"Cheers!"

The first concert at the Maria Carey Procott Theatre ended perfectly, and Song Ya threw a big party at Tribeca's villa to celebrate the concert and by the way, the victory in the personnel battle for the record label.

"Daniel, congratulations! Hey, Newman......"

After the concert, she had to be interviewed and take some promotional photos, etc., and she was busy until late before she came back to appear at her own party.

After greeting the new president and co-manager, she suddenly jumped up on the spot and hung on Song Ya in a more indecent posture, "Tired people, carry me to the bedroom." ”

"Hey, so many people are watching...... Song Ya whispered in her ear as she looked at the party guests who were smiling and casting their eyes.

"What are you afraid of, my mother is free." She replied in a black voice.

"Welcome......" Song Ya had no choice but to stretch out her hand, "Larry, Trey ......" said hello to old Larry, Trey Lorenz, who came back with her, and carried her back to the master bedroom.

Her make-up artist and stylist followed, helping with the Dior couture evening wear she had ordered for the party, as well as the Alaya shoes.

"I've just finished singing so many songs, don't drink too much later." Song Ya sent her there, said a few love words, and asked a few words before coming out.

"It's better for her not to show up in front of the public, her character is perfect, we just need to continue the path of Motura's design." Newman said.

"That's your mission now, Newman." Song Ya replied.

"But she's only willing to listen to you." Newman said.

"Okay." Song Ya saw that NAS had just entered the door, "Brother NAS, this way." ”

"Hey......" NAS came over to say hello, and Song Ya went to pull old friends such as Walt, David Cole, and Roberto Clevell over and introduce them to Daniel.

"President of Sony Columbia Records, wow, what would the outside world think if it knew he got this position with almost nothing to do?" When he went to Goodman and Hamlin, Hamlin looked at Daniel, who was overwhelmed by the stars, and whispered, "Now that he has become the biggest winner, how ironic." ”

"No way, someone has to fill that position, he's the only person I can find who meets the criteria, and I didn't think I would need to fight a media war with Sony." Song Ya replied.

"Did he answer our questions?" Goodman asked.

"Sort of." Song Ya relayed what Daniel had told him about why Sony made the personnel decision that day.

As we all know, Sony's investment in the entertainment industry in the United States, Sony Columbia Records and Columbia Pictures have been successful, and the other has suffered setbacks. Motura's position as president of Sony Columbia Records is the result of a compromise between MJ, David Geffin, Sony, seller CBS, former president Yatnikov and others.

The two co-chairmen of Columbia Pictures, Gubert and Peters, were jointly recommended by Michael Ovitz, president of CAA, which is trusted by Sony, Schulhoff, president of Sony Electronics North Rice, and professional headhunting companies, Sony gave them high hopes and gave them a lot of power, but they were bitten through the veins like vampires by these two professional managers, and bought their company for 200 million dollars, and then they were saddled with a lawsuit with Warner Bros., and then lost nearly a billion, and then Columbia suffered huge losses year after year, but the two guys skyrocketed.

In this context, Schulhoff is under great pressure, Sony has long been determined to kick Gubert and Peters out of Columbia Pictures in '95, and at the same time, Schulhoff's own position as president of North America is also in jeopardy, and he has long wanted to let his most satisfied manager, Motula, take charge of Columbia Pictures and reduce his losses to help him protect himself.

And Motura will not be stupid to be the president of Sony Entertainment, he clearly knows that he can't fight Guebel and Peters, who are above him in Hollywood, so he clearly rejected Schulhoff's proposal, and Sony headquarters does not support it, anyway, in 95 years you can drive Guebel and Peters away, it is already a loss of so much, thanks to two years it is acceptable, there is no need to take the risk of messing up Sony Columbia Records.

So this time, Shulhoff took advantage of Songya's rebellion to force Sonny and the captured Motura to accept his idea, which is why Takaki was so angry about the decision.

"Shulhoff dared to do anything in order to save his life, and in a way you have to thank him." After hearing this, Hamlin smiled and said, "I didn't expect this physicist to be a good hand in personnel struggles." ”

"Motura would have been more powerful if he had also succeeded at Columbia Pictures." Goodman said.

"Don't worry, this kind of position is poison, didn't Daniel suffer a big loss in the position of president of Momoyo Beimi? He simply can't help the managers of the powerful labels below, and Motura is the same for Columbia Pictures. "Song Ya is not worried about this, Motura is very strong in the record industry, but he has no roots in Hollywood.

"Wow!" There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd, followed by enthusiastic applause.

Mariah Carey's clothes have been changed from the conservative black dress of the concert to the rather revealing pink evening dress, and she appears in front of everyone in a variety of styles, receiving attention and congratulations.

"Honey." Song Ya went over and hugged her and waved to everyone with her, "Isn't this dress a little too ...... Well, I don't want my girlfriend to be looked down upon......"

