Chicago 1990

If there is no reconciliation, there will be no reconciliation. The lawsuit is always ready to fight anyway. Song Ya went to the Sony Building on Madison Avenue in the afternoon.

"Gao Shusang, I'm so wow." This time he brought Hamlin with him. After the greeting, the three of them sat down, "What are you doing downstairs? When I passed by..." he asked.

"Oh, we are transforming this building to get more space for use." Gao Shu replied.

"This building is very new, right?"

"Yes, it was built in the 1980s. It originally belonged to the telephone and telegraph company (atandt)." Gao Shu apologized again. "The md promotion is not good and your record sales are lost."

"Nothing haha."

Song Ya smiled and said: "It's my endorsement ad that doesn't work well."

"You are polite." The two apologized to each other, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. "Is your studies going well?"

"so far so good."

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Gao Shu asked Song Ya hesitated to speak.

"Yes." Song Ya asked Hamlin to take out the tape player and play the edited phone recording.

When it came out from the tape recorder that Motura said that the fat boy of Negro in Harlem, Gao Shu rubbed his cheeks with both hands, showing obvious anxiety, "Tommy Motula? Did you monitor him?"

He stood up, walked slowly to the desk, turned his back, and arranged the papers on the desk casually while looking at the view of Manhattan outside the window.

Song Ya could not see his expression, but guessed that he should be in extreme shock. "No, he was secretly monitoring Mariah Carey, and he was stolen by me, and part of his own inappropriate comments on the phone was I got it."

"Monitor? The case of Mariah Carey v. Telegraph and Telephone Company? Motura did it?"

Mariah Carey listened to her words and asked Hamlin to sue the staff of the Telephone and Telegraph Company for eavesdropping. This incident caused a small disturbance in New York some time ago. Many celebrities are very concerned. The Telephone and Telegraph Company is under great pressure. . The case is currently under investigation by the New York police. At present, the staff member has been identified by two private investigators and has nothing to do with the telephone and telegraph company. The final result is difficult to tell. After all, there is no direct evidence of Motura’s orders. It is impossible to get it.

"Yes, with the exception of the staff member of the telephone and telegraph company, the two private investigators are all Italians. The case is still under trial, but Miss Kelly and I both know that he did it." Song Ya replied.

"What do you want to achieve?" Gao Shu asked.

"We want him to leave, he is not worthy to manage us." Song Ya is straight to the point.

"What!?"

Gao Shu was really shocked this time. He turned around and stared at Song Ya closely, "You...you..." After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't arrange his words. "You mean to leave you no longer as your manager. people……"

Song Ya shook his head, "No, I am no longer the president and chairman of Sony Columbia Records."

"Uh, I..." Gao Shu pushed back, and could only push back first, "I am unable to reply to you about this. I will tell Mr. Schulhoff, and maybe I will also report to the headquarters."

"We will not compromise." Song Ya stood up and stretched out his hand, "Please reply as soon as possible."

"Ok, uh... OK." Gao Shu shook his hand, "You won't make it public, will you? Maybe you should give me a copy of this recording."

"It's all yours." Hamlin also left the Sony Walkman he had brought.

"Unless my requirements are not met." Song Ya said: "And you should immediately restrain his power. He often uses Sony's resources to suppress people who don't like me, such as me."

"We will consider it carefully."

"ASAP."

"ASAP."

It didn't take long to talk about it. Song Ya was satisfied with Gao Shu's reaction, "Let Goodman and Eli go according to the plan, and prepare everything that should be prepared." He began to implement the plan steadily.

"A blow is fatal." Hamlin replied with a smile.

Separated from him, Song Ya went to the Procott Theatre.

"Old Larry." He first saw old Larry busy in the theater.

"You should be in Los Angeles now, practicing acting." Old Larry didn't know what was going on. "You have to go back to school in the second half of the year to continue your studies. You must take advantage of the summer vacation to recharge."

"I'm in a hurry." Song Ya glanced at the musicians and harmony singers who were rehearsing on the stage. "Where is Miss Kelly?"

"He's in the dressing room."

"Okay." Song Ya walked backstage.

"Mr. Motura is also here."

"Oh."

He quickened his pace, and the female assistant was guarding the door of the dressing room. Seeing Song Ya, she winked inward and took the initiative to open the door.

"Mimi, don't believe any words of that kid, he just wants to use you to hit me, he is so bad, he has a bad stomach, is a scumbag involved in the dark, bothered, sleeping women..."

Motula was being stopped by the bodyguard assigned by Song Ya, speaking more quickly than hand-drawn, rushing to sit in front of the makeup mirror with her back to Mariah Carey, who was combing his hair, and said, "Give back the ring. He, you shouldn't accept expensive gifts from that kind of person."

"I think the kid in your mouth meant me?" Song Ya said.

He turned his head back abruptly, "aplus!" Angrily stared at Song Ya, almost crushing his teeth.

Mariah Carey heard it too, and she turned her head at the same time, looking at the two men in panic.

Song Ya gave her a look, then raised her head, scorning Motula, "Did you get into my fluorescent agent case?"

"Don't think about aplus, just because you are in .mi, please return the ring to him." He was still entangled with the ring, which made Song Ya a bit funny.

"No!" Mariah Carey clearly refused.

"obedient!"

"Do not listen."

"Oh~www.wuxiaspot.com~ my goodness!" He suddenly rushed to Song Ya, holding Song Ya's collar with both hands, "What have you done to her, you scumbag!? Did you brainwash her?"

Song Ya grabbed his wrist and opened it forcefully, "She is free, you have no right to point out what she wants to do."

"Don't do it!" Mariah Carey also rushed over, "Let him go!" She pushed against Motula's chest, and then stood in front of Song Ya to protect.

"You...you..." Motula's face turned pale in an instant, let go, and stepped back several steps in a row, "You guys, oh my god! Aplus, I trust you so much..."

He bends over in pain, and after a while, he looks up and says: "I have always regarded you as a good friend of mimi. I asked you to help create a scandal with her, have dinner with her, and even go to the nightclub to protect her. That's how you return me. of?"

"Trust a black scumbag full of bad water?" Song Ya returned his original words.

"You are! You are!"

The president of Sony Columbia Records has completely lost his mind. He shouted at this side: "I want to kill you, I want to kill you aplus!" The skin went red again.

"Tommy, you are too much, I love him, yes, I love him!" Mariah Carey hugged Song Ya and pecked her lover on the face.

"Oh, my goodness! My goodness!"

Motula looked at all of this with a grim expression. He seemed to be completely crushed. He held the back of the dressing room with his hands, threw himself in front of the dressing table, picked up the wine bottle, and took a big mouthful, "Heaven Well, you couple of dogs..."

"I'm going to ruin you, I'm going to ruin you..." He did not look at the two of them again, holding the wine bottle, hanging his head, step by step, staggering out of the door, saw the female assistant, muttered to himself , "I want to ruin you, everyone..."

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