522 Two Thousand One Hundred and Twenty-Two

"How much did Capitol Records promise you?"

Song Ya was really angry this time. She got into the extended Lincoln and dialed Fergie directly. In the record industry, if a certain company suddenly has the confidence to poach other singers at a price lower than the liquidated damages, there is a high probability A private deal has been reached with the singer himself. Many singers, either because they can't bear the company's suppression, or to better develop the platform, or even simply for money, often engage in troublesome behaviors such as passive confrontation, mobilizing fans' will, exposing and discrediting their old clubs.

In short, the purpose is to force the old club to either obediently let people go, or everyone stop trying to make money.

"I also want to buy a private jet." Fergie on the other end of the phone didn't hide it.

She had vowed before that she would own a private jet that would not lose to Mira, which would cost at least five million dollars, and she might have been stimulated by the recent joint purchase of Gulfstream by herself and Mariah Carey. It seems that in order to get her, Capitol Records offered a budget of no less than 8 million plus 5 million. This price is not low for a female singer who has just become popular. After all, the audience of her white hip-hop female singer route is limited.

Viking Records spent nearly 40 million to dig Janet Jackson before, and Warner Records gave Madonna 60 million soon after, which is the highest price for a female singer at present, but that money includes Warner's participation in the acquisition of Madonna's private music studio. If Mariah Carey is in a state of no contract now, the signing bonus of the new contract may not necessarily reach that amount.

"Didn't you just buy a luxury house in Los Angeles?" The predecessor can build more than the current one, at least Mariah Carey will not find money to spend in this way.

"Can you set me free?" Fergie said pitifully.

"Impossible, listen carefully, if you plan to cooperate with Capitol Records, I will freeze you! You know my character very well."

Song Ya warned ruthlessly, "Tell Pai Kingsley for me again, so that she won't be too whimsical!"

"Eight million can't satisfy your greed! APLUS? I made a lot of money for you!" Fergie screamed, "I still accompany you and ha..."

"Calm down first! Think it through before talking to me!"

"I hate you!" Fergie hung up.

"What's the matter honey?"

Mariah Carey pulled back her ear, which was stuck to the back of the phone.

"Fergie, Capitol Records wants to poach her." Song Ya replied, "It's not such a good thing. My record company has worked so hard to promote a singer. This year's awards season just helped her win a bunch of small awards. Immediately." The Source Hip-Hop Music Awards in April also has her share, and it’s all a matter of hard work.”

In the past two days, while he was in New York, he invited the two shrewd Jewish bosses behind The Source magazine to have a chat, in order to help him and Fergie eliminate all kinds of hidden dangers at the Source hip-hop music awards ceremony in advance.

"Don't be too strict with her, it's very common for a slightly popular singer to receive such an invitation."

Mariah Carey didn't hurt her boyfriend's ex, "I can understand." She said: "After 90 years, the other five major record companies will send people to contact me almost every year. It's good to be a little bothering for Sony Columbia Records. So you don't have to react so much."

"Capitol Records and Viking America are the two major labels owned by Beimi EMI. It was because of the failure of the internal struggle with them that Daniel was able to achieve nothing in the position of Beimi EMI's president. There is a big gap between them."

Song Ya explained, "The move by Capitol Records is probably to damage the alliance between me and Daniel. The attitude of Pai Kingsley is also very hateful. Hollywood is her home field, but she can't say anything in the record industry."

"Will Fergie play along with them?" Mariah Carey asked.

"I don't know. Fergie is very smart, but her manager obviously wants to take her away. I'm afraid she won't be able to withstand the temptation." Song Ya replied.

"I hope she won't be stupid, how about I persuade her for you?" Mariah Carey suggested.

Um? It's a little weird, Song Ya turned her head and stared at her face, it didn't look like she was thinking about it,

"You...you don't care? Fergie is my ex-girlfriend."

"But she is also your money printing machine!"

Mariah Carey replied triumphantly: "The money printing machine stopped working, how can you help me buy, buy, buy..."

"You think it quite clearly..." The two laughed and began to fight.

After spending one night together in Tribeca, the two big singers parted ways reluctantly. She will go to Tokyo to start the Asian promotion tour of the music box album, while Song Ya returns to Chicago to join the filming Dance the exterior scenes of my life.

