Chapter 617: Promotion
The time came to January of ninety-five years unconsciously, and Song Ya's new school season had already begun.
"Did you make an appointment with the Chicago Boys Choir for the AMA Awards show in Los Angeles at the end of the month? OKβ¦β¦ When the time comes, you must not be in a situation on stage, there are too many children, you stare at the performing arts company and do a good job of logistics. β
He huddled in the back corner of the back row and kept talking to Linda on the phone during recess, and because Sinaloa's case was too impactful, the school allowed him to bring bodyguards into the classroom, so Mawota sat at the next table in a youthful attire, while old Mike wandered the hallway outside.
"What will the new Common major be? About 500,000 sheets?! Why? This is not as good as his first album, didn't Sony Columbia Records say that it sold well last month? All the reviews praised it for ......"
"He's autistic? Fxxk, keep an eye on him, don't let him learn William Adams and they will play disappear if they fail like them. β
"Hasn't Mimi called back yet? Oh, she's probably still angry with me, what else can she do for the wedding...... I'm not worried about money, but I really don't want to make the wedding really a scene like the British royal family, we are just singers from poor backgrounds, and we can't learn from the aristocratic style of others, and the more we spend money, the more we are inflated nouveau riche in the eyes of outsiders...... Okay, you can help me persuade her more. β
While grumbling, Mawota suddenly beckoned, "Miss Cassity." β
"Well, let's get in touch again."
Song Ya hung up the phone and saw Cassidy sitting in the seat in front of him, the girl was wearing a very simple coat, wearing glasses, and her long hair with a lot of hair was not well groomed, and it was messy and fluffy, "Hey, Cassidy, you also signed up for this class?" β
"Nope." Cassidy shook her head.
"I entered the school half a year earlier than you, but now your progress has far surpassed me, right?" Song Ya reached out and stroked her hair and joked, "Look, good student's dry and split hair." β
"NASTY, APLUS."
She brushed Song Ya's hand away, "I came to you for business, will you go to the dinner party of the police station and the fire brigade in the evening?" My dad would probably give a presentation or something. β
"Vic? Speech? β
Song Ya felt a little hairy when she thought of Vic, how did the black policeman who dared to kill the FBI cultivate this good girl with excellent character and learning in front of him? He couldn't figure it out now, but he couldn't show it in front of Cassity, so he had to continue to play haha, "I can't imagine what it's like for him to give a speech like a rough guy." β
"Will you go? My dad asked me to ask you. "Cassiti asked again," he said, adding that the new state attorney was there. β
"I can't go, it's not that I don't have time, and it's inconvenient for me to run too much in person on that occasion, otherwise it will be difficult to refrain from invitations from other institutions."
He didn't want to be in the same frame as Vic, so he made up a random reason to decline.
"Didn't you just donate money to the police station and the fire brigade? Maybe they're throwing a dinner party with your money......"
Cassidy pouted, "I've heard that the state attorney will personally thank you at the dinner." β
Song Ya smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I know, I have asked my spokesman, Hamlin, to speak on my behalf. β
"Alright then, I won't bother you, bye."
"Bye-bye."
Kasiti left the classroom rather disappointed, went back to say hello to her study group, and drove home as soon as school ended in the afternoon.
"Cassidy, you're coming back late, go get dressed."
The mother said to Nunu, the new evening dress on the sofa, "Today you are going to give me a beautiful show." β
Seeing the beautiful clothes, she was naturally happy, picked up the evening clothes, and wanted to look at the price tag from the neckline, but she didn't find it, "It's expensive, right?" Is it rented? β
"Hey, hey, hey." Vic, who was trying on a new dress in front of the mirror, grinned, "I bought it, go and try it out." β
"I rarely have the opportunity to wear this kind of clothes now, so it's better to buy them than to rent them."
Cassidi is a little worried about her parents' money, and she knows that the treatment costs of her younger siblings have put the family under great financial pressure for the past two years.
"Don't bother, go change your clothes and makeup, quick! Today is a big day for my family. β
Mother urges Vic to tidy up her dress, "It seems a little small......
"What about my brothers and sisters?"
"I sent it to the nurse's house and asked her to help take care of it." The mother replied.
"Oh yes, APLUS said he wasn't going at night." Cassidy said to Vic.
