Chapter 172: Crisis Public Relations

At 9:25 p.m. on August 6, "Welcome back...... At 4 p.m., a woman claiming that her father had disappeared after being taken away by APLUS's bodyguards attracted media attention when she claimed to have disappeared downstairs at A+ Records, a well-known musician in Chicago. A+ Records then took the initiative to call the police, and at present, the woman has been taken away by the police for questioning. APLUS's private lawyer then issued a brief statement...... "

Song Ya's office was crowded with people, all staring intently at the TV, and the station sign in the picture was CBS.

Hamline Howard appears in front of the camera, with the building where A+ Records is located, and says unscripted: "Mr. APLUS is deeply sympathetic to Miss Fiona's plight and hopes that she will be reunited with her father as soon as possible." He has instructed his personal bodyguard to cooperate with the police in the investigation of the case, but reserves the right to pursue Miss Fiona's false accusations and may formally claim for defamation damages in the coming days......"

"You're very photogenic, Hamlin." Goodman quipped.

"Small scenes." Hamlyn Howard smiled.

"...... at 5 o'clock" news continued, "Several local police officers entered the A+ Records building to question APLUS's bodyguards, and at 5:40 a.m., the officers left, after which a spokesman for the local police station claimed that there was no evidence that the disappearance of the woman's father was related to APLUS's bodyguards." The case has come to an end for the time being, and this station will continue to follow up and report on this matter......"

The news scene ends with Frank Gallagher's headshot.

"This homeless man is at the peak of his life, and a face full of scoundrels appears in the wireless station covering the whole meter." Hayden turned off the TV.

Song Ya tilted his head towards Dilai and motioned, "Let's go out." Delay left with Al, Taraghi, and the others.

In addition to Hayden, Goodman, Hamlin, and Old Mike, there was a white man with a flower bow tie, Peter Flock's campaign manager, Eli.

"Thank you, Eli, I was a little overwhelmed that afternoon." Song Ya thanked him.

"Crises come as quickly as a rainstorm, don't they?" Eli laughed.

"Pouring rain ......"

Song Ya saw Frank Gallagher's daughter appear on the local TV live broadcast screen in the afternoon, and when he cried with tears, he really felt a little distracted, and he thought of Eli, who had a relationship, he was a well-known local crisis public relations and auxiliary election master, and Peter Flock, with his help, was also re-elected as the state attorney of Cook County not long ago.

Song Ya didn't want to wait for William Morris, who was slow, but immediately dialed Eli's phone, which was also a panic, but fortunately, the result was good.

"What do we do next?" He said to Eli, "We will all listen to you. ”

"First, the firefighting operation must be carried out through credible big media or public figures, just like CBS just now, you and your subordinates must never have any contact with tabloids and small TV stations!"

"Second, you fought back against SBK through racial discrimination, whose plan was quickly revoked! After being linked to a criminal case, all your actions to open up other battlefields of public opinion will be perceived by the public as an attempt to cover up the facts, don't leave anything to chance! ”

"Third, find the homeless man quickly! Only after we find him, or someone else finds him, does we have a chance to fight back. ”

"Fourth, we hope that the people who discredit you will seize this good opportunity to direct public attention to your relationship with the gang, which is exactly what we want! The more they hack, the more they will be done, and when the third point is reached, and then through proper media PR, the public will turn to support and sympathize with you. Believe me! APLUS。 ”

Eli raised his fingers and spoke in a sonorous tone, with great momentum.

Song Ya smiled bitterly: "So the key to everything is to find that homeless man?" ”

Old Mike, who was standing in the corner, was expressionless.

"You're not going to really take him?" Eli made a spatula motion around his neck.

"How could it be ......"

"Haha, I'm kidding, don't care." Eli patted Song Ya's arm.

Song Yacai will not tell him the inside story of this incident, this Jew's big eyes are rolling, as fine as a ghost, and the relationship with the state prosecutor and the local political circle is very good, and the timely statement of the police station spokesman is also operated by him, otherwise according to the usual efficiency of the police department, at least tomorrow no one will come forward to clarify, and the rhetoric of the speech will be more ambiguous.

