Chapter 994 Ten Million

Seattle, brother Tony just woke up.

"Shxt!"

Another hangover, headache! He looked around, oh, it turned out to be a big VIP bag from a dance bar, the place was dark red, it didn't know the day and night, and the muffler was standing beside him, sleeping like a dead pig.

"what time is it?"

He got up and kicked the muffler, but there was no response. He found the mobile phone from the messy tea table full of wine bottles and glasses, and the battery was dead.

"Is anyone there?" He stretched his waist and called my younger brother.

"Boss."

The two attendants appeared at the door of Dabao, also looking sluggish and yawning profusely.

"Where's Brenda?" he asked.

"Leaving early, she said it was boring hehe." The follower smirked: "You really have Tony, bring the actress to this kind of place."

"What's the matter? Oh, it's nothing, just treat her like a man, she has a very good personality." Tony waved his hand indifferently.

"Yeah, she paid for the drink before she left," said the footman.

"Look, I said so."

The wine bill was paid, the performance money... Tony found his LV travel bag from the ring deck, the bag was opened wide, and it was empty except for a few one-dollar bills, which means he had already paid for it, and the bag was full when he came. Well, it's all bundles of knives, a small number of higher denominations, he and the silencer and the two attendants sprinkled non-stop during the girls' performances, which is the fashion now, the green bills rain on the side of the curvy and exaggerated black girl Flying all over the sky, he felt refreshed.

There are still some scattered on the ground, "Then back to the hotel."

Too lazy to pick, threw the empty bag to the attendant, "Wake up the silencer and we'll leave."

Out of the box, it turned out that it was almost noon, and sat down at the bar in the empty lobby. The bartender had already left work, and the tall black boss cleaned up the bar in front of the steel pipe himself, "Yo, have a glass of soda, I'm so thirsty." He called Snap your fingers.

"M-fxxk We don't usually have customers after we close, Tony."

said the bar owner. To be able to open this kind of store is naturally a guy with a lot of energy in the nearby neighborhood. He speaks very underworldly, takes out a cup, adds ice cubes and soda water, and then starts to squeeze lemon juice skillfully, "Brenda sang very perfunctorily last night, Customers are not happy."

"Hey, in Seattle, I'm only here for you."

Tony grabbed the water glass that slid over from the bar, and signaled to the old and dilapidated bar interior, "If it weren't for the sake of everyone's familiarity, you wouldn't even think about inviting Brenda."

"So you're Brenda's agent now?" the boss asked.

"No, just introduce business between friends. She often visits me when she comes to the West Coast, San Francisco, Los Angeles, here..."

Tony brags.

"When will you bring APLUS here?" the boss asked, "I will prepare the best entertainment for him."

"ha!"

Tony laughed, "He sings a song, and now it is estimated that..."

"Uh, I can't afford to pay him to appear." The boss quickly interrupted, "just for fun, parties... and then take a picture or something, so I can put it on the wall. Tony, he won't give it to you face?"

"Of course, he's my brother!"

Tony patted his chest, "In a word, I will look for opportunities when he comes to Seattle."

"OK, then I'll wait for your news..."

The two were chatting when a bar security guard on shift came in from the door, "Hey, Tony, why are you still here? Are you not afraid?"

"Afraid?"

Tony was upset, "Fxxkyou, what do I need to be afraid of?"

It happened that the two followers and the silencer came to meet up, and when they heard Tony swearing, they immediately surrounded the security guard.

"What's wrong with you here?!" The boss nodded his forehead and ordered his ignorant subordinates, "Apologize to our distinguished guests."

"I'm doing it for his own good."

The young black security guard unhappily took out the radio from his pocket and took off the headphone cable, "Listen, Tony, everyone is saying today that your brother sent gunmen to kill 2PAC."

"Boring, the suspects who killed 2PAC can line up from here to the entrance of the bar..."

Tony has always been thick and thin,

He denied it with his mouth, but he was actually listening.

