Chapter 505: A Truly Long-Term Career

This incident spread to himself, and a few days later, the Los Angeles prosecutors, who had been robbed of the limelight by Santa Barbara County, came to the door.

District Attorney Gil Garcetti personally led the team, "Mr. APLUS, you saw Jody Chandler and MJ together in Neverland, right? You were mentioned in his confession."

"I'm waiting for the lawyer to come." Song Ya looked at his watch, "Soon, their flight landed for half an hour, and they should be on the way now."

"Okay, let's wait."

Gil Garcetti is not a small person. Although he is on the same level as Tom Sneddon, who is in charge of the surrounding areas of Neverland, MJ chose the sparsely populated area in order to buy a large enough land (2,800 acres). The jurisdiction of the city is the elite area of ​​Hollywood, where countless companies, institutions, and rich people related to the film industry live and work day and night.

"Want to play baseball first?" Song Ya asked.

"What?" Gil Garcetti was stunned for a moment, and he and the suits and ties exchanged a glance.

"Baseball, I'm practicing recently, for the needs of movie performances." Song Ya picked up the bat leaning against the back of the sofa.

"Hey!" His entourage immediately put his hand on the holster around his waist.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not that stupid..."

Song Ya laughed, "Come on, anyway, I won't answer any questions before the lawyer comes, in order to avoid boredom."

Leading a group of prosecutors to the lawn outside, Adam Sandra, who played the second male role, and his "brother" Xiaopangdun were practicing hard, "Let me introduce you, Adam, this is Mr. Garcetti, here's The District Attorney, also Jewish."

Of course, such an important position must be Hollywood's "person".

Jill Garcetti certainly wasn't going to play baseball seriously with the stars in front of his staff, so he and Adam Sandra walked to the side of the lawn and chatted. Linda asked a servant to bring them carbonated drinks, and the attendants drank from paper cups while waiting.

Not long after, two cars drove into the Beverly Hills mansion, and a group of white men in suits and ties came down.

"Has your lawyer arrived?" asked one of the attachés.

"No, it's someone from the advertising company. I want to hold a meeting here. Sorry, I've been so busy recently that I didn't rehearse today, so I arranged a lot of things to do together."

Song Ya went up to greet her, "Sorry, there are a lot of things today, and the meeting may not start until half an hour later, so let's go in and wait."

"It's okay, we came half an hour earlier." The visitor smiled and followed him into the villa.

Afterwards, Riise, the general manager of A+ Pedal Company, and Scott, the general manager of A+ Apparel, all brought their hands down, as well as Song Asheng, Hayden, Donovan, Roberto Clivell, and all the related parties involved in A+ Apparel. coming.

"Mr. APLUS, your lawyer..." Gil Garcetti came over to urge him personally.

"It should be here soon, oh, here it comes!"

Song Ya saw Goodman and Hamlin's car driving in, "Shall we go to the swimming pool to talk?"

"OK."

Accompanied by Goodman and Hamlin, Song Ya sat down with them under the umbrella by the swimming pool.

"Mr. APLUS, when did you go to Neverland."

"How many times have I been there, twice? Or three times, I can't remember exactly." Song Ya replied after getting the lawyer's permission.

"When did you meet MJ and Jody Chandler at the same time?" Gilgarhy asked.

"For the first time, I will check the specific time..."

Basically, the other party didn't ask any outrageous questions, and they all revolved around the interaction between MJ and the little boy. At that time, there was nothing between the two of them, and Song Ya answered truthfully.

"Are they arguing about superhero abilities?" Gilgarhy asked.

"Yes, MJ makes me feel a little childlike. Anyway, I won't argue with children about such boring issues." Song Ya laughed.

"Do you remember exactly what you are fighting for?"

"Don't remember, I didn't really care, I was talking to MJ's lawyer.

"

"Who?"

"Uh...Lee Phillips? And Sandy Glenn too."

"It's convenient to share the content of your conversation..."

"Sorry, that must have nothing to do with the case," Goodman interjected.

"Okay, that's all?"

"Only these." Song Ya nodded.

"Okay, excuse me." This testimony will not have any impact on the case, and it is slightly biased towards MJ's side. Anyway, Song Ya is telling the truth, and there is nothing to hide. After confirming the testimony, Gil Garcetti got up and left.

Song Ya sent them to the parking place, came back and said to Goodman and Hamlin: "Look up when his next campaign is, and allocate an appropriate amount to him from the personal income I have donated to WhereIsTheLove. "

At the end of the year, in addition to the charitable organization under the name of Aunt Susie, he also funded Michelle's equal rights and youth organization, Claire's charity and women's rights fund, the campaign offices of some big and small politicians, the follow-up reconstruction organization of the Los Angeles incident, The church of two black pastors on the South Side, etc.

