Chapter 1270 It's All on Holiday

Text Chapter 1270: Everyone is on holiday

"Why are you here? No, the party is almost over. Everyone is rushing home for Christmas Eve, and the boss is asleep. He is very tired today."

After the Chicago performance, the Full Score global tour officially came to an end. Because Christmas was approaching, many people had already planned to take the night flight home. When Rashida arrived in the second half of the night, the celebration party in Highland Park was already full of people.

Hayden also drove to the airport, ready to pick up Xue Linfen's mother and son's private jet back to their home in Los Angeles for the holidays.

"I'm at the door, and the taxi has already been sent away by me."

At this time, it was snowing heavily in Chicago and the wind was bitterly cold. Rashida, who had just added a coat, was shivering outside the big iron gate. Hayden, who was driving, picked it up.

Sleepy and cold, she could only huddle in the stone doorpost to avoid the wind and snow, and looked at the brightly lit villa inside through the iron railing, and began to feel wronged, self-pity, and regret that she shouldn't have come impulsively.

"Oh! I see."

Hayden first called the security guard of Highland Park, and after thinking about it, he sent a text message to Song Ya.

The iron door opened, "Miss Jones?" The black security supervisor in an automatic wheelchair came out to pick her up, "Why are you here so late? Please come in quickly." He took off his coat and covered her.

"Is aplus here?" She asked, feeling warmer all of a sudden.

"The boss has gone to bed early, do you need to arrange a room for you?"

"OK."

The young men and women who did not go home for reunion plans have stopped carnival. Some night owls, literary and artistic youths gathered in front of the fireplace to smoke, play and sing, and most of them were already sleeping soundly on sofas and other places. The strong smell of wine, perfume and other A complex mixed smell filled the brand-new grand banquet hall. The floor and seats were full of wine glasses, dinner plates, wine stains, food and clothing, all in a mess.

Several waiters from the party company dozed against the buffet and the bar.

Rashida got off her feet cautiously, bypassing the high-heeled shoes dropped by someone and various sundries, and was led into the guest room upstairs by the bodyguards.

She quickly took a hot bath, put on her pajamas, and went out to the master bedroom of aplus based on her memory, and finally went back to the room in frustration.

"Why are you here again?"

It was only after dawn that Song Ya saw the text message from Hayden. He actually slept in the small building next to the garage that night, the small room where he used to mess around with Fergie and Charis.

"Who?" The woman's hand stretched out from behind, caressing his chest.

"A nagging friend, nothing."

Song Ya turned around and hugged the woman tenderly, fondled her blond hair and asked, "Isn't it hard these days?"

"Fortunately, life has to go on, doesn't it?"

Kasiti, who came back from the holiday, has matured a lot, and gradually began to have the Washington elite femininity of Sloan, but her appearance is better and her affinity is stronger. The unexpected death of her father Vic McGee made her stronger. , the expression occasionally reveals a bit of melancholy.

"Remember when Vic told me to stay away from you?"

"of course I remember……"

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The two chatted about the past when her father Vic McGee,

"Let's not talk about this?" Kasiti finally wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and kissed her, "I miss you very much, yesterday's concert was wonderful."

"Yes, I lost a few pounds after one jump."

It is too difficult to meet, and it has to be like being a thief. Song Ya and she, who have known each other since middle school, know that there will be no results in the future. Time is precious. When the sun shines on the bed, the two are lingering again.

"Are you happy working at PNAC?"

Old Mike also went back to the South for vacation to reunite with his granddaughter, and the trustworthy Song Zecheng delivered breakfast to the room.

"I'm very happy and I learned a lot."

Cassidy laughed, "The recent Lewinsky case is so funny, it's like a festival every day in our place.

"

Of course the conservative foundation had a good time watching the show, "Do you think the commander-in-chief can pass the Senate vote next month?" Song Ya asked.

"should be no problem."

Cassidy's judgment is similar to the mainstream forecast, "Although we are the majority party, we still don't have two-thirds of the votes. We have lost a few seats in the House of Representatives in the mid-term elections, which is very beneficial to our senators. They are also worried about losing seats, knowing that impeachment cannot be passed, maybe the situation will be opposite to the House of Representatives, and some of our senators will run away votes."

Now she completely considers herself a party member, and her tone of talking about politics is becoming more and more professional.

"By the way, how is the inside of your PNAC?"

The two ate breakfast casually, chatting like old friends for many years, "What are the other topics?" Song Ya asked.

"It's still the same, and there is no internal unity. Chairman William Bristow is always thinking about continuing to fight Iraq. The second-ranked theorist Robert Kagan is more moderate. He believes that the United States should establish a 'more benevolent hegemony.'"

Cassidy replied.

"Where are Cheney and Bolton?"

"They? Of course they love wars more. They think that if the previous commander-in-chief continues to expand military operations in the Middle East after the Gulf War, he won't be able to step down once, causing everyone to starve for eight years... When there is a foreign war, the voters will Will be more inclined to support re-election based on stability. Those people are more willing to participate in politics deeply and don't like to stay in the revolving door for too long."

Kasiti wiped her mouth with a tissue, pecked Song Ya's face, then began to wear her bloated down jacket, and covered most of her face with a scarf, "I'm leaving, and I won't be seen later."

"Well, the silencer is waiting on the yacht at the dock, and he will send you off."

