Chapter 208 Growth Education

The video tape of the fan club was produced very quickly. Delay used the equipment of A+ records to repair the sound a little bit. Song Ya was in good condition that day and sang five songs except Empire State of Mind and i hate u i love u. The interaction between up and down is also very warm and natural.

However, without the permission of Sony Columbia Records, such audio-visual products cannot be released. Song Ya does not want to take the risk of distributing through underground channels, so she can only keep it as a souvenir.

Time is slowly approaching November, and most of Yongdao's people have withdrawn from the Sony Columbia Records headquarters, leaving only one accountant in charge of daily auditing, which relieves Song Ya's burden a lot, and the money spent is worth it. Compared to before at SBK, the average price of Sony Columbia Records, especially the average price of records released abroad, has been raised a lot. In the past, Song Asheng alone would never be able to force such a good price.

"APLUS, you may need to go to New York." Yeremov sneaked up to see him again, "Schulkhoff wants to see you."

"Who is Schulhoff?" Song Ya just remembered what she said, "The president of Sony America?"

"Yes, that's him."

Yeremov introduced: "Schulhoff, a Ph.D. in physics, is good at selling electronic products, but he doesn't understand the entertainment industry at all, and is ridiculed privately by Hollywood people as an 'unlicensed operator'. He has no influence over the co-chairmen of Columbia Pictures, Guber and Peters, and he has no influence over Motura's record empire."

"Then is it useful for me to see him?" Song Ya asked.

"Always try, it's almost time for the release of i hate u i love u, but Motura let it go, and would rather pay you five million to prevent the release of your song, maybe Schulhoff finally got the hang of it? After all, he is the sole boss of Sony in the United States." Yeremov claimed credit: "This opportunity is entirely due to my relationship with Benzi."

"You've done a good job, Yeremov." Song Ya knew what the other party was implying, "After I get over the difficulties, your treatment will be greatly improved."

The next day, under the leadership of Yeremov, who worked hard, Song Ya met the helm of Sony in the United States.

Schulhoff is very trusted by the book, but the acquisition of Columbia Pictures led by him is now in turmoil, although Sony's main purpose is to use the publications of Columbia Pictures and record companies to fight for electronic product standards Help, but Columbia Pictures is now a bleeding wound, and even Sony is a bit too much to lose.

"APLUS,

Motura is the perfect manager, without him, I think I would be the laughing stock of the entire Mi..."

Schulhoff, a very busy white man with a strong engineering temperament, seems to be unaware of Hollywood's evaluation of him, "This incident has caused harm to both of you, I think maybe you can release a little kindness first, let me do it Be a middleman."

"I have great respect for Mr. Motura."

Song Ya was a little disappointed. After hearing Schulhoff's opening remarks, he understood that it was impossible to threaten Motura through the senior management of Sony America. Columbia Pictures became the perfect foil for Sony Columbia Records. The more he lost in Hollywood, It highlights the importance of Motura in the recording industry.

"Well, how far can you concede?" Schulhoff asked.

"My conditions are public, five years of A+ album distribution rights and my two personal albums. This condition cannot be changed anymore, because I have already made public offers to major record companies across the country. Whoever matches will get me. Sony is no exception." Song Ya replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Gao Shu." Schulhoff picked up the landline and gestured to Gao Shu who was accompanying him.

"Let's go out and have a chat? Please." Gao Shu led Song Ya and others out of the office.

"APLUS-san, I didn't expect things to turn out like this." Gao Shu politely apologized again, "If you leave Sony Columbia Records, I think maybe the cooperation we talked about before..."

"I understand." Song Ya knew that once there was a complete break, next year's MD advertisement, no, maybe she would never receive an advertisement for Sony products again.

"I'm really sorry." Gao Shu bowed ninety degrees.

The few people were quickly called back by Schulhoff, "It's a bit embarrassing to say, young man, Motura doesn't want to talk to you about this right now, he's busy with MJ's new album, and I don't want to disturb him at this time. "Schulhoff seemed to be persuaded by Motura.

As expected, Song Yabai made a trip.

"The good news is that it's finally in a new car."

Back in Chicago, Song Ya saw that the entourage was a little frustrated, so she took the initiative to change the subject. The bulletproof version of the W140S600 was finally shipped from Belgium to Chicago. "I fell in love with the front of this car. A little familiar."

"Familiar?" Yeremov asked.

"Forget it, just pretend I saw it in a dream." Song Ya didn't want to be entangled with those vague memories in her mind.

School life is still going on, Game of Thrones rehearsal progress has slowed down but is still advancing slowly, and those record companies that are interested in Song Ya are still making tentative quotations. At present, the closest one is Warner Records. Question, but they also took a fancy to A+ Records, but they only asked for 49% of A+ Records shares. At the same time, they expressed their kindness to Song Ya on behalf of Madonna. Perhaps because of the song Empire State of Mind sung with Mariah Carey, Song Ya is very popular with DIVAs.

One day, Kasiti finally appeared again at a band event.

She became very withdrawn, very silent, and did not respond to Song Ya's eyes drifting over. It seems that Vic's suspension has hit her quite hard.

"Now you know how that violin got here?"

The principal violinist got the news from nowhere, and said to the girl next to him in a small voice that everyone could hear: "I heard that someone's father is a bad policeman."

