Chapter 213 The Squash Competition

Eskub agreed to help, and Song Ya greeted Michelle again.

"You can't make stupid remarks about robbing Silla and not Chinese, then learn from MJ, all races live in harmony and eliminate differences, and the world is united."

Song Ya said, "Anyway, it's fine for me to stand on this moral high ground. Of course, it's better to let the shopkeeper buy insurance first. According to Escouber's tone, once the trial result of Rodney King is not as good as that of the black group I mean, this time there will definitely be a big fuss."

"Many people are reluctant to buy all the insurance." Song Asheng smiled wryly.

"Let's talk about it at that time." The two then settled their accounts carefully. The confrontation with Motura in the past few months caused Song Ya to lose nearly three million blood, and about one-third paid Yongdao's working hours and consulting fees. , a quarter was paid to the Goodman and Howard law firm, and the rest was spent on media public relations and other miscellaneous things.

"No, the more trouble you have, the more money your lawyers, accountants and crisis public relations will make. You have to be careful about this in the future." Song Asheng reminded: "I didn't say that because I was robbed of my business."

"I know." Song Ya also tasted it, "After reconciling with Motura, I have a good momentum now, but if they start to go downhill or face bankruptcy, their interests will not be consistent with mine."

"As long as you understand, boss."

"Let's not talk about these unhappy things. The apartment in Tribeca has been leased again, and the lawsuit in New Jersey has also been withdrawn by Wyser. By the end of the year, Sony Columbia will settle the record revenue..." Song Ya rubbed her hands excitedly, "I I am a twenty millionaire, how much liquidity do I have now?"

"The personal account is less than 500,000 yuan, and the sum of several companies is about the same amount, and there is an extra one million loans. Oh, by the way, if you want to give Yeremov a substantial increase in annual salary, then Delay's A+ audio It’s unreasonable that the general manager gets much less than the publicity manager of A+ records.” Song Asheng said.

"Let's all go up, and by the way, Taraji will also go up..."

Yeremov played a big role in this crisis. Song Ya valued his relationship with Benzi. Dilai is an old buddy. After finishing the calculation, Song Asheng took out two boxes, "By the way, you The endorsed innovative Sound Blaster was launched before Black Friday (a shopping festival in the United States), and the advertisement was broadcast simultaneously."

One box is the product packaging box endorsed by Song Ya. On it, Song Ya's big head photo is smiling brightly, and next to the snow-white teeth are the product pictures and names. The other is the video when the advertisement was broadcast. In just a few seconds, Song Ya closed her eyes and was intoxicated, listening to the background music. There was a sound blaster card on the table in front of her.

"It's okay, it's quite satisfactory."

Song Ya was very satisfied. The original intention was the friendship price of 750,000 advertising fees, but he did not expect to play a big role in this crisis, otherwise he would have to face the depletion of liquidity and had to mortgage stocks.

November is over, and the winter vacation is not far away. Song Ya stayed at school for a long time this semester, and there are two important things left, one is his squash game, and the other is Game of Thrones at school. Official debut at the International Joint Show.

Squash was invented by a bored British aristocrat in prison, and then the prestigious Harrow School students turned it into a formal sport. Chicagoans in this era, especially those above the white-collar class, liked to play it, because Chicago was cold for a long time. , plus there are strong winds outdoors all year round, indoor sports are much more convenient and comfortable.

As the person who has occupied the only squash court in the school for a long time, it is unreasonable for him not to fight for the school.

The physical education teacher signed up for the affiliated amateur group event of the Wind City Open. The scale of the event is very large, and the participants are very mixed. They are only divided into men and women, not adults and teenagers. Just like some marathons, there are often many people who sign up. Like running halfway, the focus is on participation. Song Ya also saw some old men with gray hair.

"I thought it was an interschool competition."

Song Ya's appearance caused a lot of commotion. The auditorium in front of his competition venue was full. Song Ya waved to the excited Denise and other diehard fans, and Mawota, who wore the same sportswear, Old Mike walked to the players' rest area, and Mawota helped him put down the equipment on his back, while Old Mike stood aside and kept looking around.