He also kept his promise to donate money to Elizabeth Taylor's Anti-AIDS Fund, Howard University, and the University of Chicago.

"OK." Goodman made a note.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

He walked into the villa, there were a lot of people in the meeting, so they all stayed in the living room, "We made a lot of money this year, right? Scout?" Roberto Clivell was chatting with Scout, "How are the dividends arranged, how much can David Cole and I get?"

"It's not a lot. You two can share about 80,000 dollars in total." Scout replied.

"80,000? We own 8% of the shares of A+ Apparel. I have seen the financial statement. There is no reason to use a profit of one million to distribute dividends." Roberto Clivell was not very happy.

"The boss has a new arrangement for next year, and we need to put our profits into it." Scott replied.

"What arrangement?" Roberto Clivell looked at Song Ya.

"I want to do A+ clothing as a real business." Song Ya replied, "I haven't introduced it yet?" He gestured to the people in the advertising company, "Let us welcome the negotiators of Ogilvy Advertising..."

"Wow, they're not cheap." Roberto Clivell exclaimed, "Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean you guys are bad." He felt a slip of the tongue and apologized to the other party.

"It's okay, we are indeed not cheap." Ogilvy said with a smile.

They are an old-fashioned advertising company, founded by advertising guru David Owig, basically stable in the top three in the world, providing a full range of brand promotion, public relations management and government lobbying services, and has a series of super multinational corporate clients. Of course, small business is also done, and this time the leader is a middle-level company, who is more fashion-oriented.

"So, let's talk about your suggestions first. I believe you already know my needs." Song Ya motioned them to speak first.

"Okay, Mr. APLUS."

The opposite side took out the documents and began to list them one by one.

"Our suggestion is that your company should first shrink the product line and deepen the elements that are already deeply impressed by customers, such as cheap prices, T-shirts, pure cotton, fashionable patterns, etc."

"What about autumn and winter clothes?" Scout asked.

"It's not a bad thing to admit failure and stop losses in time." The other party replied: "It's a good idea to establish a firm foothold first, and then look at the situation in a few years to open a sub-line brand to make autumn and winter clothing. Your price confusion in the autumn and winter market has caused brand damage. Not a small negative impact."

Scott nodded in approval.

"Making out the star power of APLUS and Miss Mariah Carey as much as possible."

Song Ya coughed and interrupted, "I would like to add that Mimi and I will collect endorsement fees at the market price from next year, otherwise part of the company's profits will actually be saved from our due personal income, Donovan ’” he motioned to Donovan.

"Yes, I agree to this on behalf of Miss Mariah Carey," Donovan said.

"please continue."

"Does your company also plan to join associations related to the apparel industry, such as the American Textile Association and the Fabric Association?"

"Yes. "

"We can do it, but the Cotton Association . . . "

"Next year, A+ Apparel will sponsor some research institutions in the two cotton-producing regions of California and Arizona." Scott replied on behalf of Song Ya.

"That's not enough."

"What should we do? You are professional." Song Ya said.

"It's a good idea to sign some long-term purchase agreements with local farmers, so that you can also influence votes in some cotton-growing areas." The other party was indeed professional.

"Agricultural constituencies are usually Xiang party territory, right?" Riise asked.

"It doesn't matter. Many technology tycoons who are more pro-donkey party have bought large tracts of land to become farmers. They generally support the donkey party at the federal political level, but they will support local power factions like the party."

"No problem." Song Ya nodded, it seemed that she was not only a two-headed snake.

"You still want a place in fashion shows and awards, don't you Mr. APLUS?"

"Yes, we have to see a way out for our own designers, otherwise the brain drain will be serious."

Song Ya has learned the lessons of Bahn Company, combined with Sun Yansheng's employment theory, and intends to straighten out the way of A+ clothing, at least there will be no such thing as the collective heart of executives turning to industry giants.

"Is it necessary? Since we only sell low-priced T-shirts." Roberto Clivell asked.

"I just said that I want to treat A+ clothing as a real business and make Roberto a long-term one, instead of running away after grabbing it." Song Ya said to him: "If we don't do this, we can't do it for a long time. Can't do much."

"But what about the profits?" he asked again, "You're throwing money around like this."

"Naturally, you don't have to worry about profits if you do well." Song Ya replied: "The money that should be spent must not be less."

He spread his hands, lay back on the sofa and stopped talking.