Chapter 251 Mira Is Behind

"I already asked him to move away from Nancheng to work with me, even if he came by the agreed time..."

Song Ya remembered that he had only discussed this matter with Tai Lun at Christmas last year. He said that he would come over after two months of transferring the business and the car.

"FXXK, he's such a nice guy," Tony replied on the phone.

"Yes." Song Ya sighed.

Even Al, who has a more reliable personality, has been "sloppy" in his own home for a long time, and Tyronn's kind of guy who is not willing to let him come and eat with his singer relatives is really rare in the low-level black group .

"When you get to Chicago, don't come to Connie's house, go directly to Hyde Park's house." Tony said.

"Why? Didn't Aunt Susie go to Connie's?" Song Ya asked. The house where Connie and Tai Lun started their family was the old house where the family lived in Nancheng.

"Um."

Tony lowered his voice, "Take this opportunity, all the old neighbors are here, and even the boys from two blocks away are poking around, I dare say if you show up here, you will have fifty thoughts behind you when you leave Be your follower. When you come here, people will pretend to light candles for Tai Lun at the door, and then all get together to talk about the 30 million you earned last year!"

"That's it..."

In fact, from a long time ago, some neighbor boys near the old house tried to "apply" for Song Ya, but firstly, he moved out in time, and secondly, those people did not know his specific income, so they tried If you try and fail, forget it. In the second half of 1991, the news spread that he made a lot of money, but the security of the Hyde Park residential area was better, and those guys didn't know the exact address, so they had to go to Connie and Tyronn to inquire instead.

It is because of this, and the prediction that the media will report his estimated income in 1991 at the beginning of 1992, that Song Ya recruited Tai Lun again at Christmas last year, and wanted him to take Connie and Liam out of the old house .

"Could it be those guys who did what happened to Tai Lun?" Song Ya asked.

"Probably not. He was simply unlucky. At that time, he parked his car on the side of the road and wanted to go to the fast food truck across the street to buy a burrito. There was a sudden exchange of fire at the 'sales point' not far away because of the land grab, so..."

"Scraping land? Who and who?"

"GD and Lord of Sin, I don't know the details. Old Joe came here just now, and I also sent him to Hyde Park. Pastor William is here, don't worry."

"Okay, then I'll go back to Hyde Park first."

Before returning to Hyde Park, Song Ya asked Old Mike to go around the road in front of the old house. The lawn at the door was almost full of neighbors around him, and the street was also dark, with the most idle young men. Song Ya didn't recognize him. Bring out some familiar faces. There is a photo of Tai Lun on the ground beside the intersection, and there are many candles around, as well as bouquets and homemade cards.

"Is that an APLUS car?" Seeing the bullet-proof Mercedes-Benz slowing down, these people suddenly became agitated. Before the car stopped, they all moved forward. Old Mike stepped on the accelerator and accelerated away.

Aunt Susie took the children, Al, and the muffler to the old house, Delay and others were in Hyde Park, and Old Joe and Song Ya came one after another.

"Old Qiao, do you know the specific situation?" Song Ya entered the door with him.

"I don't know, I'll ask the boss for you tonight."

The old Joe who got the SaaMagni seems to have recovered a little bit, "This kind of accident happens many times every year, and anyone who encounters it can only admit that it is bad luck." He and Tony had exactly the same reaction, standard Nancheng street thinking, "Don't It is God's will to be too sad for children."

"It's bad luck..." Song Ya pouted and didn't continue the topic, "Is the recording going well? Old Qiao?"

He asked Tony to accompany Goodman to Old Joe to sign a contract with a friendly price. Song Ya would get 15% of the four aunts' Saa Magni single and 2% of the album, and if Old Joe's record If you want to transfer the copyright of SaaMagni you own,

A+ records have the right of veto and the right of first refusal.

"Your song is very suitable for them. I'm letting Eric stare at them and practice hard." Old Joe replied: "This time, I hope they will become famous and leave me like little Lowry." It seems that he also I can't bear the four aunts anymore.

"..."

Song Ya thought for a while, and then mentioned to Lao Qiao the crowd gathered at the old house.

"Don't pay attention to them, APLUS, I've seen this kind of thing too much." Old Joe said: "Those people who come to you after becoming famous are here for your money. They will not be your brothers, and you don't want to Give them a chance to be near you."

"However, I'm afraid they will blame me for not giving back to the community." Song Ya knows that many black stars have suffered such accusations. After becoming famous and moving to luxury houses, the community in their hometown is still dilapidated. Public opinion will not let this go, such as Ai That's what Scooper called Big E in the song.

"Don't be naive, they won't be satisfied unless you make them spend all your money, and you won't be able to satisfy everyone, you give back to the neighborhood, and the next eight blocks will come to you Ask for money. You raise ten people, and the eleventh will shoot you because of anger. Why? Because you don’t spend money around them. If you often go back to the community and spend a lot of money, let them see With your nice car, the cash in your wallet, the gold watch in your hand, and the beautiful woman around you, they will think why APLUS is so rich and I don’t, this world is so unfair...so, bam!"

