Chapter 136 High Society

"Is this old woman living in the nineteenth century!?"

The communication between the two parties broke up badly. Song Ya slammed the door and got into the car angrily, "Who does she think she is, the Queen of England? What about high society? Why doesn't he just buy the magazine and play it for himself? I think she completely bought it." worthy."

Just now Hayden tried to listen to the other party's conditions, but the old woman's words made Song Ya very angry. She said that this magazine is equivalent to a "high society" passport. Littman has already qualified, and now he is just paying the token The price of buying tickets is very high, and Song Ya's bidding will make this social event, which was originally tacit and elegant like a noble honor award, full of copper stink.

She persuaded Song Ya to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and she would not give anything!

"Where is the demeanor of the old money that you agreed to? The old woman can't even speak tactfully!" Song Ya scolded.

"There's no need to be subtle when no one else is around."

Hayden started the car, "Maybe we really think about things simply, why don't we ask someone in the 'upper society' first?"

"who?"

"Uh... Does Motura count?"

"No, Mariah Carey is crying, he must not be in the mood to answer my stupid question right now."

Song Ya flipped through the address book, found the biggest Quincy Jones phone number, and called.

"Hahaha……"

Quincy Jones laughed at his description, "You want to buy American Music Magazine? Why would you want to do that?"

"I didn't really want to buy it, so I asked the price after hearing the news! That's all!" Song Ya said helplessly.

"The readers of that magazine are... let's call them the upper class. They will definitely subscribe, but they may not necessarily read it. It is absolutely unimaginable for this group of people to own that magazine by a sixteen-year-old black hip-hop singer. Ms. Fleming is right, Littman is eligible to buy, but you are not. If you force the bid, it will only make Littman bleed a little more and make the scene ugly. It will definitely be a lose-lose for you, Offending a tycoon like Littman also offended the readership behind the magazine, many of whom are well-known writers, artists, music critics, film critics and pretentious old money class, who are also Grammy , Oscar, Emmy, Tony award judges..."

Quincy Jones said: "Even if you get it, do you have the kind of restraint to remain relatively objective like Ms. Fleming for more than 20 years, and not influence the readers behind it through magazines? You must know that they have great energy... "

"yeah,

They are all upper class, and as a result they can't even afford a niche magazine. "Song Ya said quietly.

"Hahaha……"

Quincy Jones laughed wildly, "That's two different things, kid, you'll understand later."

"Well, I'm sorry Mr. Jones, I said something wrong just now, and I was so angry." Song Ya gradually calmed down.

"It's okay, there is a long way to go to improve our status. Many black artists have been similarly angry, so we have a Soul Train Art Award. We have the final say, and the white people play it, haha..." Quincy Jones laughed: " But it's a bit too much for Ms. Fleming to talk to you like that, you have to ask her for something."

"She said it's no good..."

"bullshxt! Nope, when did a rapper become a dude? Have you got six books published?"

"Uh... Let me do the math, there are exactly six songs from the second-hand shop, to de Klerk, i feel it ing, remember the name, empire state of mind, feel it still, and there will be a song 'Trumpet' soon. "

"That's enough qualifications. Let Ms. Fleming help you get the membership of the National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences (Naras). She can do it. After joining Naras, you will also be a judge of the Grammy Awards, just like us." Kun West Jones said: "Is she really not afraid of you bidding? Otherwise, why would she be so anxious to find you?"

"I understand, thank you very much, Mr. Jones." Song Ya hung up the phone, "Hayden, later on, you can visit Ms. Fleming again alone, and tell her..."

The magazine is no longer available, and it seems like it would be nice to get a Grammy judge...

"So where are we going now? Back to the hotel?" Hayden asked.

"hotel……"

Song Ya didn't spend the money, and thought of buying a house, "Go to Tribeca, I'll take a look at the environment there."

The Tribeca neighborhood that appeared in the lyrics of empire state of mind has nothing that Songya likes now. There are old buildings on both sides of the street, usually around five to ten floors, and the shop floors on the first floor facing the street are relatively high. , the upper floors are used as apartment buildings for people to live in.

"Is there a map?"

Hayden found a map of New York from the storage compartment in the car.

"Let's go around again..." Song Ya walked around Tribeca, took a pen to circle a few places that were barely satisfactory, and handed them to Hayden, "Find a local real estate agent to help me pay attention."

Back at the hotel at night, Hayden made several phone calls but couldn't find out what happened to Mariah Carey, but it shouldn't be a big deal. When Song Ya went to the rehearsal room the next day, Mariah Carey had returned to normal, just a little Unconcious.

Song Ya asked a few words, but the other party didn't want to say anything, so he had to give up. Anyway, the rehearsal didn't need to be in a good state, and the performance of the two didn't have dances. Just practice the tacit understanding of cooperation.

The two also followed the script set by Sony Columbia to make up a recording of the scene and dialogue of empire state of mind in the recording studio. It was also not difficult, and the two talked and laughed easily.

"Can you adjust then, Miss Kelly?"

Before leaving, Song Ya was a little worried about the performance at the awards show.

"Yeah, you should worry more about yourself." Mariah Carey countered with a forced smile.

"Then we'll see you then."

"Bye~"

There is still some time before the Billboard Awards Gala, and Song Ya plans to go back to Chicago first.

Waiting for the flight at the airport, Hayden came over with a tabloid that mainly focused on entertainment and gossip, "Several things happened at the same time." He said.

"how?"

Song Ya took over the tabloid. The front page was a big portrait of Janet Jackson, and the headline was a sensational paragraph, 'It's settled! Janet Jackson signed to Viking Records, and the estimated signing fee is as high as 50 million dollars! '

"How many!?"

The figure of 50 million stunned Song Ya. After reading the text of the news carefully, he found that it was an estimated figure, but the minimum was 32 million dollars. This is definitely the most expensive signing fee in history. This five-year contract fee She became the world's most valuable singer.

"Poor Daniel, SBK still lost to that hippie rich man in England, Diva's dream was shattered." Song Ya was sad for Daniel for a second, and turned to the inside page of the newspaper.

'Atlantic Records singer Lowry Jr. is in trouble again! There was a street fight with an intern employee of Uptown Records, and one person was arrested. '

"fxxk!"

Song Ya saw the accompanying picture, the 'silencer' was punching a young black man lying on the ground, and the little Lowry next to him bent over and opened his mouth to curse at him, and AK pulled him tightly from behind.

Then in the second picture, the 'silencer' was brought into the police car...

Luckily, Tony isn't in the picture, he's supposed to be reporting to the probation officer in Chicago.

Well, Song Ya guessed it too, 'Muffler' definitely got the No. 2 lottery last time, and became the No. 2 unlucky guy after Tony.

He had made up his mind to ignore their affairs, and he didn't even bother to call Tony.

This kind of tabloid is a little bit better, the picture is very large, and one piece of news occupies a whole page, and he turned another page, 'Talent is really inherited! The sister of the new diva Mariah Carey was discovered, and she also has a good singing voice. '

The accompanying picture is a young woman who looks a bit like Mariah Carey. I don’t know if it’s intentional. Even the hairstyle is the same fluffy curly hair. She holds a microphone in her forehand and opens her mouth to sing.

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