"Fxxk, that NGer is always avoiding me now." Vic scolded.
"You hate him so much, why do you want me to ask him." Cassidy asked unhappily.
"What do children know?" Vic continued to look in the mirror nonchalantly.
She went back to her room, combed her hair, put on makeup, and was about to change into contact lenses, and when she was about to put on her contact lenses, she stopped in the air, and after thinking about it, she still chose to wear big ordinary glasses, and then changed into evening clothes and the expensive necklace that APLUS had given her before, and left the house with her parents and drove to the dinner party.
"Hey, Mr. Deputy Sheriff, how are you doing?"
When I arrived at the place, I just got out of the car, and I was about to hold my father's arm, when someone next to me laughed in a long voice.
"Uncle Sean." He saw the person who was coming, and greeted him with a very ladylike smile.
"Cassidy, you're getting prettier, why are you still wearing these old-fashioned glasses?" Sean seemed to remember something when he saw her, "Wait, you wait for me......"
He ran back to a beautiful new Dodge sports car, opened the trunk, and picked out a small one from a pile of packed gift boxes, "A gift for you, I brought it back from Hawaii, it's fun to have such a long paid vacation, Vic, don't tell me you didn't take the kids on vacation in this time." β
"Thank you, Uncle Sean."
She generously accepted the gift only to realize that her father was glaring at Sean viciously, "Uh...... I'm still ......" hands hung awkwardly in the air.
"Come over to me!"
Vic ignored the gifts, rushed over and grabbed Sean's arm, dragged him across the street into the corner, and asked in a suppressed low voice, "Do you know what you're doing!?" Well? β
"Hey, take it easy, Vic, it's nothing, I'm restrained......"
"What the did you tell me this is called restraint?!"
The quarrel between the two became quieter and quieter.
"Leave them alone, let's go in first." Vic had always been strict with his stalwart friends, and neither his mother nor her cared about him.
"Daddy got promoted?" She took the opportunity to ask, "Uncle Sean called him the deputy sheriff just now." β
"I'll announce it tonight, and he's the one who told me not to tell you yet."
The mother happily replied: "Yesterday he took me to the police station to see the small office prepared for him, the nameplate on the door is ready, there should be no more accidents, he has made so many achievements on the street, it is long overdue for his turn." β
Growing up, Cassidy remembered that there were no five or three rumors of promotion that her parents had said, and in the end she would always be yellowed for various reasons, but this time it was finally done, and she was happy for him, and she happily found a seat for the dinner party that had been arranged with her mother, which was in the first row.
"What's wrong? Vic. β
The mother noticed that something was not quite right with Vic when she returned, her brows furrowed, and her eyes were bloodshot.
"Don't ask about work."
Vic wasn't in the mood to explain more, so he scooped up the red wine on the table and poured half a glass, suffocating it in one gulp.
"On behalf of the police and firefighters of Cook County and the City of Chicago, I would like to thank Mr. APLUS for his generous donation, please ...... below"
Peter Frock pointed to Hamlin and asked the talented lawyer and spokesman to take the stage to speak.
The family of three waited anxiously until the Chicago police chief took the stage and read the opening remarks, "On the streets of Chicago, there is a police detective who has been on the front line of fighting against crime and organized crime, and he has been ...... for many years In the new year, he will serve as a ...... The Deputy Sergeant of the Police Station continues to fight side by side with us......"
The director complimented, "Vic, come up and say a few words to everyone." β
Vic, who was already flushed with alcohol, waved his hand to stand up amid the applause of his colleagues, and his popularity caused a burst of laughter, and then he leaned down triumphantly and kissed his wife and Cassidy on the cheek before pulling out the speech in his pocket and walking up to the stage to read the clichΓ©.
"He's Vic, the leader of the stormtrooper, one of the two black cops there."
At the round table in the corner of the back row of the dinner, two strange white faces, a man and a woman, sat two strange white faces, and the woman whispered to the man, "Wait a minute, do you want to find a chance to trick him?" β
"No hurry, no hurry, I'll observe first."
The man took a slight sip of wine.
"Excuse me, you two?" The local police officer at the table asked with some confusion, "I have never seen you before." β
"Oh, introduce yourself, Carl Lightman, FBI." The man smiled and held out his hand to the other.