Chapter 1159 The Fifth Chicago Conference

The headlines are definitely gone. Grand Commander Lace, Big Ship, Grammy Stealing Microphone Incident, Appearing at the highest political occasion in Silla, and even Xiao Li, who is so popular in the sky, has a new girlfriend, all of which are more popular than his comeback.

"It's a stale smell." The new assistant, Melissa, laughed.

Song Ya glanced at her, she is also a person who likes to complain, a bit like Taraji, "I just left for too long."

"These hot spots have nothing to do with the record industry. The boss's first single is selling well, and all the radio stations and music media are helping to promote it desperately."

Depending on the path, President Linda is still playing the same way as before, doomed to public relations radio, traditional media, and the first music community America Music website, and Universal will handle more "upper" magazine resources such as music reviews and Rolling Stone.

What are these for? In fact, it is the set that Song Ya learned from Motura and Eskuber's theory of carrying goods before, and it hits the list.

"But now the list is no longer good." Song Ya said.

But the charts are different from the original ones. The singles charts, which use weighting algorithms, can no longer fully capture and represent trends. The current hit songs on the streets are My Heart Is Eternal, Teen Pop Songs by Spice Girls and Backstreet Boys, Marilyn Mann Sen's rock and the like, all of which were not reflected in the singles chart.

Billboard magazine itself also suffers from constant scandals and internal problems. It also likes to talk about political correctness and suppress singers who are not liked by mainstream public opinion, such as Marilyn Manson and gangster rap, which further damages its credibility.

Valentine's Day Zhouguan is a slow rhythm and blues love song by Usher, 100% in the style of the label owner. Behind it are mostly Janet Jackson and other familiar faces, and there are still a lot of R&B and adult lyrical songs.

"But we only have the list to grab. It's best to get an empty crown to push Usher down. He and - that group of newcomers are your homogeneous competitors. Usher is more R&B, - he is more hip-hop Some."

People from Universal reminded, "The popularity of the past few days is definitely not as good as expected. On the 21st, we won the top spot on the list, and then use this to make further publicity."

"Is it a bit like I'm suppressing the younger generation? It's not necessarily beneficial to fight with young second-tier singers if you lower your style, and you won't drop the charts long ago."

Billionaires have their reserves.

"Usher is actually only four years younger than you." The people from Universal said, "He debuted only four years later than you."

"Dancing better than you," Melissa interjected.

"..."

Song Ya was a little speechless and looked at Linda.

"The list is worse than losing the battle. You will give the outside world a reason to talk about it. Can you imagine? Come back and lose to Usher, his era is over... something like that."

Linda also persuaded "and didn't actively support us in the matter of you being shot."

"Fine."

Song Ya was persuaded by her last sentence, "Then what should we do?"

"Continue to be on the list, this is the old way, but our advantage is only this." The people from Universal said, "Your current status is no longer suitable for making big news, and that kind of news is generally negative."

"Um."

Director Zuo of a listed company, and a major shareholder of a company that is about to go public, those tricks at the time of debut will not be worth the candle.

"Our record is very strong and the record is fighting for the top of the charts, but if Puff Daddy is willing to help us get the Greater New York area, we should have no problem with the empty crown." Linda said, "It's a sure thing."

"Wow, the Greater New York area must be helped by him now?" Song Ya asked.

"The king of New York is not self-proclaimed."

Linda replied, "You also gave him the shares of the Inner City Broadcasting Company and he is more powerful."

"It seems that I have indeed been away for too long."

Okay, Song Ya didn't care too much, "Puff Daddy was robbed of the microphone just now, he should also need my support now."

Both sides have a war to fight, and there is no conflict of interest at present. There is a basis for cooperation, and it is not a big problem to do each other a small favor.

Song Ya made a call, originally pointing to simply asking Puff Daddy to help or make a deal. Unexpectedly, Puff Daddy still remembered the long-suspended Chicago meeting, and he suggested reopening it.

"I need your support from now on, and the West Coast."

Diddy seems to be concentrating on dealing with his enemies in New York, "Wu-Tang Gang, Gotti,..." I guess he also has a little notebook that says "Also, you won't like the legend of that newcomer...it's Motu Pull him who was built by himself." He also took the opportunity to put eye drops.

"It's normal for a record company to package a singer. I won't have the same experience as the younger generation."

Song Ya narrowed her eyes.

"Just these two days? I flew straight from Los Angeles to meet Snoop Dogg." Puff Daddy was in a hurry. After being robbed of the microphone, the public didn't sympathize with him. Instead, they began to laugh at him as the New York of gangsta rap...not the east coast. Wang, if you can't handle your own territory, of course you will lose face.

"It's not the kind of killing, is it?" Song Ya didn't want to get involved in the violence.

"rest assured."

"Then you come."

In the suburbs of Chicago, the necessary auxiliary facilities and the basic interior and exterior decoration of Xinhe Records headquarters have been completed. Linda and others will move in on a large scale next month, and some high-level executives are already designing their own hardcover offices.

However, due to the drastic adjustments after Litman Media went public in April, the progress of this building was much slower than that of the record next door. Song Ya stood in the empty lobby on the top floor, watching the workers downstairs marking the temporary parking spaces through the glass.

"..."

Puff Daddy was the first to arrive, "Wow,..." He shook his head and sighed, "This is really awesome, your kingdom?, I like it here..."

