Chapter 333 Can't Lift It Up

Hurrying back to Chicago, Song Ya immediately transferred three million special funds to the creditor's escrow account of Bahn Chemical. Went to the notice of factory closure and layoffs.

Still sticking to the current factory, in addition to being able to be responsible for its own profits and losses, the workers in the factory must have strong organizational and combat effectiveness. Soon, they began to gather...

But this time they got the opponent wrong. The energy of the consortium is not comparable to that of the old Barn. The media promoted the pollution of the factory, the police lined up to disperse it, and the demolition company came to the door to push a set of three consecutively. Before October Calming things down is no problem.

"Edward, we meet again."

Edward, who Song Ya took the initiative to visit at the A+ record reception.

"You are a poisonous snake. You have been maintaining a close relationship with me and old Barn to spy on the progress of the business, and then eat all the soup and water. Aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death!?"

The Wall Street elite was full of resentment towards Song Ya, and the consortium forced him to agree to keep the fluorescent agent factory in situ. In the future, the nearby real estate would definitely cause housing prices to fall short of expectations because of its proximity to the chemical plant.

"You misunderstood me very much."

Song Ya was half wronged on this point, at least he never thought badly before Liu Yuehan offered to borrow the 'window period' to get rich, "If I really coveted your business for a long time, I wouldn't buy it at all. The floor of Old Barn is used as the headquarters of A+ Records, think about it, how long did the 10 million help Old Barn last?"

"Did you lose money on that floor?" Edward asked back.

"I didn't lose, why should I lose?"

Song Ya spread her hands, "You can't blame me for losing money in business. I helped you out, otherwise you will almost go bankrupt! You should thank me and look forward... "

"Fxxk you."

Edward cursed, "Okay, I won't tell you this anymore, it's hard to believe you're only eighteen years old."

"Not yet, next month."

"..."

He reluctantly asked the entourage to take out some photos, "According to the supplementary agreement between me and the trusteeship committee, the fluorescent agent factory must undergo the following modifications,

here……"

Pointing to the logos such as "Barne Chemicals" on the exterior wall of the fluorescent agent factory and the gate, he said: "These things must be removed and replaced with words or patterns that do not irritate potential buyers of nearby real estate."

"no problem."

This was already included in the agreement, and Song Ya readily agreed, "I will deal with it when the time comes."

"The outer wall can't be this kind of blue-gray with a strong industrial taste." Edward changed another photo.

"What color do you like? How about pink?"

"..."

Edward took a deep breath to calm down, "Sky blue is fine."

"Listen to you."

"Then the metal lines inside the factory had to be shielded."

"Edward, I will finish the plenary meeting at that time, you don't have to be so nervous about doing business with me, I'm not old Bane."

Song Ya picked up the photos and looked through them casually. They were all the things promised by the previous trustee. When he officially bought Bahn Chemical, these conditions could not be waived, and the renovation would not cost much.

"If Old Barn were replaced by you, I'm afraid I'd be bankrupt now." Edward complained.

"On the contrary, I am always willing to win-win with my partners."

Song Ya felt that the person in front of him had too much prejudice against him, and he was too lazy to talk about business with him, so he changed the subject, "By the way, how is old Barn doing now?"

"Retirement, he still has some money left, enough to travel around the world without worry."

Edward didn't have a good impression of Old Barn either, "Hmph, it's unlucky for him to meet you. Originally, he left a piece of wasteland to undertake the relocation of those two factories, but now he can't wait for one, and it's in his hands again." gone."

"I know that. Hey, by the way, does he intend to sell that piece of wasteland at a low price?"

"..."

Edward didn't answer, stood up without saying a word, took all the photos on the table away, and then led his entourage to slam the door and leave.

"Really, why are you so narrow-minded?"

Song Ya lay on the boss chair and walked around happily, in a very good mood. He won 80% of Bahn Chemical's shares for 30 million yuan, plus the 3 million yuan demolition fee and a small amount of fluorescent agent factory renovation costs paid in the early stage. The salaries and subsidies of the engineers dispatched to Huaguo, plus the port storage costs of 3.2 million equipment in October and November, just spent the 37 million calculated by Samuel to get everything done.

