Chapter 538 The 1st Hip-Hop Music Awards

In mid-April, after finishing dubbing and supervising editing, Song Ya was about to leave for Chicago, and school was about to start.

During the period, he also asked Peter Flock's wife, Lockhard, Gardner's lawyer Alicia, and A+ Audio President Delay to come to Los Angeles to officially start the C-round financing plan with other shareholders of DTS. It was the last round of financing before the listing of DTS, so they recruited investment funds under the chairman of the Nasdaq Stock Exchange Madoff, investment bank Goldman Sachs, and some venture capital institutions such as Greenwood Capital to prepare for the listing on Nasdaq. Make preparations.

Smith, the only black executive at Goldman Sachs, came to meet with Song Ya on purpose. Since the business hadn’t officially started, the two didn’t talk much. Smith spent part of the time fooling him into putting money into a Goldman Sachs fund.

Of course Song Ya would not do it. It is true that Smith supports the donkey party, but he feels very similar to BET boss Johnson who supports the elephant party. Maybe the blacks in the United States can become billionaires without relying on style and style. They all have similar personalities. At a time when no white person could be trusted. Besides, people on Wall Street are not to be trusted, especially Goldman Sachs.

He was willing to take this opportunity to hook up with that Jew Madoff. He heard that Spielberg made a lot of money in it, but unfortunately the other party didn't show up at all. , Only take out fund projects with low annualized returns to deal with. He had no choice but to seriously plan to find opportunities to join organizations like the Palm Beach Country Club in the future. Spielberg and David Geffen were already there. Even if they didn't invest, it would be good to expand their network.

"Aren't you taking part in the trimming too?"

The old Larry who learned that he was leaving hurriedly called, and he was excluded from the final editing process by Universal.

"If you don't participate, you can earn some points at Universal." Song Ya said.

"integral?"

"Uh, get some impression points."

Song Ya doesn't want to challenge the power of the distribution company now, and she doesn't want to get into trouble with Universal because of this kind of thing. It's up to them to dance out my life's schedule, film arrangement, and announcement. "Anyway, I watched the near-finished version. , You've done it perfectly, Universal won't cut it randomly, and that won't do them any good."

"There are several shots of social and racial issues in it." Old Larry said worriedly.

The content of these two parts is more than that in the original version of Dancing Out of My Life, because the protagonist has changed from white to black, so Hollywood equal rights activists headed by Spike Lee will definitely not say good things if they don’t add something. Theaters are the basic market for this movie to earn box office. Even if it fails to be accepted by white audiences, at least it is expected to earn the box office of the black community like Boys from the Block. In fact, it is not a lot.

"Not many, don't worry about Larry, we've reached this point, we should put our energy into considering the box office." Song Ya persuaded him.

There are really not many, except for one or two complaints that came out of the protagonist's mouth when talking with the second male brother, that is, when the male protagonist sent the female protagonist home, he was looked at by neighbors with unfriendly eyes at the door of a high-end residence in a white community After a few glances, the degree of this 'blackness' is already very light, and even beautified.

In reality, those neighbors might have already called the police. The police station in the high-end white community dispatched the police quickly. When the police saw a black stranger, they would usually step forward and question them. Now some white communities in the United States still have their own private police or volunteer police. Some local police with insufficient budgets will subcontract their jurisdiction to private companies or patrol teams organized by community residents. Those guys treat black people more brutally.

Of course, there is a clear distinction between communities in the United States, and most of the blacks who go there for no reason are not doing good things.

"I can't do much at the box office, I don't have box office appeal, other actors are also newcomers, it's all up to you.

said old Larry.

"I know, of course I will do my best."

Song Ya comforted the frightened old man and hung up the phone.

"I feel that if the box office fails, old Larry will lie in the ICU." He smiled to Mariah Carey beside him on the private jet.

Mariah Carey didn't hear him, and was concentrating on the guest list for the engagement ceremony with her female assistant.

In the new school season, Song Ya signed up for three classes. A week after re-entering the campus, Mariah Carey found an excuse to run back to New York. She said she was going to monitor the construction progress of Bedford Manor, but Song Ya It felt like she was simply being bored in Chicago and avoiding her workout duties.

On the 25th, Song Ya brought a large number of singers including Al, Dion Wilson, Common, and the group of William Adams under A+ Records, as well as a large number of singers such as Big A, Mavota, Tony, and Muffler. The bodyguard, mighty, also traveled to New York to attend The Sourec magazine's first Hip-Hop Music Awards.

The pre-preparation was well prepared. The group of them were arranged in the leftmost area of ​​the theater, just far away from the rightmost side of Puff Daddy and the others. The Jewish boss of TheSourec magazine also arranged for the two groups of people to enter the stage differently. aisle.

They and the West Coast group headed by Death Row Records are also separated by southern rappers such as Huang Yuan. People from NAS and others will also help take care of it, so it should be safe.

"My God, it's almost like the five major mafia families are holding a national convention here."

Fergie also arrived at the scene to join her. She and Pai Kingsley, who was traveling with her, were protected by Song Ya in the middle of her own people. Pai Kingsley complained: "This is the most chaotic awards show I have ever seen."

