Chapter 1048? Go Away

Chapter 1049

Estefan's face is very 'good-looking' now, red and white at times, Song Ya picked up the mobile phone on the table while admiring it.

‘Howard Stringer names Rick Rubin as new president, Motura doesn’t show up. '

The text message on my side is also a line, sent by Newman.

As the founder of Def Jam and Def American Records, Rick Rubin is definitely enough to be the president of Sony Columbia Records. Compared with when Motura was selected by Sony, his status in the industry is even higher. After all, he started from scratch. The owner of the record company, and Motura's career as a manager was largely helped by his father-in-law, who was the president of ABC Records at the time.

I have been in the industry for 12 years, and my qualifications are not bad, but my age is a flaw, I am only in my thirties.

There are many stories about Rick Rubin and himself from getting acquainted, business cooperation, friendship to falling apart. Fortunately, the grievances and grievances between the two parties are reflected in the nine mentions between himself and his ex-wife Grammy and Rick Rubin’s exit from the shares of American Music Magazine. In the end, the two have settled, and the conflict is far less deep than that between himself and Motura.

In any case, Howard Stringer has made a choice. He did not continue to support Motura, but he chose a manager who seems to never have a positive interaction with him in the future.

But... really not?

Song Ya still knew Rick Rubin's character better, and smiled slightly. He didn't know what kind of psychology Howard Stringer was motivated by, but this candidate was really clever and worth pondering.

"It's... unbelievable that Rick Rubin is an outsider in the record business, he doesn't understand music."

Estefan looked at the gambling agreement just signed on the table. He was in a terrible mood. He put his phone back in his pocket, touched the arm of the sofa and stood up with difficulty. He planned to go back to his room and digest the news first.

Rick Rubin sang out of tune when he proposed to his ex-wife. It is true that he does not understand music. Many artists in the industry have scolded him for similar words, "leading the rise of hip-hop music on the East Coast in the 1980s, and going to the West Coast Helping the Red Hot Chili Peppers turn around smoothly, does that mean you don’t understand music?” But Song Ya would not say this to Estefan, and now he is more willing to give the other party some verbal stimulation.

"At best, we can figure out the record market and public preferences." Estefan was still stubborn.

"Isn't this the most important skill for a professional manager? Sony Columbia Records doesn't expect him to perform on stage in person."

Song Ya continued to laugh: "Oh yes,

Playing hip-hop, rock... Rick Rubin doesn't seem to have anything to do with your Latin gang? "

"Enough is enough, I am willing to admit defeat, you will get the best Spanish World Cup theme song OK?"

Estefan, who was poked in the sore spot, was furious, "You already knew that Sony Columbia Records would not appoint Motura, right?"

"Seventy percent sure."

Song Ya returned what the other party said earlier. In fact, he only got some new news from Sloane that Underwood promised to continue to put pressure on Howard Stringer. The result was unpredictable, and his heart was hanging just now.

Estefan ran away convinced, not even bothering to take the gambling agreement that was just signed.

"Will it be a temporary candidate like John Carley last time?"

asked Taraji, who had witnessed the scene in its entirety.

"Impossible. After Rick Rubin was kicked out of Def Jam Records, Def American Records, which was established under the banner of Warner, is currently doing well. Sony Columbia Records will pay a high price to recruit him to take the helm. This is not playing tricks. "

Song Ya shook her head. After Sony bought the original Columbia Records from CBS Broadcasting Company in 1988, the president changed from Motura to Daniel, and then temporarily let John Carley manage it. In less than ten years, Rubin has become It's the fourth term, and the management with a little brain will not make any more troubles. This is not a change of prime minister, since the Heisei era that started in 1987, it seems to have changed to the eighth.

In short, Rick Rubin is good, I can accept this candidate, anyway, I don’t want to have anything to do with Sony Columbia Records in the future, as long as I don’t continue to be an enemy, the ex-wife who stays there doesn’t have to worry about it.

In a good mood, Song Ya tried to dig out Rick Rubin's previous number and dialed it, but the line was transferred to the voice answering machine, "Hey, Rick, congratulations, you have hidden everyone. This is big news. Uh... Anyway, congratulations, call me back when you are free."

