Chapter 717? The More You Play, the Bigger

Tonight, the presidential suite of the hotel has become an internal gathering of the Washington branch of the Inner City Broadcasting Company. After Dorothy brought the head female anchor from Baltimore, it has evolved into a salon for African-American media people. Song Ya and them respectively We chatted alone and were very satisfied. As the most famous old-fashioned black news anchor, Gordon has no problem with his selection of candidates. Those who are about to join A+CN are undoubtedly industry elites.

"Boss, Mr. Sutton is here again, in my room, and he is very angry."

Linda quietly came to report.

"Okay, Dr. Chen, Ms. Sloan, please greet me, I will leave for a while..."

Song Ya held Alicia's elbow and whispered in her ear: "Pierre is here."

"OK." Alicia Chao followed behind him with a wine glass.

Pierre Sutton was already waiting impatiently in Linda's room, "APLUS!" He was really angry, and when he saw Song Ya, he rushed forward and asked, "You have been negotiating with my people from the very beginning. Dealing with each other, poaching corners quietly!? You little wolf cub!"

"Sorry, I only communicated with Dorothy about the capital injection in advance. It is Gordon who admires the employees of your company who have worked with him for many years..."

Song Yashi sat down on the sofa and raised his legs, "It's me who should be angry, not you, remember? When you brought Quincy Jones and the others to my place during the day..."

"How did I know they would do that! Don't think I don't know you're making excuses. No one can hollow out my Washington branch in just half a day! You've been doing it for a long time. Your bitch lawyer uses the newsletter I gave Directory, leading people all over the country in collusion with my hungry employees..."

He pointed at the two of them.

"Hey! Mr. Sutton, please pay attention to your words, or I will sue you." Alicia leaned back and stared at him with warning eyes.

"War? Huh?"

Pierre Sutton's eyes were red with anxiety, and he didn't care to be polite to the lady, "I know who you are, Mrs. Flock, your husband is running for the new governor of Illinois, right? But don't think he You will be elected, between you... Let me be clear, I know a thing or two about your husband and APLUS's troubles in Chicago, don't think that the influence of the inner city broadcasting company in Illinois can play me like this! "

Threatened by him with Vic's case, Alicia didn't know how to respond for a while, and froze in place.

"Pierre,

You can't just read my jokes during the day, and then jump around like this when I give a little hint at night, it's not fair. "

Song Ya smiled instead, and patted the armrest of the sofa beside her, "You can't just treat me as... just because I have a little hesitation about investing in your company? An enemy? This is not the way to do business. Calm down first , Sit down, let's calm down, sit down and have a good chat."

"This is what a light of African descent said."

Pierre Sutton's face was a little better by his soft words, and he sat down as he said, "But you are poaching my man APLUS now, is this the way you do business?"

"I always talk about win-win in business, but before talking about business, I have something to say..."

Linda's guest room is not big, and the sofa is a simple and movable style. Song Ya moved the sofa under her buttocks to Pierre Sutton's side until their knees were almost touching their knees, and then they leaned forward , his face moved closer, he suddenly put away his smile, and looked at him indifferently, "Pierre, since you mentioned the Chicago case just now, I must also make one point in advance before discussing business: From now on, any time, Under no circumstances will you threaten me with the Chicago case again."

His tone is calm, but the whole momentum is very oppressive.

Pierre Sutton opened his mouth and stared at him with an extremely shocked expression. He was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses, and immediately got up from the unheated sofa, "Fxxk! What the hell! I don't want Being taught face-to-face by a brat, even someone as popular and rich as you is no good!"

He went straight to the guest room doorknob. "You'll learn the power of the Inner City Broadcasting Company! I'm sure you'll regret what you did today!"

"Come on! Come on! Pierre, I may regret it, but this company of yours will also go bankrupt, I promise!"

Song Ya raised the volume towards his back, "After all, who hasn't been in trouble these days? Don't think I don't know about your Apollo Theater!"

Pierre Sutton opened the door and was silent for a while, before finally leaving.

"Will he cause trouble for us and Peter? The Inner City Broadcasting Company does have a certain influence on public opinion, and now Peter needs African-American votes very much. That case..."

Alicia began to worry.

"He can't call the shots, and the Inner City Broadcasting Company has never been his call."

Song Ya walked over and patted her arm easily, "Don't worry about Alicia, I will take care of this, trust me."

"Yeah." She agreed softly with complicated emotions.

"It was cool when you said that, Boss." Linda on the side said, "But sometimes there is a price to be paid for being cool."

