Chapter 1034?

In the news screen, two bailiffs came forward to handcuff Su Genett's hands behind his back and took him into custody in court. He subconsciously resisted for a while in a daze. Fortunately, the judge didn't find him again.

Song Ya watched him twist his shoulders under the push of the bailiff, delay his steps, and frequently turned his head to look at the lawyer, who was turned away from the court, and he couldn't help feeling a bit of sadness in his heart.

Yes, Sugnett has been prestige in the minds of the lower-class black people on the West Coast, and he has responded to it all, but the admiration of the masses fades very quickly. They can love you to death today, but they may wish you to die tomorrow. So ruthless.

Whether it is Sugnett or a pop star, the social influence in its heyday is quite similar to that of a rootless duckweed, a dream bubble that can be burst with a poke.

It’s the same with pop stars, last year you were an idol who would put posters in your bedroom and autographed photos in your school locker when you were young, this year maybe middle school students will suddenly start to be ashamed to admit that they are your fans, because it represents taste. Air, not damp, unable to chat with classmates, and so on.

Since the idiot Su Ge Knight did not take any effective action to get rid of the scapegoat of murdering 2PAC, it is inevitable to lose the favor of the black people at the bottom. Kneading the flat and round dough, the judge uses the top grid to make a penalty without any pressure or psychological burden.

There is a way to take insults.

Why is this not the case for me? After being framed by Oprah, I lost a large number of fans of middle-class housewives. I was riddled with negative news, suspicions of treason and lost the favor of some specific groups of people. In addition, I have been popular for some years. In the eyes of young people, I may want to He is an artist of the older generation, and if he is a fanatic, he will be laughed at by his classmates, even though he is only twenty-two years old.

And because of the long-term low-key loss of exposure, lack of interaction with low-level black people, etc., my popularity is indeed on the decline.

But Song Ya is also very clear that now his rank is completely different from Su Ge Knight.

The so-called being liked is, after all, a very passive and a matter of luck.

The development and evolution of elements such as the economic situation, social thoughts, aesthetic concepts, popular music, etc., and even some accidental memes, such as Kane’s dad who ran to take a set of revealing photos for Madonna’s magazines when he was too angry...

All these may cause a sudden change in public taste. Even if Su Ge Knight or himself is not discredited, the star is still the same star, and the person is still the same person, and it is very likely that they will suddenly become popular.

And if you want to fully grasp the pulse of fate, you cannot pin all your hopes on luck.

"Even if there is a big gap between me and the black people at the bottom, they still have the power to mobilize them in Chicago, and New York... partly, thanks to the years of 'investment' in the two places, the media, religious people, politicians , DJ, charities...

People may not take to the streets because of pure love for me, but pastors, politicians, DJs and other leaders who go deep into the community can also organize them, maybe based on real interests, religious feelings or other things.

In fact, that relationship is actually stronger.

After years of operation, all kinds of relationships, contacts and media have quietly formed a complex network under the pervasive flow of my money.

People don't have to love me, I just have to deal with someone they love, or someone they can command.

This is the power of organization.

Su Ge Knight was on the first floor, and I was at least on the second floor. "

Song Ya thought secretly.

"Look what I missed!? Linda, is there anything to eat?"

Reverend William has arrived.

"William."

Song Yahe smelled the smell and walked into the kitchen to hug Linda, who was joking with Pastor William, "I need you to be with me tomorrow morning, can you?" He asked.

"Of course, otherwise why should I come?"

William smiled and said, "But this damn place is really hard to find. I almost drove the wrong way."

"Haha, there is no way, it's an extraordinary time. You should take a break first and eat something."

Song Ya greeted affectionately.

William is sure to be fine. His current respected status in the Nancheng Diocese is all given by himself.

The details went on for a long time with William and the lawyers until Ms. Sloane returned.

"Gordon will cooperate."

Her coat is wet.

Song Ya then looked out the window, and it turned out that it was snowing, "His original words were..."

"The Barn case is the ultra-conservative persecution of you, Senator Jesse Helms, Rep. Dan Burton Barbara..."

Sloan said imitating Gordon's tone.

"It sounds worse." Song Ya gently helped her take off her coat and hung it on the coat rack.

"I think it's okay to loosen the chain and let him out to bite people at this stage."

Sloan said: "They have some old grievances. After the congressional hearing, you did not allow Gordon Lee to retaliate in order to ease their relationship with Jesse Helms, but Gordon privately used A+CN's resources to collect some attack materials. Well, now that the Bahne case is blowing up, it's time for us to fight back, just like you did with Cochran's lawsuit against CBS."

"Well, who told me to hire a tough PR consultant?"

Jesse Helms is the chairman of the Senate Foreign Affairs Committee. Song Ya smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect you and Gordon to find a common language."

