Chapter 931: Billionaire's Combined Punch

"Boss, we're leaving for the set."

The next day, Song Ya woke up at Amy's residence, drowsily picked up the mobile phone from the bedside table, and Taraji's voice rang through the receiver.

"So early?" He glanced at the time, it was only a quarter past five in the morning.

"Today is the biggest day of nightclub action," Taraji replied.

"All right."

Nightclub fighting is the highlight of Blade Warrior's opening to catch the audience's attention. Hard bridges and hard horses have the most multiplayer fighting plots, and the pressure of special effects is also the greatest, otherwise I would not have been arrested and rushed to work.

Amy was still sleeping on the bed. She was wearing the heroine costume presented by the crew of the modern drama of Romeo and Juliet, a beautiful white gauze dress, and two white and lovely angel wings on the back.

Although in the kitchen of Ovitz's house last night, after the old Larry, Stan Brackey and Ridley Scott made their statements on the show, the other three people present, the owner Ovitz, Oprah and Jay Laldin Layburn's collective silence made him feel good, but it was annoying to be made a fool of himself by a third-rate liar.

In view of the fact that he was indeed a pure victim this time, Song Ya was even more upset when he thought of the crisis public relations expenses that had been burned for nothing, so he inevitably became a little rough.

Kissing Amy on the cheek, he tiptoed out of the bedroom.

Amy’s home in Hollywood was probably bought during the period when she starred in two dramas and multiple commercials after she starred in My Life. The cat and mouse game and the heroine of the modern chapter of Romeo and Juliet are considered price-cutting competitions. The pay is not high.

The location of this house is very good, the size is a bit cramped, it is probably suitable for a single female star who is a class lower than her, but she bought a big house for her mother in a satellite town on the outskirts of Los Angeles, and paid for the six brothers and sisters. The smaller of those two tuition fees.

Her family is completely the opposite of Mira, affectionate, low-key, helping each other regardless of poverty or wealth, and never intentionally causing trouble for each other. In fact, Fergie's sister, Dana, is not bad, but Fergie...

After the gossip about resuming contact with Mira in Chicago gradually spread, Fergie did not cry, make noise or contact this time, and responded with an affair with a young male model.

She gave up on herself.

Song Ya yawned and knocked on the door of the guest room where Old Mike slept, and then planned to wash up, "Huh?"

Suddenly found Amy's CD rack with a gift-wrapped CD case. When I got it in my hand, it turned out to be the American version of Shakira's last album.

The Latin girl on the cover has golden instant noodle hair, and the makeup is also the style that Americans like. At first glance, she looks exactly like Mariah Carey when she first debuted...

Not surprisingly, big companies like Sony Columbia Records always have a stubborn inertia when packaging newcomers. In fact, if you look at the poster style of the senior singer Gloria when she was young, Mariah Carey also imitated her.

'To my friend Amy Adams. '

There was also Shakira's personal message on the gift package. Unexpectedly, the relationship between the two girls is still very good.

Her Latin album was a hit in South America, but it didn't make any waves in the United States, and there was almost no announcement. If she hadn't seen the real thing, Song Ya wouldn't even know it had been released.

"Long time no contact." He recalled the past.

"Don't you brush your teeth?" After dawdling for a while, Old Mike was already fully dressed.

"Forget it, let's go to the set first, just sleep in the car."

"All right."

Arriving at the set early in the morning, Ms. Sloan and Taraji were already waiting in their dressing room. "As planned?" Ms. Sloan asked.

"certainly."

At 6:30 in the morning, Ms. Sloan drove away alone, and Song Ya stood in front of the vampire ensemble performers. Everyone was dressed in casual clothes. This was the rehearsal stage before the official shooting.

The action director who had just finished talking about the play retreated, and he pretended to pull out the prop samurai sword from behind, and the tip of the knife drew half a circle on the ground, and then the group of performers rushed up and surrounded him with howls.

"I'll see, Mr. Geffen..."

At this time, the deputy editor-in-chief Simon & Schuster was still sitting on the bed, just put down the landline microphone and let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong?" asked his male friend.