As long as the results of the general election in early November are announced and the factory is successfully sold to Huaguo, 80% of the 57 million is 45.6 million, making a profit of 8.6 million, which is enough for the fluorescent agent factory to lose money. It's been a few years, and this big investment will save me a lot of tax next April.

And revitalize the intangible assets such as trademarks and patents under the name of Bahn Chemical, hey! Following the acquisition of the Warren Brothers Synthesizer Company, the investment genius APLUS made another attack without missing a beat.

Of course, if John Liu’s path doesn’t work out, and he resells the equipment to Southeast Asia, it is estimated that he can get back more than 30 million yuan. The loss will definitely be lost, but not much.

"Taraji, how far is my Beautiful Girls on the B list?"

He can finally return to his main record business.

"Stuck two for six consecutive weeks." Taraji smiled gleefully.

"bother!"

Originally, Song Ya’s Beautiful Girls gave up the announcement after being suppressed by Boyz II man’s End of the road for three weeks. Unexpectedly, the Harlem nightclub shooting incident added fire. Where Is The Love made Kris Kross group Jump Jump has been on the second card for six consecutive weeks, and this record is about to be broken by another song of his own.

What's worse is that according to the momentum of End of the road, Motura's confident Where Is The Love's 1992 B list will definitely lose the annual crown, what a hell!

"Since Shengyu, why Shengliang..." He sighed helplessly.

"What?" Taraji couldn't understand Chinese.

"Nothing, how is the company doing recently?"

"It's running normally. Fergie and Al are both recording songs. The second round of Want to Want Me's female lead selection is in progress, just outside the practice room."

"Go, have a look."

Song Ya and Taraji walked out of the office and came to the door of the practice room. There were many people crowded inside, most of them were hot and beautiful girls. They all sat on the floor around the wall of the practice room. Yeremov and Anne Fletcher And the producers from Sony Columbia Records were lined up, sitting on chairs on the back wall, and director Larry and two student assistants stood against the wall in the corner.

The content of the interview seemed to be ballet movements, a male dancer assisted, and the girls went up one by one to perform a simple pas de deux with him.

"Is it necessary? I don't need these in my MV..."

Song Ya muttered.

"Otherwise, what's the interview? In your script, the heroine only needs to twist around and flirt, not even a single line."

Taraji grumbled.

"What lines do you want for the MV?" Song Ya pouted.

"Then you must like to watch the first round of interviews. It's a pity that those girls put on MV lace underwear one by one to show off their figures. Yeremov and the others feasted their eyes." Taraji continued to be angry.

"I've seen a lot."

Song Ya responded casually, in exchange for Taraji rolling her eyes.

"Charlize Theron." Anne Fletcher read a name.

A blond girl came out from a blind spot in Song Ya's field of vision. She was tall and she was indeed the South African girl. Unexpectedly, she really came and entered the second round.

"I don't know what she thinks in her heart, she still has the face to come to Chicago." Taraji whispered.

Song Ya didn't answer. The girl put a thin knitted jacket on top of her ballet tights and a pair of shorts on top to wrap herself tightly. When she stood in front of the male dancer nervously, no matter her height or shape They all compared each other, and the other competitors who were sitting snickered.

This made her even more nervous, standing there a little helpless.

"Cough." Anne Fletcher coughed to maintain order, "Let's get started."

Someone turned on the accompaniment tape, and the two began to perform. This girl does have a good foundation in ballet, her movements are in place, and her expressiveness is much better than Amy Adams.

She and the male dancer dance farther and farther, and then do one last lift.

I saw her speeding up a few steps and jumping up in front of the male dancer. The male dancer grasped her waist and lifted it up. Unexpectedly, halfway through the lifting, the male dancer's arms softened and she was directly pressed on her body and lost her balance. , The two fell to the ground one by one.

"Hahaha!"

The girls let out a burst of laughter, "It's too heavy!" I don't know who squeezed their throats and said something.

"Sorry, it's my fault." The male dancer helped her up gracefully, "I've done this movement too many times, and my hands are a little weak."

