Chapter 88

As he told Delay, the first priority of A+ Records is to produce Remember The Name. In early February, Delay got the new synthesized sound and produced a more complete accompaniment version.

Over the weekend, A+ Records also welcomed a distinguished guest, David Falk, the manager of Jordan and many NBA players.

It was he who took the initiative to contact Hayden. Goodman's shrewd words during the contract discussion made Donovan very angry. After returning to Los Angeles, he gave the top player's agent a little warning and told him not to stretch his hands so much. long'.

The dazed David Falk offended William Morris for some unknown reason, and after several inquiries through the relationship, he found out the perpetrator.

"Hahaha……"

After explaining the misunderstanding, the little Jew didn't care much, "If my reputation can make Donovan take the initiative to lower the price, it will be worth spending so many years in this industry."

"We admire you very much, and we also admire Jordan. He is the pride of Chicago." Song Ya complimented.

"Indeed, the Bulls have a good chance this year."

Speaking of Jordan, David Falk is very proud, "In fact, his annual salary is not worth your annual income."

Jordan's annual salary of 2.5 million this season is indeed not as high as Song Ya's annual salary, if the royalties that SBK is about to settle are included.

"But his commercial value is far higher than mine."

Jordan has signed with Nike, and this year it was rumored that he is negotiating with Coca-Cola and Gatorade. The advertising revenue has completely crushed Song Ya. Now, except for some small brands that are not on the table, no big company asks Hayden for the price at all. .

"You're still young."

David Falk patted Song Ya on the shoulder.

Song Yala then sang for him with Al and DeLay singing Remember The Name with lyrics that pay homage to Jordan.

"emmmmm..."

David Falk would not be so joking when it comes to business. He put his hand on his chin and pondered for a while, "Can you remove the few lines of FXXK in the lyrics?"

"It has been reduced to the minimum David, you know, my rap lyrics have always been very clean, Remember The Name is also an inspirational song with positive energy, those few lines of FXXK are just tone words."

Song Ya is not going to cut out the swear words in this song. Without those few FXXK lines, this song will lose a lot of flavor. Moreover, if the rap lyrics are too clean, they will be scolded by black DJs, and they will not be able to please young white people. Middle-aged and elderly white people will not listen to rap music at all, and it is useless to please them.

"And the phrase He's a prick, He's a cock?" David Falk is not someone who will be fooled casually.

"That's just self-irony..."

David Falk shook his head slightly, "Sorry, Jordan's image is everything to me."

"All right."

Unsurprisingly, Song Ya stretched out her hand, "I understand you David."

"There will be opportunities to cooperate again in the future."

"There will be."

Saying goodbye to each other in a friendly atmosphere, Song Ya returned to the recording studio and shrugged at Dilai and Al, "Alright, don't be half-hearted, just record our own version."

"Yeah." DeLay and Al high-five each other, which is exactly what they want.

It was recorded until 7:30 in the evening, and Big A came over.

"Damn, I forgot that today is Little Lowry's farewell party." Song Ya returned to the recording studio and cursed.

Lowry Jr. sold his lake house in Chicago and booked a strip club he used to go to today to say goodbye to his friends in Chicago.

Naturally, Al wouldn't go, Song Ya and Dilai put on their coats and went out, drove one after the other with Big A, and rushed over there.

"What kind of bullshit farewell meeting, it's nothing more than finding an excuse to party all night, and then hold some wine for me later.

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Parking the car in the parking lot outside the bar, Song Ya really didn't want to go in. The first time she got drunk after crossing was at this strip bar.

"Don't count on me, as a white man, I'll save a lot of trouble when I get drunk and go to bed later."

DeLay has a coping strategy in place.

The two got out of the car with wry smiles, joined Big A and walked to the door, only to find a large group of people surrounded by police lights flickering outside.

"Hey hey, get out of the way, the big A is here! And AAAAAAPLUS!"

Big A led the younger brother to push through the crowd socially, "What's going on here today..." He saw Tony being handcuffed and led out of the door by two black police officers.

