Chapter 246 As You Wish

"Johnson belongs to the ruling Elephant Party, and is also the owner of a TV station and a listed company. It is impossible that he does not have some resources from the federal government."

In the study, Song Ya left two lawyers, Goodman and Hamlin, to discuss, "Let's assume." Hamlin said: "Eskuber really made a big fuss by then, and faced prosecution after being arrested. What should the prosecution do with the information you provided to Johnson as evidence? Or Johnson is already cooperating with the FBI, and he is actually letting you play the role of an informant, so we have to guard against it.”

Goodman added: "Escouber also specifically cursed the snitch in the song."

"Hmm..." Song Ya mused.

"Actually, it's okay to promise Johnson. Let's get the Grammy first. I will exchange information with Barron on your behalf. It is a verbal agreement that the communication will be represented by two lawyers. If he can't catch you, he will be able to How about it?" Hamlin saw that Song Ya was hesitating, "Anyway, the relationship between you two was not good from the beginning."

"The nature is different. Johnson is not a small player, but an insider." Goodman objected, "APLUS, you still have time to think about it, don't worry."

"Why don't I talk to Eskub first?" Song Ya asked.

"No, Eskub is so high-profile, the local police and the FBI may have been monitoring him." Hamlin dissuaded.

Song Ya wasn't thinking about the Grammy Awards just now, "I know about Escuber. His daily life and the street gangsterism shown in his songs all have elements of acting. The same is true in movies. The character design That's all. Do you think he will really take the risk of going to jail for a lifetime and take a gun to fight? He is at the peak of his life now."

"But you can't be sure, can you?"

Goodman said: "A lot of stars are too inflated and exposed when they are at their peak."

"I think if I accept the deal, I won't suffer a loss, right?"

Song Ya said: "Regardless of whether Escuber will make a big deal, Johnson dare not expose our cooperation. He wants to eat bloody scoops, doesn't he? I'm making a small report, and he How much better can it be? I am a hip-hop singer, and he is the owner of a TV station and a listed company. Whose image is more vulnerable and suffers more damage?"

"But his 'voice' is much bigger than yours," Hamlin reminded.

"Not necessarily, I have my channels, the black DJs of small and medium-sized radio stations across the country... and the relationship with the upper-level donkey party, such as the newly-acquainted senator." Song Ya said.

"Will black DJs be used by whistleblowers? You know this better than us." Goodman said: "You made a deal with people from the elephant party, what would the donkey party think? Although the two parties privately It’s not like fire and water are incompatible.”

Song Ya was persuaded by this sentence, "Well, I still choose to refuse the deal, Hamlin, convey it to Barron for me, but you can delay it appropriately and say that I am still considering it. Currently BET does not Hunting down, this state is in my favor, every day, more Grammy award judges will send out ballots, and the loss caused by Johnson's turning his face can be reduced even more."

"We understand." The two left.

For awards or face, Song Ya pays more attention to the sales and income of songs, and he can tell the difference. In any case, the promotion of ihateuiloveu is the most important thing.

"Fergie, don't pout."

"Don't walk so fast, and don't look back. As soon as you leave the door of APLUS, you will be exposed to the cameras of the reporters. This time, not only our people but also other media reporters will not give you a chance to try and make mistakes. It has to be done once!"

"I told you not to look back, Fergie."

"Don't look at the reporter either, umm... you can take a glance, but basically walk to the car with firm steps, then hand Jimmy the trolley case, and he'll pack it for you. Then open the rear door and get in."

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh when the time comes..."

"Tighten your facial muscles, you have to look like you are trying to control your anger, you have to look cool,

Pedal hard, walk with a little wind. "

"It's over, do you want to eat people with this expression?"

At home in Hyde Park, Yeremov was directing Fergie's "breakup scene". Song Ya, Aunt Susie, Taraji, the maid and others sat aside to appreciate her poor acting skills, all laughing happily.

Old Mike was leaning against the TV cabinet with a cup of coffee, his usually stern face rarely showed a vivid smile.

On the TV, the gossip news is being broadcast on the local TV station. Various sweet photos of Song Ya and Fergie are used as the background. The host said: "APLUS suddenly appeared in Washington while showing his affection with Fergie. He specially visited the participants during this trip. Congressman Al Gore, the two took a cordial photo..." Finally, the picture freezes on the photo of Song Ya and Gore, "It is rumored that Gore intends to participate in the donkey party primary election again..."

"So what exactly do you want from me!" Fergie became more impetuous as she practiced, "I don't want to practice anymore! I'm tired and need to rest for a while." She dropped the trolley case, took off the big bag on her back and threw it at Yeremov, then threw himself into Song Ya's arms, "My dear..."

"What's wrong?" Song Ya scratched her nose.

"You won't collude with them to make a fake show and break up with me?" She asked coquettishly.

"How is it possible, haven't you signed the confidentiality agreement?"

Song Ya knew Fergie's little thoughts, "Everything is for ihateuiloveu, this song is very important to you and me."

"APLUS."

Hamlin appeared at the door, "There is something new."

Song Ya patted the girl's ass in her arms, "Go and practice, it's only a few days away from the tenth."

"Okay." Fergie had no choice but to go back to drag the trolley bag pitifully, allowing Yeremov to hang the bag back on his body and continue practicing.

Song Ya and Hamlin went to the study.

"Johnson won't delay any longer. Barron said he must give an answer within an hour." Hamlin pointed to Song Ya's watch.

Song Ya didn't expect Johnson to be foolishly delayed for a long time by himself, "That's it, just tell the other party my decision before the time he set."

"OK."

Hamlin pinched the phone to Barron's lawyer, "Barron, my client asked me to convey that he does not accept Mr. Johnson's new conditions... yes, he has no intention of cooperating."

Song Ya observed that Hamlin did not hang up the phone, but kept listening, and frowned.

"Barron said he has new conditions, and he wants to talk to you personally."

Hamlin handed over the microphone, "Baron, what do you say?" Song Ya pressed the hands-free button directly.

"Mr. Johnson is willing to further reduce the cooperation conditions." It turns out that the previous conditions have not reached Johnson's bottom line, Barron said: "We can not make any agreement, but put the whole transaction in a vague state, it all depends on the cooperation of both parties." How about maintaining a tacit agreement?"

Song Ya and Hamlin glanced at each other, "A fuzzy state?"

"Yes, as if you and Mr. Johnson are old friends for many years, and you will casually chat with each other about gossip in the circle. I think you have no reason not to agree to this condition, right? APLUS."

"The word fuzzy has too much uncertainty. I can talk about whatever I want. Will Mr. Johnson accept it?" Song Ya asked.

"Okay, APLUS boy, don't reject Mr. Johnson anymore. Is it a bad thing for you to make friends with someone like him?" Lawyer Barron said.

Song Ya looked at Hamlin, who nodded slightly.

"Friends won't ruin each other's affairs, such as the Grammy Awards." Song Ya hinted.

"as you wish."

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