"Thank you, it's a bit out of the way." Song Ya bumped his fists with him.

"You can see the tall antenna here from far away." Snoop Dogg returned to his previous cowardly follower, but this time he was following a strange black man.

The ex-death row records are in a mess, Su Ge Knight is in prison, the label made by the traitor Dre is in a bad situation, and Snoop Dogg finally didn't follow, and instead signed a company composed of former black basketball players and rappers. Bosey Miller's label, EMI's.

The stage name of Bossie Miller is very powerful on the streets of New Orleans in the south. He is a real gangster and can provide an umbrella for dogs in the local area.

So after instigating Derry to betray him but backed down at the end of the day, he once again shook his old brother with a fake move, and now the relationship with Derry is over.

Uh, it doesn't have to be over, business is business, and maybe they will get back together in the future.

Song Ya raised her eyebrows, and realized that she underestimated Puff Daddy a little bit. This guy has mastered Dre and Snoop Dogg, which means that he also has a lot of influence on the west coast. In addition, he has a falling out with his lover Will Smith. After the face of Quincy Jones, the two sides are getting closer and closer, not limited to the east coast, he has already established a very deep layout in the entire black music circle.

"It's a TV station."

He fist-bumped and hugged with the dog, and then pointed to the headquarters building of the record opposite, "The party over there is ready, let's talk about things here first."

"Anyone else coming over?" asked the first-time Chicago conference attendee.

"A meeting."

Song Ya replied, "It's all old people from the past, Derry, Escuber, my friend Huang Yuan from Miami, and New York,..."

The dog winced at Derry's name.

"Aren't you coming?" asked Puff Daddy.

"I just want to squeeze out Usher's weekly champion this time." Song Ya didn't hide her main purpose.

"learn."

For the time being, there were only these three people, and the bodyguards and followers stayed outside, and Song Ya chatted casually with them.

"You were shot here last year?"

"Yes, did you see the billboard below, it was a mound at the time."

"I heard the shooter used it."

"Yes, but it got stuck within two shots, haha, can you believe it's stuck?"

"Wow... you are so lucky."

Puff Daddy and He sighed again and again, with infinite admiration in their eyes, no matter how real they are, there is no black person who is "on the road" in the United States dissatisfied with himself in this matter, and they have to fight it when they come to Chicago.

"Ours may be able to hit it."

The topic turned to someone I had never dealt with before, and Puff Daddy made a joke.

"Are you still playing?" Song Ya was in awe. This guy is in his thirties, and he used to play in lower leagues.

"Don't listen to him. I participated in the Charlotte Hornets' preseason game last year, but... the result was not very good. I plan to try again this year. For the last time, it is my dream to play in the main game." Laughing.

Being able to be considered at the age of more than 30 is already very powerful. Song Ya bumped him again, "Shall I say hello to my brother Jordan and let the Chicago Bulls try you next season?"

"Really?"

Unexpectedly, he took the bragging seriously, and his eyes lit up.

"No problem, wait for my message."

Song Ya regretted it a bit, but fortunately Derry and Escuber came at this time.

The scene was a bit awkward for a while, "Brother Derry." Snoop Dogg hurried forward to hug guiltily, as if the two hadn't seen each other for a while.

Derry obviously remembered his hatred and accepted the hug, but he didn't pat him on the back when he stood still.

Puff Daddy and He exchanged a glance, lowered their heads and held back their laughter tacitly.

Today's Derry is an unlucky ghost. His ambitious new label has disappeared, his savings have been spent, his status in the world has been exhausted, and he is chased and scolded by gangster rap rookies on the west coast. The valet, still a white man.

"Brother Cooper."

As the host, Song Ya naturally wants to give the guests face, "Long time no see, Derry."

"Thank you for still being willing to invite me."

Derry hugged him sincerely, much more enthusiastically than the dog, and his tone was even a little choked up, "It's really not the time for you to be shot, really."

"Ha ha."

Song Ya is happy, if he doesn't get shot, maybe he will help him, but this is his unlucky place.

"Do you still remember me, big star?" His white follower said suddenly.

"Who are you?"

Of course Song Ya didn't remember, she didn't have any rules, she stretched out her hand casually and touched the other party lightly.

"Eminem, what was our stage name when we met, Detroit Dow Works? Remember?"

This kid has no manners, he is twitchy, with a face full of fearlessness, a bit like when he first debuted, "Eminem will release a new album soon." Derry put his arms around him and explained, "My Yeah, we're mostly in Detroit now."

Song Ya still didn’t think about it, he’s always a rookie singer, that’s right, it seems that Derry likes him very much, and it will only be more stressful to choose a male white rapper when he is already excluded from the circle, of course, from another The perspective also shows that black singers with a certain way and ability will no longer hang out with him.

Puff Daddy and He continued to smirk, Eminem raised his chin to the two bosses unhappily.

Puff Daddy snorted lightly, and chose not to be as knowledgeable as the little people.

"Boss, they're ready to party."

Linda came to report.

"Let's go there."

The party was held in the well-equipped record headquarters building, and as my younger brother, I did my part to come here in advance to take charge of the preparations.

"Okay, let me introduce you."

The local tycoon Song Ya read the incision for the fifth time, "Welcome Puff Daddy from New York, Escoub from Los Angeles, Huang Yuan from Miami, De and Dog from New Orleans, Derry and Amy from Detroit Nam...".