Chapter 1032? Kozko

Perhaps the emotional management is better, it is not difficult to find a more ingenious way to get rid of Rashida Jones' obsession, and you can also give a small warning.

Perhaps it is more calm to consider the interests, and it seems more rational to act on the spot. Quincy Jones' influence is still valuable at the moment.

But Song Ya was no longer in the mood to wrong herself in trivial matters, and she didn't even bother to ask about Rashida Jones' reaction afterwards.

On November 15th, he left the soft and gentle tropical land where the football stunner film site was located, and quietly returned to the north where the wind was piercing through the bones. He stood tall and straight on the new site prepared for A+CN and A+ records in the outer suburbs of Chicago. The color long trench coat was blown rattlingly.

Sooner or later, the Bahn case finally came, but his heart was as calm as a piece of ice, without any waves.

Looking up from a distance, heavy equipment such as excavators are already roaring in the wasteland, leveling the land, laying pipelines, and several pickup trucks are parked in front of the temporary work board room. The trucks may contain equipment for welders and small power generators. machine.

Will this be a new starting point for my career? A+CN's profit is nowhere in sight, and half of the A+ records have not belonged to me since the turn of the year...

"Mr. Bronfman, thank you, thanks to you...yes, I don't want to be sieged on Capitol Hill again, not a very pleasant memory. Haha, take care too, those congressmen are not honest...there will be next month Is it on TV? I'll watch it and learn how you play them lol!"

After talking on the phone, he turned around and gestured to a row of black Mercedes-Benz cars behind him. Ms. Sloan and Linda, the president of A+ Records, hid in the car, not wanting to accompany him foolishly outside to blow the cold wind.

Universal boss Bronfman Jr. has just helped himself get the Senate Education Committee out of the way, making sure that he doesn't need to attend the hearing triggered by Marilyn Manson's new album.

Of course, there are also factors that helped Deputy Commander Gore and friends on Capitol Hill such as Underwood.

Bronfman Jr., Doug Morris, president of Universal Music, and several other senior figures in the recording industry will go to Capitol Hill for questioning at that time. The chairman of the hearing is Senator Joseph Lieberman, who is also Jewish. I don't know if other councilors will cooperate if I scold a little and help a lot.

But what is certain is that, as a wine and media tycoon, the son of the chairman of the Jewish Congress, and the third generation of super rich, Bronfman Jr. should not be treated as badly as he was suddenly attacked by Dan Burton.

In any case, that's their trouble. In short, I don't have to go. Let's solve a potential hidden danger. Song Ya subconsciously touched the bulletproof vest on his chest when he stuffed the phone into his pocket, "How long will it take for Eli?" asked The old Mike who led the bodyguards scattered around the vigilance.

For the sake of safety, he and Eli, the Chief of Staff of the Governor's Office, agreed to meet here. Peter Flock is inconvenient to come in person, and the two sides will talk about what they are most concerned about, the security and bail when they take the initiative to go to the police station.

This place is remote, hidden, and safe, and I can visit the construction site by myself.

"Fifteen minutes? He's already on his way." Old Mike replied.

At this time, a bodyguard had a dispute with three white cowboys who rode over from the sidewalk in the distance, "I'll go and have a look." Old Mike wrapped his coat tightly and led him over, "Children, this is not the season for cattle herding! A private territory has been developed, and you will no longer be able to enter it at will from next year!"

The corn fields are harvested early,

After winter, it has snowed here, and the wasteland and farmland are all empty.

"I know! We want to chat with that singer!" The leading cowboy pointed at Song Ya and shouted.

"Sorry, not today." Old Mike gestured for them to turn their horses around with open arms.

"Hey!"

The cowboys didn't leave immediately, and the leader continued to shout, "There's oil here, right?"

What the hell is oil? Song Ya suddenly asked a black question mark, "Why do you ask that?"

"What!?" The wind was so strong that the other party didn't hear clearly.

"Why do you ask that?!" Song Ya raised her voice.

"Someone wants to buy my farmland, near here!" The cowboy replied: "Someone in the bar said it might be because oil was found here!"

"who?!"

"Real estate agent, uh..." The cowboy took out a document from his jacket pocket, "Kozko Real Estate Company!"

"Shxt!"

Kozko is the governor’s patron and hardcore. When Peter Flock was the Cook County State Attorney’s first fall and jailed, one of the charges was that he had the right to trade money with Kozko, and Peter Flock was released from prison. After that, he quickly resumed contact with Kozko, and he didn't shy away from it at all.

Song Ya knew that the collusion between this man and Peter was much deeper than herself, "Mike, let him come here!"

He guessed that Kozko was also playing with Peter this time, but it needed to be verified.

"Just one person." Old Mike dismounted the leading cowboy, and completed the search amidst the other's complaints.

"Hello."

Song Ya stretched out her hand to the person who came over.

"Hello, big star."

The cowboy who was called a child by Old Mike is already a middle-aged man. He seemed to be the one who talked to him last time when he met here. His face was full of the wind and rain of life. After introducing himself, he pointed to the two behind him. Companion, "Those are my two sons."

No matter how poor this kind of red-neck farmer and herdsman is, he discriminates against other ethnic groups in his heart. It is reflected in many small places. For example, he never calls himself by his stage name, but a singer, a big star, etc., lazily chewing gum, shaking hands , I am a little arrogant when talking... In short, the question is neither humble nor overbearing. Don't be so sensitive, but the slightly sensitive ethnic minorities can definitely feel it when they communicate face-to-face.

"Can you?" Song Ya raised his hand to greet his two sons, and then pointed to the document in his hand.

"for you."

It’s a simple map here. Kozko’s real estate company has marked some farmland, which is exactly located at the waist of its barbell-shaped land. According to the plan, only one road connecting the two ends of the barbell will be built on that long and thin lot.

It should be that Kozko thinks that with his own development, the surrounding real estate will appreciate in value. He must have received the exact information about the investment amount from Peter Flock. Although if he really develops in the future, his real estate will be stuck in the expansion space, but it is not a bad thing that a real estate developer is willing to bet on the future with him.

No, not a bad signal, which shows that the governor is optimistic that the Bahn case will not have much impact on his own business.

"There's no oil here."

Then Song Ya will not spoil Kozko's affairs, but rather facilitate and help each other, "It's just that I want to move the headquarters of some companies here. Your land may appreciate in value in the future, but it should wait for many years. .So... let the real estate developer decide whether to sell it or not.

"Really?" The cowboy still didn't quite believe it, "You are not in the same group, are you?"

"Linda!"

Song Ya asked Linda to show him the planning drawings of the headquarters of A+CN and A+ Records, "You should be able to see that work has already started there, and no one will open a TV station and a record company next to the kowtow machine of the oil well. "

"Fxxk, that's a pity," the cowboy cursed.

When others want to buy land, they guess that they have oil fields underground? I really want money like crazy.

If there is really oil, then he and he will both make a fortune. Unfortunately, after more than a hundred years of mining, this kind of overnight wealth has become increasingly rare. The United States has long been a net importer, and multinational oil giants have set their sights overseas. .

"APLUS."

Eli's car is coming in the distance, old Mike reminded.

"that's all?"

Song Ya returned the document to the cowboy.

"Okay, thanks."

The three of them, father and son, rode away on horseback, ending the episode.

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