Chicago 1990

Chapter 644? Arguing

The two watched Hirai's back disappear into the doorway. Daniel sat down in his original seat and took out his cigarette and lighter. Ms. Kelly's repertoire management rights belonged to Sony Music Copyright Company. If they forced this deal, it would be legally fine. It's just that they didn't dare to take the risk of making the two first-line superstars unhappy. I am under a lot of pressure, I have to keep emphasizing your attitude to Schulhoff and these book executives, you can't go back on your word when things happen, it will make me lose another point in front of capital."

"I know, when have I cheated on you? And I've always been top."

What does this kind of pressure mean to myself, "Daniel, I remember you didn't smoke before?"

"Sorry, ahem, I've been under a lot of pressure recently."

Daniel finally lit the cigarette, took a deep puff, and was accidentally choked. He fanned away the green smoke that drifted towards Song Ya, "Can you understand me?"

"certainly."

Song Ya can understand him. Now that things have happened, several record companies monopolized by the defendants are preparing to respond to the lawsuit. Although a fine of several billion is unrealistic, as long as there is such a possibility, it will inevitably be accompanied by fierce games. Whether it is The court is still between the defendant companies, because the prosecution will inevitably induce the companies to sell each other. Since he is the only executive of the record company named in the report of the Federal Fair Trade Commission, Daniel bears the brunt, and then he will fight a series of tough battles , Career may be ruined at any time.

So now I am more important to him, because I am the only big-name singer under his direct management.

"Honey……"

Sitting with the preoccupied Daniel until Mariah Carey finished her work, she appeared at the door full of energy, "Let's go, go home!"

"Be obedient, don't buy that broken island, okay?"

After the settlement this time, the two went to the notary lawyer to have their property notarized, and then signed a prenuptial agreement together, and they both understood each other's property allocation. It felt like her family was going to be hollowed out, especially after she voted 10 million dollars for the Xingmeng Tears movie project.

The key point is that she doesn't earn as much money as she imagined, that's right, after all, she only debuted in the same year as herself, and unlike her own record production company, her income mainly comes from three yuan, the singer's copyright share, the songwriter's share and copyright royalties, and the business Acting, advertising and concert income, only the last income far exceeds his own, but he also has other prosperous investment sidelines, or in fact, his main business.

Of course, she has a high output of records. Since her debut, she has recorded one album a year steadily, and her sales have completely crushed her. The music box album has sold more than 20 million worldwide, and it is still on the Billboard album sales list. Even last year's random Christmas album sold no worse than the original soundtrack of the movie Dancing My Life by the Apocalypse.

Her asset management is actually very healthy. When she earns money, she buys that kind of very stable mutual funds and saves it. This is due to the financial planning and concept guidance that Motura instilled in her in the early years, and she has nothing else but shopping. vice.

It is true that she is an impulsive consumer type woman, but the basic financial quotient is online, so it can be evaluated in this way.

In fact, her personality is more like a boy's, she is very strong, she agrees with her in everything, and the prenuptial agreement is also signed according to who should own the property of both parties.

"Black Grandet! You have a lot more money than I thought!"

Mariah Carey was overwhelmed by her fiancé's rich family background,

"You have more than 200 million in cash plus stocks! My wife bought a small island and kept nagging in my ears, nagging..."

"I don't think it's necessary. In fact, I can buy it, but we probably don't have time to go to the Bahamas for vacation this year. Let's let it go for a while." Song Ya used a strategy of delaying the attack.

"Hmph..."

She was still happy in her heart, temporarily put aside the matter of buying the island, returned home and continued to concentrate on preparing for the wedding.

Now a large ceremony platform with a white roof has been built on the lawn of the Bedford Hills. On the edge of the Hills, there is a temporary church prepared by Pastor Jesse Jackson for the main wedding. Other open-top wedding cars, various sculptures, colored lights , Decorative ribbons and so on, she made a lot of them, all piled up in the warehouse and garage, many of which will not be used at that time, many plans were discarded by her, and the things she bought were also useless.

There is also a customized gift bag, which contains a small gold bracelet engraved with the initials of the two people. Every guest who comes to the wedding can receive a copy, which is worth about three hundred dollars.

As for the other one-time decorations specially prepared for the wedding, there are too many to talk about. Now there are about hundreds of workers and wedding personnel in the entire villa, all working hard for the day of the 27th.