She didn't say a word, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Let me do it."

Another male dancer volunteered. She has blond hair and good looks. She has a slim but well-proportioned figure. Even if there are all beautiful girls here, she is still the one who stands out from the crowd. Male dancers She should like to have the opportunity to perform in front of her, and those girls deliberately ridiculed Yuemo because of their sense of crisis for competitors.

"OK, start directly from the last action." Anne Fletcher ordered.

She stretched the distance again, and then ran up, thump, thump, thump, the weight made her steps slower than other girls, and jumped up in front of the male dancer again. She was lifted up so hard that she almost flipped over the male dancer's head. The male dancer immediately took a protective action, and then she was embarrassingly held on the shoulder by the other party.

In order to maintain his balance, the male dancer took a few steps back against him,

Everyone laughed this time, and even Anne Fletcher couldn't help but put her hand next to her mouth, "Forget it, that's it." She waved her hand.

"Finish it." Yeremov said, he was the only one in the room who noticed Song Ya standing quietly at the door, and offered to do what he liked.

"Okay, then change it." Anne Fletcher didn't have to refute Yeremov's suggestion.

Song Ya was sluggish again. He revealed a scene from the movie again, which was still the same as the previous few times. The male and female protagonists in the apocalypse Bout It were also very similar to the scene in front of them. The heroine repeatedly lifted up with her male partner during dance practice Mate failed.

However, the height and weight of the heroine in this apocalypse movie seems to be within the normal range, but the male dancers can't hold it up, which seems a bit unconvincing. The dancers have good upper body strength, and it's too fake not to be able to lift a normal-sized girl.

On the contrary, according to the size of Charlize Theron in front of her, this situation is very realistic.

"Then it should still fail..." Song Ya muttered to herself after 'watching' this short episode.

Sure enough, the third male dancer came up to cooperate, which was even more embarrassing. When he saw the girl rushing towards him, he panicked, before she jumped up and shouted 'wait, wait' and hid back.

The fourth one finally lifted her up normally, but sprained her ankle during the continuous movement, and the two fell to the ground, and the girl rode on her, showing an unsightly posture.

She stood up quickly, and the practice room was filled with joyful air.

Her willpower is really tenacious, she didn't cry at this time, and she still remembered to lift the male dancer who had been apologizing from the ground.

It should be the lead actor's turn. Hehe, Song Ya walked into the practice room, "Let me do it." He said.

"APLUS!"

Now the inside exploded, and the girls who came to the interview shouted excitedly, and some of them were ready to stand up and seize the opportunity to express themselves.

"Silence!" Anne Fletcher immediately suppressed.

"Hi." She brushed her messy hair, and smiled at Song Ya, not knowing what to do.

"It's okay, just dance normally." Song Ya said with a businesslike face, "Go."

"OK."

She backed away again, and then ran up. When she came in front of her, something seemed wrong again. Song Ya knew that she should slow down appropriately at this time. No wonder the male dancers in front were embarrassed.

But it was all a small problem. Song Ya put both hands around her waist, and with the strength of her arms, she carried the inertia brought by her speed, lifted her up smoothly, and then evened her arms.

The girl was lifted into the air by him, neatly.

Anne Fletcher applauded flatteringly. During the applause, Song Ya raised her head and met her eyes.

"Okay, it's fine." She reminded in a low voice, and it would be a little ambiguous to lift it up.

Song Ya didn't put her down, but let go of her hand like in the movie. She let out a short scream of horror during the free fall, but was quickly caught by Song Ya in a princess hug.

She subconsciously hugged Song Ya's neck with both hands to maintain balance, well, it's even more ambiguous now.

Song Ya's hand on her back slightly exerted force, lifting her face closer to him, and both of them could smell each other's breath.

She seemed to be tempted by Song Ya for a moment, she pursed her red lips, her eyelids drooped slightly, but she soon woke up, "Uh..." her eyes widened, she kept swinging her calf, trying to get out.

Song Ya always maintained the image of the cold-faced president, and put her down expressionlessly, "Okay, you continue."

Under the adoring eyes of the girls, he left coolly and gracefully.

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