Chicago 1990 Chapter 362: Too deep into the play
"The warehouse is vacated, right? The first freighter departed and their freighter also departed? Okay."
Song Ya stayed in Chicago for a few days. He was relieved when he heard that the Huaguo Chemical Plant had packaged a cargo plane to transport the technical data away. He could help a little. "The fluorescent agent orders have increased, right? This is not over. Continue to increase production and stocking and fill up the warehouse."
This is also helping himself. He doesn't want to take the risk of delaying more than a dozen working days, 57 million dollars, and now he has no money!
"I know that most of them are gifts, and I also know that the money I earned is not enough for the delivery fee, but this is at least better than before, isn't it? When our fluorescent agent becomes popular, nothing will be a problem. My music video Bring it out at the beginning of next year, um, again, your task is to extend the light-emitting time and increase the color."
He hung up the phone, ended the conversation with the general manager of Barn, and smiled at the middle-aged white man sitting in front of him: "Excuse me, where did we mention it?"
Scout, a talent dug from Sears Department Store to A+ Apparel, has already taken the post of General Manager of A+ Apparel Company. This guy hesitated at first. I heard that Song Ya had magical powers to settle the Barn Chemical case. Make up your mind and jump over.
"I want to go to China to learn about A+ Garment's joint venture garment factory over there, as well as the style and quality of the clothes."
Scott has just taken over the A+ apparel designer studio established by Song Asheng in San Francisco, and he is in the stage of getting more familiar with the business.
"No problem, I'll let Riiser help you with the itinerary. The first batch of products over there should be T-shirts. The cost is very low. Riiser says it's less than a cut." Song Ya said excitedly.
Scout laughed and poured cold water on him, "It all depends on the quality. If the quality is not good, the cost may not be able to compete with places like Bangladesh and Ceylon."
"Anyway, you can manage these things." Song Ya said.
The two chatted briefly. Scout left and Song Ya began to review the documents again. The ten rehiring engineers stationed at the Huaguo Chemical Plant were basically old men. The salary was expensive. In addition to the high allowance, they also asked for it every year. Lots of holidays.
He signed a pen to agree and put it on the side of the boss's desk, and someone would handle it regularly.
"Boss, time is almost here." Taraji came to remind.
"Ok."
Song Ya finished the work and left A+ Records with her. Di Lay had already completed the sampling for LondonBridge and agreed to the price of Warner Records, that is, to leave the name of the original song on the composition column, which means that the sampled object has about six points. One of the accompaniment music copyrights, which is one percent of the revenue of a single.
Because he couldn't drag it any longer, Song Ya couldn't get a bargain from Warner Records. The other party recognized the name of ‘APLUS’. As long as APLUS uses something in my repertoire, it won’t be cheap. There is no way, but to reach cooperation, after all, the right to not give you samples is in the hands of others.
To get this done, before Song Ya delivers the song to Fergie, she has to secure Fergie's next singer contract and renew the newcomer contract with one year left. The new contract is two plus one special for five years.
"Hey, Chuck, Jimmy."
He visited Chuck Goodman's house again and met with the Goodman brothers. "Hurry up and bring this thing to Fergie, Jimmy."
Song Ya sat down, asked Taraji to take out the contract text he had brought and handed it to Jimmy.
"New contract?" Jimmy was cooking, wiped his hands, took it, and looked at it seriously.
Song Ya and his brother went to the study to watch TV while chatting. During the global tour, MJ was antagonizing the government. He called on all parties in the Yugoslavian civil war to coexist peacefully, while the Western countries led by the United States are busy pulling the sidelines. It.
"MJ himself is still a lot of trouble." Chuck said: "Now all kinds of rumors about him are made up."
In addition to the usual bleaching and plastic surgery issues, the little boy in his manor, the unknown instrument that used to lie in, and the mysterious dream manor. The American public likes to discuss these. Many people do not necessarily do it out of malice, but just treat them as ordinary Gossip about capital. But because of this, everything about him has become more and more wicked. What kind of cult rituals exist in the manor where children must be sacrificed to keep MJ young and immortal. He has a nose and eyes.
"He should have participated in the Oprah talk show at the beginning of the year. It would be fine for him to make everything clear earlier." Song Ya said.
"Yes, I heard that he is willing to go to Oprah now?" Chuck asked.
"I heard that in March next year, he will finish everything." Song Ya nodded, "but I feel a bit late. He should listen to Motura at the beginning of the year."
At this time, Jimmy came in with the contract text, "Uh...APLUS." He glanced at his brother with a wince, "Is this new contract too bad for Miss Fergie?"
"what?"
Song Ya frowned, "What's the disadvantage?"
"She will release her first album next year, right? I heard her say that in addition to the ihateuiloveu female solo version, you will also prepare a strong single for her, right? Then her record should be able to achieve some results, but none of this is reflected On the next contract." Jimmy said.
"What do you want to embody?" Song Ya asked.
"Signing fee, you paid 1 million for Common, it doesn’t make sense that Miss Fergie can’t get more. There are also related treatments that are promoted according to the position, assistants, bodyguards, setup fees, dressing rooms, and recording studios. Wait... By the way, the conditions for jumping out of the contract are too harsh, far less than the industry's normal standards." Jimmy pointed to the contract terms one by one.
"No..." Song Ya was caught off guard, looking at the black question mark on his face, "Jimmy, I asked you to be Fergie's agent for this day, remember?"
"Uh, but..." Jimmy was aggrieved holding the contract documents. "This is too bad for Miss Fergie. I am her agent. Now she is my employer. I have to do it for her benefit..."
"WTF?" Song Ya was a little angry, "It's true that she is your employer, but you are still an agent of my agency! Don't forget this."
"You're too deep into the show, Jimmy." His brother also gave Song Ya a helping hand, "We'll talk about it when we are willing to give you this job. Your first responsibility is to help APLUS control the artists under it."
"But..." He didn't dare to speak anymore, and he kept murmuring in his mouth, completely inaudible.
"What are you talking about?" Song Ya forced.
Jimmy seemed to summon the courage suddenly, "But this contract is not good for my income! And Miss Fergie most values those things about vanity, dressing rooms, car distribution, travel ostentation, etc... she saw This contract will be very unhappy, she is not the kind of rookie singer who knows nothing."
"Hehe, don't worry about that."
Song Ya smiled, "This is just my quotation. You can show her first, and then negotiate with me for her. I have a second contract, and there will be better treatment for her. Don’t worry. She is satisfied with you and I, and everyone is happy."
Song Ya didn’t choose to talk directly with the girl who shared the bed, just to not hurt her feelings on the money. He also knew that Fergie was very shrewd, so he left enough room for bargaining, “You go and give her this contract now. I am waiting for your reply, I will go to New York soon, there is no time to linger."