The two flower companies will be responsible for the supply of flowers at that time, as well as drinks, food, etc., will be handled by New York's high-end professional companies. She still doesn't mention any additional requirements, so she must be perfect.

"Mimi, I'm ready for the pre-wedding party, let's have a good time!"

Brenda, whose IQ is arrears, and her godmother, Patti Labelle, are by her side, responsible for coming up with all kinds of bad ideas, "I've booked all the gigolos, and they're guaranteed to be the best in Las Vegas!" Brenda said. Da carelessly flaunted: "I will do it all, and you only need one person at that time."

"dance……"

Song Ya, who was passing by, was taken aback, "Mimi, come here." He almost forgot about this, and hurriedly called Mariah Carey aside, "You won't indulge yourself at the pre-wedding party like some people, right? Let’s just cancel this link, okay?”

"Ah, no, no, no, we follow the rules. The bridesmaids are in charge of the pre-wedding party. I can't ask anything in advance, let alone you."

Mariah Carey responded with a smile and a wag of a finger.

"Emmm..." Song Ya's face darkened.

In the evening, the two had a big fight over this matter, "Aplus! I told you not to interfere! But you let Linda secretly warn Brenda!? She is my friend, and we agreed that the woman's pre-wedding party will belong to her Take charge!" she yelled angrily.

"Is she still a signed singer of my record company? Take my wife to Las Vegas to call gigolos? Don't think I don't know what services the gigolos over there provide!"

Song Ya replied quietly.

"You've crossed the line! I didn't even ask Delay and Al what program they have prepared for you!" She retorted.

"They won't take me to find some dancers." Song Ya replied.

"Really? Don't think I don't know how much fun those street friends of yours have!" She punctured, "Did you tell them not to prepare any excessive programs in advance?"

"Of course I said hello, they dare not not listen to me." Song Ya is confident in this aspect, "You don't know how loyal I am to you, it's hard work for me to refuse all kinds of temptations..."

"What temptation? Who?"

"Uh, all kinds."

"I ask who?"

"Too many, two Hollywood projects are starting, do you know how popular I am there?"

"Hmph..."

The more noisy this fight got, the farther it got away from the topic, and in the end it didn't produce any results. It would always end with the two of them washing up and sleeping.

That night in Chicago, "Daddy, what case have you been working on lately? You always come back so late."

Cassidy yawned and caught Vic McGee who had just entered the door, "It's already three o'clock in the morning, and you and your mother have been arguing about this recently."

"Hehehe, it's a big case that can be promoted by meritorious service. Be good, don't worry about adults' affairs and children."

Vic smiled and went to the refrigerator to find half a pack of toast, took it out, smeared it with peanut butter, and ate it cold.

"I'm in college."

Kasiti looked at her seriously, "I heard my mother said yesterday that she wants to divorce you."

"Leave her alone, she's been under a lot of pressure recently, you know, because of your younger brother and sister's illness." Vic coaxed her, "Go to sleep, tomorrow Monday, you should go back to school."

Kasiti went back to sleep dubiously. The next day, she was not in the mood for class, so she drove directly to the police station where Vic worked at noon, knocked on the door and walked into the stormtrooper's office.

"We haven't been busy with any major cases recently..."

Sean replied casually, but noticed that Kasiti's face immediately reacted, and the stormtroopers were extremely skilled in covering each other, pretending to remember something, "Oh, oh yes, I know what the case is , a perverted murderer, don’t you know about your father? He only needs to focus on a case, and he will never let it go if he doesn’t solve the case. It’s okay, Kasiti, he worked too hard for the case, you have to understand, later I'm going to persuade him, don't worry."

"He is already a deputy sheriff, does he still need to work so hard?"

Kasiti said distressedly: "We thought he would have more time to spend with his family after being promoted. He didn't come home until three o'clock last night, two o'clock the day before yesterday, and six o'clock in the morning one day before that. Help us to persuade Uncle Sean that he can't do this anymore, my mother is very distressed by this."

"What day?" Sean's face changed.

"No. 4? Or No. 5." Cassetti didn't notice, and recalled seriously.

"Don't worry, I will persuade him."

Sean dismissed Cassidy, turned around and rushed straight into Vic's deputy sheriff's office in a rage, "You're stalking me!? Vic, you fucking stalking your brother!?"

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