Being star-studded at Escuber's house, and being treated politely but coldly and even slightly mockingly at this party, Song Ya knows that this is closely related to his current strength, in front of most black actors and singers, he is an absolutely successful person, and in front of real industry bigwigs......

Where is this......

"You're more watched today than old Mike." In the car back to the hotel, he complained to Donovan.

"The CAA guys in the party are a bit doha." Donovan did not shy away from his true motives, he knew that the young singer in front of him was very shrewd and not easy to hide, "Uh, APLUS, we should talk about the contract renewal." He said: "In the past four years, we have worked together, and your career has developed rapidly. ”

"Yes." In general, Song Ya is still willing to continue to cooperate, he has a great opinion on William Morris in the first year, but the cooperation in the next three years is generally pleasant, especially after CAA has become bigger, in recent years, it has become a bit of a big bully, and there are frequent disagreements with its stars, and some celebrities complain that they even have to take care of eating and going to the toilet, and controlling the interaction with their girlfriends and family members is considered a normal operation.

And William Morris, especially Hayden, is in an absolute weakness to himself, and can have a lot less such.

"So?"

"I have a plan, Donovan, you know mine." The main reason is that he plans to compete with Motula in the future, and he knows that his brokerage contract is a good bargaining chip to pull helpers, such as MJ's agent Sandy Gren, so he can't agree to Donovan for the time being.

"Well, you always have a plan." Donovan had no choice but to leave the topic behind, "Is there anything you need lately?" ”

"Yes, I lack an assistant, and A+ Records also lacks a manager." "Taragi is becoming more and more interested in acting, she goes to Ivana every day for classes, and Yeremov also needs to help me keep an eye on Hollywood, and a dance of my life will take up nearly a year of their time," Song Ya said. I don't have time to re-mingle with the new hands, let alone a young man like Tarragi who could be seduced by other temptations at any time, these two positions should be concentrated in one person, preferably a woman, who can stay with me for a long time, and have some connections of her own in the circle. ”

"Coincidentally, there's a candidate."

Donovan said, "You saw MC Hammer at Ascubber's house yesterday, didn't you?" ”

"Yes."

"MC hammer has a manager on the record label, Linda McCall, the wife of the out-of-fashion black singer Louis McCall, who is a very capable black woman." Nodovan said: "I feel that it will suit you very well, and my mouth is strict." ”

"Very capable? But MC Hammer is about to go bankrupt. Song Ya was not at ease.

"MC Hammer is spending money in a different way, he will go bankrupt sooner or later, it's none of Linda's business." Donovan said, "Why don't I arrange for you two to meet?" ”

"Okay." Song Ya nodded and agreed, the days without an assistant were really difficult, and I didn't feel that I was busy with my studies before.

The next day, Donovan called Linda to William Morris headquarters.

"Any more requirements? Linda. ”

After chatting, Song Ya was very satisfied with this black woman in her thirties, with an ordinary appearance, a figure already approaching Aunt Bucket, always wearing glasses, looking inconspicuous but quick-thinking, and talking in an orderly manner. Her qualifications are also very good, she has helped MC Hammer since 90, and has rushed that guy's music career to the peak, and she has a very good reputation in the circle. Although her husband is out of fashion, he still has connections in the black music industry, and in recent years, he has helped singer Keith Martin develop his career, and now he has also transformed into a promotion manager, singer agency and other affairs.

"Give me some time to take care of the rest of my business with MC Hammer." The arrival of a new employer, APLUS, was more like pie in the sky for Linda McCall, and MC Hammer's bankruptcy left her unlucky, and she didn't expect to find such a good next job.

"What's the trouble with him?" Song Ya asked.

"It's none of my business, I'm doing my best to him." Linda said, "Why don't you go with me?" ”

"Where are you going?"

"MC Hammer's mansion."

Song Ya agreed, he was very interested in how MC Hammer lost tens of millions of net worth in two years.

The group drove to his estate mansion in Los Angeles, and as they entered, they saw a beautiful white racehorse being led into a special transport vehicle.

“Lite Light！”

Linda seemed to have a deep affection for the horse, "Oh my gosh, he sold the Lite Light too!" She said sadly, covering her mouth.

"Do you have feelings?" Song Ya asked.

