Chapter 55 Luke

"Put it on."

Old Qiao picked up the gold chain and wrapped it around Song Ya's neck twice, and helped put on the gold watch, "Look, look..." He took a step back, watching Song Ya shake his head in satisfaction, " This is what my Nancheng boy should look like."

"Southtown boy..."

Song Ya adjusted the thick gold chain that strangled his neck, and said with a wry smile: "Boss, is it worth your investment? The security in Nancheng is getting worse and worse."

"I'm not going anywhere."

Old Joe took him into the office, lit a cigar, and lay comfortably behind the boss's desk, "I am familiar with this neighborhood, I have lived here for decades, and I am the king here. There are many black people, singing, playing ball , those admitted to prestigious schools, as soon as they have the opportunity, they can’t wait to move to some noble community and be neighbors with white people, all of them, those who are able to run away, all run away...the only hell is the law and order here. "

"Uh..." Song Ya blushed slightly when she heard this.

"You are a genius APLUS, I think you are different from those people, I want to keep you here." Old Qiao took out a document from the drawer and threw it to Song Ya.

This is a share transfer document, 10% of Old Joe Music, and the names of Old Joe and Hell Bobtail boss 'Kenneth' have been signed.

"As long as you sign your name, 10% will be yours, without spending a penny." Old Qiao said.

"Feel sorry."

Song Ya decided to shrink back as soon as she saw the boss's name, "I thank you for your kindness, but..." He put the document back on the boss's desk.

"Don't even think about it?" Old Qiao pushed the file forward a little bit.

Song Ya could only try her best to evade, "I'm really sorry, I... I'm still in high school, I don't want to..."

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Old Joe stopped his hesitant justification, struck a match, picked up the contract and lit it.

The two silently watched the contract burn to ashes and was thrown into the wastebasket by Old Joe, "So... what are your plans for the future?" Old Joe asked.

"Plan? Finish high school and enter a prestigious school..."

"What about the songs? Are you still writing songs?"

"Uh, no inspiration yet."

"That's it..." Old Joe hid himself behind the cloud of cigars, "Don't forget Old Joe's music when you are inspired."

What else can Song Ya say, "No, don't worry."

At this time, four black aunts came up, and Song Ya knew them. They were the four who took a photo with Lao Qiao on the poster of Lao Qiao's music hall. I heard that they formed a chorus when they were young, but they didn't become popular. Now they are older Now, the choir has become a harmony group, and it is still barely maintaining by taking on various odd jobs.

"Joe! If you lie to us again this time, we will kill you!"

When the leader saw Old Qiao, he cursed viciously at the top of his voice. Four bucket figures like Aunt Susie crowded the office tightly, and Song Ya took the opportunity to leave.

When he was leaving, he heard Old Qiao shouting in panic, "Don't do it! Don't do it! I will never lie to you again this time! Don't pull my clothes! Don't!"

Because most black men grow up in single-parent families, no matter how fierce they are when they grow up, when they meet a black aunt who is about the same age as their mother, most of them will shy away. They will submit obediently without the ability to resist, as if they have been taken seven inches by someone.

Back home, Song Ya continued his boring study. All kinds of knowledge, whether it was calculus or stocks, were stuffed into his mind like a whale. It's been half a year since time travel, nothing else, but I always feel that knowledge is not enough.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Finally feeling a little tired, he rubbed the center of his brows, left the bedroom, and lay down in front of the TV.

On the sofa is the US edition of VOGUE in September, and Mila on the cover is dressed in fashion,

Bright eyes.

The recent calls between the two have become shorter and shorter, mostly accompanied by Song Ya's perfunctory echoes, Mira complained and then hung up.

Mira is now a few levels more popular than Little Lowry, even Song Ya, who is deaf to the outside world, will frequently hear her from female classmates in school.

Hayden helped the William Morris agency to win her agency contract, which made him promoted soon after. Now he is getting busier and Song Ya hasn't seen him for a long time.

William Morris seems to want to turn Mira into the second Madonna. In terms of new publicity strategy, he frequently differs from Madonna, the client of rival CAA. Why is Madonna only popular when she is 25 years old, and Mira is only 15 years old now? Fifteen-year-old Mira has already appeared on the cover of VOGUE, leaving Madonna far behind, and what Mira's contribution to de Klerk's contribution to equal rights is not inferior to Madonna's songs...

It seems that this is a clever move. The whole society can't help but be led to make various comparisons. Even SBK, under the urging of William Morris, has devoted a lot of effort to the creation of Mira's album, not to mention the excitement. With a lot of publicity fees, Mira is waiting for Columbia Pictures to join the group. But Song Ya still didn't like this kind of low-level forced bundling propaganda, and Madonna didn't respond at all, just like treating a harmless insect, and she didn't even bother to drive it away.

However, Mira's current income has completely crushed her own. She said that many top luxury brands have contacted her. William Morris is helping her to screen, and the price of commercial performances is also rising. Her father, Mr. Jovovich, who lost his pants in Los Angeles, has turned around now, and is going around in a high-profile way to solicit new clients for his investment company. Naturally, it goes without saying for Song Ya, I heard that His call even went to Daniel's house.

I don't know if it was a tacit understanding, but Mira called.

"I always take the initiative to call you." Her first sentence was a complaint.

"I was about to call you, but I received your call unexpectedly." Song Ya made up nonsense, "How are you doing?"

"I miss you."

"Me too."

The two fell silent.

"you……"

"you……"

A few seconds later, the two spoke at the same time, "You go ahead," Song Ya said.

"Do you have time recently? I will go to Yellowstone Park to shoot an advertisement, and I will stay there for a week. I think we can play there for a few days... I hate it! You must ask girls to ask you out!" Mira said As he spoke, he became arrogant.

"Reporter..." Song Ya hesitated.

"I'm not afraid of what are you afraid of!?"

"I'm afraid it will affect your current image, my dear, you have been doing very well recently."

"It's not like that, but it's much busier and tired than before. It's okay. The shooting location is very remote. I said hello to the film crew, and the paparazzi can't get in."

"All right."

The girl was so active, Song Ya felt that if he didn't agree, he would be struck by lightning. However, he suddenly saw a familiar face on the TV screen.

"And then? Stop talking again, you are like this every time!"

"..."

"Bye!"

'Beep beep...' The other side hung up the phone, and a busy tone came out of the phone.

"Luke? Growing pains?"

The familiar face Song Ya saw was Luke, a child over ten years old, in the popular TV series Growing Trouble.

In the third apocalypse, in the two-minute movie screen, isn't the leading actor Luke! ?

Song Ya put down the microphone, and her mind started to run fast, "Since it is a movie clip given by Tianqi, this Luke should be very popular in the future, right? If I continue to invest in this Luke according to Tianqi's guidance, will the business be stable? Make money or not?"

He picked up the phone again and dialed Hayden's phone, "Hey, help me look up the actor who played Luke in Growing Pains, what's his name? What's his background?...Okay, Leonardo DiCapri Oh, right? I made a note."