Chapter 1008? The King of Crooked Ideas

"I love Lisbon, I love the weather, culture and scenery here..."

While being interviewed, the door was pushed open. Song Ya glanced at Harley who was hiding behind the old Mike and said, "Let's record here for now, take a break." So he smiled to the Portuguese reporter who interviewed him: "There is a reception here at noon. prepared for you."

"OK."

He shook hands with the camera and other members of the interview team neatly, chatted briefly, and then strode out the door.

"Oh, Harley, poor Harley..." After muttering a few words, he realized that Pai Kingsley, CAA's agent, and...Pierre Sutton were standing beside Harley.

Guessing why these two people came, their complexions instantly turned dark.

"Ms. Kingsley happened to be on the same flight as me." Harley, who was wearing sunglasses in a low-key manner, explained carefully.

"Go talk to me."

This floor of the hotel was taken over by Anschutz. Song Ya took the three of them to his presidential suite at the end of the corridor. He turned the doorknob but couldn't open it. The door was locked. "Huh?" Just wondering, the door was covered by the inside The person opened the slit, and a Caucasian woman held a 100-denomination Portuguese shield between her fingers and stretched it out, shaking it playfully up and down.

"What... mean?" Harry took the banknote in confusion.

Song Yanu mouthed, shrugged, and shook his head.

"Uh, I thought it was the waiter."

The people inside immediately opened the door when they heard Halle's voice. It turned out to be Ms. Sloan, holding the only white bath towel on her body with her other hand. You use the bathroom and the interview ends so early?"

The reaction was quick.

"It's okay, you go ahead, there are guests coming, so I asked the reporters to continue the interview in the afternoon. Halle, Pierre, Ms. Kingsley, come in." Song Ya let Halle and the others into the room, Si Long trotted to the bathroom.

"She's really white, and her hair color is beautiful..." Harry looked at her back, and the small radar started.

"Is this a tip? Hehe... I remember that the face value of a hundred Portuguese guilders is less than a dollar?"

Pai Kingsley took the note from Harry, admiring it with a chuckle.

"Really?" Song Ya was taken aback.

'boom! '

The bathroom door was closed by Sloane.

"We have to talk, APLUS." Pierre Sutton said anxiously, not in the mood to participate in women's gossip.

"Come one by one, ladies first."

Song Ya directly put him aside, "Harry?"

"I'm fine, you talk about yours."

Harley took off the sunglasses and hat she wore to keep a low profile, wandered around, looked left and right, and visited the living room.

Then send Kingsley, this woman came all the way here and didn't want to do anything good, "APLUS, first of all, I noticed that A+ Records has a high probability of changing the release contract to Universal, right?" She followed up the small room and asked.

"That's right." Song Ya nodded.

"Fergie is now the most popular and best-selling singer on A+ records other than you, and the cooperation with Sony Columbia Records has always been very harmonious..." Pai Kingsley asked for money for his client.

"Historically, we didn't get along with Sony Columbia Records, and Universal wasn't bad, and it was in Los Angeles..."

Now I don’t have the energy to spend more time talking about contract renewals, “I’ll write a check to Fergie, in fact, with her long-term contract, A+ Records has changed publishers between the six majors, so you have no reason to ask me for money .”

It’s okay to leave A+ Records and go to Metropolis, because Disney’s distribution ability in the record industry is indeed not as good as Sony Columbia. Song Ya will give Jazzy and the others some signing fees as compensation when they change contracts, so as to avoid trouble.

But why should those who stay in the original company and go to Universal make trouble? These brokers are just for money, and they don't miss any opportunity to instigate their clients to rebel. Fergie is making a fuss right now, hiding in the hotel room, saying that she won't cooperate with the tour promotion or go on stage if she doesn't pay enough signing fees.

"But according to the amount Fergie said... It is rumored that you will get 50 million or even more from Universal at one time. I think Fergie is worth it..."

"Ms. Kingsley,

I'm in a bad mood right now, and you know why. "

Song Ya pointed at her impatiently, "You should also know my character very well, I suggest you go and persuade Fergie, don't try to challenge my patience."

"I'll talk to her later."

Even as the top agent of Liang Tang and CAA, Pai Kingsley did not dare to stalk him when he lost his temper, "There is one more thing, no, there is a task."

She changed the subject, "We know that you are in contact with Ovitz, and what we need you to know is: CAA's position is very firm, and Ovitz is not welcome to return to the brokerage industry after leaving office. There's William Morris, ICM (International Innovation Management Corporation)..."

"I know Donovan made a call this morning expressing a similar attitude."