The physical education teacher who acted as a temporary coach came to guide, "Your style of play is not aggressive. When you encounter a lack of physical strength, try to mobilize your opponents and give full play to your own advantages."

Song Ya has practiced alone all year round, and his skills are indeed not comprehensive enough. He is not schizophrenic, and he is playing against another self. It is unlikely that 'both sides' will play too tricky offensive shots.

"Who will count those old men lying on the field when the time comes?" Song Ya asked.

"You got it..." the physical education teacher rolled his eyes, "It's time, go."

Song Ya took off her coat, opened the glass door of the court and walked in. Since it is called squash, this indoor sport cannot lack walls on all sides. It is destined to be very painful for the audience watching the game. Small competition venues usually have three walls and one glass , The audience can only watch the game through the glass behind the players, the viewing angle is narrow, and there are at most a hundred people sitting. The big game is surrounded by glass, but that kind of venue is very expensive to set up.

"Hello."

He didn’t meet the old man as he wished, and a white man in his thirties with tanned skin walked into the venue, “It’s a pleasure to meet you APLUS.” The two shook hands, and the other party took out a business card, “I’m from the Northern Trust. Fund manager, O'Grady."

"Wow..." Song Ya was caught off guard, "You still have a business card when you play basketball?"

"We are one of the sponsors." O'Grady pointed to the sponsor's logo outside. "This kind of amateur competition is actually a kind of social activity."

Well, I didn't expect the opponent to come prepared. Song Ya knew that Northern Trust and Harris Bank belonged to the Chicago consortium, so he stuffed the opponent's business card into the pocket of his shorts, served the ball directly, and hit the ball back and forth with the opponent at will. Warming up while getting used to the venue, "You can rest assured, our Northern Trust..."

This O'Grady speaks bluntly and even clumsily. He doesn't have the glib tongue of most fund managers, but he is as thick-skinned as if he didn't notice Song Ya's perfunctory. The same is true after starting.

These days, as long as you work in the financial district, you dare to call yourself a fund manager. Song Ya restrained her mind and tried her best to block the buzzing buzzing in her ears. , defeated this very good guy in straight sets and only scored two points for him.

O'Grady was out of breath, "It's good to be young, you can shoot action movies with your body and looks, as for the investment work, just leave it to professionals like me..."

"I will think about it. "

Song Ya finally got rid of him after a few perfunctory words, and went back to the rest area to sit down.

"The performance was good. The opponents in the first few rounds will not be very strong. You should pay attention to conserving your energy." The physical education teacher massaged his shoulders very attentively.

"So I have to use my physical strength to wear down my opponent and save my physical strength?" Song Ya complained.

"Uh... well, I can't give you professional advice..."

This physical education teacher is in charge of all kinds of small ball sports in the school, and the main energy is on the baseball team. "You can handle it yourself."

"Teacher, give me credits, maybe I can donate some money to the school baseball team in the future..."

Song Ya is not prepared to come here. Whether she can graduate smoothly or not depends on the physical education teacher in front of her. The salary and authority of the physical education teachers in key programs in American schools are very high. If you have ice hockey, baseball, basketball, rugby and other teams The coaching position can also lead the admission of relevant specialty students and the distribution of scholarships. There is a lot of room for maneuvering.

"Hey! Don't try to bribe me!"

The teacher said righteously, "I might agree to change to those children from rich families, but you are a star and attract a lot of attention from the outside world. I can't give you a high score without relevant grades, and you don't want to be dug up by reporters in the future. Bar?"

"Okay okay when I didn't say..."

The two were chatting, and a neat 'APLUS! APLUS! ’, Song Ya looked over and saw that the small groups of fans organized by Denise had arrived one after another, holding signs such as APLUS I Love You to cheer for themselves.

He saw Cassidy at a glance. The girl's jacket seemed to be M's uniform. She was chatting with Denise, and there was a white boy of similar age standing beside her.

"!"