"Okay, I'll go first if there's nothing to do, get a good night's sleep." Eli prepares to pick up his coat.

"Don't do anything?" Song Ya is still not at ease.

"Not for now, trust me, I'm a professional in crisis PR." Eli put on his coat and walked to the door, tiptoeing up and down, leaning forward slightly, and doing a very chic old-fashioned etiquette, "Good night." ”

"Then we'll go too." Goodman patted the papers in his hand.

It was a public relations service contract just signed by Song Ya and Eli, to be honest, it was not too expensive, Eli wanted to cooperate with Song Ya for a long time, and chose the model of renewing the contract every year, his public relations company is not large and professional after all.

"Okay, good night." Song Ya sent them away, came back to Old Mike's ear and said in a low voice: "Hurry up and find him, you are about to kill me!" ”

"Calm down, we're still in the run-in period, you won't be in trouble." Old Mike dropped his sentence and slowly paced out the door.

"This guy!"

Song Ya and the others left, and dialed Motura's phone again, "Thank you so much today, Mr. Motura." "If you want to put out the fire on the CBS station, you can only help through Motura.

"Don't worry about APLUS, focus on solving your problems." Motura said a word and hung up.

Song Ya knew that now these people were starting to wait and see, involving gangs? Which rapper doesn't have a gang, they can pretend not to know, but being involved in a disappearance case is another matter entirely, especially if you're at the center of the gossip maelstrom.

Taragi knocked on the door outside.

"What's the matter?" Song Ya was afraid that she would turn on the TV or something as soon as she came in.

"A South African female agent thanked you and said that the verdict in Miss Theron's mother's case has been handed down and she is acquitted." Taragi said.

"Oh, I see." Now he still has the leisure to care about this, "South Africans are quite efficient in handling cases." ”

"She also said that Miss Theron's mother wants to move out of South Africa, and you would otherwise help? Miss Theron is a model. ”

"Tell her the truth about the situation I'm facing, if she still insists on needing help...... You just say I will...... Do me a little favor, I'm still in a lot of trouble myself. ”

"Okay, I got it." Taragi pulled out another newspaper.

"OMG ......" Song Ya was so frightened that she retreated again and again.

"Don't be nervous, this is an evening newspaper in the direction of finance." Tarragi read: "The author heard a lot of reports about the singer APLUS Grande's stingy personality today, so I was interested in him, Grande is a master of accumulating money, as a financial magazine, so let's take a look at the speed of this singer's accumulation of money with a professional eye." ”

"According to the public information obtained from the inquiry, APLUS has three properties under its name, one in Chicago and two in Tribeca in Manhattan, with an estimated total value of nearly 10 million ......"

"Hack me again? Why don't I mention it when I have a mortgage of 4 million? I also spent ...... on renovations."

"Ahem, don't interrupt me." "It's not uncommon for celebrities to buy real estate, APLUS has several companies under its name, in addition to the two companies that manage his copyright and record business, he also owns an audio company with a share of five to seven percent synthesized sounds, a pedal manufacturing company, and all four companies are doing very well. One of the pedal manufacturing companies even owns its own land and factory in Sunnyvale, Silicon Valley, you know, the predecessor of this pedal company, Warren Brothers Synthesizers, was losing money year after year before it was acquired by APLUS! ”

"The actual value and profitability of the four companies is currently unknown, and if APLUS packages them now to go public, it is expected that there will be a lot of interest on Wall Street. Readers, please note that APLUS is only 16 years old, and he has only been in the music industry for a little more than a year, and he has not even released an album! To sum up, at least in terms of APLUS's ability to accumulate money, it is indeed qualified to say that he is like Grande......"

After Taragi finished reading, he crossed his waist with one hand, and raised his chest and flattered Song Ya, "Look at what I said above, I want to give you a baby...... You can live well in the next life just on alimony, right? ”

"No, I don't do this with my assistant, it's going to ruin our working relationship." Song Ya hurriedly refused, "You read so much, isn't this newspaper still hacking me in the end......"

"Huh?"