"Why didn't you see the maid?" Getting in the car, Song Ya asked Linda, "Didn't the media say that there are more than 100 servants here?" ”

"It's just an exaggerated rumor, like fifteen cars when you travel."

Linda replied: "Most of them have been dismissed, and the total number is indeed more than 100 at the peak, but it is not all crammed here, horse farms, holiday villas, etc., all need manpower......

"Horse farm? Isn't that the stable we just saw? Song Ya asked.

"This is only part of the story, horse racing is a very professional and expensive sport, and top stallions, jockeys, breeders, trainers are all very expensive......," Linda replied.

"What about the tournament prize?"

"Hehe......" Linda smiled, "the prize is not enough for a fraction of what he loses on a horse." ”

"Then why is he playing this?"

"He said he was going to play the sports that the white aristocracy played, horse racing, fox hunting or whatever, like the British royal family."

The car drove out of the manor, Song Ya glanced back, this kind of mentality is very common among blacks, when there is no money, they scoff at those movements that white people think are aristocratic, once developed, they are very keen to spend a lot of money to enter, and they can't wait to immediately wash themselves into the so-called high-ranking people.

"Then no one is to blame for his bankruptcy." Song Ya said.

"Well, in fact, he didn't put all his money into the water, this villa, as well as some fixed assets and luxury goods, have made money, and even that TV station has development opportunities. Uh......"

Linda hesitated for a moment and said: "APLUS, you are now my employer, although it may be a bit presumptuous to do so, but I still hope that you can help him accept some of his high-quality assets, so as not to be recovered by the bank with an ultra-low mortgage price." That way you have money to make, and I can help him with one last handful before leaving. ”

"I don't want to have anything to do with him, I don't want to mix with this kind of little bargain, and I don't want to be said to be robbing while I'm taking advantage of the fire, and he won't necessarily thank me in the future, although I bid higher than the bank."

Song Ya diverted the conversation, "What do you mean when you say that his TV station has a development opportunity?" ”

"Recently, digital TV has been developing greatly, you know, what kind of new synchronous satellites or something, cable TV giants, such as TCI's John Malone in order to cope with the new competition, in order to engage subscribers to buy 500 units at a time and other means, in order to enrich channel resources, now some local small and medium-sized TV stations have also received good offers." Linda said.

"John Malone, the same John Malone who gave Roberto Johnson's BET resources?"

"Yes, people call him the godfather of cable TV."

Song Ya thought for a while: "Forget it, even if you buy me, I won't get involved in another black singer's industry, I can understand the mentality that you want to help him one last time before leaving, but you'd better consider the problem from now on with all your heart and soul from the position of my interests, otherwise I will fire you mercilessly." ”

"Okay, sorry APLUS." Linda hurriedly apologized: "I have to say that you are much smarter and more disciplined than him as rumored." Well, whatever he is, then what is my first task? ”

"It's too early to talk about this, you go to Chicago to meet my lawyer Goodman, do a routine legal and physical examination, sign a non-disclosure agreement that may be a bit harsh, and then you come back here." Song Ya smiled at her: "It's all a routine procedure, don't worry too much." ”

"Okay...... Linda snapped, "all right." ”

Break up with Linda, who is returning home and preparing to leave for Chicago, and return to the hotel, where Tarragi is already waiting, "I heard you got a new assistant?" She asked.

"Not only as an assistant, but Linda will also share part of Yeremov's work in the record company." Song Ya knew what she was nervous about, "I need people around me, and I can't miss a moment." ”

"But if I can't get a role...... Mr. Taraghi said.

"You can't have both sides of the good to take advantage of Taraji. I persuaded you when you insisted on acting, remember? Song Ya sat down and began to deal with the backlog of documents, "Don't worry, if you are willing to come back to help me, the position of assistant is still yours." ”

"You're so ruthless APLUS." Taraghi complained.

"I'll just take it as a compliment." Called Goodman to talk about Linda's employment, and asked about the business progress of several of its companies, Song Ya carefully read the Palm company report, picked up the phone book, found Jeffrey Hawkins's number and dialed it, "Our PDA products will be available in August, right?" Won't change again? I met Steve Jobs yesterday...... Which Jobs? Steve Jobs, who founded Apple, asked us to send a sample to his Pixar animation studio when our products were launched, and you can ask for the address. ”

"UH, APLUS, OUR PRODUCT MAY NOT BE MASS-PRODUCED, EVEN APPLE'S PDA HAS FAILED, SO ......" Jeffrey Hawkins said in a slurred.

"Are you serious?" Song Ya immediately changed his tone: "So my investment is going to be wasted, right?" ”

"Nope! No, it won't! Jeffrey Hawkins hastened to argue, "Our hardware product may fail, but the company can survive......"

"How to maintain it? Have a Series B investor interested? Or do you want to ask me for money again? ”

"No, it won't ......"

"Hah!" Song Ya sneered.

"yes, the operating system and the range of software that we've developed for PDAs are interested in a lot of companies, and they're uh...... They were willing to entrust us with writing dedicated software for their hardware devices, so ...... You don't have to worry about the income from the company's afloat operations. ”

"Jeffrey, let's make it clear that I'll go to Silicon Valley in a few days to see the PDA prototype, and I'll bring the finance staff and ask them to help me see where you're spending my money."

"Okay, okay, we've been spending money carefully, don't worry."

"Won't I find out about executive vacation bills or anything like that?"

"No, uh, there are some, but that's a normal employee benefit! Good...... That's it, I'm waiting for you in Sunnyvale. ”

Jeffrey Hawkins hung up the phone in a low voice.

“Fxxk！” He slammed the microphone back, and it looked like his investment in PDAs was going to be wiped out, Apple's stock plummeted, and Palm's product prospects were bleak.

"You're going to Silicon Valley? But these days are a critical period for the second round of auditions. Taraghi, who was standing next to him and hearing all this, asked.

"I won't delay things, and I can arrange the itinerary myself." Song Ya raised the notebook in his hand to record the itinerary towards him, "So how are you doing in your acting class?" ”

"Well, Amy got into a fight with Charlis, who came to class." Taragi offered to help clean up, "It's almost time to fight." ”

"But I've heard part of the reason is that you're on the sidelines." Song Ya said as she looked at Taragi, who was helping to clean up the table. As the one who pays, Ivana Chabcock, of course, will give him a small report.

"Yes, that South African girl was too much, you know? She also used Amy's friendship to call her to find out about the script and casting plan, which is really a blue pool. Taraji complained.

"Really? But I don't think you want to see that girl get the heroine, right? There is a height difference between you and her, and it is even more dangerous for her to get the heroine and your own second daughter. Song Ya punctured her careful thoughts, "So you deliberately exacerbated the conflict between her and Amy, and you are also doing a very good thing." ”

"I don't know why, under the competitive pressure of Hollywood, people will become more and more blue unconsciously, you don't know, even the small acting class is like the Sultan's harem, women fight back and forth openly and secretly......"

Taraji sighed, "You're still going to support Amy, right?"

"Of course."

Song Ya propped up her chin, looked at the night view of Los Angeles outside the window, and muttered, "Of course ......"