"Stop chatting!" Song Ya tapped the baton, "The fourth section begins now..."

Cassity had frequent incidents, and Song Ya turned a blind eye to them all. After the rehearsal, she dodged the stares and whispered discussions of the girls around her, and hurriedly stuffed the precious violin that she usually cherished very much into the violin case. step away.

Song Ya secretly sighed.

He was escorted to the parking lot by old Mike, and was about to leave when he saw Kasiti get out of her car and walk out of the parking lot in the heavy rain.

"Wait a minute." Song Ya was suddenly stunned. Two minutes later, he asked Old Mike to stop the car, "Let me drive."

"Itchy hands? This car is really good." Old Mike moved to the passenger seat.

"Uh, no, I want to drive alone, can you find a way to go back by yourself?" Song Ya asked.

Old Mike looked back at him, "It's raining heavily outside."

"Do me a favor, Mike." Song Ya opened the door and ran into the driver's seat.

Old Mike went out with a straight face, slammed the car door, and hid in the teaching building with a newspaper against the rain.

Seeing that he was calling a taxi, Song Ya started the car and chased in the direction Kasiti left.

From a distance, I saw the good girl was drenched in water, her beautiful blond hair was stuck to her face in strands, and her school uniform was almost soaked. She was standing by the side of the road, as if she was about to cross the road, Song Ya grabbed her Opportunity, he kicked the accelerator and parked the car in front of her.

"Cassidy, is the car broken down? Come on, I'll take you home." He found the window button, opened the window of the passenger seat, and shouted to Cassie.

"No need." Kasiti looked around and found that the eyes of the students were all on this side, she hurriedly shook her head, "I'll just take the bus."

"Uh." Song Ya closed her eyes and recalled for two seconds, "I'm not for you, Kasiti."

Cassity's expression changed.

"I feel sorry for your violin. As a musician, I'm afraid it will be damaged by the rain." Song Ya said to her with a smile: "If you really don't want to get in the car, I suggest that you put the violin in my car." Here, you follow the car and walk slowly, let's go to the platform together."

Kasiti may not have thought of why Song Ya played this game, and was hesitating, Song Ya said again: "If you are afraid that I will drive away, I can temporarily pay to buy the piano." He took out a few pieces from his pocket. Zhang Qianqian, "How much does the new violin cost? Ten? Or twenty?"

Cassidy was amused.

Song Ya ran out of the car, took the violin from her shoulder, snatched her schoolbag and threw it into the car window, and then really started the car, signaling to Kasiti that she could go.

Kasiti stepped towards the platform, "What's wrong with you? Why are they talking bad about you?" Song Ya drove the car parallel to her like a snail, "I heard it all just now."

Kasiti lowered her head, "I don't want to say it."

"Well, it's up to you, but you can't do this, the more you are afraid of escaping, the more the gossips of those girls will go too far."

"I know, I... my father has suffered some bad slander, but it doesn't matter, I believe he is a good policeman, and everything will come to light."

No wonder, Song Ya complained silently, "For sure."

As expected, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Following Song Ya's deliberate chatting, Kasiti's mood improved a lot. She couldn't stand the drenching, "Uh, I think, I'd better get in the car." She lowered her head and looked through the window. Xiang Songya, "Can I get in the car?"

Her whole body was soaked, her school uniform was stuck to her chest with water, and the color of her underwear was clearly visible.

"Come on." Song Ya opened the car door, "Where is your home? I'll take you back."

Kasiti gave an address, "Thank you, APLUS, I know I read you right, you are the best musician, although you are usually cool and ignore people, but you are actually very kind..."

"Hey, don't talk to Kasiti in such a tone, we are classmates and friends."

Song Ya took out a tissue from the storage box and gave it to her, and drove the car very slowly. The sight in the rain was not good, and when many fast cars approached, they saw that they were about to collide. The driver honked his horn to protest when delivering the car.

"Yes, it's a friend." Kasiti wiped the water off her body with a tissue. "You're driving too slowly, it's not safe," she said.

"This way we can be alone for a longer time." Song Ya started to be shameless, and he simply drove the car to the side of the road, sliding all the way forward.

Kasiti bared a smile, "Come on, you have a girlfriend APLUS..."

"You know, in the music industry, sometimes relationships are just for the outside world to see."

Song Ya said: "I have always been sorry about that incident. At that time, I didn't let you get in the car. Your car really broke down, right? Like today, I was very alert at that time, and I was very afraid Girls who approach me for fame or just to show off."

"Uh..." Kasiti lowered her head, "Yes, my car really broke down that day."

Under Song Ya's deliberate ingratiation, Kasiti was coaxed very happily, and he successfully dragged it until the night fell.

"I think I'll never get home if you drive like this, where is this?" Kasiti looked out the window.

"The place my sister told me about, she used to come here with her boyfriend often." Song Ya stopped the car and turned off the engine. The bulletproof Mercedes-Benz car film was strong enough, and it was absolutely dark outside.

"Uh, I think, we..." Kasiti looked at Song Ya, whose upper body was slowly approaching in panic, "Aren't we going too fast, APLUS?"

"Why, we've known each other for so long." Song Ya kissed her.