Chapter 1046? Second Half

Chapter 1047: The Second Half

"By the way, you hint to Ovitz, don't play the trick that Ibiza island."

Song Ya asked Sloan before returning to the court. The winner of Disney's internal struggle is Eisner, and Ovitz has just been kicked out... He doesn't want to be used by Ovitz to deliberately leak the meeting information with himself to the media to imply influence, and provoke the "Emperor" Ai Sina was suspicious.

"So we don't make an appointment to meet on the set?" Sloan asked. There are people coming and going on the set, and it is difficult to keep it secret.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Song Ya waved his hand, "Just let Old Mike arrange it."

After the strike, the football stunner crew had to make up the filming progress as soon as possible. Tomorrow is the biggest football scene, and they have to share the stadium and group performances with the Apu True Story crew. There is no time to run outside, and the old Mike will not let it.

Oh, by the way, Estefan said that Shakira is going to run a business show in Miami tomorrow, so she might come over to see her sometime later, and Amy, who flew all the way back from Italy to visit the show, heard that Xiao Lizi will also be with her...

He was really busy, he was worried and looking forward to it, "Taraji! Don't delay tomorrow!" He reminded Taraji loudly when he was about to reach the middle circle.

"Got it, got it!" Taraji on the sidelines rolled his eyes.

"What's the delay?" Mira asked from the opposite side.

"It's nothing, help the crew pick up people."

With the whistle of the referee, the second half began.

The young people yelled and ran wantonly on the court, Song Ya kept asking for the ball, and Mira continued to walk in the midfield, occasionally passing and receiving the ball.

'Boom! '

After kicking for about ten minutes, I took a deep breath, adjusted my center of gravity, and volleyed vigorously! Song Ya finally got a kick, the ball went straight to the dead corner, and made a pleasant sound of hitting the net, goalkeeper Josh Duhamel didn't even reach it.

"YES!"

The celebration action must be professional. He happily imitated the German golden bomber Klinsmann, opened his arms, ran wildly on the court, and finally glided and dived towards the turf. His teammates rushed over to play arhats.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"never mind,

I still don't play. "Mira fell behind zero to one, and she might feel a bit behind, so she took the opportunity to ask for a replacement.

Just playing and playing, there is no coach, and the substitute players of both sides are 'shared'. Several people waiting on the sidelines discussed it, and a member of the university team ran up.

"What's wrong?"

Due to excessive concentration, Song Ya saw Ms. Sloan, who was wearing a female professional suit that was incompatible with everyone's painting style, walking around the scene with a mobile phone after finishing the celebration. What happened suddenly, he ran over and asked.

"Diane Lockhard." Sloan handed over the phone.

It must be the Bahn case that the fantasy lawyers are looking for themselves, "Diane?" Song Ya took the phone.

"APLUS, we just had a communication with the prosecution. The special prosecutor doesn't seem to mind putting the trial venue in the South City Federal Court. We agree that this condition is very good. What do you think?" Diane Lockhard asked.

"Second-best result again?"

Song Ya asked back. According to the previous statement of the Dream Lawyers Group, it is in my best interest to hear the Barn case in the Illinois State Court in South City, followed by the Federal Court in South City, because the jury members are also from the local area. To the difference between federal and state and a series of jurisdictions and applicable laws.

"Yes, but the chances of success in state court are slim, and I think this deal can be done," Cochran added.

"Is this your consensus?" Song Ya asked.

"Maybe the special counsel wants to speed things up so that our plan to take the jurisdictional dispute case to next year is lost."

Only Hamlin has a different opinion, "Their weakness may be that they can't afford it, so we just can't be led by the nose and enter their fast pace."

"There is still a way to procrastinate."

Will Gardner refuted Hamlin over there, "evidence disputes, jury selection, procedural flaws in the prosecution..."

"APLUS?"

Everyone was waiting for him to kick off again, and someone urged him loudly, Song Ya hesitated for a while, and just entered one to find some feeling...

"Hold on!"

He didn't intend to end the game, and asked, "You guys argue about the result first, and then let me make the final decision, OK? How long did the prosecution give?"