"She's won a lot of fights, MC Hammer likes her, we all love it."

It should be a mare, it seems that MC Hammer's thoroughbred team is also finished, and on the way past a large empty stable, there is only a black male cleaner forking the grass, "Linda, you didn't come at the right time, he was drunk." The man saw Linda in the car.

"I'm here to say goodbye." Old Mike stopped the car, and Linda led Song Ya down.

"Damn, then I'm not going to do it." The man dropped the pitchfork, "There's not a horse here anyway, did you just see Lite Light?" ”

"Yes, at the door." Linda replied.

"Good times are always short-lived, aren't they?" This cleaner is quite poetic.

"This kind of good life is not enough to burn." Linda replied and said goodbye to him, and the few people slowly spread out to the door of the villa in the beautiful green grassy manor, and Song Ya saw MC Hammer drunk on the chaise longue by the pool, surrounded by a large group of white people in suits and leather shoes.

"Please sign this paper, and this." The other party stuffed him with a pen and kept asking him to sign the document, but he didn't look at it at all, and signed it casually.

Linda went over and snatched the pen from MC Hammer's hand, "Don't sign anything in this state!" She yelled at MC Hammer.

"Linda? Fxxk！ I'm done...... I'm done......" he said with tears in his face, "I'm at the end of my rope." ”

"Mr. Hammer, I've just identified that a lot of your cellar is fake, and it's not worth the previous bid."

At this moment an old man came out of the villa, followed by some workers, whose small cart had wooden wine shelves full of red wine bottles.

"That'...... How much is that worth? MC Hammer asked.

"About 250,000 dollars." The old man replied.

“Fxxk！ I spent millions to fill that cellar! MC Hammer yelled and tried to stand up, but fell off the recliner and tossed on the ground for a long time without getting up.

"I said you believed that liar who sells alcohol!" Linda saw that he was angry and pitiful, and yelled.

Song Ya helped him up, "A...... APLUS？ Are you here...... Did you come to see my jokes? He forced his drunken eyes and leaned up and down in front of Song Ya's face, and it took him a long time to recognize him.

"Linda will work for me in the future." Song Ya saw that there was water and a cup next to the recliner, poured a glass of water for him, and glanced at the documents in the hands of the people in suits around him, all of which were mortgages and resale documents of fixed assets, and they seemed to be from the bank.

"Mr. Hammer, you must sign these documents today...... said one of the leading white women.

"Fxxk, you all betrayed me, Linda, you bought a big house with me and helped your husband open an art management company......"

MC Hammer poured water on his head, sobered up a bit, and ignored the men, "You've all made a fortune on me. ”

"We're rich, but what about you!? You earn countless times more than ours! Where is your wealth? Linda yelled at him, "The horses? Wine? Cart? By the way, where's your car!? ”

She ran to the garage and took a turn, "Where's that Ferrari again?" I saw it here yesterday! ”

"Uh, I see, I seem to be ......" MC Hammer shook his head and recalled, he couldn't say clearly for a long time, but he shook the water on his head Song Ya.

"He threw the key to Iago." The cleaner from the stables followed, helping to answer.

"Go find Igo and come back! He's just one of your cousin's henchmen! Linda took out the phone on the table and stuffed it into his hand, "And the things you gave to your cousins and uncles, all of them have to be returned, which adds up to a lot of money!" ”

"I gave it to him, okay? It's a shame to have something sent out to come back. MC Hammer replied.

"You're bankrupt, don't you know you're already losing all the time?" Linda said, "Go and come back!" That car can make you lose a lot of money less, at times like these! What about them? They should all be there for you to help now! She ran up to the bankers and pulled a document back from them, "Keep these valuable investments!" With a car, wine, a TV station and even a house! ”

"Fxxk, let me die!" MC Hammer scooped up the bottle and began to pour it again.

A smile appeared on the faces of the bankers around him, "Linda, give it back to me, he has to sign these documents today, okay?" The man stretched out his hand and begged.

Song Ya felt that MC Hammer's body was slipping down, and she didn't bother to help him, so she threw him back into the recliner, "Linda, you can't help anymore." ”

Linda had no choice but to return the papers, looking at MC Hammer, who was drunk and muddy again, disappointed, "Let's go, APLUS." ”

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