"Hey!" She slapped Song Ya on the arm, "Don't say Motura's lines, am I not beautiful like this, don't you like it?" ”

"Of course it's beautiful, and I like it, but ...... Anyway, wear less of these clothes, and forget it today. Song Ya said helplessly: "And your hairstyle ......"

She tied up her wavy curls and made a single ponytail crooked to one side, "What's wrong with my hairstyle?" She asked.

"Your forehead is a little high, isn't it too ...... Uh, not quite right. ”

"I love it! I even said that I was not good-looking, damn it! Not in the future! ”

The party DJ played a powerful tune and the lights were dimmed, "Let's dance too!" She didn't bother with the hairstyle anymore, and happily twisted close to Song Ya, and added a lot of movements similar to 'self-touching' on both hands.

Song Ya had no choice but to block her as much as possible, blocking the eyes of the other guests.

After dancing a song, "I'm so tired!" Hahaha......" she laughed insolently, took a glass of wine from the waiter, and took a big sip with her neck tilted, "But the old lady is so happy today!" Walter! She pulled Song Ya into Walt's familiar little circle with David Cole and Roberto Clywell.

"No, why are you talking more and more black?" Song Ya asked.

"Was it good that people used to be poor? After my debut, I spoke with a massage Tula and their designed pronunciation, and I learned it for a long time, and I didn't like the fake look, so it was more comfortable to change it back. She said, "This is who I am." ”

Song Ya wiped her sweat.

A few people sat down on the sofa and chatted casually, "Miss Kelly, drink less, it's not good for your throat, and you don't persuade her." "It's still the upright Walter to do it.

"I persuaded you." Song Ya knocked her hand away from the wine bottle, and she instead picked out a small cream cake on the table, threw it into her mouth and munched, "Well, it's delicious, I'm dying of hunger." By the way, there's one more thing, you guys wait. He trotted back to the bedroom.

"She seems to have completely let herself go......" Song Ya sighed as she looked at her back.

"You have to keep her in check, drink less, keep your body and your public image, and take over the work of Motura ......or get on with it," Walter warned.

"It seems that this must be necessary......" Song Ya nodded in agreement.

"Dangdang!" She came back with a document in her hand and stuffed it into Song Ya's hand, "You promised me a movie, don't think about it!" ”

"What...... Stuff, is this a script? What did you write? Song Ya opened it, and it seemed to be true.

"Of course, based on my personal experience before I signed to Sony Columbia Records." She replied triumphantly.

“WTF……”

Song Ya saw the depiction of her relationship with a small producer named Gavin Christopher, and immediately became unhappy, and threw the rough script back on the table, "Why should I shoot a love movie between my girlfriend and ex-boyfriend!?" ”

"Ah no, no......" he shook his index finger and shoved the script back, "the things you promised can't be counted." ”

"No, there's no way to do that."

Song Ya held the script in her hand, staring at her shaking fingers, and music and images came to her mind.

Rockin' Dior

'Cause it goes with my diamonds

Got a pink gown

Custom by Alaia

I'll be on stage

With the stadium light up

Accompanied by hip-hop and rhythm-blues style music, in a subway car, a fat aunt wearing heavy makeup and pompous clothes is scratching her head and posing for the camera, touching herself, and shaking her fingers.

I said no

No no no

A no no

No no

That's a no no

No no

I said no no

No no

"Mimi, love you, it's really my muse, I know that with you the apocalypse is indispensable, this song? Well, it's quite suitable for your hee-hee. Song Ya's unhappiness in her heart immediately dissipated, and she thought beautifully: "This aunt's voice is also similar to her, and she doesn't need to change what she sings...... Hey? Aunt? ”

Song Ya looked at it, couldn't believe it, and looked at it carefully, "Ho ......" He gasped, collapsed suddenly, and his neck seemed to be choked by someone again.

Such a fat aunt...... No...... Isn't that Mariah Carey herself!? Could it be that in the future she will become a ...... What does this look like!?

I couldn't breathe, the air in my lungs was quickly drained, and the rhythm of the whole world suddenly slowed down.

The drumbeat of the music became slow, and no one noticed anything strange before anyone noticed it, and he saw Mariah Carey's hand reaching for a macaron on the table, picking up the hot dessert and biting on it with her mouth wide open, the sound of teeth cutting food was clearly heard in his ears, and then the sound of chewing.

"You...... You know? ”

While eating, she showed off to David Cole in a bold black voice: "We...... It's been together for a long time...... You're all totally ...... Didn't find it...... Ha ha...... Ha ......" After speaking, she raised her neck and poured a large sip of red wine, cooing and cooing, the sound of the wine entering her throat was heavier than the beat of a drum, and she hit Song Ya's heart one blow after another.

"Don't eat any more!"

Song Ya used her last strength to slap half of the macaron in her hand.

"Ahh

Then he screamed in pain, and his body fell straight down, and the desire to survive caused him to grab the white cloth on the table, but it was too late, and his consciousness dissipated, and his eyes turned into darkness.