A black voice came from the radio, "Maybe it's not the East Coast, maybe it's not Suknight, why did Sukknight take action against the most popular star under his banner? Huh? He is related to 2PAC and sticks together every day. I For a while, I suspected that they were gay! The white guy on CBS had the right idea yesterday, maybe it was APLUS. That dead GD shooter, called Sinaloa? He used to dare to be in the blood gang in Compton Openly shooting down the radio station, think about it, what else can't be done by a Chicagoan?"

"APLUS is unnecessary. He is almost out of the rap circle. He writes rock and roll for David Bowie. I heard that he will release a new symphony in December. Symphony, brother...he is still so rich."

A well-known black DJ on a music station in Seattle retorted, "If I were him, I wouldn't do it. 2PAC dissed him, but then the sentence in the official version of the lyrics disappeared. 2PAC's character... can do this already. It’s rare that the conflict between them is not that big.”

"Who knows, isn't there a saying in detective novels? The most unlikely thing you think is often the real culprit. APLUS has almost never officially played Beef with other singers since his debut, so 2PAC scolded him, especially He and Mariah Carey's child was just born, 2PAC's lyrics happened to have a line "to keep your children from growing up"... So he became murderous. Killing may be like eating and drinking to him, and a reason is enough I heard that Sinaloa, who helped him kill so many people, was silenced because he wanted to betray him to the FBI."

This radio guest dared to say: "If I had hundreds of millions of net worth, I would dare to do it. Of course I don't..."

"Haha, then you don't have a guard on your lips?" The host laughed.

"I, uh, I just... say whatever comes to mind."

"Okay, okay, the commercial time is up, don't go away, come back right away!"

"Shxt! Nonsense!" Tony cursed and turned off the radio, "Just say that Alex is responsible for all the murders in the United States."

"Tony, the Seattle Bloods sometimes come to my place at night."

The boss kindly reminded, "Many young people there vowed to avenge 2PAC."

"That's why I said I was doing it for your own good, Tony, you GD can't beat the Blood Gang now, let alone this is the West Coast." The security guard laughed: "It's not a few years ago."

"You know GD so well? Huh? If you like to talk, why don't you talk more!"

Tony pushed the winking young man staggeringly, "Fxxk! I'm not afraid of blood gangs, I'll come tonight!"

He grabbed the servant who was about to throw a fist, "I don't want to beat you here, boy! Muffler, let's go!"

He went out and sent his servant to Brenda to say hello and help. He and the silencer drove directly to the airport, bought a few tabloids at random, and boarded the flight to New York.

"Alex! It's all over the West Coast now!"

He yelled loudly and rushed into Song Ya's house in Tribeca, "Many people said that you did the 2PAC incident!"

"Be quiet!"

Song Ya winked at him dissatisfied, "M-fxxk little Lei Jia finally fell asleep." He was holding his son carefully, coaxing him while circling in the study, "Also, keep your phone on hand at all times. Unimpeded, this is very important, especially in this situation. I warned you earlier..."

"Mine. I heard that some members of the Blood Gang..."

Tony admitted his mistake, lowered his voice, and only found out halfway through the speech that there was a half-race beauty in fashionable clothes beside him. He was really convinced by this playboy brother, and now he is still free...

"Don't take Alex seriously, young gangsters are easily incited to do stupid things." He didn't understand Song Ya's wink, and continued to persuade.

"I didn't take it seriously, did I? Rashida?" Song Ya had to deliberately identify the woman.

"Rashida? Rashida Jones?"

Only then did Tony realize that the half-breed girl was the daughter of Quincy Jones and the sister of 2PAC girlfriend Kidada Jones.

"Hello, Tony."

Rashida Jones smiled generously and shook Tony's hand.

"Go out, go out, you go out first." Song Ya chased people away.

"Well, anyway, I and the silencer are here, I think you need someone by your side at this time." Tony scratched his head and walked out.

