Chapter 321 Bad Name

"It's all red. ????A`"

Mariah Carey turned her face to look at the full-length mirror, and put down the hem of the skirt that she picked up, but she complained, the corners of her mouth were upturned, and her eyebrows and eyes were beaming with joy.

"Seriously, you can't be so careless in the future, you're a diva, those guys on the street like to get a famous woman like you, and brag about it as a talking point, maybe even write it in the lyrics , then the fun will be great."

Song Ya warned very seriously.

In fact, most young girls in the United States are not particularly open to some extent, but some temptations are irresistible. In addition to becoming a star, some small tricks are also very effective, such as taking her into a nightclub through the VIP channel where she never needs to line up. Or a bar, preferably in front of the other girls in the long line, and the grid girl who gets her off the car, the cheerleader, or the prom queen, and of course, being everyone at the club or the party Eye-catching focal points are also included.

Although she was discovered by Sony Columbia Records at the age of 18, she has received strict diva training from Motura, who is extremely controlling, but after all, she was born in a poor family in New York, and her yearning for the colorful nightlife here has always been buried in her heart. Now After becoming famous, being sought after everywhere, and not short of money, the psychology of compensating for the regrets of her teenage years gradually fermented. Song Ya could feel it when she said loudly that she would invite everyone in the nightclub to drink.

"Prudish, you are like them." She didn't mean it, and touched the tightly wrapped white bandage on Song Ya's shoulder, "I don't forget to play tricks when I'm hurt."

"The strength of the medicine hasn't passed yet."

Song Ya moved a little bit, it's okay, he doesn't have the fear of Mariah Carey, although it was dangerous at the time, but no matter how you think about it, the two gunmen of gd wouldn't point their guns at him.

There was a knock on the bedroom door, "Miss Kelly's assistant and bodyguards will be here in five minutes." Taraji reported from outside the door, "And Motura..."

She hurriedly began to organize her grooming.

"Don't get rid of the bodyguards next time." Song Ya also walked out, "Except when you're dating me."

Suddenly she rushed over and hugged her waist from behind, "What should I do? I found that I fell in love with you completely, and I may never forget the way you just guarded me with your life in the nightclub." She clenched her hands tightly, He put his face on his back and whispered softly.

"Okay, okay, it's not that exaggerated, a man would do that." Song Ya turned around and hugged the woman made of water, "Why are you crying again?"

"It's strange, alas! It's a pity that you are too careless..."

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"What's up with that blonde new love that was photographed traveling in Oakley? Huh?"

"Well……"

Seeing that he couldn't escape the beating, "Are you ready? They're almost downstairs." Taraji urged again.

In addition to the pale female assistant who was frightened and the dejected bodyguards, Motura and several of his trusted executives at Sony Columbia Records also arrived, and they were not very polite to Song Ya when the two sides clashed last time the lawyer.

"Mimi, are your feet okay?" Motura came up and walked towards her with concern.

"I'm fine." She said, crossing her arms over her chest.

"You are not allowed to go to that kind of place again in the future." Motura said sternly.

In the same words, this time she just rolled her eyes, and then sat down in a corner of the sofa and ignored people.

"you!"

"Uh, Mr. Motura, the study is over here." Unable to put on his clothes, Song Ya, who put on a coat casually, interrupted Motura and led them into the study.

"Our public relations won't be long for the TV station, if they find out something outrageous."

Motura went to work, "You really weren't involved in this, were you?" he asked.

"Didn't you ask me to go there?!" Song Ya was startled, "You don't want to get rid of yourself, do you?"

"Won't,

Don't get excited, I'm just in case. "

Motura said: "Of course, I'll put it another way. How about asking you to go there and do a promotion? Talk to a rapper in Harlem live or something."

"Fine……"

Song Ya knew that it was inappropriate for him to go there to find Mariah Carey when he was exposed, "I remind you in advance that I didn't say anything good to K-ci on stage, you know, rappers in battle At that time, my words were the most ruthless, and I was considered by the outside world to be involved with gd, alas..."

He couldn't help heaving a long sigh while talking, "You're going to kill me, Mr. Motura."