It is true that the entire theater is small, and groups of ferocious old blacks keep coming in, crowding people, and many singers are quite hostile to each other. Before the start, there were a few small-scale pushings and shoves. I insisted on coming in, but found that there were no seats, so I stood around. The whole hall smelled strongly of body odor and perfume.

Rapper, who has the task of performing and awarding awards, even brought a lot of DJs, voices and attendants in order to line up. Some of the unruly guys ran from the backstage to the exit of the stage aisle to watch the excitement, and found that they could be seen by all the audience He also refused to leave, and complacently made hip-hop gestures to the people below.

"That's the world of rap."

Song Ya himself was not much better, and the people he brought were not allocated enough seats. Fortunately, the wall of the theater was next to him, and the silencer and Mawota were standing in a row against the wall. Of course, he couldn't complain in front of Pai Kingsley, so he had to pretend to say something.

"I heard that someone came in with a gun." Big A, who was sent to scout the road, socialized with various rappers excitedly, and came back to gossip.

"WTF?" Song Ya felt even worse.

"Sure, there isn't even a metal detector at the entrance." Said the old Mike who was personally protecting him, and he patted himself on the waist, "It's very easy."

Feelings he brought the gun in too...

Song Ya couldn't help but be thankful that she didn't bring Mariah Carey here, "When Fergie and I receive the award, we will pay more attention to the people on Death Row Records and Bad Boys Records." I plan to leave early, but now I have no choice but to bite the bullet, the hip-hop circle must not have cowardly characters.

"Understood." Everyone agreed.

"Big E didn't come, neither did Sugnett, and Mary Blige..." Big A continued to report.

"Really? That's great." Song Ya was worried about Big E's revenge, Su Ge Knight went crazy, and Mary Blige was talking nonsense about K-Ci's death. It's great that the three of them are not here, "Then I went over to say hello to Derry and NAS."

"It should be fine." Big A led a group of people to hug and protect him, got up and walked towards the middle of the theater.

"Look! GD's APLUS..."

"This is a ruthless character, and he made a lot of money, 100 million, from white people."

"Of course, wait! Is he going to take the initiative to mess with people in Harlem?"

"Is this guy not afraid of Puff Daddy going crazy? He killed K-Ci!"

"It wasn't him, Little Lowry sent someone to do it."

"It's all the same, they are all from GD, 24K is really a gangster, look at those followers..."

"Maybe his followers are all M-Fxxk richer than me. In the parking lot just now, I saw the big A driving a Ferrari."

This kind of big battle can also bluff people, and with the blessing of urban legends, when passing by the seats of some guests, people's whispers reached his ears.

He didn't look at those people with a look of disbelief, "Hey, Dre, what's the matter, didn't Suge Knight and Snoop Dogg come?" He hugged and fist-bumped Dre.

"Snoop Dogg has a case and can't come, Su Ge Knight has something to do." Dre looked more nervous than him, and looked around vigilantly.

"2PAC also didn't come because of the case?"

"He's backstage and he's going to perform later," Dre said.

The two chatted for a while, Song Ya went to say hello to NAS, Rakim, and Daddy Kane was also there, but the momentum had fallen too much compared to the past, Song Ya thought about the old friendship and went to chat with him for a while, by the way I took a look at the place where Puff Daddy and their Harlem singers were sitting. Puff Daddy still looked like a big guy, sitting in the first row, talking to his subordinates angrily, and I don’t know if it was intentional or unintentional. Make eye contact with yourself.

"Maybe you should get Fergie out of this situation."

After returning, Pai Kingsley whispered in his ear again.

"I thought that matter was settled." Song Ya responded unhappily, "My hip-hop music made her popular and made money."

"I'm saying it for her benefit," Pakinsley said.

"Come on, Pat, I have seen some Hollywood routines. When I was filming a movie, a casting director was against me. Guess what he was doing for it? It was this way to earn more money for himself in the crew. Power, I think you are the same now, don't pick topics that I don't like to talk about, this kind of trick is useless to me."

Song Ya punctured her mercilessly, "What is your real purpose? Hollywood superstar managers generally don't come to such occasions rashly, and take risks in person just to talk to me about impossible things."

"Well, you really can become the youngest African-American billionaire. These words make me respect you APLUS."

Pai Kingsley smiled and said, "Are you interested in switching to CAA? With all due respect, your second degree may not be a big hit. I see that you are also preparing to transfer your career to Hollywood. In Hollywood, I am better than Donovan." And your little-known little character manager is too powerful."

Song Ya guessed like this, "I will consider CAA and you for the next brokerage contract, but before my contract with William Morris expires, you are not allowed to use Fergie to bother me. Otherwise, I will let her fire You, who do you think she will listen to."

"OK, I see."

Pai Kingsley looked back at Fergie, who was as obedient as a bunny in this environment, lowered her head and concentrated on chatting with her assistant, "Can you send a few people to escort me out? Here... here makes me a little breathless Qi, uh, I don't discriminate against anything."

"learn."

Song Ya asked Tony and the silencer to send her off early.