Chapter 176 I Hate You

At 6:15 in the afternoon, Song Ya folded her hands on her chest, with a gloomy face, and gathered in the study with her subordinates to stare at the TV.

"According to the news just released by the manager of the popular actress Milla Jovovich, she and APLUS actually broke up a few months ago. The two are still good friends and often call each other. However, this news has not been confirmed by Mira. Rajovovich personally confirmed that APLUS just attended the premiere of the film she starred in not long ago. The return to the blue coral reef failed at the box office, which put her under tremendous pressure. At this time... Wait, Mira Out!"

The reporter stopped Mira at the entrance of SBK Records. She was dressed the same as before, short-sleeved T-shirt, baseball cap, and huge Ray-Ban glasses.

"Mira, you and APLUS have already broken up, is it true?"

"Can you tell me when you broke up?"

"What do you think of the APLUS case? Do you think he's the type to do something like that?"

The reporters swarmed, and Mira's agent and bodyguards fought to stop them.

"Mila! We will always support you! Mira! Mira! Mira!" Outside the record company, a group of fans held signs and shouted slogans to support her.

When Mira got into the car, the reporters still didn't give up, "Mira, can you give me a response? You and APLUS..."

"YES! We broke up a long time ago, are you satisfied?!" Mira turned her head suddenly, her facial muscles twisted and shouted to the reporters outside the window.

The windows roll up and the car moves away from the camera.

"Okay, we got exact from Milla Jovovich..." began a female reporter with a microphone in hand.

"FXXK!" Song Ya kicked the TV, "FXXK! FXXK!" One kick after another, the picture turned into gray noise.

"Calm down! APLUS!"

Goodman yelled, "Mike!"

Old Mike stepped forward and clamped his hands from the elbows, pushing them all the way into the bedroom.

"Don't be hypocritical, BOY!" Old Mike didn't care if he was the boss or not, "Stop your possessiveness, you're not just a woman..."

"FXXK!" Song Ya also knew that he was a bit hypocritical, but he was just very angry, was it possessive? more than,

It's the desire to control. When he suffered setbacks in SBK, he once said that he wanted to control everything. When he was treated as a cash cow by Pablo and the others, his heart glowed with a very wild hunger. He has no shortage of women, but he just can't stand this.

"You have more important things to do now." Old Mike's words brought him back to reality.

"I know, I know, let me go..." Song Ya calmed down.

Old Mike let go, he straightened his clothes and walked out.

"Will Mira throw dirty water on you? For example, did you cheat first?"

Eli has already unplugged the broken TV. "Although this thing in the crotch is very normal for black rap stars, it will also attract some audiences' disgust."

"He dares." Song Ya was referring to Mira's agent, "Taraji, call Hayden and ask him to talk to William Morris about Mira's agent. Don't make any more excuses this time."

Taraji went to call.

Hamlin stepped forward and rubbed his shoulders, "Don't be like this, young man. From another perspective, you can finally let go of yourself now, enjoy your youth, learn from those rock stars, put your arms around a generous face and face the camera , will not hinder the worship of the fans."

"?"

Song Ya thought about it too, "Taraji, call Fergie again and ask her to come over!" He got the hang of it.

He turned back to the man in the room and smiled, "Where are we talking?"

"Well……"

A group of middle-aged men felt uncomfortable with the rapid change of young people's emotions, "Talking, uh..." Eli said: "By the way, Howard University, you donated money to them, right?"

"Yes, donated 100,000 knives."

"Is this enough money for the president of Howard University to stand up and endorse you?" Eli asked.

"Now? Impossible, it's definitely impossible before Frank is found." Song Ya glanced at the old Mike, and secretly prayed that the old guy wouldn't let the police find a body by then, and that would be the end of it.

"And when we find it?" Eli asked. "Can I call him on your behalf?"

"Okay, uh..."

Song Ya rubbed her eyebrows to search for memories, "New York Mayor Dingkins is an alumnus of Howard University, so you can ask for me when the time comes."

"People of this level won't speak for you, right?" Eli said.

"Not necessarily." Song Ya said: "Dingkins' next election is very unstable. He needs black votes very much. Anyway, you just work hard in that direction. It's okay to try. Aren't you an expert in the election? You know those politicians better than I do."

"Okay, I understand...and then Warren Brothers Synthesizers, what's the hidden danger you're talking about?" Eli went on to the next question.

"A white man named Wise, who was the deputy manager of the Warren Brothers Synthesizer Company at the time, was the head of the union. If the history of my A+ pedal company was put on the table, this Wise might come out and do something bad. He especially hate me……"

"And then there's Old Joe..."

The meeting was very late, at nine o'clock, Song Ya saw Fergie in the living room.

She kept looking out the window like a thief, "When I came in, reporters saw me, would they write scribbles?"

"Fuck the reporters, I'm not afraid of them now, I'm invincible." Song Ya scolded.

"Then I won't send them there?" Aunt Susie who passed by stopped when she heard this. She was still holding a plate with some snacks on it. The maid followed her, Carrying a few large bottles of Coke and some disposable paper cups.

This was Eli's idea, and the reporters outside were also working for the job, and the star's small heart-warming gesture might bring them some unexpected rewards.

"Uh, don't, don't go out, just let Dali and the maid take you there."

Song Ya confessed a few words, then looked back at Fergie, the girl didn't have any make-up in order to keep a low profile, and the collar was still held up, that was to make it easier for her face to be retracted to block her sight, "Aunt Susie, please help her put on make-up."

"Now? It's already nine o'clock." Fergie was puzzled.

"Be obedient." Song Ya pinched her baby-fat face, "Come to me after putting on makeup."

At eleven o'clock, the two got into Old Mike's car and drove to a French restaurant in the city.

Old Mike parked the car, got out of the car and observed first, "There are a lot of paparazzi."

"Just right." Song Ya put one arm around Fergie's shoulder, "What are you doing? Still sitting? Come out?"

Fergie's eyes sparkled with excitement, "Really? Are you sure? In front of the paparazzi's camera?"

"Yeah, I told you I'm invincible now."

Song Ya pulled her out. Fergie was very short. Song Ya's arm hooked her shoulders, and her hands were hanging on her chest. "Don't shrink your neck, aren't you a child star? You can't face the camera in a big way?"

"APLUS! Is your new girlfriend Fergie? How long has she been with you?"

The reporters quickly recognized the heroine of the 'Trumpet' MV, "Is it because she broke up with Mira? Were you two together before or after the breakup?"

The paparazzi frantically pressed the shutter as if they had found a treasure.

"Say hello to them, don't tremble!" Song Ya ordered in a low voice with her head bowed.

Fergie smiled and raised her arms to wave to the camera.

"Not this kind of greeting, in a hip-hop way."

Fergie's palms were facing inward, with four fingers tucked away, leaving only one middle finger.

feeling used

but I'm still missing you

and I can't

see the end of this

just wanna feel your kiss

against my lips

and now all this time

is passing by

but I still can't seem to tell you why

it hurts me every time I see you

realize how much I need you

The paparazzi were very efficient. When the dishes started to be served, Mira called.

"I hate you!" she was crying.

i hate you i love you

i hate that i love you

don't want to, but i can't put

nobody else above you

i hate you i love you

i hate that i love you

you want her, you need her

and I'll never be her