Escuber promised to help, and Songya said hello to Michelle again.

"If you can't make stupid remarks about robbing the Silla ethnic group and not grabbing the Chinese, then learn from MJ, all races live in harmony and eliminate differences, and the world is one."

Song Ya said, "Anyway, I will have no problem standing on this moral high ground at that time, of course, it is better to let the shopkeeper buy insurance first, according to Escuber's tone, once the outcome of the trial of Rodney Gold is not as good as the black community, this time it will definitely make a big fuss." ”

"A lot of people are reluctant to buy insurance." Song Asheng smiled bitterly.

"We'll talk about it then." The two then made a good calculation, and the confrontation with Motura in the past few months caused Song Ya to lose nearly three million blood, about one-third of which was paid to Coopers for working hours and consulting fees, a quarter was paid to Goodman and Howard, and the rest was spent on media public relations and other miscellaneous items, not counting the money that was lost in the past few months on record takedowns and commercial performances.

"The more trouble you have, the more money your lawyers, accountants, and crisis PR will make, and you have to be careful about that in the future." Song Asheng reminded: "I didn't say that because I was robbed of business. ”

"I know." Song Ya also tasted it, "After reconciling with Motula, I have a good momentum now, but if it starts to go downhill or when it comes to bankruptcy, their interests are not aligned with mine. ”

"If you understand, boss."

"Don't talk about these unhappy things. Tribeca's apartment has been re-leased, and the lawsuit in New Jersey has been withdrawn, and by the end of the year, Sony Colombia will settle the record revenue......" Song Ya rubbed her hands excitedly, "I'm a 20 millionaire, how much liquidity do I have now?" ”

"The personal account is less than 500,000, and several companies add up to about the same number, and there is an extra million loans, oh yes, if you want to give Yeremov a significant increase in his annual salary, then it is unreasonable that Dile, the general manager of A+ audio, will get much less than the manager of A+ record publicity." Song Asheng said.

"Let's go up, and by the way, give Taragi a little more......"

Yeremov played a big role in this crisis, his relationship with the book is particularly valued by Song Ya, Dilai is an old buddy, after settling the account, Song Asheng took out two boxes, "By the way, the innovative voice blaster card you endorsed was listed before Black Friday (the shopping carnival in the United States), and the advertisement was also broadcast simultaneously." ”

One box is the product packaging box endorsed by Song Ya, on which Song Ya's headshot is smiling brightly, and next to the snow-white teeth is the product picture and name. The other is the video of the advertisement being broadcast, just a few seconds, Song Ya closed his eyes and was intoxicated the whole time, listening to the background music, and there was a sound blaster card standing on the table in front of him.

"It's okay, decent."

Song Ya was quite satisfied, the original intention was the 750,000 advertising fee of the friendship price, but he didn't expect to play a big role in this crisis, otherwise he would have to face the depletion of liquidity, so he had to mortgage the stocks.

After November, the winter vacation is not far away, Song Ya has stayed in school for a long time this semester, and there are two important things left, one is his squash game, and the other is the official appearance of Game of Thrones at the inter-school joint show.

Squash was invented by a bored British aristocrat in prison, and then turned it into an official sport by prestigious Harrow School students, and Chicagoans in this era, especially the white-collar class and above, liked to play, because Chicago was cold for a long time, and it was windy outside all year round, so indoor sports were much more convenient and comfortable.

As the person who has occupied the only squash room in the school for a long time, he can't say that he will not go out for the school anymore.

The physical education teacher registered him for the amateur group event of the Windy City Open, the scale of the activity is very large, and the participants are very mixed, only divided into men and women, not divided into people and teenagers, just like some marathons often have many people sign up to run half the marathon, the emphasis is on participation, Song Ya also saw some gray-haired old men.

"I thought it was an interscholastic competition."

Song Ya's appearance caused a lot of commotion, the audience in front of his playing field was filled, Song Ya waved at the excited Denise and other die-hard fans, and walked to the players' rest area with Mawota and Old Mike in the same sportswear, Mawota helped him put down the ball equipment on his back, and Old Mike stood aside and kept observing the surroundings.