A+ Records also needs Sony Columbia Records to regularly settle record and song copyright income. Song Ya doesn't mind saying something nice to Rick Rubin.

"Mimi, have you heard anything new?" He called his ex-wife again.

"Of course, Newman just got off a meeting and is on his way to my place," Mariah Carey replied.

"What do you think?" Song Ya asked.

"It's better than Motura, but Rick Rubin also got me six Grammys and zero Grammys." Mariah Carey still broods over that incident.

"It doesn't matter, he mainly came for me that time, because he had problems with me in other business. The Grammy matter... In fact, he has a sense of guilt towards you. How to make good use of this, don't you need me to teach you?" Song Ya came up with an idea.

"Ha! Let me tell you! You used to talk hard enough to shirk responsibility from me, but I said it was all your fault that time! You still quarreled with me if you didn't admit it!"

"It's my fault, but it's not all my fault. The success of sniping us is not due to Rick Rubin alone. He didn't have that much energy at the time."

"So that's the reason to hide it from me? I just remember to tell the truth now!"

"How can I hide it..."

"Aren't you just being secretive!?"

"I... Forget it, forget it, blame me, okay? Wait for Newman to get to your place and let him call me some time."

No, no, no, the brain waves of his ex-wife did not match, Song Ya gave up resistance.

snort! Amy and Shakira were still waiting for me, Song Ya threw the phone to Taraji and chose to go out and embrace the forest.

But five minutes later, he slammed the door and left Shakira's room angrily clutching a note, "Where's Xiao Li!? The hotel?"

Amy is a bit of a good person, and she is willing to help Xiao Li hide some things, while the Latin girl has a much hotter personality, so he quickly saw the signature of Xiao Li with the hotel room number on it.

"Looks like I went to the bar they used to hang out with Mira," Taraji replied.

Want to green me! ? How dare you!

"Mike! Mike!"

Song Yaqi didn't call anywhere, urging Old Mike to drive him to the bar.

'Roar! Roar! Roar! '

Li Zi in the bar had already had a drink with Mira, and the people on the third floor and the third floor around the table cheered the two of them loudly.

Mila knocked the bottom of the wine glass on the table, then drank it with his head up, and then turned the glass upside down and raised it high above his head.

The crowd cheered.

Xiao Lizi looked at Mao Niu who was still looking as usual, his face was pale, he barely slipped down by supporting the table with his hands, and his back was stabbed all the time by the onlookers who were desperately encouraging him. Out of male self-esteem, it is impossible to admit defeat, and he also Pick up the wine glass...

"Come here, boy!"

Before the wine entered his throat, someone grabbed his collar suddenly, and an angry old black face appeared in front of his hazy drunk eyes, "vomit." He hiccupped.

Amidst the strange screams of the crowd who were watching the excitement, Song Ya slipped him into the men's bathroom, closed the door with his feet, and then pressed against the wall vigorously, "Stay away from my woman from now on! Do you hear me!" viciously Staring at the opponent's eyes threateningly from a close distance.

"What?"

Only then did Xiao Lizi realize that the person in front of him was APLUS, alas, he couldn't hide after all, he thought...

He gritted his teeth and tilted his head, neither looking at the other party nor saying a word, silently protesting.

Why...why are you still crying?

Song Ya saw a tear streaming from the corner of each other's eyes, and instantly felt meaningless. What's the use of being good-looking? A sissy, "Do you remember what I just said!?"

"Yeah." Xiao Lizi replied weakly.

Even if this kid is sensible, "Huh!" Song Ya let go of his hand, and Xiao Lizi slid directly against the wall.

What an embroidered pillow.

It's boring, it's boring, it makes me feel like I'm bullying a child, "Don't let me catch you again!" Song Ya left the sentence and didn't bother to care about him anymore, opened the door and strode out of the bathroom.

He didn't even bother to pay attention to the reactions of other people in the bar, "APLUS! Let's drink!" In the past, Mira, who was still clutching the cup tightly, broke away, took her out of the bar with her arms crossed, and walked away.