Chapter 1199 ?

"Take it easy, don't make news about Vic and the private eye having a shootout in Alaska, old man."

Before boarding the plane to France, Song Ya hid and called alone after complaining about the old Mike. This time he would leave the United States for a long time, and things were complicated, and he chatted endlessly.

"Linda, remember to press the Beverly Hills news."

"Sloan, haven't you been accepted by the Council on Foreign Relations yet? Why is there no movement again?"

"Hayden, take care of Mira and Amy, and if anything goes wrong...you know my temper. Uh, are you traveling with me? Already on the plane? Oh, oh, I forgot, so let's Donovan help keep an eye on it."

"Mike Xintian must bring his brothers in the rock band to sign with the Metropolitan Metropolis? That's fine, you can get it done as soon as possible, just pay attention not to leave any loopholes for him to go solo, um..."

"Eremov, is the girl next door filming going well? Xiao Lizi has left the group? Has he finished filming his part? Okay, I see, keep an eye on him, don't let him talk nonsense, he recently talked Many, very arrogant looks, I often see it on the news...Say hello to old Larry for me, it doesn't take much time in post-production, right? Final editing? If I have time, I will come back and stare at it. If I don't have time, forget it... No need to wait, that's right, after everything is done, let Bowei Pictures release it as soon as possible while Xiao Lizi is still hot."

"Daniel, the Cold Mountain project... Will the film adaptation rights be finalized by the end of August? Well, you and Xue Linfen will continue to keep in touch with the author of the novel and the publishing house, so nothing unexpected will happen."

"Rise? The gray goose red and white wine of a+ wine industry was rejected by Seagram? Really-fxxk is not what I expected, so what should I do? Change the brand and the producer to sell it in China? Well, for the time being, it can only be sold in China. That's it... Well, just follow the response plan we discussed in Huaguo."

"Scout, stock up more jerseys, and send the styles that Shakira and I need to wear to France. In short, as soon as possible, I may not wear every set. It depends on the opportunity. I know that the official sponsor is Adidas, but I can learn from Nike (Nike often makes borderline marketing advertisements before the World Cup, saving money and disgusting peers).”

"Mr. McLaren, what is the attitude of Ranoff? Are they willing to be traitors in the graphics card industry? Are they still hesitating? Well, 3dfx's voodoorh2 chip has started to tape out? Ok, please coax all the major c's for me. The manufacturer, well, I hope that the stock price will rise a little more by then..."

"Mr. Estefan, remember to remind your wife Gloria to meet us in Paris for the rehearsal for the opening ceremony of the World Cup... Uh, you two are also on the plane? Just wait for us? Oh, okay, then never mind."

"Melissa, remember to hand in my paper."

"Xuelin, Robb's homework..."

what else? what else? He's like a nagging old woman trying to think through everything, oh yeah, "Alicia, Delay over there... he sees people from the Singer Mutual Aid frequently? But he hasn't let up yet, has he? Okay Yes, I see."

"Huh! Are you finally healed?"

Shakira, who had been waiting all this time, saw that he finished complaining,

Just got back from Colombia and the Latin girl is tired and yawning.

"Okay, okay, let's go."

Song Ya took her hand and rushed to the tarmac in an intimate manner. This time, there was also a professional documentary team, and reporters below were flashing lights. The two waved to the camera sweetly and tacitly, and trotted all the way.

Climbing to the door of the cabin, the photographer inside backed away with the machine on his back. He turned around and hugged Shakira, and the two waved to the reporters and the crowd below.

'as and his girlfriend Shakira set off for Paris today. The couple will perform at the opening ceremony of the World Cup in France on June 10. Football fans all over the world are looking forward to it. The Spanish song "The Cup of Life" has become popular all over the world! '

"Really?"

In a certain prison in Chicago, Hamlin muttered to himself when he saw the news. His case had just been sentenced not long ago. He was convicted of breach of fiduciary duty, money laundering, and another crime of falsifying transaction reports, but AS let it go Some water, provided evidence that he had returned the money involved in the case, the judge only sentenced him to five years in prison and imposed a high fine.

So he is doing well now, at least in prison. He was assigned to a misdemeanor area to watch the work of the prison library. He usually stays there and watches TV.

He ignored the gang members who were ordered to monitor him. As long as he served his sentence obediently, these people would even take care of him.

It's a pity that there are only a few free TV channels in the prison, and Hamlin has hardly seen the report of the song "The Cup of Life". The black inmates don't like to hear it either.

"That's because Americans are not interested in football. AS is definitely popular in our hometown."

The two old Mo who came in because of hijacking the AT machine answered, "Hey, Brother Hamlin, I heard that you were a barrister before you came in? Let me ask you, what should we do when we meet the parole officer tomorrow..."

"Hey! Go aside..."

The old blacks immediately came over to drive them away. Hamlin shrugged his shoulders friendly to the two old Mos and expressed helplessness. He picked up an accounting textbook and read it carefully. It is impossible to continue practicing after he is released from prison, but he is in a There are still several million hidden in the secret account, and there is a lot of money.

The situation of DeLay in the Silicon Valley prison is much worse. There are people watching but no one to take care of him. He is bullied by his inmates and harassed by a sorority with special hobbies. The case is still going on outside. The sentence is likely to be more than 20 years, and he suffers from insomnia. , Mental weakness, sensitive, irritable and suspicious.

Of course he wanted to use the money from the singer mutual aid fund to hire a good lawyer to file a lawsuit, but the last bit of rationality told him that he had to be cautious not to suddenly die in prison like Little Lowry did, "What do you say this time?"

