"Boss, the news just came out from Hollywood that Seagram officially acquired 80% of Universal Pictures and MCA Records' parent company for $5.2 billion. Simberg seems to have passed the test temporarily and is still the president of Universal." Tatsu also chased in to report.
"Will the sequel project of my life be affected?" Song Ya asked.
"I don't know, maybe not." Linda replied.
"Okay, it's none of my business." Song Ya can't bother with this either. He is busy peeling out a petal of Madarin orange and gently stuffing it into his fiancee's mouth.
Mariah Carey sniffed and chewed like a pig.
Two days later in Chicago, a taxi drove into the middle-class neighborhood where Vic McGee lived. He walked out of the car, carrying a briefcase and a young white man in a suit and shoes. He walked to Vic’s door and compared the one in his hand. After the address, ring the doorbell.
"you are?"
Cassidy tidied up her messy hair and opened the door.
"Hello, I am a lawyer for the Southern... We received a letter saying that Mr. Wick McGee and his colleagues have been treated unfairly, right?"
The man stretched out his hand, only to get the watchful look of Cassiti, he had to withdraw his hand, "How do you call it?"
"Cassidy, Cassidy McGee."
"Cassidy, is this your Vic's daughter? Don't worry. Although we have never met your father, we asked him to tell him about his deeds. We respect him and we want to help..."
The man took out the certificate from his arms and handed it over, "That letter is anonymous. Did you or your relatives send it?"
"I don't know what to believe, sorry, we don't accept media interviews now."
Kasidi had no impression of this newspaper. She returned the other party's driver's license and newspaper work permit and wanted to close the door.
"Please wait, Miss Cassidy!"
The man put his hand on the door to stop him, “I’m not here for an interview. We really want to give Mr. McGee some help. Sincerely, please trust me, uh, if you don’t listen to the newspaper I’m working for, or to me. If my identity is in doubt, I still have this..."
He took out another certificate, "I am still a member of the All-meter Rifle Association."
"Sorry."
Kasidi keenly spotted the half-four-dimension tattoo under the cuff of the opponent's suit. She was so frightened that she immediately put her hands on her hands. The other party did not stop her. She closed the door smoothly and watched the man outside the house vigilantly through the cat's eyes.
The other party seemed to be a little depressed. He wandered at the door for a while, then walked to the side of the road, took out his mobile phone and started calling.
"Linda, is APLUS there?"
She also picked up the landline and dialed Linda's cell phone.
"Tell me something. The wedding is in a few days. At this time, he is very busy and can only sleep more than four hours a day." Linda replied.
"Oh..." Cassidy fell silent.
"What's the matter? Just tell me, I will tell." Linda asked.
"There is a lawyer at my door. He seems to be related to the white supremacy organization. I saw the tattoo on his hand." Cassidy relayed the information mentioned by the other party, the name of the newspaper and the anonymous letter.
"Is anyone in your family?" Linda did not directly provide advice.
"No, my mother took my younger brother and sister to my grandfather's house." Cassidy replied, "I'm the only one at home."
"Now your father really needs some help from other forces~www.mtlnovel.com~ I can meet that person to see what he wants to do and what help he can give Vic. Anyway, it’s always good if someone is willing to help now, no ?"
Linda suggested: "But don’t see it alone, in a public place, you can guarantee your own safety."
"That thing I mentioned..." Cassidy walked to the door, the person outside was still there, she pursed her lips, her face was embarrassed, and she stopped talking.
"There is no way for that matter for the time being. The boss is inconvenient to help Vic pay the lawyer's fees at this sensitive time. Please trust me, it's not that he doesn't want to help you. This matter seems to be a bit troublesome, although I can get the information here. Not much." Linda understood her hesitation.
"Okay, but thank you..."
Kasidi put down the phone in disappointment, thought about it alone in the house, finally made up his mind, went out to open the door, and shouted to the man: "The cafe outside two intersections, can you wait for me there first?"
"Okay, go there, don't you?" The man turned around happily, "I will go, see you later."
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 658: ? Gordon's ambition
"Hello there."
Cassidy waited for the other person to walk away, just took care of the messy personal image, and drove out to the cafe.
"Miss Cassidy, right?"
The other party waved in the deck by the window, "What do you want to drink?"
"I'll do it myself." Cassidy called the waiter, "Thank you for a cup of American coffee."
"Yes, we should drink this. You are very beautiful, especially your hair, Miss Cassidy." The other party leaned on the chair and smiled and framed Cassidy with both hands compared to the viewfinder. "Your father is Irish. The mother is of German origin, right?"
"I thought you came to me to talk about my father's case."
Kasidi touched the blonde subconsciously, and began to pay the bill, "Sorry, I think there is a misunderstanding between us, we have nothing to talk about."
"Don't be nervous, please sit down with Miss Cassidy."
The other party smiled and raised his hand to surrender, "We really want to help Vic. Before I came, our protest document had been faxed to fbi. I believe there will be results soon."
Cassidy looked at him puzzledly.
"And this..." The other party took out a check and pushed it to Cassidy. "I heard that the accounts of Mr. McGee and his colleagues have been frozen? You see, this is the first batch of donations we have raised. There is no need to worry at all, I came here voluntarily."
Cassidy opened her mouth in surprise when she saw the number thirty-five thousand on the check.
"Of course, this is shared by your father and three other colleagues, but I just arrived in Chicago and came to find your home first. Is your mother there?" the other party asked.
"Uh, she's not here, she went to my grandpa's house, just tell me if you have anything." Cassidy didn't tell her mother that she was still planning to divorce her father.
"No problem, Cassidy, I know you are a top student at the University of Chicago."
The other party began to act very seriously, "I will teach you what to do. First, you have to organize your father and his colleagues' relatives and friends, and then let me act for you to negotiate with the Chicago police, police and firefighting staff, and fbi. ..."
"The anonymous letter is effective."