The process of getting the negatives went smoothly, and the three of them almost half-escorted the old man to his office, handing over all the photos and negatives from the drawer of the boss's desk, and Eric also searched the drawers for fear of missing anything.

"Wow, that was so exciting." On the way back to the hotel, Delay said excitedly.

Song Ya didn't respond, but he calmed down at this time, and regretted it a little in his heart.

He had wandered on the edge of the law just now, no, he had even broken the law to some extent, in the lobby, as long as the old man recruited security guards, he would definitely not be able to escape trouble, in the office, if the old man recruited police officers, then they could almost be regarded as arrested.

Fortunately, it seems that his fierce appearance at that time completely frightened the old man, and he didn't dare to do anything.

But Song Ya knew that since this old man could enter SBK and talk to him before the audition results came out, the energy behind it must be not small, especially the Italian name 'Antonio' on the sign on his office door, which reminded people of the murderous Italian mafia, in this era, the mafia is no longer good in Chicago, but it still has a residual prestige in New York.

In addition to soaking Mira, his trip to New York was by no means a success, during this time he offended many people in SBK, left a reputation among the black community in New York for not helping his own people, and violated the always cautious style of acting, spending money like running water, just on Mila is five thousand plus eight hundred plus miscellaneous miscellaneous a total of six or seven thousand dollars...... You must know that Aunt Susie and other family members still live in the slums and eat welfare.

"It's a sex and the city that makes you lose yourself."

He walked outside the hotel door, looked up at the towering skyscrapers, and couldn't help but sigh.

Knocking on the door, Mira, whose eyes were red, threw herself into her arms, "What should I do?" She cried.

"It's all right, everything is all right." Song Ya stroked her back and comforted her softly.

Mrs. Jovovich in the room was talking on the phone, "It will take a long time for the income of the song, even if the record can be released in the second half of the year, and the settlement on SBK's side will be next year." Movie...... Colombia will only pay 15 or 20 percent of the salary when she joins the group, and the rest ......," she wipes away tears with her handkerchief.

Song Ya looked at this beautiful hotel suite, and was quite unimpressed.

"APLUS, WHAT SHOULD WE DO?" Mrs. Jovovich put down the phone and looked at her daughter, who was tightly wrapped around Song Ya, and her face became more and more pale.

"It's all right, Mrs. Jovovich, it's all settled."

"Solved?" Mrs. Jovovich's eyes lit up with surprise.

"yes, I've got all the negatives back." Song Ya took out the white film bag from her arms and handed it to her.

"Really!" Mrs. Jovovich scrutinized it, "Are you...... How did you do it? ”

Song Ya shrugged, "Spend money...... What other good solutions can there be in New York besides money? ”

"How much did it take?" Mrs. Jovovich asked.

"100,000 knives." Song Ya didn't care.

Mira in her arms screamed, "You shouldn't have given that bad old man so much money!" ”

"Oh my God!" Mrs. Jovovich covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Thank you so much, APLUS." ”

"Forget it, don't mention it." Song Ya explained to the two of them about going to Chicago to rehearse, "During this time, SBK will take care of your accommodation and other expenses in Chicago, and since Mira is a minor and a member of the Screen Actors Guild, SBK will also be responsible for the additional expenses in this regard." ”

"Yay! Honey, let's get out of here and go to Chicago! Under her mother's gaze, Mira offered a kiss.

Daniel's movements were fast, and he thoughtfully sent a band to run a promotional oversized RV and transported the personnel and equipment to Chicago, downstairs with Old Joe's Music.

"That's it?" Mirachin jumped out of the car and looked around at her surroundings, instantly disappointed.

"That's it." Song Ya knocked on the iron door, and it was still Carl who came to open the door, "Come in, let me introduce you to ......"

Old Joe's music is still the same, only there is a photo of Old Joe and Councillor Underwood on the photo wall of the stairs, and the promotional poster of Little Lowry and Al at the front desk on the second floor has long been removed and replaced with Lowry's one-man show.

"Everyone knows, the security in the south city of Chicago is not good, the vicinity of the hotel is safe, don't go out around Lao Qiao Music, especially the opposite ......" Song Ya pointed to the underground nightclub opposite, "You white people must not have the idea of going in to have fun." ”

"I know, I know, Al Capone! Da Da ......" DeLay gestured with his hand to the strafing of a Chicago typewriter.

Song Ya smiled, Alcapone was already finished, and his defeat caused the mafia to ebb in Chicago, the first first-tier city in the whole meter where blacks controlled the underground rules.

He didn't bother to explain these words to De Lai and them, opened the door of the recording studio, asked them to carry the equipment from the RV, and took Mila into Old Joe's office, locked the door, and Mila's mother stayed in the hotel to clean up.

After moving a little, he hugged the lingering white chick on his lap and dialed Pablo's mobile phone, "Hi Pablo, I'm APLUS, is Tony next to you?" He asked.

The call went to Tony's hand.

"Uh...... Tony, I want to ask, follow...... Uh, no, how should the partner be paid? ”

After talking to Tony on the phone, he tells Mira to get dressed for rehearsals, get into Eric's car and go to the bank, and then head back to his home in the ghetto.

Standing outside the dilapidated home, it is hard to imagine that not long ago I was still calling for wind and rain in New York, and a large group of singers and agents tried their best to figure out their preferences, and fought openly and secretly around their choices.

"Hey, Al, the car is fixed?" He saw Al crawling out from under the car, covered in oil.

"I repaired it early, but it broke down soon after, so I had to keep repairing it." Al replied.

Aunt Susie was not there, she was supposed to be going to church, and Song Ya walked into her room, where the small TV was playing a news report from the local Chicago media about the popularity of the second-hand store.

Al quickly turned off the TV.

"Al, be my partner, I'm short of manpower right now." He searched in the room for a long time and found a few leather bands tied to small objects.

Al didn't speak.

"Don't fucking be decadent, you hate Old Joe and them, you won't hate me, right?" Song Ya persuaded: "Or do you want to lose another chance?" ”

"Okay." It didn't take long for Al to agree, "Thank you APLUS." ”

"Don't be polite to me."

After getting Al, Song Ya took out five hundred knives from his arms, tied them into rolls with leather bands, and went out to find Eric and threw it to him, "Your share." ”

"THANKS, APLUS." Eric didn't count either, laughing and tucking the money into his pants pocket.

That's what the follower ...... No, another benefit of a partner, cheap, working with yourself for so long, the normal salary of a tuner in New York is definitely more than that. In fact, this is also a common problem, the income of ordinary gang members in Chicago is even far lower than the government minimum wage, even small bosses cannot reach the normal income of white-collar workers in large companies outside, and now many gang members still live with their mothers when they become adults, not because they are filial, but they really have no money to move out......

Take Al and get back to Old Joe's music.

"Hey...... Al. Carl, who had always been a man of few words, saw Al take the initiative to say hello.

Al gestured a middle finger at him.

Carl gave a rare smile.

In the evening, DeLay and the others finished the rehearsal and walked out of Old Joe's music, and after that, Al drove the Ford pickup truck to take them back and forth from the hotel.

'Bang! ’

Suddenly, there was a dull gunshot from the underground nightclub opposite, followed by the screams of men and women, and black figures poured out of it like a tide, and there was chaos.

Delay: They were all stunned.

"Welcome to Chicago." Song Ya smiled.