Chapter 67: The Middleman
Of course, Steven didn't know that Song Ya was going to recruit the MV heroine, he was calling for another thing.
"You know little Lori, right?" Steven seemed anxious, "Can you help me get in touch with his agent?" Right now! β
"Pablo?"
Song Yaxin said, didn't you guys secretly hook up your shoulders a long time ago? Why do you need me to get in touch?
"Yes, Pablo, his phone doesn't work, can you reach him through someone else? Others should be in New York. Before I do that, I'll tell you about the seriousness of the matter, when little Lowry and his men beat up my old friend's son at a nightclub in New York at half past seven in the evening. Now, it's almost one o'clock in the morning, and my old friend's son and his buddies are all over New York looking for little Lowry to get revenge, and they're armed with guns! β
Steven's tone was very serious, "Contact Pablo and ask him to call me immediately." β
Song Ya thought of Tony's safety, and felt a little fucked, but she couldn't ignore it, "Okay, I'll find a way to contact him, and you can also ask your old friend to restrain his son!" β
"Alas! Can old Jones manage his son and use me to look around for someone like this big night? Steven hung up.
Song Ya hurriedly dialed Pablo's mobile phone, but could not get through, and then called Lori's again, the phone was on but no one answered, so he could only call Tony, AK, and the 'silencer' pager.
Anxiously waited for more than ten minutes and no one answered the phone, thinking about looking for Lao Qiao, but he was afraid that the phone would be busy and affect Tony's callback, and he was entangled, and the phone rang.
"My dear brother, what's wrong with you? SERIAL CALL US? Tony's drunken voice came over, and the music was loud in the background, either in a nightclub or a stripping bar.
"What about Pablo? Why can't I get through on my phone? β
"My phone is out of battery."
"Where's little Lowry?"
"Little Lowry is busy, hehe."
Hearing Tony's lewd laughter, Song Ya knew that little Lowry must be busy on the woman's belly, "Let Pablo talk to me." β
"What? He's in the hotel, he's not with us, and he should go to bed early. β
Song Ya didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, "You guys leave the place where you stayed immediately, go back to the hotel, wake up Pablo, and ask him to call Steven or me!" β
"Hehe, don't worry, say slowly, little Lori is not finished yet." Tony was still smiling.
Song Ya had no choice but to ask him, "Did you beat someone today?" β
"Huh? How do you know? We've wanted to teach that fluctuating kid a lesson for a long time, count him unlucky, we ran into him in a nightclub, and I went up and punched, punched, haha! Knocked down ...... on the spot"
"My brother!"
Song Ya was so angry that she almost collapsed, "Now that fluctuating kid is looking for you all over the world with his brothers and guns!" You guys go! Go back to the hotel! β
"Let him come, the gun who did not ......"
"Tony!"
Song Ya roared: "I'm not an outsider, you don't have to force your face in front of me!" I know you my brother, you are a smart man and should know how to make choices! β
Tony was silent for a few seconds, "Okay, let's go back to the hotel." β
"Stay connected with Lori's phone!"
"Got it, got it." Tony hung up.
A few minutes later, the phone rang, "We're in the car, and we haven't seen the Wave Boys yet." Tony said.
"What the hell is going on!?" Song Ya breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Can you say that?" Tony asked Little Lowry on the other end, and he should have received a positive answer, before continuing: "This wave kid is the person who fought with Little Lowry in Baltimore last time, at that time we thought he was an unknown junior, and after getting acquainted with New York, we learned that he was the son of the well-known jazz musician Olu Jones, who was already well-known in the Queens rap circle when he was a teenager, and that time he was instructed to pretend to be a little man to go to Baltimore to snipe Little Lowry." At night in a nightclub, we bumped into him by chance, and we didn't agree with him, so we taught him a lesson. β
"Didn't cause any serious injuries, did you?" Song Ya remembered that it was the time when Little Lori was almost cried on stage, which was very embarrassing.
"We're measured."
The phone they had had had been not far from the hotel, and upon arriving safely, the phone was handed over to Pablo.
Songya asks him to contact Steven, and Pablo agrees.
HALF AN HOUR LATER, PABLO'S PHONE CALLED AGAIN, "UH, APLUS, THIS TIME WE NEED YOU TO BE A MIDDLEMAN, YOU GO TO THE FLUCTUATING BOY'S FATHER AND STEEVEN AND TELL THEM THAT......"
"Why don't you go yourself?" Song Yacai will not be instructed by him.
"Hey, I'm going to talk about it and it's all over, this time it's serious, Wave Kid is messing around with Rakim's producers, Rakim, do you know?"