"That guy always thinks he can eat me. I hate it. It doesn't seem like it's going to cost the 30 million..."

Song Ya was talking, when Linda's cell phone rang in her pocket, "It's Dilai."

"APLUS, something happened here..."

Delay seemed a bit dumbfounded on the other end of the phone, "A user who claimed to be Kidada Jones scolded the whistleblower in our leaking post...that was me. Originally, I wanted to tease her, but after a few words... …Let me start from the beginning, at the beginning she insisted that she had already broken up with LL Cool J, and she never had an affair with 2PAC behind his back, because she had nothing to do with 2PAC at that time. Everything was normal at this time, but they were arguing She first said that she and 2PAC are already in love with each other, even if it is only limited to spiritual communication, then she suddenly posted a post and broke the news that 2PAC wrote to her and told her: For her sake, she has written a very formal letter of breakup to Madonna, Dumped Madonna..."

"No, this... is this true?"

Song Yaxin said what the hell is this, Madonna and 2PAC got together and saw it with her own eyes, but it was 2PAC's turn to get rid of that DIVA who likes to collect stamps? This is too magical, and the 2PAC guy is too self-conscious, right? Did he think people didn't know he was in prison for sexually assaulting and abusing women? Blowing like Madonna still pester him.

"It should be, that person is likely to be Kidada Jones himself." DeLay said.

"No, I mean 2PAC dumped Madonna..."

"I don't know about this, but things seem to be getting bigger and bigger. You know, Madonna's fan club is the world's top organization and action force, even stronger than MJ. Her fan group is also very good at using new media. , is very active on our American music website, and recently applied for a dedicated section..."

DeLay reported: "Many of her fans are now insulting Kidada Jones in the leaking post, and some people are swearing at 2PAC-related posts. Our website traffic is steadily increasing..."

"This... Is this a good thing or a bad thing?" Song Ya couldn't understand either.

"It should be a good thing. It's good for our website, but I don't know if the bandwidth and the server can support it..." Dilai said: "A paper media just called to ask about the authenticity of the news, and that thread It's not Kedada Jones himself."

"We must not disclose user privacy to the outside world." Song Ya reminded.

"I know, I don't talk nonsense, and I don't have any evidence. It's very convenient to register as a user. I can only see the IP address. I don't know if there is a person or a dog on the other side of the network cable..."

As Delay was talking, Linda took out another mobile phone and signaled, "Dinkins..." she whispered.

"Forget it, let them argue about this kind of shit, I don't have time to care about trivial things on the Internet now."

Song Ya threw away her hand and went to answer Dingkins' call again.

"I'm an old man, I go to bed very early..." Dingkins didn't ask the teacher directly.

"Sorry, Mr. Dingkins, I just said some angry words to Pierre. He brought a group of NGers who didn't deal with me to humiliate me during the day."

Song Ya sued with confidence.

"He didn't make it clear to me on the phone just now, how about it, you come to Albany tomorrow, there is a dinner here, let's meet and talk." Dingkins said.

"Albany? Yes, I'll come. Sorry to disturb you so late on my business Mr. Dinkins."

Song Ya hung up the phone very politely.

"Albany is the capital of New York State." Alicia was thoughtful.

"Yes, the Manhattan Gang behind the Inner City Broadcasting Company has Herman McCall, who is the Comptroller of New York State." Song Ya nodded, "It's the politician they can handle the most now... It seems It's true that the more you play, the bigger it is." He pretended to be relaxed and spread his hands to Linda and Alicia.

"Tomorrow you still have to see Sony's Mr. Nobuyuki Idei." Linda reminded: "Afternoon."

"I know, it's just a little bit of hard work. Mr. Idei came to the White House dinner with the negotiating delegation. The time is probably enough for us to meet and take a group photo or something. After meeting him, I will rush to Albany immediately."

Song Ya bragged to Alicia, "I have dealt with this new Sony president a long time ago. When I went to the book to run publicity, he was only the head of the global advertising and publicity department at that time, as if eating kaiseki ? We hit it off."

As soon as he woke up the next day, DeLay happily called and said that the Louise Report and some other LA tabloids had just published a series of revelations with LL Cool J, 2PAC, Kidada Jones and Madonna, Louise reports that it's selling well.

At noon, when he was packing up and preparing to meet with Dejing, Dilai's call came again, but this time he couldn't be happier, "Uh, APLUS, the number of visits to our website skyrocketed in the morning, and the server suddenly went down just now. Under repair..."