"It's nothing, you go on sleeping."

He put on pink silk pajamas, got up, went to the living room to think alone for a while, and called the editor-in-chief, "I just got a lot of pressure from the fraternity, and the young billionaire started to throw his fist..."

"I also got a call from the big guys on Wall Street, last night, leave them alone."

The editor-in-chief said: "We have no responsibility, as long as Kunes can use his ingenuity to get Johnny Carson, if he has... His time is running out, today or tomorrow. Come to the company as soon as possible, and we will It will be very busy."

"Has Kunes come yet?" The deputy editor arrived at the headquarters at 7:30 in the morning, and waited with the senior management in the conference room until 9 o'clock, but he still hadn't seen Kunes.

The editor-in-chief looked impatiently at the assistant, who answered with a microphone held around his neck: "Kunes said that two police officers came to the door, and he can't get out for the time being."

"It would be better if his lawyer directly rejected the Bamberke police's inquiry, he has this power." The deputy editor said.

"It's not the Bamberke Police, it's here, the Los Angeles Police," the assistant replied.

Several executives exchanged glances, "Go out for a while." The editor-in-chief sent them away, took out the address book, and dialed a number, "Prosecutor Garcetti, it's me..."

"We received a report yesterday from A+ Film Studios... Kunes breached NDA, yes, need to know something..."

Los Angeles District Attorney Gil Garcetti glanced at the black man sitting across from him. His former colleague and now full-time lawyer Cochran turned the swivel seat half a circle, turned his back to him and continued, "I also I will take someone to visit you. Yes, I need the information that Kunes provided to you, um, forensics. Of course I know I don’t have the right to check all of them, but everything related to the content of the cat and mouse game script must be prepared. By the way , I noticed that you also did a handwriting test on Johnny Carson's signature?"

"Yes, we are also waiting for the results." The editor-in-chief replied.

"Haha, don't be perfunctory, I'm here, not Bamberke, I know you usually invite the best experts in the industry to do this kind of thing."

Gil Garcetti laughed, "Is Kunes a liar? You already know that, right?"

"I won't lie to you, what about the identification results of the Bamberke police? Has it come out yet?" the editor-in-chief asked.

"No, the efficiency of law enforcement agencies is not as good as yours. That's it? See you later."

"Wait, wait."

The editor stopped the other party from hanging up the phone, "If I remember correctly, the Bamberke police only received a report from Johnny Carson accusing Kunes of forging his signature, right? They have no right to arrest Kunes before the handwriting identification results come out. But what about you guys? How would you treat Kunes if A+ Films was accused of violating the non-disclosure agreement for the script?"

"If your documents match the facts of the crime, we will arrest Kunes according to standard procedures and prepare evidence for prosecution immediately," Gilgarcetti said.

"It's just a violation of the confidentiality agreement." The editor-in-chief understands the law, "There is no fraud involved before the handwriting identification results come out."

"According to the contract that Kunes signed before entering the cat and mouse game editing team, he cannot take any original script information out of the crew. It does not involve fraud, but it involves theft." Jill Garcetti replied.

"I understand." The editor-in-chief hung up the phone in frustration, and went out to call the legal counsel.

"I'm sorry, I said a little more, we are all friends." Gil Garcetti turned her body back and smiled at Cochrane: "Those big companies are a headache."

"Understandable, after all, I have worked here for many years."

Cochran naturally lit a cigarette, "Maybe you will encounter other pressures."

"Oh? You mean?"

"Not yet?"

"Not yet, um... let me guess, does it have something to do with the Paramount-Disney rivalry?" Gilgarhy asked.

"I don't know, it should be a bit, maybe more complicated." Cochrane said: "I learned some background information before I came here. It seems that Disney is currently divided into two factions?"

"I didn't care about these..."

Cochran spread his hands, "Come on, tell me more, Jill, for the sake of my client's support for you."

