Chapter 195 Leading the Way

"Hey, Daniel."

The others in the study held their breaths. Song Ya collected herself, picked up the microphone, and tried to make her tone as relaxed as possible.

"Delay's expression is not clear, and I can't make it back in London for the time being..."

Daniel didn't talk about it directly, and didn't give Song Ya any chance to speak, "It's not convenient to talk on the phone, can you come here in person? Come to London?"

"Now, go to London?" Song Ya looked at Hayden and the others.

Hayden and Yeremov shook their heads slightly at the same time, "But I'm still recording a single, and the progress is very fast." He politely refused.

"Then let your lawyer or agent come. I want to know the details of your contract with Sony Columbia." Daniel said and hung up the phone.

"He seems a little unhappy..." Song Ya, the life-saving straw, didn't want to offend, "Why did you shake your head just now?"

"o on, what if Daniel treats you simply as a pawn for revenge against Motura? You go to London, or he gets evidence of the details of the contract, and then puts your differences with Motura to the public, massaging Tula's Personality, you are completely finished at Sony Columbia, getting rid of you is enough to avenge Vanilla Ice being killed, and this must be considered." Hayden said: "Although I used to lean towards Daniel, but now I must not trust him unconditionally. "

Yeremov also nodded.

"Then we have to send someone there, this thread can't be broken..." Song Ya felt that every choice he made now might fall into a trap, and he was startled every step of the way.

"Let me go, I won't say anything more." Goodman stood up, went back to the guest room to pack his things, came back to say hello, and hurried to London.

As soon as he left, the study fell into silence again.

Yeremov lit a cigarette and smoked silently.

The cigarette butt turned on and off, like a beating pulse, Song Ya stared at it in a daze, his mind was in a mess.

The phone ringing outside broke the silence, and Taraji walked in, "Mr. Howard, Ovitz..."

Hamlin immediately stood up, looked at Song Ya, nodded, and went out to answer the phone.

A few minutes later, "Ovitz's condition is very simple, you switch to aa first, and then he will help you with this matter." Hamlin came in and said.

"Shxt!" Song Ya cursed.

"Did Ovitz not specifically say how he would help?" Yeremov asked.

Hamlin shook his head.

The boring situation continued.

"Where is J?" Song Ya couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere, so she asked actively.

"It's late, aps." Hayden pointed to his watch, "It's past eleven o'clock in the evening, and the person I'm looking for will have to wait until J gets up tomorrow to find a chance to bring him the message, or later."

"Honey, we have to record tomorrow morning, why don't you go to sleep?"

Fergie appeared at the door, wrapped in her dressing gown, yawning.

"Go to sleep first."

When she returned to the bedroom, "Are you going to record tomorrow?" Yeremov asked.

"Go, why not? I've signed a release deal with Sony Columbia for this single, and it's going to be recorded sooner or later. I'm not going to act like a scared rabbit in front of Motura."

Song Ya replied, seeing that everyone was silent again, "Forget it, let's stop here today."

When the crowd dispersed, he went up to the rooftop alone, took off his clothes and threw them on the deck chair by the swimming pool, leaving only a pair of shorts, and then jumped into the water.

The cold water made him tremble, and he felt that his burning brain had been rescued. After swimming back and forth alone, he calmed down a lot.

"I'm a time traveler. I can judge some future trends from Apocalypse v. Maybe it's better to just get 30 million and make a fortune through investment? Fuck Motura, I'll get some rubbish for the next two majors, Even if there is an apocalypse song, I will stay until the end of the contract at the age of 24. By then, no one can stop me! I know the general trend of audio development in the future, and I know that the picture quality and special effects of V in the future will be better than now. From this, I can conclude that the investment direction of computer software and hardware is definitely not wrong. I also know the names mentioned in some songs. There are too many people with the same name and surname, so don’t be tricked by the Apocalypse plug-in again..."

While thinking hard about the future, he saw a figure appearing by the pool.

Wiping the water off his face, he saw clearly that it was Taraji.

"Would you like me to go down and swim with you for a while?" Taraji put his hands on his hips and twisted his buttocks.

"No, I can just keep quiet by myself, why don't you go to sleep?" Song Ya asked.

"I can't sleep either, it's a bad feeling that I can't help."

Taraji kicked off his shoes, ripped off his skirt boldly, and jumped down in his underwear.

Song Ya dodged the splash of water, a little baffled, and saw Taraji showing her head not far away, and then slowly swimming towards herself, with fire in her eyes.

"Hey, calm down! I said I would not develop that kind of relationship with my assistant." He hurriedly stopped the other party.

"This is our men's business, I don't want to rely on women to solve it!" Taraji learned a sentence he said just now, "You know what? When you said that sentence, although it was a bit too machismo, but It is indeed very an, very masculine charm."

She took the initiative to kiss Song Ya's chest, and her hands under the water were not idle.

"Well……"

The trousers were taken off and the vitals were restrained. Song Ya was a little reluctant to resist fiercely, "It will be very troublesome at work when we get together, Taraji."

"It's ok, ons... Do me a favor, okay? Or do you really not like black girls?"

"Hey, don't try to take advantage of discrimination issues, my first girlfriend was a black girl, uh, mixed race."

Taraji smiled and took a deep breath before diving into the water.

Old Mike retreated into the stairs silently and closed the roof door for them.

After a long time, the two went downstairs together, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Aren't you really going to tell Mariah Carey about this? Or let her know through some other channel?" Taraji returned to the assistant's business-like tone.

"If I said I would, would you feel cheated just now?" Song Ya asked with a smile.

"Are you really going to?"

"No, I don't rely on women, uh... I don't discriminate against women, I mean I don't like the feeling of using women."

"Boss." Yeremov suddenly appeared at the corner of the corridor.

"Hey, don't be sneaky!" Old Mike rushed over and pushed him against the wall.

"Uh, I've been waiting for a long time." Yeremov hurriedly argued.

"Put down his old Mike, what's the matter?" Song Ya asked.

Yeremov glanced at Taraji.

"Good night." Taraji walked away.

"Maybe you can spare time to meet someone tomorrow? I'll recommend it for you, maybe it will have a good effect." Yeremov said.

"Does this kind of thing need to be said behind people's back?"

"Uh, after all, they are all Americans..."

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The next day, Song Ya led Fergie and others into the Sony Columbia Records headquarters as usual, and continued the recording of i hate u i love u, but the end time was slightly earlier.

In the afternoon, he and Yeremov appeared downstairs in a building with a large neon logo of Sony Electronics.

Yeremov took him to an office on the top floor with ease.

"What are you doing!" Yeremov, the real traitor, immediately greeted an Asian man in his thirties affectionately after entering the door.

Song Ya noticed the name tag on the other party's desk. In addition to the English name and the position title of the deputy general manager of Sony Electronics North America, there were five Japanese Chinese characters 'Takaki' and 'Headquarters'.