Chapter 326 Never Sit Still

"This kid is a reckless man!"

Song Ya lifted up his trousers, "I want to perform too much." He helped Mariah Carey fasten the buttons and zippers on the back with ease.

"Will you accept his challenge?"

Mariah Carey brushed her long hair out of her neckline, went to the dressing table and poured a bottle of Listerine cap. While gurgling and rinsing her mouth, she took some air freshener and sprayed it all over the room.

"I'm not that free." Song Ya also came out, opened her bag, picked out her usual perfume from a pile of cosmetics, and licked her back, "Turn."

Mariah Carey turned to give him a frontal kiss, then held her head up.

Song Ya licked her neck again, and then waited for her to turn her head, and once she turned her head, she licked her left ear, turned her head, and licked her right ear.

Mariah Carey sniffed herself and spat the mouthwash into the trash with satisfaction, "So how are you going to respond?"

"I need to respond to cats and dogs. Let's wait for that kid's record to get diamond certification."

Song Ya put down the perfume bottle, took out a lipstick number she liked, handed it over casually, took out the cologne from her bag, and sprayed it roughly on herself.

"Cut! Do you have any?" Mariah Carey sat down and began to touch up her makeup in the mirror.

"It's almost next year, right? How else can I say? I don't know him?" Song Ya leaned on the dressing table next to her, shook out the folding fan to fan her, saw that she was almost done, and then stuffed the comb in in her hand.

"Wow, do you still remember the old hatred? Careful."

Mariah Carey tapped his arm with a comb, "Wait, don't move." She found a golden curly hair on Song Ya's clothes, it was her own, she quickly picked it up and threw it away, and then continued to look for it.

"How are you preparing for your new album? Has the name been decided?" Song Ya turned 360 degrees on the spot for her to check.

"It's all right." After checking, she began to take care of her hair with confidence, "Maybe it will be called Music Box (Music Box)."

"music Box,

nice name. "

Song Ya picked up a small makeup mirror and helped her look at the back of her head, "Including Dave Hall's Dreamlover, how many songs have you prepared?"

"Five to six songs." She did a mental calculation, "Including Never ;you prepared for me by BABYFACE, and then there is a cover song." She was satisfied with the hairstyle, "Here." Handed back the comb.

"Whose song is the cover?" Song Ya took it over, put the perfume bottle and other small items she just took out into her bag one by one, and then tidied up her bag.

"Without you by Badfinger is just a cover version of Harry Nilsson in 72."

She stood up and turned around lightly, "How is it?"

&nbi. Song Ya hugged her, "It's perfect." "

"Of course, let's go." She proudly picked up her bag, and the two were walking out together when she suddenly found her female assistant looking at them blankly.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Uh, no...it's nothing, the two of you got along too well just now..." The female assistant walked to the door, "Then I opened the door?"

"Let's go." She turned her head and made a face at Song Ya.

Song Ya blinked, "That song has been sung many times in the past twenty years, right? I've heard several versions."

"My version is unique." She is confident.

"Then I must appreciate it in advance."

The two chatted and walked to the exit of the studio, "Are you going back to Chicago tomorrow?" she asked.

"Yes, on the phone tonight."

"Um."

There were people coming and going here, and the two kissed each other and then left.

Of course, Song Ya would not respond with "wait for him to get the diamond certification". In fact, he didn't give any response. 2PAC's current coffee position is far inferior to him. It's normal not to accept this kind of challenge, and others can't tell How much gossip.

The next day, the group fled back to Chicago and were surrounded by reporters as soon as they left the airport.

Of course, with the number of his bodyguards, the reporters can't really surround him, they can only run and shout around the perimeter.

"APLUS, have you been in touch with Little Lowry recently?"

"What's your take on the Harlem nightclub tragedy? How did you escape?"

"Some people say that this is caused by the grievances between Little Lowry and a musician in Harlem, and some people say that this incident was caused by you. Can you give me a response?"

"APLUS, I heard that Miss Fergie's first album is already on the agenda, can you tell me more about it?"