"WTH! Tony..." He was wary not to call out Tony's full name, "What's going on!?" he asked Tony loudly.

"Where's my brother?" Tony called.

"I'm here!" When Song Ya, who was a little behind, saw Tony, he had been taken to the police car by the police.

"I'm fine, Pablo has hired a lawyer, don't worry about me!"

The two police officers wanted to push him into the car, but he stuck his neck out and yelled at Song Ya.

Song Ya looked at him coldly.

"Don't blame me, I wasn't the first to do it." After he said this, he was finally pushed into the car by the police, the siren sounded, and he drove away all the way.

"Who knows what's going on?" Big A asked the crowd.

"It seems that Little Lowry got into a fight with someone." Someone replied.

"Little Lowry, and 'Muffler', were taken away in the car ahead."

"There seems to be something else."

"I don't know, after a while, they took Tony away again."

"APLUS! Is Tony really your brother?"

"He doesn't look like him, he's much whiter than Tony..."

"Little Lowry's agent is still inside, go ask him."

The crowd chattered.

"FXXK!" Song Ya rushed into the bar.

"Hey! Hey! APLUS! Calm down!" Big A pulled him from behind.

The bar was in a mess, and many strippers were wearing coats, and they were queuing up to take notes with the female police officers.

Song Ya walked into the innermost part where Tony took him last time.

AK was chatting with a white man who looked like a bar owner, while Pablo was talking on his cell phone with his back turned to the outside.

"Pablo! What's the matter!?" Song Ya rushed over and shouted at Pablo.

AK stopped him.

"Wait a minute." Pablo covered the bottom of the phone and turned around, "It's okay, a small conflict, Tony may be in trouble, I will solve it."

Song Ya became even more angry, "FXXK! What did I tell you last time!? Don't let Tony get into trouble!"

"It's no use arguing with me now, I'm dealing with it, OK?" Pablo pointed to the phone, then gave AK a wink, turned around and continued to make calls.

AK pushed, big A and Dilela, and the three took Song Ya to a booth and sat down.

"You should be released on bail tomorrow morning, and then let Tony talk to you." AK persuaded.

"AK, who did it first?" Song Ya stared at him.

"Little Lowry." AK glanced at the police officer who was taking notes, and said in a low voice, "Tony is really not impulsive today. He told us about your warning to him. It's not his fault this time."

"It wasn't his fault how was it taken away? And Pablo said he would be in trouble."

"It's a bit complicated. The kid who was beaten was also one of his own. It was just a simple conflict after drinking. He didn't call the police. I don't know what good thing called the police..."

AK didn't answer directly, but asked Song Ya to ask Tony tomorrow, "You go back first, you are also a public figure now, it's not good to be photographed by tabloid reporters here, Pablo has hired the best lawyer, It'll be fine."

"Take care of little Lori." Song Ya dropped a warning, and left with Big A and the others. When he reached the door, he touched Big A with his arm, "Go and find out the real situation for me."

"Received." Big A discussed with the two younger brothers, and then they separated and blended into the crowd outside.

Song Ya sat back in the car and waited. After half an hour, he got the exact news.

"First there was a fight, and then the police came. They found a gun under the sofa where Little Lowry and the others were sitting, and then Tony recognized it as his own. That's all." Big A said.

"Such a 'little' thing!?"

Song Ya felt that he was about to be pissed off. Tony recognized the gun as his own. In Chicago, where guns are banned, yes, yes, Chicago has banned guns since the 1980s. It is impossible for Tony to have a gun license It is no small crime to bear.

"Calm down! APLUS..."

Big A is still persuading him, "Tony is Little Lowry's follower, and this is what he should do. He told me last time that they decided to draw lots to take the scapegoat for Little Lowry in turn... Tony got the first place." one."

"What else!?" Song Ya really couldn't understand this kind of slave culture.

"Otherwise? They eat little Lowry's and drink little Lowry's..."

Big A pointed to DeLay, "Maybe you should also ask DeLay and Al to draw a lottery first, so as to be prepared."

"BULLSHXT! I don't play that game!" Song Ya scolded.