William Morris can't do things well, it's hard to play small tricks, he scolded Donovan himself in the morning, he went to MJ's lobbying but failed, and he didn't get the support of the king of pop at all, of course these words don't need to be against Pakin Seeley said, "I understand that you are afraid that Ovitz will go back and share the cake." Song Ya replied.

"Also, if Ovitz wants to start a new business, the emperor of Disney, Mr. Eisner, has also greeted the other six major Hollywood companies, hoping that they will have a similar tacit understanding." Kingsley continued.

"oh?"

Song Ya pursed her lips. If the other six were selling Eisner's face, then Ovitz would be finished in Hollywood. It's the same sentence, these agents don't have a single word of truth in their mouths, and dealing with everyone is tiring Gotta die, "It's none of my business."

"That's the best, anyway... I'm just in charge of bringing the word to you," Pakinsley said.

"If it's okay, Fergie lives in..." Song Ya reported Fergie's room number and sent her out.

"Don't you have time to do the LSAT questions yet?" Jimmy, who was accompanying him, just came over with the supplementary materials.

"No time, you can sit wherever you want." Song Ya pointed to the living room to dismiss him, "Pierre." He led Pierre Sutton into the small room again.

"I know what you want to say to me, I don't understand, it was Oprah who made the move first, and spread rumors and framed me without limit, and then you black elites contacted me with all their brains, telling me not to be impulsive? "

Song Ya stared at the other party coldly, "Your father, Mr. Dingkins, Gordon, Johnson from BET..." He reported a lot of names of people who called in the morning to negotiate.

"It's a tragedy for all of us that you fight her." Pierre said with a sad face.

"This tragedy is not caused by me. You are all pretending to be confused, as if I would really be the one who said that to her in private. I don't believe that you don't even know this about me."

The more Song Ya talked, the less angry she was. She was still very aggrieved. Now he has a little understanding of Su Ge Knight's current state of mind. Obviously, the brother of life and death 2PAC was shot, and then everyone came to be a peacemaker, telling him not to be impulsive, not to retaliate, and even take the opportunity to throw dirty water.

"I know, Oprah is probably angry because she competed with you last time for the right to adapt 'The Beloved', so... Anyway, this time you let her go, she is a woman, and she had a deadlock with her Not good for you, not good for the whole race."

Pierre Sutton persuaded: "My father, Mr. Dingkins, Johnson and even Jesse Jackson have also called her. She assured us that similar incidents will not happen again in the future and will find opportunities to compensate you... ..."

"How to compensate?"

Song Ya stretched out her five fingers: "Linda just conducted an urgent poll. Among women over 30 years old, the willingness of those who watched her show to buy my records decreased by 30%, and black women decreased by 100%. Forty-one per cent."

"Twenty-five and over, 13 percent, black women 15 percent."

"Twenty and over, nine percent, black women ten percent."

"Men's willingness to buy has also decreased slightly, especially men from middle-income families and above."

He counted one item at a time, "This is a local poll conducted in Chicago. You don't know how much money I lost because of it."

"This is her influence APLUS, you should pay attention to maintaining a good relationship with her, at least not to cause major conflicts, don't always be so arrogant, and soften your posture..." Pierre was still there to persuade.

"Get out! Get out of my room!" Song Ya couldn't listen anymore.

"Okay, I'm leaving, you must stay calm."

Pierre left, nagging.

Song Ya didn't even bother to send it off. When she returned to the living room, Ms. Sloan had already changed into a cold professional suit, and she was standing in front of the TV watching a local program in Portugal with a serious smile. Daddy dozed off, and Jimmy sat in the other corner reading a book.

"Real M-fxxk bunch of rotten people."

Song Ya sat down next to Hari cursing, hugged her and complained, "It's so bad that it's hypocritical, it's hypocritical and bad, everyone knows it in their hearts, and they have a beautiful mouth, but they are actually bad without the slightest sense of right and wrong!"

"Don't be impulsive." Unexpectedly, Harry said the same, "In this situation, you can no longer start a war with Oprah."

"Yes." Sloan agreed.

"The managers are also a bunch of rubbish." Song Ya also knew in her heart that what they said was true, but she couldn't bear it and continued to scold.

"Uh, I've been bored recently, and I've studied the relevant laws and regulations. In fact, celebrities don't necessarily have to have managers."

But Jimmy flipped through the legal book in a daze, "It says that only a manager can get a job for an artist, but the general term 'getting a job' doesn't have a clear boundary, and there is a lot of room for manipulation..."

"Don't imagine Jimmy, there is a reason why this industry standard has remained rock-solid for decades."

