After investing in 3DFX, Song Ya is not ready to throw money into the tech industry in '94, and now that the stall has been spread out big enough, he has to start worrying about the awards season early next year.

"Both the AMA and the Grammys should be shortlisted."

Linda reported that the AMA was shortlisted for two awards, the most popular male rhythm and blues singer, the contenders were BABYFACE and Prince Prince, and the most popular hip-hop singer, the contenders were Snoop Dogg and Warren G, all acquaintances except Prince.

For the Grammys, Dance My Life Soundtrack was shortlisted for Best Contemporary Rhythm & Blues Album, and Be What You want Be was shortlisted for Best Movie and TV Song. All have a chance to win prizes.

"What about Oscar? Be What You want to Be has a chance to be shortlisted for Best Original Song. Linda said.

"You can't get the prize, do you?" Song Ya asked.

"It's basically impossible, the prize is the Lion King and Elton John's." Linda replied, "But it's nice to be nominated, and being able to show up at the Oscars can give another shot in the arm for movie soundtrack sales." ”

"Okay, let's try it."

That song is too popular to get into the eyes of the Oscar judges, but Song Ya has a way, he plans to use Rick Rubin's trick to seek the Grammys and the legendary Harvey Weinstein to publicize the Oscars, "That friend of the old Larry, Stambulak Haven has some connections at the Oscars, let him provide some connections, get the addresses of the Oscar judges, and then ask the American Music Magazine to send a special supplement, with a Dance My Life Soundtrack CD, and some small gifts." ”

"Uh...... What a small gift? Linda was stunned.

"Don't you need a CD player to listen to CDs? No, the CD player is not very convenient, Sony's MD player is lighter, smaller, and more expensive, just replace the disc with a MiniCD. ”

"Is Stanbrak Tip going to do it?" Linda asked.

"It's time for them to give me something in return, old Larry kept making appointments in my life by dancing, but he dropped the sequel, and he dragged him to do some Fox Films' award-winning art film, so he said hello to me in advance......"

Hollywood likes to copy the path of success, if the old Larry doesn't run, the sequel director will definitely be his, but he doesn't seem to be satisfied with commercial films, he is inflated.

"Okay." Linda agreed.

The plane landed in Chicago, but the person who picked it up this time was a surprise.

"Mr. APLUS? Talk? ”

It was a large group of FBI in suits and leather shoes, and the middle-aged white agent in the lead was stopped by Old Mike and others, and his tone was not very polite.

"About what? Mr. Jovovich? ”

Song Ya thought it was still related to Mira's father's case, but unfortunately it wasn't.

"Do you know AK? You know that, right? Lori Jr.'s henchman. The agent asked.

"Uh...... Count as knowing. ”

Song Ya replied casually, "But I won't say anything more, no matter what the topic, I need to be accompanied by a lawyer to answer your questions." ”

"I understand, let's go to your lawyer together."

The detective was not accommodating this time, and he had the posture of accompanying him out of the airport.

"There are reporters waiting outside the airport." Linda reminded.

It's not very appropriate to appear in front of reporters with a large group of FBI, and I have the right not to cooperate with the FBI, but the FBI disgusts celebrities who need a public image to use a lot of means, "Fxxk." I had to curse and ask, "Is there anything I don't know?" He vaguely guessed in his heart that it had something to do with Sinaloa, the guy who had long claimed that he was going to kill AK and give the whistleblower the punishment he deserved.

"Don't you need a lawyer?" The other party asked rhetorically.

"Nonsense, of course it does." Song Ya couldn't help it, but fortunately Gulfstream 4 stopped at a small airport, "Call Goodman and Hamlin here." He commanded Linda.

"Come on." He let the agents into his private jet and "sit as you like." ”

The FBIs boarded the plane and sat in small and small seats, and some of the younger agents looked at the cabin furnishings with interest, "Linda, entertain me." Song Ya didn't pay attention to them anymore and focused on her own affairs.

"Okay" Linda took out champagne and whiskey from the wine cabinet, changed the coffee after being refused, and handed the phone over, "Yeremov." ”

"The screenwriter you're looking for, Kunes has found it, this person...... Uh, how do you say that? He has a bad reputation. ”

Yeremov reported: "In '82, he tried to sell the privacy of Catcher in the Rye author Salinger to the tabloids, and Salinger sued and lost the case, and in '92, he claimed that his script sold for the highest price in the industry of $1.2 million, but there was no film company working on that script at all...... I talked to him, and it didn't feel good, he always boasted about himself, and he lied a lot, and he was still the kind that could be debunked without much effort. ”

"But the name on the cat-and-mouse game script won't be fake, he was involved in writing the script back then, right?" Song Ya asked.