"Ovitz and Eisner, I don't know much about it. In fact, their current main conflict is the ABC TV network. You know, Disney has made a lot of money in movies, animation peripherals, and park business in recent years, but eating ABC/ Metropolis suffered from indigestion afterward, and may instead experience huge losses this year."

Jill Garcetti is too lazy to tell lies in front of real people: "Ovitz supports ABC President Geraldine Layburn to follow up FOX and MSNBC's 24-hour news station plan, so Eisner objects, after all, according to The investment of FOX and MSNBC, it is too risky for Disney to spend hundreds of millions of funds to invest in competition, besides, there is such a successful industry leader CUU.”

"I see, Ovitz and his regular clients and Geraldine Layburn's ABC Department, maybe with Oprah, against Eisner's film and animation empire?"

Cochrane nodded, "What about Roy Disney? Doesn't his attitude affect the balance of the situation very much now? Since he is an old friend of Johnny Carson...my client is worried about this."

"I really don't know that."

"Well, thank you for today anyway." Cochran put out his cigarette butt, picked up his briefcase and left.

"Say hello to your client for me."

"I will."

Cochrane went to the parking lot and got on a black Mercedes, and shared the new information with Sloan and Yeremov who were waiting in the car. It was around ten o'clock. He received a call and pushed the car door again, "The Los Angeles police have brought Kunes back, let's go see him."

"I'm not going. APLUS and I must find a way to see Roy Disney as soon as possible." Ms. Sloan didn't get out of the car.

"That's best."

Cochrane and Yeremov met Kunes and his lawyer outside the interrogation room of the police station upstairs. Kunes looked frustrated. "Just keep silent, and I will get you bail right away," the lawyer said. comfort him.

"You stole from us! You thief!" Yeremov pressed Kunes, who was entering the interrogation room.

"Don't respond, officer, someone is harassing my client."

The lawyer pushed Kunes in, made a complaint and smiled at Yeremov: "If I guess right, you are also violating the confidentiality agreement, and now you have also become the enemy of Disney's legal department, and my client Same."

"Mr. APLUS doesn't care about this little money, he just wants you to go to jail! Kunes!" Yeremov shouted into the interrogation room, and was pushed away by the police.

"Interesting, I know you, Cochran who works for MJ and Simpson, right?"

The opposing lawyer certainly recognized the famous Cochrane, "Perhaps APLUS made a wrong move by asking you to represent him. When I go out, I will tell the reporter that a certain hip-hop star and Oscar-Grammy double winner is now guilty of guilt. The Simpson murderer."

"The guy you represent is not worth it. I believe you know all the facts about this matter. Think about it in your heart. Is it worth betting your career on a third-rate liar?"

Cochrane would not be at a disadvantage in arguing with an unknown little lawyer. He sneered and patted the other party's arm, "Mr. APLUS is very generous, Kunes still has a way out, don't be impulsive."

At 11:30, Kunes walked out of the interrogation room without saying a word, and was taken into custody by the police, "Be prepared to stay here for 24 hours, hold on." When he came out, the lawyer handed him a glass of Coffee and a hamburger, "Apply if you want to call." Then stuff a bunch of coins into his pocket.

"But even if I'm convicted of stealing, it's only a misdemeanor." Kunes, who aspires to be a legendary liar, also knows the law.

"Now the billionaire has shot, Kunes." The lawyer said helplessly.

"Fxxk!"

Kunes cursed, and was taken by the police to an iron cage where dozens of people were locked up. How could he be a cultural person before, and he even won an Oscar, but when he saw those ferocious criminals, he froze. I looked down and found an empty seat honestly. Just as one hand was handcuffed to the iron cage by the police, the hamburger next to it was walked away.

Don't dare to let out the atmosphere, and honestly carry the hunger.

Suddenly, he saw outside the iron cage, the guy who was covered in tattoos and followed him was also handcuffed to the side of the long bench against the wall, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Police! Police!"

He collapsed in an instant, frantically slapped the iron cage and shouted, "Someone is going to kill me! There are killers here who are going to kill me! I must see a lawyer! I want to call! I want to get out!"

"Quiet, criminal!"

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