It's not bad, it's reliable at critical moments, "I know, the guest room is reserved for you two. It's a small room. Please feel sorry for it and squeeze it. There are a lot of people staying here today."

"Yeah, much smaller than Bedford Hills." Tony muttered, closing the door from the outside.

Song Ya rolled her eyes.

"Bedford Hills, your ex-wife's decoration taste is really... hard to describe." Rashida Jones has also been there.

"hehe."

Song Ya didn't want to talk about these topics with her. The two had a bad conversation before, "2PAC's mother doesn't want to speak for me for the time being, so your sister is willing? What does she know? It's better to have stronger evidence."

"She won't, but my dad will convince her."

Rashida Jones came with an offer from Quincy Jones, "It's up to you whether you want it or not."

"What's the condition of the old thing?"

"Hey! Don't call him that if you want to help!" Rashida Jones protested.

"..."

Of course I want to help. If 2PAC’s real girlfriend is willing to help me clarify, it can really calm down the doubts of 2PAC fans at this moment. Although Kidada Jones himself has a super big mouth, “Okay, I apologize, Mr. Jones, Is it okay?" So he said softly that he didn't want money.

"snort!"

Rashida Jones became arrogant, "He wants to let go of the past and cooperate with you. It's probably similar to the new relationship between BoyzIIman and BABYFACE. How about it?"

BoyzIIman's new record deal just came out today. The four of them formed a Philadelphia Stony Brook Records label. The release date is likely to be signed to Epic Records, which is a subsidiary of Sony Columbia Records. At the same time, Philadelphia Stony Brook Records will make LAFACE Records holds about 20% of the shares in order to maintain the long-term cooperative relationship with the two gold medal producers of LAFACE Records, BABYFACE and L.A.Reid.

"Is that old thing dreaming?"

Song Ya was surprised that the opponent's lion opened his mouth, and the honorific title he had just changed disappeared again, "He doesn't really want to get 20% of the A+ record for nothing, does he? I don't rely on others to write songs."

"It's not that he doesn't pay, he has money."

Rashida Jones replied triumphantly: "It's not JIVE Records, but the name of his Q Records under Warner, and at the same time, it will introduce you into the Warner family. Trust us, the media energy of Time Warner Group is what you need most now."

"How much do you pay?"

"Q Records 10 million 20%, Warner Records 30 million and the remaining 30%, and the release agreement of A+ Records." Rashida Jones replied, the father and daughter had a very good plan , "He said that you will have an impression of this number. You almost cooperated before."

"hehe."

Not to mention that I earned more than 50 million for myself last year, and the valuation of A+ records with higher total revenue is unlikely to be 100 million. Even if the record industry is getting worse and worse, it is too low. Why does Quincy Jones take advantage of the fire? ? Ten million was the asking price for the old man who wanted to sign a five-year contract with me when I first debuted. After a few years, my greedy nature has not changed at all, and I am ashamed to send my daughter to bring up the old story...

Song Ya sneered, "Sorry, this condition is too harsh, I never accept blackmail."

"But we will help you a lot, aren't you in trouble now?" Rashida Jones sneered.

"I don't think it's a big deal to be suspected of murder. I've been immune to it for a long time, and it's the same this time. It will be fine after a while, and I didn't do it anyway. Unless...you heard something else."

Song Ya's routine.

"I don't know that."

Rashida Jones deliberately grabbed the doorknob, gesturing to leave, "Make a decision as soon as possible, I have to go back to Harvard for class tomorrow."

"So you can't get along with VIBE magazine and have to go to Harvard?"

Song Ya interrupted. After 2PAC was killed, Quincy Jones was terrified, and sent his son, who was signed on Death Row Records, to Europe. 2PAC’s girlfriend, the eldest daughter, Kidada Jones, was arrested and brought back to Chicago. She was strictly forbidden to meet reporters, and now the youngest daughter is also not allowed. I got mixed up in the media circle, and stuffed it directly into the university campus.

"I have to? You from the University of Chicago..." Rashida Jones was furious.