Sloan interrupted him, "The problem now is that we should remain sober under tremendous pressure, what to do, what to say... First deal with the main contradiction, which is the continuous smearing of APLUS by the media. Oprah put your so-called It is difficult to falsify the private words, and the one-time injury has already been caused. Now we can only endure it first, pretend to deal with it, and ease the conflict. Because the African-American elites are obviously more afraid of your impulsive revenge. The struggle within the group is intensified, because you are young, and your energy and character have been figured out."

"Damn it, I just want to vent my anger now..."

In a panic, Song Ya glanced at Jimmy, remembering that this guy has always had a lot of crooked ideas, so he simply introduced his situation, "What do you think I should do? Jimmy."

"Uh, I think...hehe...forget it."

Jimmy thought for a while, hesitating and laughing to hold back what he wanted to say.

"Come on, there are no outsiders here." Song Ya said.

"Actually... Actually, I think it's okay for you to take revenge, right? Pierre came all the way to persuade you personally, doesn't it mean that they acquiesce that you will do this?"

Jimmy said: "Let's imagine, what if you really got revenge? It's not what they expect! They still have to wipe their ass, right?"

"Um?"

Song Ya raised her head and thought for a while, "That's right, the conflict was originally caused by your level-1 upgrade, Oprah hacked me, and I fought back, and then they should go to suppress Oprah and persuade her not to stop. Are you acquainted with me?"

"What good is that? You vent your anger, but you don't resolve the fundamental conflict, and you will be used by the media that is now discrediting you, and your situation will get worse."

Ms. Sloan poured cold water on it.

"Not necessarily?"

Jimmy asked her: "Who is the main force to discredit APLUS? It is the conservative white media, right? Except for Paramount, CBS is known as the white elderly station, and FOX is more conservative... Think about it, the two black lights are tearing each other, they should Would you like to see it? But if you want to watch more excitement, it means that the situation cannot be one-sided, otherwise how can you make a fuss?"

"Well, your deduction is counter-intuitive, but it makes sense."

Ms. Sloan nodded appreciatively, "But Oprah is not the major shareholder of Harper Entertainment, and she is also a pillar of ABC. We really can't invite more enemies."

"That's what M-FXXK does!"

But Song Ya listened to it, and was just like his paranoid mind, "The emperor of Disney may not be able to compromise. Didn't he just compromise with Oprah? So what if he doesn't compromise? At worst, he won't be popular, how much?" event?"

He excitedly put his other arm around Jimmy and exclaimed loudly, "Haha! You are the king of twisted ideas, Jimmy!"

"APLUS..." Harry grabbed his arm worriedly.

"It's okay. Since everyone knows that I have this personality, even if I endure others, I won't be able to trust them. They will even think that my scheme is big, and they will take revenge one day sooner or later."

Jimmy's thinking is very good. If you think about it the other way around, Song Ya will also look away. Could it be that Oprah will feel relieved about herself if she bears this bit of bird anger? impossible! Then when I find an opportunity in the future, I will still find a way to step on myself, "What do you think? Sloan?"

"Is my objection useful?" asked Sloan.

"Uh, no, let's help make a plan together!"

"If we do this, then our work must be fast. It's best to give people the impression that it's your subconscious, unthought-through emotional counterattack, and it must be ruthless. Our alliance with Ovitz can't continue, because if you promise him That documentary proposal means that we have to be patient at this stage, and it takes too long to produce a Pulitzer Prize-level documentary..."

Sloan glanced at Halle, and after obtaining Song Ya's permission, he continued: "Work with Ovitz to discredit another black man, and your handle will always fall into his hands."

"Well, what then?"

"But we can get some benefits from Ovitz before he knows your plan." Sloan blinked badly.

Speaking of Ovitz, Ovitz's call came, and Song Ya pretended to deal with it and said: "I need more information, Mr. Ovitz, please forgive me for not trusting you very much at the moment."

"What do you want to know?" Ovitz asked.

"Forget about CBS and FOX, why would Paramount participate in discrediting me? Does Shirley Lansing really have that much power? She's just the president of Paramount Pictures." Song Ya asked.

"There is a saying that their parent company, Viacom, intends to acquire CBS, so they are quite happy if you prepare 10 million for Cochrane to file a lawsuit against CBS, even if one percent of CBS's stock price is knocked out. It can also save Lei Shidong a huge sum of money, right?"

Ovitz smiled and said: "After all, people who know you know... Hehe, forgive me for saying that, you have always been impulsive, and you are so determined that you are almost paranoid. You will not give up if you bite CBS."

So it turns out, just like Motura once instigated Wesley Snipes to fight against porcelain, and then used their revenge psychology to intensify the conflict between themselves and Sony...

"Is there anything else I don't know?" Song Ya calmed down.