"Yes, that's right, but he's not honest, and while writing the script, he tried to get involved in the estate lawsuit of Bartlett, the owner of the adaptation rights, and he went to Johnny Carson through the script and desperately sold himself." Yeremov replied.

"Did he succeed?"

"How is that possible? Such a clumsy liar. Yeremov said.

"Liars write good liar stories, don't they? As long as his talent isn't fake, I'm not an FBI. After Song Ya finished speaking, she looked up and found a group of FBIs watching her, "I'm sorry, it was a compliment just now." He explained with a smile.

"What are you doing with the information of Bagnell?"

The leading agent just picked up the script scattered on the table and flipped through it, "I learned his case when I participated in the internal training of this person, and he made us a little embarrassed back then. ”

"I'm going to make a film about him."

"Shxt, Hollywood likes to tout liars and criminals."

"Uh......" Song Ya was embarrassed, "Didn't Abagnell cooperate with your FBI for a long time later?" He's reformed, isn't he? ”

"It's not as important as he bragged, but we did work together, but then he quickly packaged it as a legendary experience and bragged about it everywhere." The agent complained.

"Don't worry, your image in my movie is very positive, and in the end you also won, by the way, the crew may find you to cooperate when the movie is filmed." Song Ya said with a smile.

"I hope so."

The detective's face was not as serious as just now, and Song Ya could also feel that they had been observing themselves just now, "I have been in the business planes of many celebrities and rich people, and you are relatively simple here." "It's an office." ”

"This one? I rented this one, and you won't say that when the Gulfstream 4SP I ordered is delivered. ”

The two sides chatted harmoniously.

Waited until Goodman arrived, "Hamlin is on vacation, it's just me." HE HELD OUT HIS HAND TO THE AGENT, "HELLO, I'M MR. APLUS'S LAWYER, PLEASE DON'T HARASS MY CLIENT TOO MUCH." ”

"It's okay, Goodman." Song Ya waved his hand, exchanged opinions with Goodman in a low voice, and nodded, "You can start." ”

"Okay, I'll ask again, APLUS, do you know AK?"

The agent also took out a pen and paper and began to record.

"If you're referring to the AK next to little Lowry, then I'm sure I know." Song Ya said.

"Okay, do you know AK's enemy?" The agent continued, "Or do I put it another way, do you know what kind of enemy AK might have? ”

"I'm sorry, I've been in touch with little Lori for a long time, it's been a long, long time, if you know before you come, you know that our relationship is not good."

"Do you know that AK helped the prosecution point against Lowry Jr., Pablo and others, leading to their convictions?"

"I know a little bit, but I don't care much about the details."

"You know he's a whistleblower, right?"

Song Ya and Goodman looked at each other, and after receiving a hint of affirmation, they replied, "I've heard of it, but that's about it." ”

"My client is not a street singer, gentlemen." Goodman helped, "You'd better keep the question concise, Mr. APLUS is busy." ”

"Okay, I noticed that too."

The agent pointed to the scripts and smiled: "AK was shot the day before yesterday, after we changed him to a new identity, address and job. ”

“What？” Song Ya's heart tightened, Sinaloa really dared to think and dare to do it!

"Did you hear anything beforehand?" The other party asked.

"What can I hear? No, not at all. Song Ya said.

"Do you think 'The Executioner' is a hell bobtail? I know you've got a lot to do with this help, let's talk about it, start from the beginning......" the agent asked.

Goodman interrupted, "My client has spoken to you FBI many times before his client's previous street life, you can go back and look at the files." If it's still about that kind of thing, I'm going to stop the conversation. ”

"Okay." The agent shrugged and got up and walked to the cabin door, "AK died a terrible death, along with his mother, girlfriend, and two children......"

"The whole family?" Song Ya asked.

"Yes, the whole family." The FBI agent dropped the sentence and left with the people.

Sinaloa is crazy, Song Ya was about to call Lao Qiao immediately, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help it, the FBI was probably deliberately startling the snake.

Nancheng, Old Joe Music, "Taxi!" ”

Old Qiao, who was glued to a fake beard, was dressed in casual clothes, carrying a travel bag and looking around and out of the entrance of the building, "Airport, thank you." ”

The car started, he looked back at the neon sign where Lao Qiao's music went out, and involuntarily clenched the ticket and passport in his hand, muttering to himself, "I can't go back to jail Little APLUS, forgive me for ......"

“M-Fxxk！”

A thought popped through his mind, "Why the did I have a brain cramp to ask for coffee!?" Wouldn't it be nothing if Jamal poured a glass of wine casually!? ”