He would negotiate with the other party whenever he had the chance, but the hateful thing was that these guys refused to win his trust first, so how could it work.

"What do you say? You know we want you to tell what you know, and you also know our return, a great deal, don't you? Mr. Delay." The man in the suit in front of him still gave a formulaic answer.

"You have to show your sincerity and strength first, otherwise I won't do it." Di Lai lowered his voice.

"Please say."

"You...you have to get rid of the two old blacks. There are not many black prisoners here. One is...the other is..." Delay announced his name, "and help me transfer to a better prison area, a better one. Work, I'm bullied every day in the laundry room, I'm done!"

Delay pressed his callused palms on the glass, "Who can tell now that these are two hands playing the piano!"

"You're just paranoid, Delay, and you're not in the right shape."

"Damn! I was wrong, they are the people of AS! They are watching me!"

"Uh...we don't have permission to participate in this kind of thing, we only pay money, and you must first accept the interview with the reporter we arranged before the first payment will be made."

The other party replied that they were just doing ordinary work for the foundation, and the higher-ups would not send such jobs. He knew that the higher-ups were targeting AS, but no one would tell the reason, let alone who they were serving, so... there was no need What subjectivity.

"fxxk! Then don't bother me! You don't know how ruthless as is..." Dilai lost control of his emotions again when he heard the familiar words, and smashed the microphone on the glass, "go ask who asked you to come people!"

"Calm down! Mr. Delay..."

"Fuck you and calm down!"

Dilai cursed and continued to smash, but was quickly dragged away by prison guards.

'boom! '

And in Los Angeles, the judge struck the hammer cleanly and just denied Lazarenko's request for bail.

"Don't worry, we'll keep applying."

The local Dali comforted him whose face was already swollen.

From the former prime minister to the prisoner, he was mentally prepared but still couldn't accept it when things came to an end. "Where are my friends? They promised me that they would delay until next year at least, but they broke their promise..."

"Those politicians? Or cia? Hehe, they didn't expect you to be so stupid as to rape a popular American actress in front of so many guests." The lawyer smiled, "You should keep a low profile."

"Low-key, I died faster. I think you know how ruthless the Slavs are towards political enemies and traitors."

Lazarenko answered unhappily, "I don't want to hang in a dark corner silently. Only by doing my best to attract the attention of the western media can I feel safe. I don't really want to spend money like this in your country now. , that’s a way of showing off.”

According to his plan, after Mira is dealt with, he can follow the news about the relationship between the two, and quickly get on the entertainment pages flooding the West.

"Anyway, you choose yourself," replied the lawyer.

"I'm going to expose Milla Jovovich's vote-buying scandal, what do you think?"

"It's best not to, you can't conflict with As anymore, he is a billionaire, and he has a good relationship with the commander and others, if you offend him again, no one here can save you." The lawyer stopped.

"Defendant's lawyer?" the judge urged to leave the court.

"Hmph! Arkansas disguised as a white man?" Lazarenko knew the nickname of the current commander-in-chief.

"As can affect black votes. That's the population in the early tenth percentile of the entire population. Admit it. Again, you shouldn't be so stupid as to provoke his ex-girlfriend."

The lawyer took advantage of the last opportunity, "Don't make the commander-in-chief unhappy, you will depend on him for the rest of your life."

"I want to hire better lawyers, the legal team, and now I am not satisfied with this."

Cia was still taking care of him in secret, with a small single room and a complete bathroom. After Lazarenko returned to the temporary detention cell, he was quickly allowed to call a trusted local Russian-Jewish lawyer, "Introduce some of your friends?"

"They're very expensive." The other party said on the other end of the phone, "Do you know that the As case of Barn cost more than 20 million?"

"I just want to get out of this damn place as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll help you find it."

"Get Harvey Weinstein back on my calls, and the politicians."

"OK."

"Is my European journalist guest still around?"

"Yes. Uh, cia just came here to warn you that you are strictly prohibited from having any further conflicts with as."

"What do you mean? Not only did they sit back and watch me being humiliated by AS, they also betrayed me? They don't want the information in my hands?"

"Probably not, but they asked me to tell you that you can't offend AS anymore, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise they will give up on you and let the US government accept Ermao's request for repatriation."

Lazarenko finally became frightened when he heard this, and gritted his teeth while touching his sore cheek, "What if I insist on doing this?"

"Don't be impulsive, Mr. Lazarenko." The voice of a familiar CIA agent came through the phone, "We are watching you 24 hours a day."

"Okay, but I have to get out as soon as possible. You have to help me, otherwise I won't cooperate." He also just wanted to bargain, and the basic qualities of a politician are still there. If you provoke people who shouldn't be provoked, your teeth will be knocked out. Just swallow it, uh, the tooth did get knocked out.

"Okay, we are working hard, you should also contact your new Hollywood friends more."

"Mr. Lazarenko."

"Harvey." He called Harvey Weinstein again, "You have to help me get in touch with Mr. President as soon as possible."

"I'm working hard, don't worry." Harvey laughed.

"I also need clean cash."

"I will not participate in your financial operations..."

"No, just sell some works of art, all clean."

"That's fine, I'll help you contact David Geffen, he is a big buyer in this regard."

"I know, I just want to get in touch with Mr. Geffen, please ask him to help me? I need more friends now, and I also know that he has great energy... Time is tight."

"No problem, Hollywood is a big warm family and we all look out for each other."

Chicago 1990