"Valid until twenty-four o'clock tomorrow," Cochrane replied.

Then there is no rush, "OK, we will have another conference call in an hour." Song Ya returned the phone to Sloan and returned to the court.

After losing a goal, the opponent looked a little annoyed, and several university team members began to show off, and even sent someone to guard themselves.

The effect was immediate. Although his teammates insisted on feeding the ball all the time, it was suddenly difficult for Song Ya to catch it.

He had to increase his running.

"SHXT!"

After colliding with the opponent's player's shoulder, Song Ya lost the ball again, and Song Ya kicked a raised turf away cursingly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sloan pointing to his mobile phone on the sidelines and beckoning to himself, "You guys play, and I will go down instead." He didn't play if he was not happy, it was just for entertainment, he was not so competitive.

Goodman's call should have been made from someone else in the fantasy lawyer team, "Is it convenient to talk? APLUS." He asked.

"etc."

Song Ya greeted Mira and the others, left the stadium with Sloan, and found a secluded place, with old Mike and other bodyguards watching, "You said..."

"At the meeting with the prosecution today, I feel that the special prosecutor is implying something, as if he is showing goodwill."

Goodman is the one who knows the core secrets best. He will secretly observe places that have a different perspective from the rest of the fantasy lawyer team. "That old man is suppressing the aggressive Childs, which is a bit abnormal."

"Goodwill? What kind of goodwill do you want to send me to jail..." Song Ya was indignant.

"At least figure out why they do what they do is motivated."

Goodman persuaded: "Let Sloan go to Capitol Hill to inquire again?"

"She and I are going to meet with Ovitz tomorrow to talk about some important... decisions related to the future of my entertainment career." Song Ya said.

"I still don't think it's normal. Of course, it's abnormal in a good direction. Let Sloan inquire about it." Goodman insisted.

"I go."

Song Ya conveyed Goodman's opinion to Sloan, and she thought for a while before replying: "It is obvious who the special prosecutor will follow. It would be great if Jesse Helms really intends to show us goodwill." Already, do you have to give the other party an answer before twenty-four o’clock tomorrow? Then I will rush to Washington immediately.”

"Don't go back and forth like last time, or be a trap." Song Ya said worriedly.

"It's always right to have more information."

Song Ya nodded, "Okay, it's just that I have to work hard for you again... Take my plane." The bail order does not allow him to take a private plane, and it is no problem to use it to pick up others.

"Before twenty-four o'clock tomorrow, ask A+CN not to expose Dan Burton's material for the time being." Sloan reminded before leaving.

"I ordered Gordon personally?" Song Ya asked.

"No, let me tell." Sloan thought for a while and shook his head.

"Gordon won't be walking alone again?"

"No, Dan Burton has been re-elected as a member of the Federal House of Representatives. If it wasn't for the Bahn case, Gordon's original plan was actually to collect more complete and convincing black information, which suddenly exploded during the mid-term election two years later. Come out and snipe out Dan Burton for re-election in one fell swoop. Don't worry, I will make Gordon obedient."

Sloan reassured him and waved the twenty dollars.

Going back to the studio residence to take a shower and tidy up, when Song Ya was helping with packing, Newman, the manager of his ex-wife, called.

"Howard Stringer is likely to announce tomorrow that he will officially take over John Carley as the president of Sony Columbia Records." Newman immediately conveyed the internal information there, "It was a bit sudden. I thought it would be at the end of the year or early next year."

"Motura?" Song Ya asked.

"Not necessarily, it's possible, it's hard to say."

Newman couldn't be sure, "Hopefully not...although his old minions seem to be expecting it, those guys are organizing evening salons."

"Will Motura participate?"

"have no idea."

"Well, thanks, Newman."

Song Ya put down her phone solemnly and looked at Old Mike.

"You know how I feel? The second half is on, APLUS."

Sloan handed the trolley suitcase to the accompanying bodyguard outside the door, picked up the briefcase again, and put the coat for the colder weather in Washington on his arm. When he walked to the door, he turned his head and smiled.