"This bastard!" Song Ya muttered, "He won't really have a high-level relationship with Maozi, right?" ”

"You've been with Mira for so long, don't you know?" Yeremov was surprised, "Hollywood didn't believe him at first, but as the information blockade on Maozi's side became more and more relaxed, I found that Mr. Jovovich's alleged family history was indeed true, and his family was a prominent family in the Imperial Russian era, otherwise why do you think the old money on the Upper East Side would agree to his family to move in?" I heard that many upper-class people over there have invested money in his company, in order to get a ride in Maozi's political turmoil, and the same is true of Hollywood and SBK, if it weren't for the box office failure of the Blue Reef, I would have wanted to take a lot of money to test the waters. ”

"I know, but I always thought he was putting gold on himself." Song Ya was a little angry, "So this pit is completely turned over now?" ”

"What's more, he now has a lot of upper-class friends, and it's not what it used to be." Yeremov said.

"So what do we do?" Song Ya threw the newspaper on the table, "Can't seal his big mouth?" ”

"Don't worry, you're no longer the focus of public opinion, and he can't talk about you non-stop. There's no way to get hurt a little bit, anyway, you're still young and just hiding in school to avoid the limelight. Eli laughed, "Just watch David Falck perform." ”

"That's not true, it's actually watching a Nike show." Yeremov added, "They have a huge amount of advertising every year, which is a good deterrent to various media outlets. ”

"Why don't big companies come to me to advertise?" Song Ya complained.

Complaints only stop at complaining, in this era, companies don't like hip-hop singers to endorse their own products, because they can't guarantee that one day explosive negative news will be brought with bad luck, although Song Ya's personal image is good, but the coffee position can't enter the eyes of big enterprises, and those who come to him are small businesses such as local specialty candy, which Song Ya is reluctant to.

The school has been open for many days, but their management of Song Ya is very lenient, and they have missed countless classes in the first half of the year, but the credits are still generously given, after all, Song Ya passed the exam. In terms of math, he had already passed the exam for the advanced class, which meant that there was nothing left to teach him in this private middle school, and from this school year, that is, the eleventh grade, Song Ya would go to the nearby community college to take math classes with the sophomores there. In the grammar class, the teacher gave high marks to the two 'essays' of Empire State of Mind and Feel It Still. Needless to say, music, full marks, social studies are also high scores (he donated some money to the school), only in sports, his fourth place in the youth squash tournament is a bit unexplainable, and he has to continue to work hard.

As for the ACT (Rice University Entrance Examination) exam, which is necessary for going to university, he also got it.

"So, you're planning to apply to college early after the end of Year 11, right?" The principal personally received Song Ya in the office, along with Tony, who came with him.

Tony has been living in Al's house since he left Lori Jr., a bit like the other way around, Song Ya didn't know how to arrange him for a while, so he simply got him into this middle school, re-enrolled in the twelfth grade, and happened to act as his bodyguard on campus.

"Yes, Mr. Headmaster."

"Have you made a plan on which university to apply to?" The principal asked.

"Well, it's not final, but it's going to be the University of Chicago, and I'm going to get a bachelor's degree and then take the LSAT (Law School Admission Test) to go to law school there." Song Ya replied.

"Wow, very good planning, your grades are very good, my recommendation letter here is no problem, can there be alumni at the University of Chicago who can help you?" The principal is very happy, as long as Song Ya does not transfer schools and graduates directly from his school, the name of this school will inevitably appear on his resume in the future.

"Dr. Michelle will help, she's the mayor's assistant." Michelle recently left the firm to become an assistant to Chicago Mayor Daley, a donkey party boss, and of course, she will help with affirmative action.

"That's totally fine."

The principal stood up, "I'll let your brother's enrollment go through as well." ”

The brothers came out of the principal's office, "FXXK! It's not like you don't know that I hate school, Alex ......" Tony muttered.

"Tony, we had a long talk last night and you forgot?"

Song Ya faced him very seriously, "You are not allowed to do anything during this year, and you are not allowed to fool around with old acquaintances again, unless you successfully graduate, I will never pay attention to you in the future, and Al will not take you in again, even if you go to the street to be a homeless like Frank, all the family members will not care." ”

"Okay, okay, you're the boss......" Tony lowered his head helplessly.

"I asked the principal to give you a shortage of the rugby team, the level of the school team in this school is very average, you may be able to dominate there." Song Ya beat a stick and gave a sweet date.

"It's a pity that the 'silencer' is still in prison." Tony's face showed joy, but it was not without regret, "I haven't practiced for more than a year, drinking and playing with women, and my body is not as good as before." ”

"Why did you know you had to do it today, right?"

Song Ya rolled his eyes, it was class time, the two of them walked out of the school together, without any onlookers and harassment, Tony was very professionally vigilant when he arrived at the door, after all, he did this kind of work when he followed little Lori, kept observing the surroundings, and then met with the old Mike and Marvota at the door, and the three of them escorted Song Ya into the car together.

"You go back to El first, I still have some business."

Before he hid in school, he still had something he didn't feel comfortable with.

Saying goodbye to Tony, the second-hand car with black windows was driven to a neighborhood in the South City, that is, outside Frank's house, "That girl named Fiona hasn't been abnormal lately, right?" Song Ya asked.

"No, I worked as a waitress in a nightclub, did odd jobs, and got a car thief boyfriend." Old Mike replied.

"Where's Frank?"

"Drink at a bar, or hang out somewhere."

"Aren't there any reporters looking for them?"

After that, there were sporadic reporters who came to find them and were cheated out of some money by their family, but they didn't dare to say anything, after all, they were afraid of being sent to a welfare home by Goodman. On Frank's side, Vic Mackey had also warned that if the stormtroopers casually stuffed some gifts into Frank's pocket, he would go to jail, and he knew that he was very good at messing around in the South City. ”

"What about the middleman named Mirkovich?"

"That guy is a little pimp, and he was tortured by the Bobtail of Hell, and he was almost scared out......"

The car swayed around Frank's house a few times, and indeed no reporter's whereabouts were found, and Song Ya's heart was completely settled.

As the car drove home, Song Ya noticed that Old Mike suddenly slowed down.

On a street corner, the 'old friends' stormtroopers were pinning young men who appeared to be of Armenian descent against a wall and searching them, while Vic Mackey kept shoving things from their pockets into his arms and occasionally kicking them.

"Aren't these guys really going to play with themselves?" Songya observed the Armenians looking at Vic with hatred in their eyes.

Old Mac didn't answer, feeling that when Vic and the others noticed the abnormality of the car, they stepped on the accelerator and accelerated away.

The next day, when Song Ya re-entered the school, the news of the trapeze's gamble in various media disappeared almost at the same time...... It's gone, and the reporters, editors, and paparazzi who have always done good things are collectively speechless, as if the relevant news has never been to this world, and he naturally hitched a free ride, which is much easier than the public relations battle won after hard fighting and throwing a lot of money at the last time Frank disappeared, and the media influence of big business is undoubtedly revealed.

"Nike's dad is still amazing, this kind of control over the 'free' media is terrifying."

Song Ya said to Hayden, who sent him to school: "You William Morris also think of a way!" When will I be able to hold such thick legs too. ”