Chapter 910 APLUS Is Nice

Mr. Carley, this project is good. Anschutz and A+ Film Studio will work out the cost of the custom film. We only need the global distribution capabilities of Columbia Pictures. "

There is nothing that requires a price. The next day, Song Ya called Yeremov and Anschutz to the Columbia Pictures headquarters before returning to Chicago, and signed a cooperation agreement with John Carley for the football stunner project .

"Is it going to be released during the qualifiers for the World Cup in China, North Korea and the Caribbean next year? Are you starring in it yourself?" John Cali asked as he flipped through the letter of intent.

"The current plan is this, Mr. Cali, we have cooperation with APLUS in many fields, football clubs, global tours, and the film industry..."

Anschutz started talking, "We like him a lot, haha, right APLUS?"

Song Ya smiled at him, and then let him talk alone.

In fact, everyone has little confidence in the box office of a football film in Beimi. Yeremov even suggested replacing the football elements with women's football that wears briefs and a tight vest and sells coolness, but Anschutz is sure. If you don't do it, they are willing to pay for the promotion of the All-Mi Football League.

And I also want to use this movie to continue to deepen my relationship with FIFA, so that I can get the right to sing the theme song of the 98 World Cup.

Anschutz's support is crucial. Of course, there is no good song Apocalypse suitable for football. This is a hidden danger. Sony Columbia Records is also a hidden danger. Because of their good relationship with South America in history, FIFA is used to cooperating with them. , over there now the South Americans are in power.

So John Carley, who now manages Sony Columbia Records, is an important target for his personal relationship. Would he really want to see Motura back? Song Ya has never met a senior manager who would honestly give up the power of the company.

"That's it?"

John Carley quickly became impatient with Anschutz's talkativeness. He is a workaholic, busy man, and it's just a document of intent, which is still too early for the project to start.

"Okay, we say goodbye."

Song Ya shook hands with him, "Thank you for your willingness to help, and thank you for being at Oscar..."

"Nothing." John Carley waved his hand, "I just fulfilled the agreement. By the way, your 21st album music video was released just in time for this wave of Oscars. Although it was given a dirty mark by the RIAA, it is expected to sell well. .Then wait for the large-scale MV of the song Earned It to ignite public opinion, and then release the delayed Earned It single and hit the charts. No problem, right? I don’t know much about the record industry..."

"completely fine.

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Coming out of the Columbia Pictures headquarters, Song Ya wanted to return to Mira's boudoir for a moment, where she stayed last night. Both of them are full of passion. After all, they have been together for such a long time, and they are still infatuated with each other when they continue their relationship. It is both familiar and fresh...

But...forget it, I've been delayed in Los Angeles for too long, and I still have a lot of business to do in Chicago.

"Mira, haven't you woken up yet? Your agent has received a new audition notice, right?"

He called Mira, "Well, as long as you don't get caught by the director making a big mistake, you should be fine to get that role. But don't tell anyone, not even the agent, just say that you were also surprised, maybe the director Luis Rocha watched the audition video and temporarily realized that you are suitable to play the heroine..."

"Well, that's all."

"I'm going back to Chicago, you've finished the audition and you should be taken to South America by the crew to adapt to the tropical rainforest soon..."

"Get some time? Yes, you are welcome to come to Chicago anytime if you have some time. I just went to my record company to sign a new artist contract..."

"It's okay, it's up to you to hide from the reporters or not, I don't care anyway."

"What gossip? About me? Okay, I'll read it right away."

Song Ya hung up the phone, "Taraji..." After shouting, she realized that Taraji had stayed in Xue Linfen's crew, and she was filming her part of the supporting role. After that, she had to prepare for the role of Blade Warrior's mother , her role will start filming first.

Now there is no assistant by my side, "Mawota, wait at the airport and buy all the entertainment tabloids you can buy."

Mira reminded himself that he was the person in the news center again, but he didn't say why. He happened to be researching on the plane.

In fact, when he was blocked by reporters before boarding the plane, he could have guessed one or two from their questions, but Song Ya did not respond immediately out of caution.

'APLUS's Malibu beach house is empty, the paparazzi are all gone. '

‘The tens of millions of mansions are vacant, and the gatekeeper said that it no longer belongs to APLUS. '

‘Jumping flights between Los Angeles and Chicago with normal people? Where did APLUS's private jet go? '

'How much money did APLUS lose for cheating in marriage? '

The thing is like this, on the night I won the Grammy and Oscar, many paparazzi went to the Malibu mansion to watch the news based on experience, and there were more people gathered yesterday, because they thought they would at least hold a grand party there to celebrate , obviously, these guys all hit the ground running.

