Chapter 188 Love Is Humble

Counting from the beginning of August when the crew of Jedi Twins sounded the clarion call to smear and attack Mira, and then the flames of war were quickly drawn on him, the media’s high enthusiasm has been maintained for half a month. According to the results of the questionnaire survey conducted by Yeremov According to statistics, people who eat melons have begun to feel tired about topics related to aps.

All the preset goals have been perfectly achieved, and Song Ya really can't expect too much. In late August, he returned to Chicago with his team.

"It's still a pity that you turned down the Oprah talk show! You must know that this is the treatment of top stars, and it is good for exposure, public perception, and acceptance of the African-American community." As a person of William Morris, Hai Deng didn't understand. "I admit that Eli is very good at crisis public relations, but we are more professional in image promotion. You shouldn't listen to him on this matter."

"I don't want to be on the show crying and having someone from Oprah dig into my family and my personal relationships."

Song Ya was busy processing the accumulated documents, "I would rather move forward in small steps than back in big steps. The more stable the better, Hayden, I haven't fully understood the affairs of my family yet! Eli convinced me , My current coffee position is not enough to make Oprah obediently follow the rules. You have your mission, and I also explained it to Donovan when he came last time, and that is to keep an eye on Motura for me! My The new single is being produced, and my album is coming soon. If I lower the standard and invite a few songs, and make some studio versions and dance music remixes, I can already fill the album's tracks, and The quality will not be bad. Remember? Daniel warned me that Motura might do something to me at this juncture, and I don't like you William Morris to be too late!"

Hayden complained, "That's Motura, how can we keep an eye on it? And you have such a good relationship with Miss Kelly, so you can't pass her..."

Song Ya didn't even look up, and pointed to the door.

"Alright, alright, let's try our best." Hayden wiped his sweat and went out.

"The money was spent in August..." He continued to sign the documents, "The commercial performance has been affected, and Sony Columbia's record sales share will not come down. Can we hold on until the end of the year?"

Song Asheng, who was standing at the back, replied: "No big problem, boss, the company that hired Eli's public relations company, Taraji, Yeremov, and Old Mike is A+ Records, and the National Fans Union established by Yeremov. The meeting and recent public relations expenses, decorations, and party expenses are all covered by a+ records, and the company will mortgage another one million yuan. It will be no problem to persist until the end of the year. Your personal account and the a+ copyright and asset management company account have a total of the original flow More than 2 million yuan in funds, plus this month's commercial performance income, a total of 3 million yuan, and here..."

He pushed a document in front of Song Ya, "Old McNa's security equipment purchase costs are a bit high, and these are all spent at your home in Chicago and New York, so personal expenses are used..."

Song Ya checked the accounts of the hundreds of thousands of dollars,

He knew that Old Mike secretly stuffed some guns and crime vehicles into the security equipment expenditure, "I know this, you don't need to worry about it." He signed his name with a swipe of a pen, "Make the accounts more beautiful. "

"I know." Song Asheng agreed, "There are still some public relations fees that cannot be included in the company's accounts...a large part of which is paid to various small and medium-sized DJs...uh..."

"I know, I know, I haven't done much work recently, and my cash income is insufficient." Song Ya continued to sign, "It's all up to you, Lao Song, even if I pay more taxes, I still want all my accounts to be able to withstand the IRS. audit."

"I understand, next is the final payment for the decoration of the Tribeca penthouse..."

"Your and Emily's tuition fees for next semester..."

"The latest Mercedes-Benz 140s600 you ordered has been sent to Belgium to be converted into a bulletproof version, here is all the bills..."

"Then there is the 500,000 you injected into the Susie Charity Fund. In the future, donations to equal rights, women's rights, schools, and other charitable donations and political donations will all go through this fund. According to Yeremov's design, this fund will also serve as a+ Brokerage company investors to bypass the relevant laws and regulations.”