Old Qiao made a gesture of shooting at Song Ya's head: "Not to mention those bottomless addicts, you can't give back. This is the atmosphere here. Women raise a few children and live at home on relief. Men are willing to be like that. There are too few people who work as hard as Tai Lun, they all hang out on the street, stealing some, snatching some, selling some, and smoking some, and that's how it goes day by day."

Song Ya sighed. At this time, Goodman came. He got the case briefing from the police station. As rumored, the two gangs of drug dealers shot at each other. Killed Tyron and injured the Mexican cook in the food truck.

"APLUS, you must not publicize that you want to find out the real culprit or take revenge. Let him go over this kind of accident. If you pursue it, it will only cause you unsolvable troubles." Old Qiao reminded.

"I understand that, thank you, Old Joe."

Song Ya didn't want to find out exactly which gun shot the bullet that killed Tai Lun, and who the person who shot it was, it was meaningless, so let it be an accident.

However, he still needed to put some pressure on the police, so he called Goodman into the study, "How about asking State Attorney Peter Flock for help?"

"Yeah, he's going to have a good effect on the pressure."

Goodman thought for a while, "But if you want to grasp the progress of the investigation, you still have to find front-line police officers who are familiar with the streets."

"Frontline police officer?" Song Ya immediately thought of Kasiti's father, Vic McGee, and he immediately shook his head, "No, just ask Peter."

In the evening, Old Joe met Big Boss Kenneth and got confirmation that Tyron was shot because of the fight between the GD people and the evil lords of the rival gang. Ya called to apologize, although he didn't know where the fatal shot was fired.

Song Ya also accepted the apology.

Pastor William worked very hard, and the three-day funeral process was completed, and the family returned to their Hyde Park home exhausted.

"Connie, you and Liam can live with me. I'll let Song Asheng put the old house up for sale." Song Ya said to Connie who was leaning in Aunt Susie's arms.

Connie wiped her tears and nodded.

"Song Asheng." Song Yachao, Song Asheng tilted his head, and called him into the study, "Celebrities are easily deceived by relatives and friends. I plan to raise Connie, but I can't give her too much money at once, what do you think?"

"Yes, how about arranging Connie to work in a charity fund under Susie's name? Just give her a high salary, and she can be partially exempted from taxes." Song Asheng asked.

"Yes, that's what the charity fund is for." Song Ya nodded in agreement.

Hayden appeared at the door at this time, he knocked on the door first, and walked in after getting permission, "APLUS, you should clean up your mood and continue working. You have been a little decadent these days."

"What's the matter?" Song Ya asked.

Hayden turned on the TV, and Mira appeared on the long-lost MTV station.

"Full of lies and seriousness, pretending to be affectionate..."

"Badguy, don't think I don't know she exists, Badguy, don't think I won't kick you away..."

Song Ya listened and watched, her mouth gradually opened into an 'O' shape.

Mira's new song continues the style of De Klerk, but turns the object of scolding into a hypocritical, double-footed heartless man, badguy. Who is alluded to is self-explanatory...

"ihateuiloveu has dragged on for too long."

Hayden said: "The lyrics should have been leaked by some part of Sony Columbia Records long ago. I guess SBK deliberately suppressed Mira's song and waited for this moment. Her song is the perfect counterattack to your ihateuiloveu , the production and the melody are very attentive, and it didn't take a single effort to get to the peak of our hype."

"Mila, it turns out that you have been holding back your post just for this moment..." Song Ya closed her mouth and murmured, "You have finally grown up!"

"However, this is not necessarily a bad thing. You didn't agree to recruit her to make a hype before, but now she took the initiative to accept the offer. This is just right, and it is a win-win for both of you." Hayden said.

"Boss..." Taraji ran in, "Mira." She transferred the phone into the study.

Song Ya picked up the microphone in a complicated mood, "cough." Mira cleared her throat triumphantly on the other end of the phone, "Liar! Big liar! Want to use songs to dress yourself up as an innocent man? Dream! Don't even think about it." Think! You scum! You lied to me for a long time, and you said that Fergie is just an ordinary signed singer? He and Harley are just working in the MV? Hua Q! How could I believe you, a bastard before!?" She shouted like a cannonball She released her emotions, and she didn't know how long these words had been held in her heart.

"Uh... Mira, please stop making trouble first?"

It seems that it is too early to judge her growing up, Song Ya smiled bitterly, "My brother-in-law just passed away a few days ago, and I am not in a good mood now..."

"Huh?" The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.

"It's Taylor, Connie's husband, whom you should have met before."

"Oh, Taryn, I remembered, er... you... er... I didn't get the news, so... you can send my condolences to Connie."

"Okay, I'll thank you for her too."

"Then...bye?"

"bye."

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