Chapter 657: A Visitor from the South
In the afternoon, when she rested, Song Ya immediately stepped forward to flatter, which seemed to have some effect.
"I testify that APLUS did drink too much yesterday and he had to go home if he didn't even make it through the whole party."
The best men and best friends were called to testify, and Delay was the first, "Everyone was disappointed." β
"Hmph, she just has an appointment with a beautiful woman."
Wearing thick pajamas, she was sitting with a large group of people cross-legged, with a clear face, "Who are those two women?" I can see the Caucasian woman clearly, it's a little familiar, don't try to cover for each other. β
"Well, I don't know." Delai gave Song Ya a helpless look.
"Mimi, come, I personally cooked the bamboo shoots and fried pork, you can taste it......"
Song Ya, who was wearing an apron, presented the plate to her courteously and smiled.
"It's really made by Yali, he never cooks before, and I bought all the ingredients from Asian supermarkets." Aunt Susie also helped him beat the side drums.
"Humph! Don't interrupt! Who is it!? β
She looked at the appearance of the dish, picked up the fork casually, threw some into her mouth and tasted it, felt that the taste was okay, and ate the coffee.
"It's the girl who stayed at the party here, Taragi borrowed ......," Linda said.
"What about the Taraghi? Call her over! β
Taragi had already run away, "There are so many people, it's been passed out ......" Song Ya pitifully pulled her pajamas.
"Humph......"
Her chest rose and fell violently, and she couldn't swallow this breath, "Who's next?" Recruit! β
"It's ...... me"
Big A obediently swapped places with DeLay, his hands hanging at his sides, "Miss Kelly, APLUS is really loyal to you, and he offered to leave as soon as he heard that I planned the show...... Actually, I don't have much meat on that show. β
"So isn't he not drunk?"
"Uh, he should be drunk, I see that he needs someone to help him walk before leaving......" Big A glanced at Song Ya weakly.
"Wine has stamina......" Song Ya pushed her arm to flatter.
"They're all in a gang, and the men always cover each other like this!" Brenda yelled again.
"You're still doing it! Don't think about going special next year! Song Ya glared at her, "Have you forgotten who your boss is!?" β
"I ......" Brenda didn't dare to speak.
"You dare! Don't be afraid of Brenda, he won't send you a special message and I'll kill him! "Mariah Carey immediately protects her best friend.
"Hair, hair, hair as usual......" Song Ya changed back to a flattering smile, "Listen to your dear for everything." β
"Miss Kelly, it's time for you and APLUS to go back to New York, there's a lot more to do at the wedding." Her female assistant came to report.
"It's not over!"
She got up to change her clothes, "Wait until I figure out how to clean you up!" β
"You said angry words in the morning, right?" Song Ya went over to help.
"What angry words?"
"Say you want to divorce me......"
She didn't answer, and walked into the cloakroom and opened the closet.
"Wearing this is a good fit for you today." Song Ya helped her pick out her clothes.
She didn't bother with it, so she chose another one and changed it directly.
"Boss." Hayden finally came over and said outside the door, "There's a little island in the Bahamas for sale, and I'm already asking for the price." β
"Buy, buy." Song Ya is very satisfied with the agent's performance today.
"Then I'll ......," Hayden said.
"Far from Patty's island?" She asked suddenly.
"Not far." Hayden replied.
She pursed her lips and didn't speak again, Song Ya felt that she might have passed this level, "Then you can do it." Send Hayden away, "Mimi, you're in good shape......"
The woman was afraid of pestering, and an hour later, Song Ya squeezed into the Gulfstream 4SP with a hippie smile, and the plane left Chicago and flew towards New York.
"Boss, Hollywood has just reported that Seagram has officially acquired 80% of the shares of the parent company of Universal Pictures and MCA Records for 5.2 billion, and Simberg seems to have passed the test for the time being, and he is still the president of Universal." Linda also chased in to report.
"Will the Dance Out of My Life sequel project be affected?" Song Ya asked.
"I don't know, probably not." Linda replied.
"Okay, that's none of my business." Song Ya couldn't bother with this, he was busy peeling out a petal of madarin citrus and gently stuffing it into his fiancΓ©e's mouth.
Maria Carey hummed and chewed like a piglet.
Two days later, in Chicago, a taxi drove into Vic Mackie's middle-class neighborhood, and a young white man in a suit with a briefcase came out of the car, walked to Vic's door, checked the address in his hand, and rang the doorbell.
"You are?"
Cassidy straightened her messy hair and opened the door a slit.
"Hello, I'm Nanfang...... Lawyer, we received a letter saying that Mr. Wickmackey and his colleagues had been treated unfairly, right? β
The man stretched out his hand, only to receive Kassiti's wary look, and he had to withdraw his hand, "What do you call it?" β
"Kasiti, Kasiti Mackie."
"Cassidy, is that your Vic's daughter? Don't worry, we haven't met your father before, but we tell him about his deeds, we respect him and we want to help......"
The man took out his ID from his arms and handed it over, "That letter is anonymous, did you or your relatives and friends send it?" β
"I don't know anything about the letter, I'm sorry, we don't accept media interviews right now."
Cassiti had no impression of the newspaper at all, and wanted to close the door when she returned the driver's license and the newspaper's work card to him.
"Wait, Miss Cassity!"
The man propped his hand against the door to stop, "I'm not here for an interview, we do want to give Mr. McGee some help, sincerely, believe me, uh, if you haven't listened to me at the newspaper I work for, or have doubts about my identity, I still have this ......"
He pulled out another piece of paper, "I'm still a member of the All-Meter Rifle Association." β
"I'm sorry."
Cassidy was very keen to find the half of the tattoo under the cuff of the other party's suit, and she was so frightened that she immediately put more force on her hand, but the other party did not stop it, she successfully closed the door, and vigilantly observed the man outside the house through the cat's eye.
The other party seemed a little frustrated, and first lingered at the door for a while, then walked to the side of the road, took out his mobile phone and started calling.
"Linda, is APLUS here?"
She also picked up the landline phone and dialed Linda's cellphone.
"Tell me something, the wedding is just a few days away, and he is very busy at this time, and he can only sleep for more than four hours a day." Linda replied.
"Oh......" Cassidy fell silent.
"What's the matter? Just tell me and I'll tell you. Linda asked.
"There was a lawyer on my doorstep who seemed to be associated with white supremacy, and I saw tattoos on his hands." Cassidy relayed the meaning of the other party's mention, the name of the newspaper and the anonymous letter.
"Do you have anyone in your house?" Linda did not provide direct advice.
"No, my mother took my younger siblings to my grandfather's house." Cassidy replied, "I'm the only one at home." β
"Now your father really needs the help of some other forces, you can meet that person, see what he wants to do, what help he can give Vic, anyway, it's always good to have someone willing to help now, isn't it?"
"But don't meet alone, in a public place, you can keep yourself safe," Linda advises. β
"The incident I mentioned......" Cassidi walked to the door, and the man outside was still there, she pursed her lips, her face grimacing, and she stopped talking.
"There is no way to do that for the time being, the boss is inconvenient to help Vic pay the lawyer's fees at such a sensitive time, please believe me, it's not that he doesn't want to help you, this matter seems to be a bit troublesome, although I don't have much information here." Linda understood her hesitation.
"Okay, but thank you anyway......"
Cassidy put down the phone in disappointment, thought about it alone in the house, and finally made up her mind, went out and opened the door, and shouted to the man, "The cafΓ© outside the two intersections, can you wait for me first?" β
"Okay, go that way, huh?" The man turned around happily, "I'll go, I'll see you later." β