"Note that I mean at this stage, when we need Gordon to stop, if he refuses, then use your backup candidate."

It turned out that Sloan's plan was to always be ready to cross the river and tear down the bridge.

"Wow, tough and cold-blooded..." Song Ya looked at her and smiled.

"You don't have to adopt my decision-making suggestions."

Sloan retorted, "If there is such a day, I don't mind if you use the same method on me. I have this awareness, and everyone should have it."

"Why, I'm a very humane employer..."

"Don't be narcissistic, we are in a relationship of mutual employment."

"Uh... I paid more."

"But you often refuse service. This habit is not good. Be careful, I will fire you."

"Sorry, I'm just a part-timer."

The two started flirting full of metaphors while chatting about business.

"APLUS, let's go back first, see you tomorrow morning."

It was very late, and lawyers living in Chicago, such as Diane Lockhard and Will Gardner, left one after another.

"See you tomorrow morning, oh yes, it's snowing heavily outside..."

Gradually, apart from the security personnel, only Goodman, Hamlin, Sloan, Jimmy, Linda, William and other close relatives were left in the house.

In fact, it is not necessary to take the initiative to go to the police station to report the case, but it will be a very meaningful opportunity for the lawyers to make an appearance. Today, in this room, Song Ya and various law firms signed the formal representation agreement of the Bahn case. , which means that together with the 10 million he announced to pay Cochran Law Firm on the pretext of filing a lawsuit against CBS, he will spend at least 20 million dollars on this case.

The cash in hand is very abundant, and most of it comes from the income from the second Netscape stake.

"I will go and sleep now."

The old log cabin had a traditional fireplace, and Jimmy looked after it, putting a log in with pokers from time to time.

Everyone sat in front of the fireplace and chatted for a while, Linda couldn't bear to get up and went upstairs to the guest room to rest, and it didn't take long for old Mike and William to go to sleep.

"Are you nervous? APLUS."

Goodman asked suddenly.

"fine."

Song Ya casually put a blanket on Sloan, who was leaning against the armrest of the sofa and fell asleep with his clothes on. You won't be nervous in the dock." He joked about Goodman's eccentricity of not being in court.

"Ha ha."

Goodman smiled and said nothing.

The firewood was crackling in the fireplace, and several people chatted in a low voice. As time went by, they became more and more inconsistent, but Song Ya became the last person awake.

He changed to Jimmy's original position, staring at the flickering and jumping fire from a close distance.

The Barn case...

I have done it perfectly, put Gordon in the cage in time, earned enough money to fill the dream lawyer team, a gold-sucking behemoth, and gave money and resources to Sloan to obstruct and delay the special investigation team on Capitol Hill. The establishment and budget scale, crying and making noises forced Underwood and other powerful politicians and friends to quietly exert a lot of effort.

All the above-mentioned efforts have led to the fact that even if the special investigation team gets the latest budget, the resources are still very insufficient. It may also be that the special prosecutor noticed the existence of the fantasy lawyer team and had to make a compromise and chose to rely on the strength of the Chicago prosecutors. As a result, the whole lawsuit was placed on the home field that he had been operating for many years as he wished.

And using public opinion...

Step by step resistance in all directions, this result may not be the most perfect, but it is certainly not too bad.

"As long as you try your best, you will have no regrets."

He yawned and fell asleep unconsciously.

"APLUS? APLUS?"

When he woke up, Sloan had already put on a new blue professional suit, and his makeup was neatly done.

The others are similar, it seems that I sleep for a long time.

"We're leaving soon." Old Mike said, "Let's eat first, we'll wait for you."

"Okay, soon."

He jumped up from the sofa, ran to tidy up himself, and then used his laptop to send a group of emails he had prepared to Netscape's Jim Clark and other relevant business leaders, as well as President of DeLay, Riser and other subsidiaries.

"It snowed all night?"

The snow was still falling, and the sky was more gloomy than yesterday. It was early in the morning but the visibility was very low. He went out and saw Diane Lockhard and the others coming again. They were all waiting in the car outside. One or two lawyers stood Smoking under the porch.

"Let's go."

He said hello, and Sloan got into the car with Old Mike.

"The road is a bit congested." Old Mike said before starting the car.

"Well, let me know when you arrive soon."

At this time, all the office workers were driving into the city, and their fleet was very large, and they were a little anxious to stop and go on the road. At first, Song Ya and Sloan were listening to the radio and talking, and then they both watched their respective cars. There was a daze outside the car window.

‘The Special Counsel in the Barn case has compelled APLUS to go to the Chicago Southside Police Department this morning to come forward. '

Bloomberg first sent a very concise text message, the shorter the news, the bigger the matter, and then various media immediately followed up with the report.