"Go back and tell your father, I don't accept threats."

Why do you really take yourself seriously? It's like eating a fly... No, it's as disgusting as a fly. Song Ya walked up to her with little Rega in her arms, and said coldly: "I don't eat his tricks anymore when I was fifteen, and always I can take care of all troubles and enemies that stand in my way."

"Arrogance! Narcissism!" Rashida Jones tried hard to raise her head to confront, but she looked away within three seconds.

"Hmph..."

Why is your face red? Song Ya simply moved closer, the tips of their noses were almost touching, uh...

No, although she is very beautiful and has inherited more of her white mother's appearance, with an oval face and a pointed chin, she looks a bit like a vixen, but...

I can vaguely see the old face of Quincy Jones, which is really not good. When I think of turning over at night, I suddenly see the figure of Quincy Jones next to my pillow... I can't get past the psychological test.

Thinking quickly leaped forward to this point, he lost interest, stopped flirting, straightened up and turned around, and continued to coax his precious son.

"My sister can really help you, APLUS." She said slowly behind her back.

"After so many years, your father still doesn't understand me." Song Ya ignored this.

"You take care of yourself," she murmured, opening the door and leaving.

Rashida felt completely different. When she returned to her high-rise apartment on the Upper West Side, the handsome face she had just been close at hand was still lingering in her mind, the stubborn and strong masculinity, and the patience and tenderness when coaxing the children ...

"In the end, it's just a scum Nger, don't be so useless Rashida."

She held her still hot face to encourage herself, but in her mind, she couldn't help but imagine that the street photo with him holding hands would make the headlines of all newspapers and magazines...

"Damn it!"

She found that she forgot to turn off the TV when she went out, and she didn't know whether she was scolding her for forgetfulness or nonsense, she walked over and was about to get the remote control, when she suddenly found that news related to him was playing on the TV, so she stopped and watched for a while.

"oh……"

The more she looked, the more blurred her eyes became, and finally she leaned weakly against the wall.

At this time, on the Upper East Side, Motura had just sent Anthony Pelicano out of the house, and when he came back, he kept calling and begging for relationships, and for the hero of the CBS documentary, Bigg sent Luo Zhang to get major awards in news and documentaries next year. nomination.

"Um?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar face appearing on the TV screen. Cochran, the top black lawyer, seemed to be being interviewed by a reporter, so he turned off the mute that he had just set up for talking on the phone.

"Yes, I have just accepted an official commission from APLUS to take CBS Music to the dock for an inappropriate and completely untrue documentary."

Cochran speaks eloquently to the camera.

"We know that you are often responsible for major cases of African-American stars, such as OJ Simpson. Does this also mean that APLUS thinks that the murder of 2PAC is a big problem for him? That documentary just raised a possibility... "

A reporter asked very badly.

"A lot of small and medium-sized media have gone too far!" Some reporters shouted from behind.

"But CBS shouldn't, shouldn't we have higher moral requirements for it?" Cochran replied.

"Ethics? You know it's hard to win a lawsuit like this?" shouted another reporter. "Based on the First Amendment..."

"APLUS believes that as one of the most influential and financially wealthy African-Americans, he has the obligation to stand up and stop the long-term cold violence and persecution of minorities in various programs of large TV networks, full of vicious speculation and metaphors..."

Cochran said righteously, "I hope I can help him and all the people get a good case this time."

"Precedent? How long do you want to fight the lawsuit without reconciliation?" The reporter asked keenly.

"There is no option for reconciliation for the time being, and the fight will continue until we get the fair result we want." Cochran replied.

"Ha! How much money did you charge APLUS this time? What about the Simpson case and the MJ case? It is said that you took tens of millions of dollars in legal fees from MJ alone!" A reporter shouted.

"Sorry, I have nothing to say about other attorneys' cases. But this time, APLUS and I are willing to disclose it. Ten million, the agency fee he paid to my law firm is ten million."

Cochran looked directly into the camera. "One year."

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