Yeremov partially persuaded Song Ya, but he was still willing to offer the Jewish A+ record marketing director a much lower salary than when he was at Columbia Pictures.

Yeremov said that he needed to think about it and took his leave and left.

"He's got a different perspective than you, Eli." Song Ya sent him away and came back and smiled at Eli.

"To the part of the book? I actually agree with him, and again, we have won a big victory, and the heat cannot be maintained forever, and there is no need to be the enemy of the book in the media for a long time. Eli said: "Yeremov is very optimistic about you, and with his qualifications, he took the initiative to ask you for a job to show that he judged that you can at least stand on the status of an A-list singer." ”

"Well......" Song Ya was very helpful to this sentence, "Let's end this by the end of August, I should also take care of it." ”

"Is there anything special about this point in time?" Eli asked.

"It's time for me to go back to school."

"Uh...... All right. ”

On August 15th, Tribeca's penthouse was finally renovated, and Song Ya took people to move in for the first time, and immediately began to prepare for a grand high-end party, which was the key to the third wave of popularity.

According to Eli's design, the party will be on the inside pages of The New Yorker, complete with all the essentials of high society, high-ranking politicians and celebrities, exquisite and luxurious food and wine, and an open-air rooftop that has been built at a great cost.

"I'm proud of New York's multiculturalism, and I'm always committed to it, and I'm not going to change ...... easily."

The black boss of the Donkey Party, New York Mayor Dingkins, stood in front of the podium and talked eloquently, with Manhattan's skyscrapers in the background and a rectangular swimming pool like a blue ribbon, "It is true that the crime problem here is becoming more and more prominent, and I am confident that I can win this law and order battle, but I will never accept it!" The argument linking crime to a certain ethnic group ......"

"You're behind him, aren't you?"

Beside Song Ya, a bookish Chinese asked in a low voice.

"Of course, how?" Song Ya asked rhetorically, as a Chinese, it must be a good level to open a personal gallery in New York, and Song Ya bought a lot of his paintings to add some artistic flavor to his mansion.

"A few days ago, a young Chinese female painter was murdered by African Americans on the street, in Times Square." The painter said to Dinkins Nunu on the stage: "In the next mayoral election, the Chinese will not support him." ”

"Uh......" Song Ya was a little embarrassed, in order to let Dingkins come in person today, he had paid a lot of money and connections. And how many votes can Chinese New Yorkers have? It certainly can't influence the election.

"I'm sorry, I lost my words." The painter lifted the goblet in his hand and threw the pot into its contents.

"I also paid attention to the media's hunt for APLUS, a talented African-American musician some time ago......," Ding Jins raised his hand to Song Ya, and many guests turned their gazes, and the Chinese painter immediately took a few steps back, allowing him to admit the gaze of everyone alone.

It is a clear example of this presumptuous judgment based on race, of a drunken drunkard who has nearly ruined his reputation and had no chance to defend himself, if not for the white man who had been found in Canada. The president of Howard University told me that the boy had been donating money to black traditional schools and had dedicated his life to the movement to desegregation in South Africa while he was still unknown......"

Dingkins used the case of Frank's disappearance to praise Song Ya and use it to prove his own policy.

"Thank you." He ended his speech with a round of applause.

"I'm so glad you all came to this party, and thank you very much, Mr. Mayor,......" Song Ya then took the stage, and he was completely comfortable with this kind of point-giving occasion, and after touting Dingkins, "And Mr. Motura and Miss Kelly, hi ......"

One by one, he introduced the visiting bigwigs to everyone, "Have fun." Then he stepped off the stage and the small band began playing.

Motura and Mariah Carey gathered around a group of leading editors in the New York entertainment industry, Michelle and his boyfriend chatted with Dinkins, Councillor Underwood and Claire chatted happily with some New York politicians in small corners, Fergie and some fun-loving young men and women changed into swimsuits and began to jump out of the pool one after another, and fashionistas dressed ahead of their time with wine glasses shuttled back and forth, everything was so harmonious and perfect.

Song Ya nodded with satisfaction, and at this time Yeremov came over.

"Jews don't like the mayor, he didn't handle the last case of violence against the Jewish community very badly." Yeremov looked at Dinkins and said.

"Oh?" In the United States, the political energy of Jews is much greater than that of Chinese, Song Ya pondered for a while and then changed the topic, "How are you thinking about it?" Yeremov. ”

"I decided to join." Yeremov stretched out his hand.

"Okay." Song Ya didn't expect that the other party would be willing to do it under such low conditions, which was a bit beyond his expectations, "Let me tell you about my long-term goal first, to establish my own global record distribution channel, can you do it?" He asked, taking advantage of the handshake.

"What?"

Yeremov was taken aback, "Your ambitions are too big, aren't they?" A lot of the big labels can't do global distribution. ”

"So it's a long-term goal, and in the short term, what are you going to do?" Song Yakao him.

"I learned about your plans for the near future from Eli, and I'm going to take over your fourth wave of publicity, the single that no one has yet heard." Yeremov replied.

"That single ......" Song Ah set her eyes on Fergie in the pool, "I have to get her agency deal first, you know, according to the regulations, I can't be both the owner of her record company and the owner of her agency." ”

"But you want to take full control of your girl, do you?" Yeremov laughed.

"Of course, my songs won't be sung so easily anymore, Mira, little Lori, and the results between us are not very good." Since the other party is already his employee, Song Ya chooses to tell the truth.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Yeremov smiled confidently, "in the Hollywood way." ”

After all this, Song Ya sent away Dingkins, who left first, and went downstairs back to the study.

"Hey, my brother." Escubus is very different now, his movies are still in theaters, and the total box office has reached 40 million dollars. The news of A's infighting gradually surfaced, and unsuspecting viewers blamed it on his underground single No Vaseline.

'A song disbands the gang rap group. Titles such as 'A' were also worn on Escuber's head, and he was now completely proud. However, since he had scolded Big E for going to the president's dinner, it was naturally difficult for him to appear in front of the mayor of New York, so he could only hide in the study.

"Hey, Cooper, congratulations." Song Ya hugged him.

"I'm going to have a special ...... next year."

Escuber first invited to sing, and after being rejected by Song Ya, he proposed to participate in his joint propaganda plan next year, and the theory of bringing goods was his, but he didn't expect it to be practiced by Song Ya first, he is not a stupid person, and he has guessed the connection from Song Ya's movements for so long.

Since. A is finished, and there is no longer an obstacle to Song Ya's cooperation with him, so he readily agrees.

'APLUS is Black Grande? ’

A few days later, a nameless tabloid in New York reprinted the inside page of the latest issue of The New Yorker, 'Although he has installed his New York home in Tribeca, it has been revealed that APLUS is not greedy for cheap, but because of the invincible open-air rooftop, he has spent a lot of money to renovate it, and even moved the swimming pool to the roof......