Big A consulted his own lawyer and also asked Hamlin. They agreed that now is an opportunity. If you confess your guilt, you should lose money, you don't need to go to jail, and you can remove the hidden danger.
"Well, don't be like a woman, it's nothing big."
Song Ya patted the pitiful big A shoulder in front of him, a little funny in her heart, isn't she a social person? Why is it not awesome right now?
"Uh, I want to change the lawyer to Hamlin, can you help me?" Big A asked, "He is expensive."
"You just change it..."
As Song Ya spoke, he realized that he wanted to pay Hamlin's lawyer's fees, "What about your own money? I paid you half a million dollars for your radio station!"
"Alimonies or something, I also changed a Ferrari, you know, I spend a lot of money, to raise my two brothers..."
He replied.
"Okay, okay, drive your Ferrari to surrender."
In order to deal with all kinds of hidden dangers as soon as possible, Song Ya rolled his eyes and agreed, "The money goes from the company's legal aid account for employees." He told the company's finances.
"Eric is not a company employee." Finance reminded.
"I will pay his lawyer's fee."
Eric, the slippery fish of Old Joe Music, was also asked by the police to arrive in time. Song Ya also asked Hamlin to act for him, so that he could grasp the progress of some Old Joe Music’s case, "Eric, you also follow Ha Mlyn go, he will tell you what you can say and what you cannot say."
"Thanks to APLUS, Old Joe's music may be over, can I..." Eric has always wanted to return to Song Ya.
"Let's talk about it when the case is over."
Song Ya casually talked about it. The other party used to accompany him to SBK to record to De Klerk, but then he ran back to Old Joe and the others because of the hard work. Now he wants to come back so easy, and the company now has Dieng Wilson like this The master exists.
"Then we are going." Hamlin led the two dejected black buddies to leave.
Countless gang members who were arrested started to bite people in order to alleviate their guilt. Except for the two of them, cousin Tony and Silencer were also panicked, but there is nothing about them for the time being.
"Oh, Tony, look at it now, it doesn't matter what brotherhood is tired of logging."
Song Ya took the opportunity to educate him.
"I know."
Now the people around me and the gang have fainted like the bleak weather outside, all honestly, the swear words that were habitually carried in the words disappeared.
"Although it is certainly impossible to extinguish the gang, this operation still has a great deterrent effect."
Back in the office, Song Ya said to Goodman and others.
"Anyway, city security will definitely improve in a short time." Yeremov pointed to Peter on the TV. "The Chicagoans will remember him."
"Does he have a chance to elect the governor?" Song Ya asked.
"Now the opportunity is good, Illinois is not big, it is basically stable to win Chicago."
Everyone continued to pay attention to the development of the situation while chatting, Song Ya's heart gradually fell into his stomach, Vic was right, no one would deal with him. Even the media didn't mention any old Joe's music and his relationship with GD, those big figures should still be quietly taking care of him.
It's fine...
Song Ya felt relieved on the sofa. In the evening, the third round of the general election debate was also the beginning of the second debate of the presidential candidates. The debate location was changed to another place. The older and the current president who needs to manage everything is obvious. Exposed fatigue, and the young governor of Arkansas was no longer nervous, he became aggressive.
"Let's see this action of the current chief..."
At the end of the debate, the media leaning towards the donkey party immediately turned on all their firepower, and zoomed in on the subconscious actions of the current leader quietly watching the watch and lifting the belt in the camera. This trick worked very well, and some people in the office began to lose their impression. King George is still so arrogant, and he doesn't bother to maintain his demeanor for a short time." Hayden said.
It seems that the donkey party's odds of winning have gone a step further.
The big A has also returned. This guy is now back to life, like the young blacks who were released from the back door of the police station, "YO! Your big A! Return of the king! The slivers make coffee for the master, but the master is basically No, my **** hasn't been hot yet, so I stand up and leave!"
Hamlin walked in with a wry smile and shook his head, closed the office door, and isolated the voice of Big A's RAP, "He paid a fine of more than 10,000 knives, and the prosecutor did not prosecute."
"Luck this kid."
The result was good, but Eric was not so lucky. He was temporarily taken into custody, waiting for someone from the FBI to come to work for questioning tomorrow. "You stare at Eric." Song Ya ordered.
"I know, I'll be there tomorrow." Hamlin nodded.
"Fitch." Taraji handed over the phone.
"Honey, I seem to have forgotten one thing, don't scold me." Fergie vaccinated him first.
"No, let's talk." From the tense atmosphere after Lao Qiao was arrested, Song Ya is in a good mood now.
"Can you go to Highland Park to pick up Shakira? I invited her to the birthday party, but forgot to notify her that the party was cancelled." Fergie said.
"Can this be forgotten?" So Shakira arrived in Chicago, right? Hehe.
"Want to give you a surprise, look at how much I paid for your party... The three of us are planning to rehearse some shows tonight. Unfortunately, the party was cancelled by you, and I have been calling my friends all day. Apologies, hum! You deserve it!" Fergie arrogantly pleased.
What a good girlfriend!
"Mike!" he asked old Mike when he went out, "Can I go to Highland Park now?"
Mike, Goodman and others discussed it, and they all thought there was no problem, so he sent Song Ya to Highland Park.
A small stage has been set up on the vast lawn, with high-power effects and spotlights in place. Several party company workers are sitting on the edge of the stage and swinging their legs to smoke. Two DJs are still adjusting the equipment.
"Boss." In the mansion, Song Asheng, who was communicating with the decorator, saw him and greeted him, "Tomorrow's party..."
"Did a girl be brought here by a taxi?"
Song Ya is not in the mood to talk about this for now.
"Yes, I was still visiting here just now, as if I went to the back." Song Asheng pointed towards the lake beach.
Song Ya pushed open the iron gate leading to the lake beach, stepped down, and the moonlight at night was beautiful, shimmering Lake Michigan.
"Huh?" He didn't see anyone on the beach. "There." Old Mike pointed to the dock.
On the long cross-shaped wooden pier, a shadow appeared under the light in the center of the cross, facing away from him, staring at the lake alone.
Old Mike wittily went back to guard the iron gate.
Song Ya quietly approached, and the girl dyed her hair gold again. She was wearing only a long skirt. She came from Latin America and didn't prepare for the cold weather in Chicago. She was trembling because of the cold. She just hugged her to resist.
"Hey." Song Ya quietly walked behind her without being noticed.
"what!"
She added a horrified voice and turned back, "Oh, hi." Seeing that it was Song Ya, she immediately laughed, "I heard that the party was cancelled?"
"Yes, a lot has happened in Chicago these days, remember what I told you? It's not much better than Latin America."
Song Ya hugged her in the past, "Thank you for coming. There will still be a small party here tomorrow, just some friends I know."
"I miss you so much." Her shining beautiful eyes conveyed the hotness and unrestrainedness of Latin girls. "You can't imagine how much I think about it. I even think that thinking of you is the reason why I live. ."