Chapter 657: Visitors From the South

After she had a good rest in the afternoon, Song Ya immediately came forward to flatter her, which seemed to have some effect.

"I testify that APLUS did drink too much yesterday, and he had to go home before he even lasted the whole party."

The best man and buddies were called to testify, and DeLay was the first to say, "Everyone is a disappointment."

"Hmph, she just has an appointment with a beautiful woman."

Wearing thick pajamas, she was seated by a large group of people with their legs upturned, with a discerning look on her face, "Who are those two women? I can see the white women clearly, and they look familiar. Don't try to cover each other up." .”

"Uh, I don't know about that." Di Lai gave Song Ya a helpless look.

"Mimi, come on, I cook the fried pork with dried bamboo shoots myself, try it..."

Song Ya, who was wearing an apron, presented the plate in front of her courteously, smiling apologetically.

"Alex really made it. He never cooked before. I bought all the ingredients from the Asian supermarket." Aunt Susie also helped him play the side drum.

"Hmph! Don't interrupt! Who is it!?"

She glanced at the appearance of the dish, picked up a fork, threw some into her mouth, tasted it, and felt that the taste was okay, so she ate it with coffee.

"It's the girl who stayed at the party here, and Taraji borrowed it..." Linda said.

"Where's the Taraji? Call her here!"

Taraji ran away early, "There are so many people here, and it spread later..." Song Ya pulled her pajamas pitifully.

"Hmph..."

Her chest rose and fell violently, and she couldn't swallow her breath, "Who is next? Trick!"

"it's me……"

Big A obediently switched places with De Lay, with his hands hanging by his sides, "Miss Kelly, APLUS is really loyal to you, he proposed to leave as soon as he heard that it was a program planned by me...Actually, my program is not How dirty."

"Then he is not drunk?"

"Uh, he must be drunk. I think he needs someone to help him walk before he leaves..." Big A gave Song Ya a guilty look.

"Wine has stamina..." Song Ya pushed her arm to please her.

"They're all in a gang, that's how men cover each other!" Brenda yelled again.

"You're still working hard! Don't even think about posting a post next year!" Song Ya glared at her, "Did you forget who your boss is!?"

"I..." Brenda dared not speak.

"How dare you! Don't be afraid of Brenda, I'll kill him if he doesn't send you a message!" Mariah Carey immediately protected her best friend.

"Send, send, send as usual..." Song Ya changed back to a flattering smile, "I listen to everything my dear."

"Miss Kelly, it's time for you and APLUS to go back to New York. There are a lot of things to do about the wedding." Her female assistant came to report.

"It's not over!"

She got up to change her clothes, "Wait until I figure out how to deal with you!"

"Are you angry in the morning?" Song Ya followed to help.

"What angry words?"

"He said he was going to divorce me..."

She didn't answer, walked into the cloakroom angrily and opened the wardrobe.

"Wearing this suits you today." Song Ya helped her choose clothes.

She ignored it, chose another one and changed it directly.

"Boss." Hayden finally rushed over, and said outside the door: "There is a small island in the Bahamas for sale, and I have already asked for the price."

"Buy, buy." Song Ya was very satisfied with the manager's performance today.

"Then I'll go..." Hayden said.

"Is it far from Patty's island?" she asked suddenly.

"Not far." Hayden replied.

She pouted and didn't speak again, Song Ya felt that she might have passed the test, "Then you go do it." Send Hayden away, "Mimi, you have a really good figure..."

The girl was afraid of pestering the man, and Song Ya squeezed into the Gulfstream 4SP with a playful smile an hour later, and the plane left Chicago and flew to New York.

"Boss, the news just came out from Hollywood that Seagram officially acquired 80% of the shares of Universal Pictures and the parent company of MCA Records for 5.2 billion. Sinberg seems to have passed the test temporarily and is still the president of Universal." Lin Tatsu also came to report.

"Will the Dancing Out of My Life sequel project be affected?" Song Ya asked.

"I don't know, probably not." Linda replied.

"Okay, then it's none of my business." Song Ya couldn't bother with this, he was busy peeling off a madarin citrus, and gently stuffed it into his fiancee's mouth.

Mariah Carey grunted and chewed like a piglet.

Two days later in Chicago, a taxi drove into the middle-class community where Vic McGee lived, and a young white man in a suit and leather shoes walked out of the car, carrying a briefcase. He walked to the door of Vic’s house and compared After the address, ring the doorbell.

"Who are you?"

Cassidy straightened her messy hair and opened the door a crack.

"Hi, I'm the lawyer for the Southern ... newspaper. We have received a letter saying that Mr. Vic McKee and his colleagues have been treated unfairly?"

The man stretched out his hand, only to get Kasiti's wary eyes, so he had no choice but to withdraw his hand, "What's your name?"

"Cassidy, Cassity McGee."

"Cassidy, is this your Vic's daughter? Don't worry, although we have never met your father, we have told you about his deeds, we respect him very much, and we want to help..."

The man took out his ID from his pocket and handed it over, "The letter is anonymous, did you or your relatives or friends send it?"

"I don't know what to believe. Sorry, we don't accept interviews from the media now."

Kasiti had no impression of this newspaper office at all, so she returned the other party's driver's license and newspaper work permit to him, and wanted to close the door.

"Please wait, Miss Cassidy!"

The man put his hand on the door to stop him, "I'm not here for an interview. We really want to help Mr. McKee. Sincerely, please believe me, uh, if you don't listen to the newspaper I work for, or to my If there is any doubt about my identity, I still have this..."

He took out another ID card, "I'm still a member of the All-Rifle Association."

"Feel sorry."

Kasiti keenly noticed the half swastika tattoo under the cuff of the other's suit, she was so frightened that she immediately stepped up her hand, but the other party didn't stop her, she closed the door smoothly and watched the man outside the house vigilantly through the peephole.

The other party seemed to be a little frustrated. He lingered at the door for a while, then walked to the side of the road, took out his mobile phone and started calling.

"Linda, is APLUS there?"

She also picked up the landline and dialed Linda's cell phone.

"Tell me if you have anything to do. The wedding is a few days away. He is very busy at this time and can only sleep for more than four hours a day." Linda replied.

"Oh..." Kasiti fell silent.

"What's the matter? Just tell me, and I will pass it on." Linda asked.

"There is a lawyer at my door. He seems to be related to the white supremacy organization. I saw the tattoo on his hand." Kasiti relayed the information mentioned by the other party, the name of the newspaper and the anonymous letter.

"Is there anyone in your family?" Linda didn't directly offer advice.

"No, my mother took my younger siblings to my grandfather's house." Kasiti replied, "I'm the only one at home."

"Now your father really needs some help from other forces. I can meet that man to see what he wants to do and what help he can provide Vic. Anyway, it's always good if someone is willing to help now, isn't it?"

Linda suggested: "But don't meet alone, in a public place, you can keep yourself safe."

"The thing I mentioned..." Kasiti walked to the door, and the person outside was still there. She pursed her lips, her face showed embarrassment, and she hesitated to speak.

"There is nothing we can do about it for the time being. The boss is inconvenient to pay the lawyer's fees for Vic at such a sensitive time. Please believe me, it's not that he doesn't want to help you. This matter seems to be a bit troublesome, although the information I can get Not much." Linda understood her hesitation.

"Okay, but thanks anyway..."

Kasiti put down the phone in disappointment, thought about it alone in the room, and finally made up her mind, went out and opened the door, and shouted to the man: "The cafe two blocks away, can you wait for me there first?"

"Okay, go that way?" The man turned around happily, "I will go, see you later."