Perhaps annoyed by the disappointed paparazzi, the janitor over there yelled to the outside, "This is no longer APLUS's home", this sentence quickly aroused the association of the paparazzi who wanted nothing to do, and they began to dig themselves Divorce property division gossip with Mariah Carey.

Soon, everyone found that their Malibu beach house was gone, and their private jets were gone. The paparazzi in New York went to Bedford Hills to ask Mariah Carey for verification, and she told them that there was nothing to do with APLUS either.

This instantly ignited public opinion, because it is easy to calculate that the Malibu villa, Bedford Hills and Gulfstream 4SP are worth more than 50 million.

The gossip media discussed, unearthed, and fabricated rumors, and fell into a little carnival, saying that he was the 300th richest man in the entire meter and went out of his home.

No matter how long the time travels, Song Ya finds that she always underestimates the power of money that is rooted in the American people's thinking. After this kind of gossip stormed, he found that his reputation in newspapers and magazines had suddenly improved, and he had jumped directly from cheating scumbag to 'how should I put it, APLUS people are not bad. ’ ‘At least he’s a responsible man...’ ‘Mariah Carey got rich after getting married and became a billionaire? ’ The sympathetic level of ‘APLUS was deceived by DIVA for money and sex’.

Especially those male editors who wrote commentary articles, they seemed to regard the money as their own, and they all sighed with emotion, "Although he made a mistake, he really lost too much", "If the tycoon Lei Shidong I am willing to pay my wife so much money and divorced early" "Young people are still too impulsive" and other words.

‘APLUS’s personal wealth has shrunk due to divorce, and the Mi Rich List has been out for a year? '

'APLUS, who can't control his lower body, repeats the mistakes of his predecessors, and has little hope of becoming the richest African-American. '

‘Can Mariah Carey manage this huge fortune? '

'The reporter of this newspaper is seeking confirmation from Netscape and other companies about the change of shareholders...'

"call!"

The plane landed in Chicago, newspapers and magazines in the terminal building were also discussing heatedly, and the exits outside the airport were also tightly guarded by journalists. What the hell is this unfolding? ! Song Ya scratched her head at Linda who came to pick up the plane, with complicated emotions, "Call Mimi, and ask her to ask Sandy Glenn to have a conference call with me."

"Okay, Ms. Sloan suggests that you go back to Highland Park first, and don't say anything to outside reporters for now."

Linda brought some bodyguards and used "no comment for the time being" to cover the boss from rushing out of the reporter's encirclement.

'What did I say? Um? ! What did I say! ? '

Big A’s rapping voice echoed in the car, ‘Don’t get married, don’t get married, APLUS is fine with everything, but M-fxxk won’t listen to my advice, I’m someone from here, okay? I will not harm my brother...'

"Shut it up, Mike."

Linda got through the phone, "Mimi?" Song Ya picked up the phone and asked.

"It's me, Sandy."

Sandy Glenn's voice came from the receiver, "She doesn't want to talk to you just yet."

"I don't know how the public opinion suddenly became like this." Song Ya explained.

"It's okay. We all know that we don't blame you. In this way, we will issue separate statements tonight and clarify the issue of property division according to the facts. This is what she meant." Sandy Glenn said.

"that's all?"

"That's it, have your lawyer contact me."

"Okay." Song Ya nodded.

"Hmm, wait..." Mariah Carey's voice could be vaguely heard over the receiver.

"Miss Carey asked me to congratulate you on her Oscar," Sandy Glenn said.

"Thank you, let her pay more attention to rest and not get emotional."

Song Ya hung up the phone, frowned and muttered to herself, "Huh? I really want to forget something..."

'The African-American rich man, singer and movie amphibious star APLUS was exposed by the media today. When he divorced his ex-wife Mariah Carey, he transferred half of his 500 million fortune to the ex-wife at one time, involving company equity, stocks, real estate, private jets, etc. Assets of 250 million knives shocked the whole meter. The division of property in this divorce has also become one of the most sensational incidents of the same kind in American history. '

In South Africa, the official news channel simultaneously broadcast a catchy news.

"Woooo, hasn't he called yet?"

No make-up, messy hair, wearing a baggy pajamas to hide her growing belly, sobbing into the TV as she pours spoonfuls of blueberry ice cream into her mouth.

"No." The fat follower took out his mobile phone and looked at it, then checked the landline, "We'll just call him."

"No! Don't fight! Let's see when he can think of me and our children! High and high..."

Charis spread her hands on the sofa, weeping miserably, and didn't care if the ice cream was spilled.

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