can't find the loopholes."
"Then tell them I don't need that song anymore, I'm not in a hurry anyway."
Fergie's album will not be released until March next year, and there is no time to get the sampling rights before the end of this year.
"Do you think a company as big as Warner Music would be anxious?" Dile smiled bitterly.
Song Ya thought for a while, "I don't care about them, I'll think of a way." After giving Fergie two strong orders, he won't give the other party any sales share.
"Okay." Dile went out and Cassidy walked in with coffee.
"You don't need to do these things."
Song Ya looked at Kasidi, who was dressed as an office girl and was doing summer work on A+ Records, and smiled: "Want to appear in BeautifulGirls? If you want to, you can start dancing with Anne Fletcher."
"No, I can't dance."
Cassidy naturally sat in his arms and put her arms around his neck, "It is enough for me to know in my heart that you wrote me that song."
"Good." Song Ya was very satisfied. Although the good girl was a little cautious, she was still very good and caring.
"A few days later, we will go to see a movie?" Cassidy suggested affectionately, "I saw you were absent from watching the black and white dragon last time, right?"
"Well, I hate that male lead."
"why?"
"It's a little holiday with him." Song Ya has no affection for the violent man Wesley Streep who beat women.
"That's it." Cassidy took out two tickets from her pocket ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ the premiere of Batman Return on the 19th, how about going to see? Secretly, not booked? "
"Nineteenth?"
Song Ya knows that American teenagers and even some adults like to watch historical comic hero movies, "Maybe not." He flipped through the schedule, "I will probably hold a pre-MV preparation meeting in Los Angeles on the 19th..."
"Oh."
Cassidy took the ticket back, showed a slight disappointment and then squeezed out a smile, "Forget it, you have your career."
"That's fine, can't you just go to Los Angeles with me? Let's watch it in Los Angeles." Song Ya felt relieved.
"But I still have the job of the fan organization here..." Cassidy hesitated.
"I am the boss."
When the two were getting tired of crookedness, Cassidy knocked on the door and came in. She glanced at Cassidy who was passing by and reported: "APLUS, the seventh week's bulletin board forecast."
"Is going to fall to the top of the list?"
Song Ya knows her expression on her face. She took the magazine and turned it over. Sure enough, WhereIsTheLove predicted that she would fall to third place. Mariah Carey’s Empire? State? Of? Mind? Part II completed the handover as desired, and the children’s JumpJump stubbornly still ranks second.
"Mr. Motula..." Song Ya immediately called Motula to ask about the situation.
"The six-week championship order, it is estimated that it will continue to hover at a high level in the future, and the annual championship is estimated to be ours!"
The singers under the banner dominate the top three, and Motura is in a great mood, "Your album sold 4 million copies in six weeks!" He laughed: "Big star, you can spend as much as you want! Enjoy what you deserve !"
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"Hmph, I won't squander like those fools."
Song Ya hung up the phone, and his two companies were able to share about 64% of the album sales revenue. According to the average price calculated by Yongdao, the average price is 12 and a half, and 4 million copies are about 32. Millions of income, even if you subtract the four million that A+ records borne, you can still leave 28 million dollars...
"Uh...maybe we can get a 1960 Corvette that appeared at the end of the original BeautifulGirls MV? It's pretty, it's also for work..."
As he approached the 19th, he took dancers, backing singers, bands, attendants and staff, a team of dozens of people, contracted a United Airlines Boeing 737-200 and rushed to Los Angeles.
"APLUS, can you take a photo alone?"
"Me, me, and me..."
There were no other guests, and the flight attendants also let themselves go, gathering around Songya for a group photo.
"Hey, there are more than three hours left, don't you think it is too boring?" Tony held a champagne bottle in his hand and shouted loudly, "This is a party! Some music, okay?"
Musicians, I look at you, you look at me, the instruments are all in the box and are being checked.
"Boom boom boom..." The six black harmony singers of Beautiful Girls stood up. They used their snapping fingers as the beat, and after synchronizing with each other, they began to coordinate with the vocals to create the accompaniment of Beautiful Girls.
"APLUS!"
"APLUS!"
Everyone began to clap and whistle at Song Ya.
You'rewaytoobeautifulgirl
That'swhyit'llneverwork
You'llhavemesuicidalsuicidal
Whenyousayit'sover
Song Ya smiled and waved his hands again and again, but couldn't help but let out his voice.
"WOW!" The atmosphere suddenly rose, Tony and the muffler left their seats and twisted, and the loose waistband fell straight down, making it feel like they might fall off at any time.
Soon, the aisle was filled with people, all singing and dancing with their wine glasses, really turning the cabin into a party venue.
"Tony, drink less! You look at him with the silencer."
After all, Song Ya was not a U.S.-style party creature. He didn't have that much energy. He accompany them for a while, gave a few words, and then let them play, returning to his seat in the first class to rest.
Fergie was busy recording and didn't come, but Cassiti was next to her. Seeing the stewardess's attention there, she quietly moved over and put her head on Song Ya's shoulder. "Tired?" she asked.
"No, how could I..."
Before he finished speaking, I heard the sound of a man and a woman talking in Spanish over the hall.
"Go!"
The man seemed to be Shakira's agent. He finally used a sentence of English and drove Shakira into the cabin.
"Hi..." Shakira put her hands behind her back, one hand nervously scratching her arm, walked in front of Song Ya and greeted her actively.
After a long time dance practice on A+ records, the girls have been very American in dressing, and they are increasingly inclined to the aesthetic of "big sister big" Fergie. The denim shorts are low-waisted, and the beautiful abdomen is flat and slightly muscular. Exposed.
"Hi."
Cassidy had sat back in advance, "Don't be so nervous, the filming task will not be heavy by then." Song Yatai is busy, and has not been able to manage the MV heroine. After she got to the A+ record, the two have not had a good conversation. , "Has the shape been finalized?"
"not yet."
The girl pauses when she speaks English, "Uh, Mr. Yeremov told me that the stylist over there will be in charge in Hollywood."
"Well, I will say hello in advance when I am bullied. If I am bullied, please directly contact me. Don't stop talking."
Song Ya said: "Your presence is a bit low, which is not good, you know, Hollywood is a very snobby place."
"Well, I see, thank you Mr. APLUS."
"Shakira, come and sit here." Cassidy gave up half of the large first-class seat.
"Uh, no need." Shakira waved her hand repeatedly.
Then the agent who had been listening over there murmured a few more words in Spanish.
It seems to tell her to stay here? Anyway, the steps Shakira had just taken froze.
"You don't need to call me husband, APLUS will do, or you can call me Alex like Tony or my brother, whatever you want."
Song Ya tilted his head and motioned, "Sit down, haven't you been out for a long time? The record industry doesn't have that many rules."