"You are very unlucky. I didn't expect that it was k-ci who died."

Motura was also a little depressed, "Sony Columbia Records will provide you with a professional security team, and the rest..." He signaled to several executives.

"Actually, things are not as big as imagined." A senior executive of the publicity department said: "New York is in chaos now, and shootings are frequent. If it weren't for the death of a singer, in fact, the TV station would not give such news much attention during the critical period of the election. Therefore, as long as there are no new rumors, we can quickly make the incident disappear from the public's view."

"But the radio station..." Song Ya reminded.

"We also do public relations for big radio stations. Don't you have resources for small and medium-sized radio stations? Aplus." The executive asked.

"I can only ask them to help promote the song. If I come forward to publicize this kind of thing, it may have counterproductive effects."

Of course, Song Ya has also considered this aspect. Those small and medium-sized black DJs have always had big mouths, and they are especially afraid that people will think that they can't get inside information and can't get along in society. As long as one person speaks, the others will definitely start mysteriously to the audience. 'Free play' too.

"Too."

The executive thought for a while, "How about asking Puff Daddy to speak up? Concentrate the grievances on him and Little Lowry."

"How is he? And is he willing?" Song Ya took the opportunity to inquire.

"I heard that he was shot, but it didn't hurt." The executive replied: "He is the main target. A guy named Biggie helped him block a few shots and is now being rescued. Why is he unwilling? Could he Dare to start another game outside of Little Lowry? You are much richer than Little Lowry and him combined."

Song Ya thought of the big fat rapper who looked a bit like Tony's brother. Indeed, the coverage area was very large.

It seems that Puff Daddy is as tough as Little Lowry, and the grievances are hard to settle!

"Of course it's best if he wants to."

Just like what Old Joe said when he was fighting with Little Lowry, he has more money than him, and it should be because others are worried about him.

"Then let's put some pressure on Uptown Records?" The executive looked at Motura.

"If Harrell hadn't insisted on forcing Jodeci and Mary Blige, he wouldn't have let that bastard go back to Uptown Records..."

Motura still has a grasp of this matter. The owner of Uptown Records hates Puff Daddy. After he fired him last time because of his fight with Little Lowry, he didn't expect that the album of Jodeci and Mary Blige immediately came to a standstill. , under the frequent requests of Jodeci and Mary Blige, he had no choice but to agree to let Puff Daddy go back as long as the problem with Little Lowry was resolved.

Little Lowry's character is definitely unwilling to reconcile. Bragging Daddy tried to find him several times through various channels and was rejected. He had no choice but to take the risk and find an opportunity to ambush Little Lowry in San Diego. It can be regarded as another solution. Of course, this is just Song Ya's guess. Even if Daddy Bragging really did it, as long as the police can't find conclusive evidence, he won't be so stupid as to admit it by himself.

"Puff Daddy is very talented in music, especially mixing, and the actual business of this person is more than that of brotherhood. As far as I know, he has already completed the jodeci and Mary Blige albums Most of the production, but he didn't go back to Uptown Records to get the producer's part of the rights, and he refused to take out the stuff for a day, even if Jodeci and Mary Blige had a good relationship with him." Another A production executive said.

So when Harrell felt that Little Lowry was indeed a toothless tiger, after the news that gd did not guarantee him was true, and under the pressure of his singers, he finally nodded and let Puff Daddy return to Uptown Records, Puff Daddy and Dave Hall and others quickly made good albums for jodeci and Mary Blige, and they got good results. And here, when Mariah Carey heard Mary Blige's first album 'what'sthe411?', she thought of making a single with a similar style, so she went to Dave, who has a relatively 'clean' reputation. Hall, and then, today's business...

Song Ya probably figured out the context, and said, "I've let nas act as an intermediary, and he's with rakim."

"That's fine." Motura said: "Remember aplus, Sony Columbia Records will not allow a gangster to do anything to you. Of course, if you are willing to renew the publishing contract for five years in advance..."

"Hey!" Song Ya spread his hands, "I'll be robbed by you if I help you, Mr. Motura!"

"Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say haha...just kidding, you kid."

Motura laughed and patted his arm.

Everyone continued to discuss follow-up public relations issues, and when it was over, "Miss Kelly said she was very tired and went home to rest first," Taraji said.

"Um."

Motura nodded dignifiedly, "Aplus, it is estimated that law enforcement agencies will come to you tomorrow, so let your lawyer deal with it carefully."

"I understand, my personal lawyer is almost here." Song Ya replied.

"Keep in touch." He left surrounded by the crowd.

Song Ya looked at their backs, frowning and thinking.

"What's the matter?" Taraji walked up to him and asked, "What conspiracy have you discovered?"

"No, I just feel that their attitude towards me has changed slightly, including Motura."

Song Ya touched her chin, "It seems a little afraid of me, especially that lawyer, who has been avoiding my eyes."

"Because of this?" Taraji went to turn on the radio.

‘Aplus, definitely Aplus did it, if Little Lowry did it, why didn’t he kill Puff Daddy and K-ci? '

A black DJ of a small radio station began to analyze seriously, "I had a brother who was there at the time, and he said that K-ci was very rude to aplus during freestyle, you know, that guy at aplus is young and so popular and rich, And I haven't heard that he has experience in freestyle, maybe he took k-ci's bragging seriously, so when m-fxxk got angry, he made his subordinates bang bang bang on the spot! Da da da……"

Taraji switched channels, 'I have a friend whose name I can't name, do you know what gang he's in? Oh middle and high level. "A guest was saying mysteriously.

"Where?" the host asked.

"I can't say it directly, but you know that he is with aplus."

"Haha, I know which company he belongs to, so he is very cute! Middle-level and high-level, wow."

"He said something to me, do you know what it is?"

"What content?"

"Don't mess with Aplus."

"I get it, I get it..."

The third station said, "I was at the scene at the time. Aplus didn't talk nonsense with you. He pointed at k-ci with his hand like a gun. The younger brother under the stage did it directly! It's not like those fake gangsters who are in the hip-hop circle. Beef (rap singers sing diss to each other) come to beef..."

"fxxk!" Song Ya scolded, "Will the law enforcement unit come directly with a search warrant tomorrow?"

Old Mike came over and held the walkie-talkie to Song Ya's ear.

"Boss, we stopped someone downstairs. He said his name was Dave Hall." Mawota's voice.

"Let him come up." Unexpectedly, the people from Puff Daddy's side came first, "Search the body carefully."

"Okay." Mawota replied.

"Old Mike, you will search again later." Song Ya is a little afraid that the other party is here for 'revenge', "Do you think it is normal for them to arrange people to come to me so quickly?"

"Either he was scared out of his wits, or he had some conspiracy." Old Mike said.

Song Ya agreed that he needed Daddy's statement, but he couldn't show his cards so quickly.

"Aplus, I'm here on behalf of Puff Daddy, uh..." Dave Hall seemed a little nervous.

"It's great that you're fine Dave, we're both good fortune tellers today, why don't you drink something first, whiskey?" Song Ya poured a glass of wine and handed it to him.

Dave Hall took the wine in his hand, "He lost a friend, and another friend was seriously injured. There was too much blood in Harlem, and he no longer wants to continue the grievances with Little Lowry."

"Hey hey, don't talk about this, Dave, that matter has nothing to do with me from the beginning to the end, and I don't care, do you remember? I expressed my opinion to you and Puff Daddy a long time ago. "

Song Ya spread his hands, so he wouldn't be a middleman at this time, and he couldn't believe what the other party said, "You are still deliberately embarrassing me in the nightclub today."

"I'm sorry, these young people are too impulsive. Let's get back to business, can you pass on aplus for us?" Dave Hall asked, "Just pass on."

"Why do you have to come to me? Many times!"

Song Ya was not very happy, because the anesthetic gradually lost its effect, the wound on his back shoulder slowly began to hurt and itchy, he subconsciously put his hand into the draped coat.

'boom! '

Dave Hall shook his hand, and the wine glass fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Ya looked at the sweat on the other's forehead, a little puzzled.