Chapter 230

Before making an official quotation to Litman, the two parties must first set up an investment company to finalize the relevant agreement in black and white, otherwise Song Ya really dare not rest assured of the credit of the "upper class".

"It will take a few days to finish these things. Is there enough time?" the accountant of Yongdao asked after collecting the relevant documents.

"Litman will be waiting for us."

Song Ya was very sure that he didn't bid, and Littman couldn't be stupid enough to reach a deal with Quincy Jones in advance.

"Let Yeremov and Eli prepare for the crisis public relations. The rumors of MJ's 'bleaching' first came out of Quincy Jones. Simmons is also very established in the New York hip-hop scene."

Song Ya studied the two opponents carefully during this time, "If they become angry, the scene will be very ugly."

"Okay, I wrote it down." Taraji quickly recorded.

The party outside was going crazy. Many young people were drinking champagne by the pool and twisting their bodies to the dynamic music. Some people were leaning on the railing of the roof overlooking the night view of New York and chatting in low voices.

When a man and a woman see each other, they will hug each other and try to open the bedroom door. If one room is locked, try the next one. If the door is opened, they will rush in as if they have won a lottery, and then have a big fight .

Song Ya passed the door of a bedroom and heard the banging sound of the wooden door being knocked continuously.

"FXXK! Take it easy! Don't break my door!" He slammed the door hard.

It became quiet inside, and after a few seconds, it started to bang again... bang bang...

Song Ya shook her head and smiled wryly. The atmosphere in the living room was also very high. Many people surrounded two unknown rappers and listened to their impromptu battle.

"APLUS, come too!" Someone spotted Song Ya who was passing by, and came up to hold him back, "Aren't you going to play?"

"Call NAS, I have something to do with Daddy Kane."

He went to find Daddy Kane who was drinking and smoking cigars on the sofa. At the Grammy Awards in early 1991, Daddy Kane won the award with Quincy Jones, but he belongs to ColdChillin' Records, which mainly serves JuiceCrew This loose hip-hop combination, the JuiceCrew combination has a high status in the history of hip-hop music, and Daddy Kane is one of its members.

"Yeah, Madonna, I fucked her, she likes black people."

Daddy Kane, who has already drunk a lot, is bragging about his glorious achievements, "She invited me to shoot the cover of her magazine..."

Song Ya greeted him and sat next to him, "Is it convenient to chat?" Pointing to the followers around him.

Daddy Kane raised his chin, and followed his followers to walk away wisely.

"I heard, you messed with Quincy Jones and Russell Simmons, right?" Daddy Kane probably heard the news from Rakim, "What the fuck are you thinking man, you're going to lose a lot of money by doing this Music friends."

"How could I take the initiative to provoke them? You know, I wanted to buy a magazine, but they stepped in without saying hello." Song Ya complained, "I guess I will make an offer and stop entanglement. Afterwards Anyway, can you help me mend things with them?"

"no problem."

Uncle Kane agreed, "Leave it to me."

"Thanks." Song Ya didn't know if his promise in this situation counted, but he still made a grateful gesture and beat his chest like NAS.

At this time, Fergie ran over and whispered in his ear, "We are ready."

Song Ya was held by her hand and walked into the master bedroom, "What are you ready for?"

The next day, Song Ya was woken up by Taraji's knock on the door. He yawned, pushed Fergie's arms away from his chest, and carefully pulled his legs out from under Harley, and climbed out of bed , picked up the nurse uniforms scattered on the ground and threw them on the hangers,

Put on your nightgown, open the door and go out.

"What's the matter?" He saw Hayden standing beside Taraji.

"There's a new buyer coming in," Taraji whispered, peering through the door.

Song Ya pushed her head out and closed the door, "Who?"

"The owner of Def Records, Rick Rubin, is also the founder of DefJam Records. Russell Simmons joined later, but in 1988 Russell Simmons and others forced him out of the record company he created. Later he founded The Def label, and Russell Simmons are deadly rivals." Hayden introduced, "After he learned that we were competing with Russell Simmons for the American Music Magazine, he immediately contacted William Morris to join."

"Is this good news or bad news?"

Song Ya was not very excited to see Hayden.

"It's hard to say, his joining will definitely strengthen our strength, but since he and Russell Simmons are sworn enemies, Russell Simmons will definitely care more about winning or losing, so... this is a double-edged sword. And Rick Crew Bing is also white."

"So the DefJam record, which is so important in the history of hip-hop music, was founded by white people?" Song Ya asked.

"It can be said that, but Rick Rubin is not as obsessed with hip-hop music as Russell Simmons. He likes rock and pop. And Russell Simmons is not as loyal to music as Rick Rubin. He puts a lot of energy on When it comes to side jobs, their personalities are completely opposite." Hayden replied.

"is there time?"

"It's too late. The investment company between us and Shirley Fleming will be established in two days."

Song Ya pondered for a while, "Is Rick Rubin a big shot? Who has more influence, he or Russell Simmons..."

"Russell Simmons, or he wouldn't have won the internal battle at DefJam Records."

Hayden said: "However, Rick Rubin's energy is not small, after all, he has been in this industry for so many years, and he is a very capable producer, emmm... at least he looks very capable. "

Taraji pulls out an old magazine, and on the cover Rick Rubin looks a bit like a younger Carl MAX, with a beautiful bushy beard that grows down to his chest.

"It's true that he looks very knowledgeable..."

"He's Jewish," Hayden added.

"Well, make an appointment with him for me, and call Eremov."

Song Ya pulled Yeremov, who is also Jewish, and went to meet the owner of the Def record company together.

"I'm willing to do anything that can cause trouble for Russell Simmons."

This crazy guy leaned lazily on the back of the chair, speaking very short and straightforward, as if it took effort to add a word, "You can count me in."

"I think my competition with Russell Simmons is not limited to money. Mr. Rubin, as a latecomer, if you want to join me and Ms. Shirley Fleming, you need to provide some help at other levels, such as Shirley Fleming Ms Lemming will push the jury of the Classical Music Annual to put pressure on Littman."

Song Ya doesn't need a pure investor, he also needs the social relationship behind this investor.

"No problem, I can influence Litman..."

Rick Rubin took out his cell phone and dialed directly, "Littman? Me, Rick, I heard something."

He sent the phone to Song Ya's ear, "What's the matter, Rick?" It was Litman's voice.

"You got a magazine to sell? American Music," Rick Rubin said loudly.

"Yes, that broken magazine has been a headache for me for half a year. Fortunately, two groups of people are fighting at the same time, and they won't give in to each other! Haha! Maybe I can make a fortune."

Littman seemed unsuspecting of him, and spoke in a very affectionate tone.

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