The physical education teacher who temporarily acted as a coach came to guide, "Your style of play is not aggressive, and when you encounter a lack of physical strength, try to mobilize your opponent and play to your own strengths." ”

Song Ya has been practicing alone all year round, his skills are really not comprehensive, he is not schizophrenic, and he is an opponent with another self, and it is unlikely that the 'two sides' will play an offensive way that is too tricky and difficult.

"Who's going to put those old men tired in the field when the time comes?" Song Ya asked.

"You've got it...... the gym teacher rolled her eyes, "it's time, go ahead." ”

Song Ya took off his coat, opened the glass door of the court and walked in, since it is called squash, this indoor sport is indispensable to the walls on all sides, which is destined to be very painful for the audience watching the game, the small competition venue is generally three walls and one glass, the audience can only watch the game through the glass behind the player, the perspective is narrow, and at most a hundred people can sit. The big game is glass-fed on all sides, but that kind of venue is expensive to set up.

"Hello."

Instead of meeting the old man as he wished, a white man in his thirties with tanned skin walked into the venue, "It's nice to meet you APLUS." The two shook hands, and the other took out a business card, "I'm the fund manager of Northern Trust, O'Grady." ”

"Wow...... Song Ya was caught off guard, "You still have a business card when you play?" ”

"We are one of the sponsors." O'Grady pointed to the sponsor logo outside, "This kind of amateur competition is actually a social activity. ”

Well, I didn't expect the other party to come prepared, Song Ya knew that Northern Trust belonged to the Chicago consortium like Harris Bank, stuffed the other party's business card into the pocket of his shorts, didn't pick up the stubble, served directly, hit the ball back and forth with the opponent at will, and warmed up while adapting to the court, "You can rest assured, our Northern Trust ......"

This O'Grady speaks straightforwardly and even clumsy, without the flamboyant tongue of most fund managers, but his face is as thick, as if he didn't notice Song Ya's perfunctory, and kept chatting about funds, stocks, and investments...... This is true even after the tournament officially starts.

In these years, as long as he works in the financial district, he dares to call himself a fund manager, Song Ya restrained his mind, tried to block the buzzing like flies in his ears, and concentrated on playing every shot, one ball was more ruthless than the other, and soon, he defeated this guy who was very good at the level in two straight sets, and only got two small points for him.

O'Grady panted, "It's good to be young, it's no problem for you to shoot action movies with your body and looks, as for the investment work, just leave it to a professional like me......"

"I'll think about it."

Song Ya finally got rid of him after a few perfunctory words and returned to the rest area to sit down.

"It's a good performance, the opponents in the first few rounds are not very strong, you have to pay attention to conserving your energy." The PE teacher was very attentive to massaging his shoulders.

"So I have to use my physical strength to drag down my opponent and save my physical strength?" Song Ya complained.

"Uh...... Well, I can't give you much professional advice......"

The PE teacher is in charge of all kinds of small ball sports in the school, and his main focus is on the baseball team. ”

"Teacher, give me credits, maybe I can donate some special funds to the school baseball team in the future......"

Song Ya is not ready to come to the void, whether he can graduate ahead of schedule depends on the physical education teacher in front of him, the salary and authority of the physical education teacher of the key projects in the United States school are very high, if he is also the coach of ice hockey, baseball, basketball, rugby and other teams, he can also lead the admission of relevant specialty students and the distribution of scholarships, there is a lot of room for operation.

"Hey! Don't try to buy me! ”

The teacher was stern, "I may agree to change those rich children, but you are a star, very concerned by the outside world, I can't give high marks without relevant grades, and you don't want to be dug up by reporters in the future, right?" ”

"Okay, okay, when I didn't say ......"

The two were chatting when a neat 'APLUS!' sounded from the auditorium. APLUS！ Song Ya looked over, and the small groups of fans organized by Denise had arrived one after another, cheering for themselves with signs like APLUS I love you.

He saw Cassidy's figure at a glance, the girl's coat seemed to be M's uniform, and she was chatting with Denise about something, and there was a white boy of the same age standing next to her.

“！”