"After we really establish a cooperative relationship..." Ovitz didn't want to say any more.

"It's not enough. Pai Kingsley is here with me now. She said that Hollywood has reached a consensus... This consensus is not good for you, Mr. Ovitz." Song Ya continued to press, "They don't want to see me and yours. Join forces, so I need more."

"Shxt!"

Ovitz swears on the other end of the phone, "She used to be a small role in front of me, and I used to take care of her like that!"

"Business is business..."

"Ha ha."

Ovitz laughed again, "After I leave Disney, I will bring out some things you like, APLUS, such as the station logo that was abandoned by ABC, how about it? This is the name you reserved for A+CN before, right? Some media elites will also leave with me, such as the old editor-in-chief Charlie Skinner, the head of the news anchor McAvoy, and the best female reporter in the Middle East, Mackenzie McHale. Had a great time, didn't you?"

"Are they all white?" Song Ya asked.

"Isn't your A+CN being accused because it's 'too dark'?" Ovitz replied.

When this side began to speed up, the disgusted Pierre Sutton was still unaware. At noon, he participated in a reception for the Portuguese media. In the afternoon, he asked to see Song Ya and was rejected, so he had to stay in the hotel room.

"There will be a reception in the evening, but APLUS may not be there. He is afraid of being assassinated, so he didn't show up at noon..."

While putting on his shoes, he talked on the phone with his father, Percy Sutton, "Yes, I'll go back after a one-night stay. The inner city broadcasting company has a lot of business. APLUS? He's really pissed off by Oprah this time." , Halle Berry is still complaining beside him, but... other people should persuade APLUS, such as Ms. Sloane, who has always been able to maintain reason. Huh? Wait..."

"What's wrong?" Old Sutton asked on the other end of the phone.

The microphone was on his lips, but Pierre Sutton did not answer. Aplus in hip-hop attire with a big gold chain and rhinestone tag appeared on the TV in the guest room. Access.

"You mean, Oprah is slandering you?" the host asked.

"Yeah, I'd never say that to a woman, and I haven't even seen her a few times!"

APLUS was very excited, and raged furiously with a Chicago accent: "You know what? She M-F...is a hypocritical, sinister, lying woman, an eggplant person, black-skinned and white-hearted, and those media who smear and attack me Yes, they're all a gang!"

"Uh, you're talking about Oprah?" the host carefully confirmed.

"It's her, she... Hoho..."

APLUS shook his head and sneered, "Don't think she's a good man, brother, let me tell you, I also know a lot of dirty things about her, but I didn't want to say it before."

"for example?"

"Take charity. I checked the accounts when I first bought the Inner City Broadcasting Company. Guess what I saw? Huh?"

"Hey!" Pierre Sutton gasped when he heard this, and the landline microphone in his hand fell to the carpet with a muffled sound.

"What's the matter? Pierre? Pierre!?"

Old Sutton yelled worriedly: "Was APLUS talking just now?"

The host on the TV screen continued to ask: "What?"

"Oprah, that showy and stingy woman pledged millions of dollars, but in reality? No fart, Nabi... didn't pay the bill at all, but she earned all the good reputation, you think Think how disgusting this is? Waiting to be fed, the American poor and African children who are full of expectations are still waiting..."

"Do you... have proof?"

"I have it, I keep it all, I already knew that woman is not a good thing! Want to join forces with others to slander me? Okay, let's spread it out and compare who is dirtier!"

"able……"

"Here, here!" Song Ya handed the host a few pieces of paper boldly, "If you want to see it, you can also go to the American music website, I will release it later, the website is WWW... I still have a lot of information, Oprah made up a lot of her childhood experiences, haha, you don’t know that, do you?”

"dad!"

Pierre Sutton regained his strength and grabbed the microphone, "APLUS is using the evidence of Oprah's fraudulent donation, our evidence to retaliate! It has been broadcast by the Portuguese media!"

"Ho!"

The old man was almost out of breath there.

"What shall we do!?" Pierre Sutton wailed.

"What else can I do!? It's all because Oprah went to mess with APLUS! I'll go see her right away, and persuade her to let APLUS get out of the way. Don't be like a child, let... let white people see us joke!"

"Pierre? No!"

In the early morning, Song Ya didn't know how many times he had rejected Pierre's request to see him. Wouldn't it be nice to roll the sheets with Harry in his arms? "Hi! Mr. Ovitz."

He answered the incoming call from Ovitz, "Yes, I said it, I couldn't help it, haha. Our documentary plan? Sorry, I said it all..."

"I didn't expect you to be such a partner APLUS, you are too impulsive!" Ovitz severely criticized.

"guess what?"

Song Ya replied: "We are evenly matched now."

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