Song Ya stopped her fast pace, turned her head and smiled at the reporter who asked the question of "Qingliu", "Yes, it will probably be published in March next year."

"Mr. APLUS!"

Then, regardless of the chase of the reporters, he trotted straight into the car.

"What's going on? The Chicago media is so active in New York?" Song Ya felt that his hometown was more concerned about that matter than New York.

"Gang fighting in Chicago has escalated again, and it is said that weapons such as sniper rifles and grenades have begun to appear."

Hamlin, who came to pick him up, said: "GD also boasted about the incident in New York to show off his force."

"It's really enough, they are completely jealous." Song Ya sighed.

"I went to chat with Edward and the people at the bank."

Hamlin talked about the business, "There is no problem with Edward. He showed me some of the documents and basically understood some of the situation, but I don't trust him very much. This person is cunning and on the verge of bankruptcy. What? Everything can be done. I guess that only after the official start of cooperation can we fully understand the specific situation of Bahn Chemical, but one thing is for sure, most of what he is holding on to is the real estate of Bahn Chemical. If the chemical industry is not demolished, he will bear a large amount of interest from the bank."

"What about the bank?" Song Ya asked.

"The bank is relatively simple. They have taken over the two factories of Bahn Chemical that are still in normal production, the equipment that should have been shipped to Huaguo, and some intangible assets such as trademarks and patents. In terms of equipment, according to the agreement between the old Bahn and Huaguo contract, and equipment worth 57 million dollars is stranded in the west coast port, but that is the contract value, if it is resold to Southeast Asia, it will probably sell more than 30 million to 40 million dollars."

"So I'm willing from the bank not to let me accept the equipment according to the contract value, right?" Song Ya asked, this is probably the profit hidden in it.

"But the bank has to package and transfer. The two factories are very troublesome. The authorities of a fluorescent agent factory strictly prohibit the export of equipment, and the losses are serious. Although the chemical raw material factory basically maintains a balance of payments, it has nearly 400 workers. If you want to dismantle it, you will face a lot of pressure from all aspects. If these two factories are not demolished, the original land of Bahn Chemical will not be able to be converted into the commercial real estate conceived by Edward, and he will not be able to escape." Hamlin said : "Those large equipment stored in the west coast ports will also generate more than two million storage costs per month..."

"What's the matter with those big reaction tanks? We saw it at Bahn Chemical last time." Song Ya asked.

"Huaguo can produce those things by itself, and it will cost millions of cutting and processing costs to disassemble them by ourselves. It is not cost-effective to transport them to the West Coast, so Old Barn just left them there."

"So how much am I going to pay to get all of this?"

Hamlin shook his head, "The bank is not willing to make an offer for the time being, maybe we can ask Yongdao to make an estimate before submitting the acquisition offer, if you really want to enter this game." He reminded: "It stands to reason that the bank should be very anxious, It doesn't do any good to drop these things on their hands."

"I don't want to make a price, are they serious?" Song Ya asked: "More than one bank owns these?"

"Well, Old Barn distributed the mortgages in batches. After he filed for bankruptcy protection, these banks set up a trusteeship committee. The number you gave me is the person in charge of the trusteeship committee." Hamlin replied.

"Humph."

Song Ya estimated that Underwood had already communicated with the Trusteeship Committee about his situation, otherwise the other party would not be so calm. It would be much more useful to sell it to the Chicago consortium than to sell it to himself.

"FXXK..." He cursed, and a word popped up in his mind: sit and wait.

But that is by no means my own style of conduct, "Let Yongdao's Samuel start to estimate, and then continue to dig deeper for information."

"Okay." Hamlin agreed.

"Underwood's title of party whip is a party position, right? His own source of power is the Federal Representative?" Song Ya asked again.

"What do you want to do?" Hamlin didn't know the inside story, but he still smelled the smoke: "I advise you not to."

"Ask again who is his party opponent in the constituency. Quietly, so as not to alert anyone."