At the beginning of March, the temperature in Chicago was still below zero. After Song Ya finished filming a scene of playing baseball with Adam Sandra and Xiaopangdun in the iconic dilapidated lot in South City, Song Ya hurriedly rubbed his hands and went back to the parking lot not far away. A large caravan.

"It's so cold...it's still warm in the car."

During the location shooting, the RV rented by the crew was his exclusive lounge and dressing room. "What is this?" He took off the old jacket that had been worn out, and saw a new mobile phone on the dressing table .

"It's a new phone from Nokia." Linda, who was busy, replied, "The model is 2110i. Currently, it can only be used in some major cities in the whole country. It can send and receive text messages."

"Short message?"

Song Ya picked up the black candy bar phone and looked at it carefully. The black and white LCD screen was quite large, and it was smaller than the Motorola flip phone he was used to, but there was no advantage in appearance. The antenna was exposed, and it was even thicker. The sense of industrial design is overwhelming. In addition to numbers, the dial keys are also neatly arranged with twenty-six English letters such as abc and def, from 2 to 0, three on each number key.

"SMS, that's what they call it, and I don't quite understand it. Do you want to ask their people to teach you?" Linda asked, "But wait a minute, Nokia's staff is teaching her at Amy's."

"Need not."

Nokia asked Amblin Entertainment to take the initiative to contact them. They had just entered the US market and they learned that the heroine of a youth idol song and dance film wanted to use their latest mobile phone to appear in the movie, so they sent someone over to negotiate, but they were stingy. of Nordics are only willing to pay $300,000 plus the sponsorship of dozens of top-end mobile phones.

Since other competitors had little firm will, the opportunity was taken by them.

There is no way, the heroine is the only one who can afford a mobile phone in this drama, and only one scene in the whole movie will use it.

"How much is this phone?" Song Ya asked.

"A little over a thousand dollars," Linda replied.

"Well, Motorola is going to be sad..."

Song Ya remembered that it cost more than three thousand dollars to get all her Motorola mobile phones. She skillfully pressed the function key under the word Menu in the lower left corner of the screen, found the contact menu that Linda had set up, and selected O'Grady's name. Dial the phone, "It's me, APLUS, and I'm going to sell all the Motorola stocks in my account."

"But Motorola's situation is good now. Apple's new PowerBook notebook equipped with its processor is already on the market, and the sales momentum is very good. Didn't you start looking forward to it last year?"

O'Grady was a little surprised, "His stock and Apple's are rising, and Apple has risen to 1.35 cents, which just exceeds your cost line. The situation is very good..."

"Uh... Let's sell it. Didn't Nokia just go public on the New York Stock Exchange? Use that money to exchange some of his family's rice stocks." After a little consideration, Song Ya insisted on trusting her 'gut feeling', After all, Tianqi has used Nokia's mobile phone products before, and he is inexplicably familiar with the buttons of this 2110i, so he knows what that means.

"Haha, I see, based on your judgment on the telecom market, is it right? Not bad, the recent rise in Nokia shares on the Helsinki Exchange in your hand is indeed very good, wait, I will help you out of Motorola , to open a position in Nokia." O'Grady began to prepare for the transaction, "Do you want to buy more?"

"No."

In the stock market, Song Ya has suppressed more than 80 million funds, except for the two million Dow shares that have not yet been lifted. The technology stocks in his hands now are either like Microsoft and Cisco, which have risen all the way. He started to panic, because Apple and EA were hovering on the edge of the cost line, but overall they still outperformed the market. He had no intention of adding more investment, and would only make a slight move depending on the situation.

Just after hanging up the phone, the phone rang twice, and an envelope symbol was displayed on the screen.

Song Ya opened it, and the sender was Amy, and the content was only a long string of '11111111' numbers.

Holding the mobile phone with both hands, two thumbs are skillfully flying on the keyboard, long press to select a word, 1 is a space, 'what are you doing? ’ Back to the past.

'Didi... Didi...' It took a while before Amy received this text message.

"Card!"

Old Larry stopped immediately, "What voice!?" He was outraged, "Who!? The recording crew?"

"Well……"

Wearing a designer coat, Amy, who was strolling in front of the camera with Taraji, raised her hand pitifully, "Sorry, it's my phone."

"That's just a prop! Didn't you take a close-up of the screen just now? What are you doing with it on!? Shut it down! Do it again! No one is allowed to turn on the phone at the shooting site! It's crazy weather in Chicago, don't waste the time of everyone on the set! You still It's not red!"

Old Larry scolded his head and face.