CUU: ‘APLUS will surrender to the South City Police Department in Chicago later today because of an illegal chemical technology transfer case to a Chinese company many years ago. '

CNBC: "Shareholder APLUS is deeply involved in the Bahn case, and Netscape continues to fall under pressure in early trading." '

MSNBC: 'Demberton had the last laugh? After presenting evidence related to the Bahn chemical case in a congressional hearing, the investigation team finally forced APLUS to take the initiative to come to the case today. '

ABC: ‘After several months of setting up the special investigation team in the Barn case, this morning successfully forced APLUS to choose to come to the case voluntarily. '

CBS: "Because of being suspected of illegally transferring embargoed technology, today APLUS was forced to surrender to the prosecution in a case that essentially constituted a fact of treason. This station will continue to follow up and report." '

FOX: 'Traitor? The mixed-race singer APLUS was arrested because he secretly transferred a large amount of cutting-edge technology to China many years ago. He will voluntarily surrender in Chicago today. '

A+CN: "Affected by an unfounded accusation, APLUS will go to the Chicago South City Police Department to explain the situation this morning."

"Coming."

Old Mike reminded him that he had already turned off the radio.

"Um."

Song Ya took out her mobile phone from her pocket and turned it on, 'From now on, don't respond to reporters about me. ’ He sent a group text message to Xue Linfen, Amy, Halle and other forest people.

Just about to reconnect, the bell rang, the number was not in the phone book, but it looked familiar.

"Hello?"

"APLUS, APLUS..." the people over there muttered triumphantly.

"Edward?" The voice seemed to come from an enemy in the Barn case.

"I heard that you got together with Will Gardner, the lawyer who was almost disqualified? You will regret it, he can't help you, and you can't win the lawsuit." Edward sneered: "Go to jail , Chicago Boys."

"No, you will regret it, just stay on Wall Street and wait for me."

Song Ya hung up the phone and turned off the phone, just as the old Mike stopped the car.

I got a world to see, and my girl she wanna see Rome,

Wave goodbye, I gotta travel the world, my girl wanna see Rome

Caesar make you a believer. Now I never ever did it for a throne.

Caesar made you a believer and I never did it for fame

That ; comes from giving it back to the people.

I just want to give to people

Now sing a song and it goes like

listen to my song

Raise those hands, this is our party

Raise your hands, it's our party

We came here to live life like nobody was watching

We are here to enjoy life. Go crazy, act like you're the last one left

"There are too many reporters, so don't get out of the car."

Old Mike went out first, and reporters were already standing on both sides of the steps at the entrance of the Nancheng Police Station, and they kept pressing the flashlights on the super long black motorcade.

'Boom, boom, boom...'

There was a series of sounds of opening and closing the car doors, well-dressed lawyers got out of the front and rear cars, and the dream team of lawyers made its public debut for the first time, and the reporters immediately recognized one of the lawyers.

"Cochrane! Are you going to help another villain escape the law!?"

"Diane, Ms. Diane Lockhard! Can you tell me how much you represent APLUS?"

"Can you talk about the specifics of the case? Will!"

"Hamlin, say something first!"

Old Mike opened the rear door slightly, and Song Ya took the flamboyant black mink long coat from Sloan and put it on, and then opened his arms to reveal the thick gold chain and rhinestone hangtag around his neck. Clearing his throat, he pushed open the door and stepped out.

'Ka Ka Ka! '

The reporters frantically rushed forward against the police crowd, the shutter was like the sound of a machine gun, and the flashlight illuminated the dim snowy day like daytime.

Song Ya saw Diane Lockhard and Cochran holding the folder standing in front of them. The two pretended to be relaxed and smiled and chatted, and greeted the reporter from time to time, so they followed.

Suits and leather shoes, a huge team of lawyers and bodyguards carrying various briefcases immediately surrounded him.

"APLUS! Look at this!"

"APLUS, will you go to jail?"

"APLUS! APLUS! APLUS!"

Song Ya turned a deaf ear to the loud greetings from the reporters shouting her name, and walked up the stairs all the way. Ms. Sloan seemed to be following behind her? I didn't bother to look back.

Standing on the top of the steps, he turned his head before two police officers approached him, and shouted at the reporters in a rough voice and rapped: "This is persecution! I will not report to those fat cats who racist politicians and record companies. yield!"

Then he raised his right hand in the gesture of love and peace, shouted "love and peace!", then turned and walked into the door.

I got my city right behind me

my city is my backer

If I fall, they got me. Learn from that failure gain humility and then we keep marching ourselves

If I get knocked down, they catch me and I learn my lesson and come back

Here we go back, this is the moment

Can we go back? Right now

Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over

It's tonight, we'll fight till the end

So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us

So let's shake our hands up, not even the ceiling can stop us

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