He rushed to Washington non-stop again, "How are you talking to Wrangell? I need his and the black party's support." Underwood was a little haggard, he rejected Ms. Sloan's presence and opened his arms. "From all directions The pressure of the recent bills has made it difficult for me to cope."
"I understand, but this time it is another 30 million business. Do you remember the Baen Chemical acquisition case?"
Song Ya smiled and stabbed to the face, "When you intervene, it always makes me unhappy to spend money."
"It's always good, right? I mean taking the Inner City Broadcasting Company. Didn't you communicate thoroughly with Doug and Rangel?" Underwood didn't mind his attitude at all.
"The dead old man actually mentioned the Chicago case to me. I came here to confirm if you plan to use that thing like him..."
"Absolutely not." Underwood hurriedly spread his hands. "I am from Chicago. I support you and Peter. Unconditionally, OK?"
"That's good." Song Ya nodded.
"But we need to help each other..."
"Oh my God, here it's again, I'll take 30 million out, how about you? This is called helping each other?" Song Ya clasped his head in both hands, yelling pretentiously.
"I will help you solve that case completely~www.mtlnovel.com~ Underwood said: "Thoroughly, there is no hidden danger! "
"Then you just said to support me unconditionally!?"
"This is an opportunity APLUS. Rangel relied on the black party group to make a price. The commander was worried. I was under pressure..."
Underwood also raised his voice, "But this is also an opportunity for you and me, it is a real opportunity APLUS! I use the needs of the black clan to tell the chief, let him help solve your troubles, otherwise I will use what to persuade him to intervene What about a case where an FBI agent was killed? Who in the United States can solve your trouble once and for all? How can the general leader be willing to take action if you don’t decide at this critical time? You put 30 million to solve the trouble completely and successfully injected capital. City Broadcasting Corporation, I am relieved of the pressure, the commander can sleep well, Rangel is satisfied, and everyone has won!"
"Wow wow wow wow, you say that there is no loser in this matter, I don't see much of this kind of thing." Song Ya sneered.
"No! You know who the loser is, APLUS, that dead detective has forever lost the opportunity to be served justice!"
Chicago 1990 Chapter 733: ? Silhouette
Latest URL: "Hey! Mr. Clark, I have good news... Uh, I'm sorry I missed the reception last night, I'm not in New York, I have an urgent matter... Yes, I know I should do it... OK OK Can we not talk about this now? You won’t be angry when you hear the good news from me..."
"That's right, I will appear in the White House at the end of the month...Of course I will see the leader leading the students! Deputy Commander Gore will also be in..."
"It seems that he wants to make a speech about African-American singers, countering Bob Doll's remarks against gangster rappers..."
"Of course there will be news. All, I shook hands with him, took pictures, and stood behind him to listen to a speech to express support. A few people of African cultural circles, workers in hard hats, firefighters, etc..."
"Haha...what am I talking about, I will definitely help during the listing process."
"Myself? No, no speech, at most a few compliments to the camera..."
"Uh, okay? This kind of occasion is usually formal, and it is too much to wear cultural T with Netscape logo..."
"I know I know, it's just inappropriate."
"Um...um..."
"That's right! Don't we have that kind of cap? Or a baseball cap? The white one, and the front image is that of the browser desktop icon... I remember seeing Mark wear it..."
"Okay, I should have no problem wearing that, hehe, I have always worn the Bulls hat before."
"It's a trivial matter, ok, let it be sent to...my Malibu home."
"Haha, no problem, I don't think too much..."
Leaving the Capitol, he was in a good mood. He kept talking on the phone. After talking with Jim Clark, he called Mariah Carey.
"Mimi, prepare to prepare. I and you will go to the White House at the end of the month to meet the commander and take pictures."
"Hey, who is your husband."
"What to wear? Just wear formal clothes..."
"Do you want to wear couture in that kind of occasion? No, absolutely not. The chief's wife will be there too..."
"Really, let Sandy Glen prepare for you, he understands this."
"Listen to him, or wait for me to come back and decide together!"
"No, no, I didn't yell...I don't want to fight with you again about getting dressed!"
"Originally, you now have a tendency to become more exposed..."
"Don't rush to announce to the public, this kind of thing can't be 100% certain, if something changes..."
"Nor at parties, the Hollywood gang have big mouths..."
"Have less parties, drink less, I feel like you are ruined by the Hollywood atmosphere."
"I'm still too lenient? You are my wife!"
"Okay, let's not talk about this. You always divert the topic. Anyway, at the end of the month, we went to the White House to meet with the president and his wife, shake hands on the lawn at the door, and then visit the office of the president."
"We two? No speech, we listened to the general leader's speech..."
"Well, okay, let's talk in detail when I come back, love you."
"Huh..." He put down his phone and let out a sigh, "Go back to Chicago, I want to have a serious talk with Alicia, and restart negotiations with the Inner City Broadcasting Corporation."
"Did you reach any agreement with Underwood?" Ms. Sloan was very keen. "What do you say about the differences at the Apollo Theater?"
"I don't want to insist on avoiding the risk of management rights anymore."
Song Ya replied that Underwood severely warned against revealing any details of this matter, even his own political advisers.
Ms. Sloan can guess one thing by guessing, "Did you have any insider deals with Underwood and Rangel? I know that the commander is worried about the attitude of the African-American caucus in the telecommunications bill."
"I won't say anything, anyway, I changed my mind." Song Ya replied.
"Well, I understand, I understand this business."
Ms. Sloan closed her mouth wittily, and didn't get to the bottom.
"Alicia, sorry, I changed my mind again."
After breaking up with Sloan in Washington, he returned to Chicago to rest for a night, and the next day he arrived at the offices of Flock and Argus, and met Alicia again. After a brief exchange between the two, he said: "Delete the Apollo Theater and re-negotiate with the Inner City Broadcasting Corporation. I think this time it should go smoothly and the negotiation progress will be very fast. You cooperate with the accountant to prepare for my formal capital injection. Related documents. I spent 28 million and got 32% of the shares. Four directors. When the chairman is re-elected early next year, Dingkins and Dorothy in the other seven seats should support me. ."
"Did something happen that I don't know about?" Alicia would certainly like to see it.
"I just received your bill, it's dark Alicia..."
Song Ya laughed and babbled, "Since I spent so much money to inject capital for the preparation, wouldn't it be too bad if I didn't continue."
"ComeonAPLUS, we have done a lot of work for your business. Everyone in the law firm has been busy with this matter some time ago and worked overtime."
Alicia seemed to take it seriously, "Light working hours..."
"I'm just kidding."
Song Ya waved his hand, "Don't have such a sense of humor Alicia."
"Well, I just want to say that my work and my work are valuable."
Alicia finally smiled, stood up and walked to the wine cabinet, "What to drink to celebrate?"
"Champagne, of course I have to open champagne."
As soon as she took the wine glass from her, Argus, another named partner of the law firm, knocked on the door outside.