"Ah, the charity fund also needs to invest in making money? Otherwise, how can we do charity well..." Song Ya laughed.

"It can also save some tax money." Song Asheng also smiled, "Susie can still get a generous annual salary through this fund, which is basically your pocket money for her. When the fund business increases in the future, maybe she can get more money." Solve the work of the relatives of the people around you. Then there are..."

"I know, I know." Song Ya signed all the documents in a hurry, "So, how much do I have left in the end."

"There are about 1.5 million left." Song Asheng had already settled the accounts clearly.

"Damn Pablo and Little Lowry!" Song Ya gritted her teeth. The victory is certainly worth gratifying, but the real money flowed out, and the party expenses a few days ago were a lot of money.

"The fewer enemies the better, boss." Song Asheng packed up the documents and stuffed them into his briefcase.

"Yeah, you're right." Song Ya got up and sent him out the door.

When he came back, he passed by the entrance of the recording studio and felt that the atmosphere inside was not right, "What's wrong? Jimmy?" He saw that Delay and others were silent, and Fergie in the recording studio buried her head and twitched. Weeping sadly.

"Uh..." Chuck Goodman's younger brother, Jimmy Goodman, has a face slightly similar to his brother's, and is taller, but his temperament is far inferior. He is a young man who is a little 'lack' and not confident enough. . He had just arrived and hadn't gotten used to his new role as a manager. Looking at the crying Fergie inside, he didn't know what to do. "I don't know either. She started crying while singing."

Song Ya walked into the recording studio, turned around and glanced at the people outside through the window.

"Let's go out and have a chat first." Delay and the others got up and left as usual, and by the way they called Jimmy away who was stunned there.

"What's the matter? hone..." Song Ya went over and hugged Fergie into her arms.

"This song..." Fergie leaned on his chest, raised her head and stared at him with teary eyes, "Did you write it for me and Mira?"

"Uh... almost." Song Ya didn't want to deny that this song i hate u i love u was originally inspired by the moment Mira received a phone call while having dinner with Fergie. The lyrics are roughly a triangle between two women and a man entanglement.

i hate ou i love ou

i hate you i love you

i hate that i ant ou

i hate i love you

ou ant her, ou need her

you love her you need her

and i'll never be her

but i can never be her

all alone i ath ou ath her

I look at you alone looking at her

like she's the onl girl ou've ever seen

she is the only one in your eyes

Fergie muttered a few lines, "So, you still love Meera, right? And I'll never be her."

"Uh... nothing, rhymes, everything is for rhymes dear." Song Ya wiped the tears on her face with her hands, and made up a few words to coax her, but it didn't matter to a girl with a bright mind like her big effect. It is also obvious that Fergie is no longer satisfied with the small role she used to be on call after being announced by her on the spur of the moment, and is increasingly calling herself a real girlfriend.

"Then you can ask Mira to sing!" She half-truthfully lost her temper, threw the sheet music in her hand on the ground, crossed her arms, pouted and turned her back.

Song Ya didn't want to cause her any misunderstanding, so she simply said: "You are a smart girl, Fergie, this song will be released as a single and will also appear in my first album, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you Opportunity, you think carefully." He picked up the score on the ground, "Its release time is very urgent, if you are not good, I will ask other girls to audition."

"You!" Fergie quickly turned back, crying even harder, "I have feelings too, this song makes me feel humble in love!" She yelled at Song Ya with her head held high.

"Love very humble, or live very humble, you choose." Song Ya handed the score back to her, "Sing it, and you will become famous. The beautiful life of a singer is waiting for you, isn't it? Doesn't that show how good I am to you?"

"That's not the same thing at all." Fergie pulled the score back, "I was just in a bad mood just now, you could have said a few nice words to coax me..."

"Okay, where are you coaxing? Here?" Song Ya began to approach with a smirk.

"Hate!"

"Don't touch your hands!"

"Okay, okay! Let's go to your office!"