"Seems like an old-timer in the rap world? The results of this year's album are average, but the outside world is very high. β
"Yes, in addition to being a rapper, Rakim is also a member of the 'One in Five Nations,' and there are some forces in New York, and I don't want to get into trouble with them." Pablo gave a brief introduction to the country of the fifth.
During the apartheid era, blacks turned to the Green Church in order to fight against the white-labeled Christianity, and the traditions brought by the black North Africans, the most famous of which was the boxing champion Ali. To put it bluntly, One-fifth of the Nation is one of the dynamic organizations of this black and green group, and Song Ya subconsciously feels uncomfortable.
"You're the most suitable middleman, go to Steve, you're smart enough, and the face of the songwriter with two more platinum songwriters can also make Rakim respect enough to let old Jones and Rakim restrain the Wave Boy, let's make a truce." We're both at fault for this, Baltimore, the Wave Kid must be doing something for the MCA, and Rakim is the MCA's guys, and they want to snipe the release of Lowry's album, and then pretend to be a good guy to take down our album and take the release of your second-hand store. Didn't you also have a little misunderstanding with the black music scene in New York? Steve, Jones and Rakim, both of them have a good influence in the black music scene in New York, go talk to them. β
As long as it doesn't involve the evaluation of Lowry Jr., Pablo is a very calm and persuasive person, "Remember, they are afraid of us too, GD (Gangster Gospel) is stronger than all the black gangs in New York, I just called the big guy and he supports us." β
"Pablo, stop letting little Lowry make trouble, stop putting Tony in danger!" Song Ya solemnly warned.
"Tony did it first." Pablo's words made him lose his temper.
At three o'clock in the morning, Song Ya hurriedly went out and took a taxi to a remote fried chicken restaurant in Queens.
was searched at the door, and after entering, except for Steve and the old black man beside him, the others were young people in street clothes, about a dozen, and the small shop was almost full.
"Introduction, APLUS......"
Steve introduced Songya to them, and he pointed to the old black man next to him, "Old Jones." "Then he pointed to a black man in his twenties with a white turban pressed against his baseball cap," Rakim. Finally, he pointed to a young man with a blue nose and swollen face, "Nasir, that is, the Wave Boy." β
"Yo......" Song Ya tried her best to stay relaxed under the gaze of a dozen pairs of eyes, and greeted them separately in a street tone.
The wave boy's eyes really flashed with a fierce light like he was going to eat people, and he ignored him, but the other two were friendly.
"A truce, right? Call it a day? Song Ya didn't bother to find a place to sit, so she directly showed her intentions.
"Never!" The Wave Kid responded viciously.
"You little bastard! Who do you think you are!? Old Jones was so angry that he scolded, "Do you want to go to prison for the rest of your life?!" How did I give birth to this ...... of you?"
Steve was on the side to persuade him to stop.
"I'll make it clear, we're both at fault in this matter, right? RakimοΌ Song Ya looked at Rakim.
"I know you've been in the limelight lately, APLUS, signed with Columbia, right?" Rakim grinned, "Second-hand shop, to De Klerk, hehe, if it weren't for the achievements of those two songs, you wouldn't have been able to get out of this door if you talked to me like this." β
One of his attendants pulled out a gun and slapped it on the table.
βRakimοΌβ Steven snorted.
Rakim tilted his head and asked the younger brother to put the gun back.
Song Ya gave Pablo's mother X in her heart, but she also knew that she must not be cowardly at this time, "MCA, Baltimore." He exposed the last holiday, "Isn't it right for me to say that both sides are at fault?" β
"So what? My little brother is not for nothing. Rakim didn't mean to deny it, and he snorted at Nunu, the wave boy.
"I'm here for the good of the Wave Boy." Song Ya said what Pablo had confessed, "Little Lowry was not sniped as a fool for nothing, his father, who used to be the leader of GD, died in a gang war, and the bosses of GD take good care of him, if you don't change your attention tonight, the gunmen over there will set off from Chicago in the morning, and I never tell lies." β
"Nasir......" Old Jones's tone trembled.
"Don't embarrass me, Dad." The Wave Kid is still there.
βRakimοΌβ Steve stared at Rakim.
"Whew......" Rakim let out a long exhale, reaching under his turban and scratching it.
"Let it all pass, okay?"
Song Ya seized the opportunity and began to flicker: "We help each other, there will be more opportunities for cooperation in the future, you are in New York, we are in Chicago, to put it snobly, as long as we cooperate, the record can sell a few more......"