Chapter 196 Neverland

"Mr. Yeremov, I'm sorry for what happened to Columbia Pictures." The book is really polite. As a manager with a high status, Gao Shu bowed and apologized to Yeremov as soon as he came up.

"It's nothing, it's all in the past, Mr. Gao Shu." Yeremov was very helpful, and learned to answer one nondescript.

"Sit down." The two sides knew each other and sat down on the sofa in front of the desk.

"I heard about your troubles from Mr. Yeremov, aps-san, I still want to express my apologies..."

He sat on the sofa and put his hands on his knees, "Mr. Motura is the manager we trust the most in the United States and is also the manager with whom we have the happiest cooperation. We don't want to disturb him." He bowed again.

"Well, I can understand, Gao Shu... Sang." Song Ya is not used to this way of communication, and he is not disappointed. He was brought here by Yeremov without much hope, and the Chinese are looking for a book Help weird.

"However, I can empathize with the situation that Aps-san suffered... In America, contracts, credit, friendship, even laws and national policies, everything has its own price, which is the cost of betrayal."

Gao Shu smiled wryly and shook his head: "This is not a country where the legal system or business credit are the first as they advertise. As long as the cost of betrayal in their hearts is exceeded, this place will become a jungle. Artists, lawyers, accountants, brokers, managers , politicians, and even grand masters, it takes only a short time for them to go from a well-dressed gentleman to a beast who obeys the law of the jungle. We have paid a lot of money to learn this. Mr. Motura may think that he is doing the right thing. Well, in this jungle, if he doesn't seize that opportunity, he will be ridiculed."

"A business where you make a big profit out of good intentions and long-term associations, they won't thank you, they'll thank God for giving them a fool. They will not thank you for a small profit. They will think that they have got what they deserve by relying on their own ingenuity and means, and have realized the American dream of so-called personal struggle. You must be like a boxer every moment Standing in front of them, not letting go of their every mistake, and doing your best with the goal of knocking down the opponent, maybe you can get a little bit of respect. It's just a little bit..."

"Those who fail in business competition will go back to lick their wounds, clamor for votes, lobby politicians, and directly use the means of gangsters and robbers to try to get back what they can't get with ingenuity and hard work. Aps-san, do you have Chinese ancestry? "

"Yes."

"I hope that when Huaguo enterprises come here in the future, the lessons we have experienced will save them from detours."

After Gao Shu finished speaking, he got up and went to the desk drawer to take a small square electronic device back, and handed it to Song Ya, "As my personal apology to Mr. Yeremov and you, this d , which is the idis product, I hope you can take it home and try it first, and then we will invite you to be one of the spokespersons of this product."

Song Ya played with this very light device smaller than a palm, "Is this a miniaturized d-machine?"

"It can also be said that d discs have smaller capacity than ordinary d discs, and the sound quality loss is not great, but they are more portable and have better shock resistance." Gao Shu gave a brief introduction, and then got up to see off the guests, "My colleagues from the marketing department will Will contact you."

"Okay, Gao Shusang, I've been taught."

Song Ya and Yeremov left the building, "Although the matter can't be resolved, it's not bad to get a endorsement income for nothing." He saw Yeremov a little frustrated, "I'll give you a commission, This relationship of yours is useful, be sure to keep in touch."

"Very polite, says a lot, but doesn't do much."

Yeremov pointed to the D machine that Song Ya was playing with, "I was kicked out of Columbia Pictures like a dog because of him."

"Didn't you hear what he said? In this jungle, you have nothing to blame for being out of work yourself.

Yeremov... San. "

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"J would like to see you, aps!" Back home in Tribeca, Hayden brought the good news, "Tomorrow."

The excited Song Ya took him, Yeremov and Hamlin directly to California by night flight.

"This is Neverland?" In the morning, their car appeared outside a large iron gate with a very fairytale feel, decorated with golden patterns, badges and crowns, and the golden word "nevernd" was shining brightly above it.

"J bought this place in 1988 and spent 17 million knives, and then invested huge sums of money in renovation every year. This is his kingdom." Yeremov introduced.

Hayden, who registered in advance at the guardhouse that passed by, parked his car outside the gate. After waiting for a while, the gate opened automatically, and the car slowly drove in. There were security guards, gardeners and other staff busy along the way, but no one came to ask. them.

"What's that?" Song Ya saw a tall facility from afar.

"Ferris wheel," Hayden replied.

"What are they doing? Laying railroad tracks?" Song Ya saw a group of people working in the distance.

"probably."

"Fxxk! Did that guy just lead a camel and a chimpanzee..."

"There is j's private zoo in Neverland."

"Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

"Twenty-eight hundred acres. Don't worry."

He felt that he was just a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, and he was desperate.

"J doesn't know how much money has been invested in this place. Amusement parks, railways, zoos, artificial lakes, farmhouses, gardens, sports fields, cinemas, theaters... you have everything. I heard that the annual maintenance cost here is more than 10 million dollars. Hiring It has more than a hundred staff members and even has its own fire brigade.”

Yeremov's introduction made Song Ya marvel at J's generosity, "The king of pop ah?"

"Yes, only this place is worthy of the king of pop," Eremov replied.

"Is it okay for him to spend so much money?" Song Ya asked, "Although I know he can make a lot of money."

"Absolutely no problem." Yeremov was very sure, "He's not someone like Har who spends money recklessly."

Hayden accepted the staff's guidance and parked the car outside an English-style garden, "Hey, aps." J's manager, Sandy Glenn, was waiting there. The two had met at the celebration dinner after the Grammy at the beginning of the year On the one hand, he smiled and came up to shake hands with Song Ya who got off the car, "Maybe it will take a while, J is playing with the children..."

"Uh... alright."

Before Song Ya had time to complain, Sandy Glenn handed over another document, "Sorry, all guests need to sign this."

"Can't you disclose or publish what you've seen and talked about here?" Well, Song Ya knows that J is very serious, but the guest must agree to what the hell it is that his phone is being monitored...

"Let me deal with it." Hamlin took it from Song Ya's hand and read it, then shrugged, "It's all here, we just don't call."

"Okay, it's up to the owner." Song Ya signed.

"J only saw one aps, you can wait in the room." Through the garden, Sandy Glenn led Song Ya and others into a four-story villa with a mixed style, and said to Hayden and the others.

"Okay." A servant came over and took Hayden and the others away.

Song Ya was led into another house.

One of J's lawyers, Lee Phillips, was waiting there.

He felt like he was waiting to meet the king now, well, j is indeed the king of pop.

"We met, outside Motura's office." He and Lee Phillips also met once, and the other party had a verbal conflict with Motura.

"Yes, I remember, aps." Lee Phillips smiled and shook his hand.

The three of them chatted casually to pass the time, and Song Ya could feel that the two guys in front of him had been observing and testing him.

"I don't spend much because I don't earn much."

"Yes, I haven't even posted the first post yet."

"Robert from sbk? Yes, I don't like him very much, and he doesn't like me too much."

"Daniel can be regarded as my bole. Without him, the sales of second-hand stores and de Klerk would not be so popular."

"Yes, I've also heard that he intends to acquire Viking Records."

"Jenny (Jenny Jackson)? Hehe, no, we probably haven't met..."

While chatting, the King of Pop with long hair in a black shawl, dressed in a gorgeous nightgown, appeared at the side door leading a beautiful little black boy.

"Are you talking about Jenny? I haven't seen my sister for a long time."

The voice is very...quiet? "aps, hello, I like your song Feelitstill..." He took the initiative to hug her.

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