Song Ya looked out the window, the snow had stopped, and two or three guests who hadn't left were walking on the lawn against the cold wind, and picked up a small bag containing cash on the table, "And this."

"No need, I've changed from the probationary period to a regular salary increase." Kasiti refused with a smile on her face: "But thank you anyway, I know you've been helping my younger siblings with treatment..."

"Small, you know I'm rich."

The two hugged each other again, "Take care."

"You take care too."

Kasiti left in a low-key manner. The opportunity to get together is very precious. Song Ya wanted to send her off in person, but...

"Get rid of these psycho party animals."

What's the point of taking a walk outside in such a cold day, Song Ya ordered: "Let the party company clean up the house, and then go back to celebrate the holiday."

The bodyguards began to wake up the hangover guests and knocked on the guest room doors one by one. After a while, men and women went out one after another yawning, and were picked up by a car and sent away.

"Where's the silencer?"

Aunt Susie and others came together again, Tony asked.

"He sent the guests off." Song Ya hugged them, "How is your study at Howard University?"

He asked Emily, this cousin who didn't plan to be in the entertainment industry was sent to a top black traditional university by him, and he was also the alma mater of the author of "Beloved", Nobel Prize winner Toni Morrison.

"It's okay." Emily Pippi shrugged. She was going there anyway, so it doesn't matter if she majored in drama.

"Alex."

The blue-eyed little Freddie has also grown up. He went to a private prestigious school together since he was a child. He and his other brothers and sisters are like people from two worlds.

Aunt Susie insisted on making Christmas Eve food herself, and she took Connie to the kitchen to get busy.

At noon, the party company cleaned up the inside and outside of the manor, several large trucks left with people and garbage, and Xue Linfen arrived with Robb, Jon and little Sansa, and Mira was on the same plane with her.

"Wow……"

Emily, who was lying on the sofa in the lobby watching TV, couldn't help sighing softly when she looked at Xue Linfen and Mira who were holding hands like sisters.

"snort!"

There was a festival between the two groups. Aunt Susie came out of the kitchen and snorted coldly when she saw Xue Linfen, her face scrunched up.

"Daddy! Susie!" Robb didn't understand the grievances and grievances of the adults, and excitedly led Jon towards him.

Aunt Susie's face softened, and she hugged the children one by one with complicated emotions.

"Let's sit down, we just have something to eat together, isn't the journey hard?" Song Ya put her arms around the waist of the mother and mother-to-be in concern.

"How can a private jet be so hard?"

Xue Linfen prepared gifts for everyone, which should not be cheap. She asked the driver to bring in large and small gift boxes and distributed them to Tony and Connie.

At least on the surface, it's okay, anyway, in Song Ya's eyes, everyone is a decent scene of harmony and harmony.

"Mr. Eisner called back." Everyone was on vacation, and Song Zecheng, who was temporarily serving as the guardian of the mobile phone, came to report.

"Um."

Song Ya pushed Mira's back, "I'll answer the phone first."

The relationship between Mira and Tony is much better, and they quickly become one with Tony and the returned silencer.

"Mr. Eisner."

Song Ya went to a place where no one was there to answer the phone, but didn't notice that there was still a person standing on the second floor above. Rashida overslept and just came out dressed up.

"Aplus, what's the matter?" Eisner asked.

"My new album has been leaked! Now it's all over the Internet! Someone told me it must have flowed from the cd factory, otherwise there wouldn't be a high-quality version so soon! Music critics are sneaking away, and my new album hasn't been released yet What! The Big Five are disgusting us! They must have done it on purpose!"

Song Ya began to yell at Emperor Disney. This was actually a strategy taught by Linton in private. His Majesty the Emperor is still very broad-minded in some respects, and he can tolerate bad-tempered money printing machines, and he doesn't mind others using this attitude to challenge the Disney Emperor. He sues, he offends, he just has something to say.

What he doesn't like are contemptuous and resentful offenses, and the fact that his subordinates secretly work behind his back to make troubles, or offend his personal dignity and fundamental interests in Disney, which are absolutely forbidden.

But from Rashida's point of view, these are completely different flavors. She stared at the man's back obsessively, the more she eavesdropped, the more excited she became, and she wished she could pounce on him and eat him right now.

"I'm on vacation, and it's Christmas time, can't you find someone from the record company in charge first?"

Eisner's brain ached from his barrage of exclamation points, and he turned the microphone away from his ears.

"This is a big deal! The Internet spread is too rampant, and my new album's sales will be greatly affected!"

Song Ya continued to yell, "William Morris told me that this is a warning they are giving me and you! Slap in the face! Get off your horse!"

"I know, I know, let me ask what's going on first, ok? Don't make noise, I have a heart attack."

Eisner hung up the phone, "This kid." He shook his head and chuckled, and after thinking for a while, he hung up the call to the staff of Disney Records.

"Hi."

Before Song Ya put down her phone, someone greeted sweetly behind her suddenly. When she turned her head, it turned out that it was Rashida's vixen face and red lips.

"Uh...Harvard is on vacation?"

"Yes, sorry, I arrived very late yesterday and slept late." Rashida twisted her body and stuck out her tongue to pretend to be cute.

"Uh, it's okay, let's just have dinner together. Connie! Add another tableware!"

Song Ya had no choice but to do her best as a landlord, "The one who came to the party yesterday, maybe the bodyguard forgot to remind her." Then she whispered to Aunt Susie to get rid of it.

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