Chapter 136: High Society
"Does this old woman live in the nineteenth century!?"
The exchange between the two sides broke up unhappily, and Song Ya slammed the door and got into the car in a huff, "Who does she think she is, the Queen of England?" What's the upper class, why didn't he just buy the magazine and play it himself, I think she can afford it completely. ”
Hayden was just inside trying to listen to the other party's conditions, but the old woman's words made Song Ya angry, she said that this magazine is equivalent to a pass to the 'high society', Litman has long been qualified, and now he is only paying a symbolic price to buy tickets, and Song Ya's bidding will make this social event that was as tacit and elegant as a nobleman's award full of copper smell.
She persuaded Song Ya to retreat in the face of difficulties, and she would not give anything good!
"What about the demeanor of the old money? That old woman can't even speak tactfully! Song Ya scolded.
"There's no need to be tactful when no one else is present."
Hayden started the car, "Maybe we're really thinking things simple, why don't we ask someone from 'high society' first?" ”
"Who?"
"Uh...... Does Motura count? ”
"No, Mariah Carey is crying, he certainly doesn't have the heart to answer such a stupid question about me right now."
Song Ya flipped through the address book, found the phone number of Quincy Jones, the biggest card, and called it.
"Hahaha......"
Quincy Jones laughed when he heard his description, "You're going to buy America Music Magazine?" Why did you get this in mind? ”
"I didn't really want to buy it, so I heard the news and asked for the price! That's all! Song Ya said helplessly.
"The readership of that magazine was a ...... Let's call them high society, they will definitely order it, but they will not necessarily read it, and it is absolutely unimaginable for a sixteen-year-old black hip-hop singer to own that magazine. Ms. Fleming was right, Littleman was eligible to buy it, you didn't, and if you forced the bid, it would just make Littleman bleed a little more and make the scene ugly. It's a lose-lose situation for you, offending the tycoons like Littleman and offending the readership behind the magazine, many of whom are well-known writers, artists, music critics, film critics, and the self-proclaimed old money class, who are also judges for Grammys, Oscars, Emmys, and Tony Awards......"
Quincy Jones said, "Even if you get your hands on it, do you have the restraint to be as objective as Ms. Fleming has been for more than twenty years, not influencing the readership behind the magazine? You know, they have a lot of energy......"
"yes, they're all upper-class, and they can't even afford a niche magazine." Song Ya said angrily.
"Hahaha......"
Quincy Jones laughed maniacally, "That's two different things, kid, you'll understand later." ”
"Well, I'm sorry Mr. Jones, I was so angry that I was angry that I was a little inappropriate." Song Ya gradually calmed down.
"It's okay, there's a long way to go to improve our status, and a lot of black artists have been similarly angry, so we have a soul train art award, and we have the final say, and the white people play with it, haha......" Quincy Jones laughed, "But Ms. Fleming is a bit too much to talk to you like that, you have to get some benefits from her." ”
"She said it didn't ...... good"
“BULLSHXT! Without such a thing, when did the rapper become a good boy? Have you had six of your books published? ”
"Uh...... I do the math, the second-hand shop, to De Klerk, IFeelItmberThereStateofItStill exactly six, and soon there will be a 'trumpet'. ”
"That's qualifying, let Ms. Fleming help you get your membership in the National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences (NARAS), she can do it, and you'll be a Grammy Judge when you join NARAS, just like us." Quincy Jones said, "Isn't she really afraid of you bidding?" Otherwise, how could I be in such a hurry to find you. ”
"I see, thank you very much, Mr. Jones." Song Ya hung up the phone, "Hayden, go back and visit Ms. Fleming alone again and tell her ......"
Magazines can't be bought, and it seems good to get a Grammy judge......
"So where are we going now? Back to the hotel? Hayden asked.
"Hotel ......"
Song Yaqian didn't spend it, and thought about buying a house, "Let's go to Tribeca, I'll take a look at the environment there." ”
The Tribeca neighborhood that appears in the lyrics of EmpireStateofMind doesn't have much to like about Song Ya now, and the streets are lined with buildings that are some years old, usually around five to ten floors, and the shops on the first floor of the street are relatively high, and the upper floors are used as apartment buildings.
"Do you have a map?"
Hayden retrieved a map of New York from the storage compartment in his car.
"Let's go around again......" Song Ya circled around Tribeca, took a pen and circled a few barely satisfactory lots, and handed them to Hayden, "Find a local real estate agent to help me keep an eye on it." ”
Back at the hotel in the evening, Hayden made several phone calls and didn't find out what happened to Mariah Carey, but it shouldn't be a big deal, and when Song Ya went to the rehearsal room the next day, Mariah Carey had already returned to normal, but she was a little in a trance.
Song Ya asked two sentences, the other party didn't want to say, he could only give up, anyway, the rehearsal didn't need to be in a good state, and the performance of the two did not dance, so it was a tacit understanding of how to move when the time came, and then practice with the pianist and musicians.
The two also re-enacted a scene and dialogue recorded in the studio recording of EmpireStateofMind according to the script set by Sony Columbia, which was also not difficult, and the two talked and laughed easily.
"Can you adjust then? Miss Kelly? ”
Before leaving, Song Ya was a little worried about the performance effect at the awards party.
"yes, you'd better worry about yourself." Mariah Carey fought back with a grin.
"Then we'll see you then."
"Bye~"
There is still some time before the Billboard Awards Gala, and Song Ya plans to return to Chicago first.
While waiting for a flight at the airport, Hayden came over with a tabloid focused on entertainment gossip, "Several things happened at once. He said.
"How?"
Song Ya took the tabloid, and the front page was a big portrait of Jenny Jackson, and the headline was a sensational text, 'It's set! Jenny Jackson landed on Viking Records, and the estimated signing fee is as high as 50 million dollars! ’
"How much!?"
The figure of 50 million calmed Song Ya, and it was only when you looked carefully at the text of the news that it was an estimated number, but the minimum was 32 million dollars, which was definitely the most expensive signing fee in history, and this five-year contract made her the 'most valuable' singer in the world today.
"Poor Daniel, SBK still lost to that hippie rich man in England, and DIVA's dream is shattered." Song Ya was sad for Daniel for a second and turned to the inside page of the newspaper.
'Atlantic record singer Lowry Jr. is causing trouble again! A street brawl with an uptown record intern employee, and one person was arrested. ’
“FXXK!”
Song Ya saw the accompanying picture, the 'silencer' was swinging his fist at a young black man lying on the ground, and the little Lori next to him bent down and opened his mouth to curse something at the other party, and AK pulled him from behind.
Then in the second picture, the 'silencer' was brought to the police car......
Luckily, Tony isn't seen in the picture, and he's supposed to be reporting to the probation commissioner in Chicago.
Well, Song Yachai can also guess that the 'silencer' definitely drew the No. 2 lottery last time, and became the No. 2 unlucky egg after Tony.
He had made up his mind to leave them alone and didn't bother to call Tony on the phone.
There's a good thing about this kind of tabloid, it's very big, and one piece of news fills a page, and he turns another page, 'Talent is really inherited!' NEW DIVA MARIA KELLY'S SISTER WAS DISCOVERED, AND SHE ALSO HAS A GOOD SINGING VOICE. ’
The picture is a young woman who looks a little like Mariah Carey, I don't know if it's intentional, even the hairstyle is the same fluffy curls, holding a microphone in her hand, and singing with her mouth open.