Chapter 135 Upper East Side

"What is this for?"

Song Ya saw Roberto Clivell entering the door followed by a three-person film crew, one of them stepped forward and put the light meter next to his face, and the one carrying the camera pointed at him and started shooting directly.

"We are going to make a short video, and we will record the daily clips of you and Miss Kelly rehearsing and recording Empire State of Mind, which will be used in the promotion of the two versions of this song in the future."

Roberto Clivell smiled and handed Song Ya an authorization document, "There is no script yet, do your own thing first, and don't look at the camera, in short, just forget their existence, what to do. Of course, Be mindful of your words, actions and public image at all times."

Song Ya took a look at the document, it was about the rehearsal these days, there will be a film crew following the filming, and the authorized video will be used for the short film "Mariah Carey and Aplus's chemical reaction". It works to your advantage.

"No problem." Hayden also finished reading the document, "Always pay attention to the green light on the camera, and avoid the camera when making phone calls or private chats." He reminded.

Song Ya took out a pen and signed his name.

"Okay, then let's go, Miss Kelly is very short on time, she still has a new album promotion to go."

Roberto Clivell led the way first, "Congratulations on getting number one on the bulletin board, aplus."

Song Ya followed: "Thank you, it's all thanks to you and..."

"Hmm." Roberto Clivell interrupted him, gesturing to the camera behind the two of them.

When promoting singers, they will try to play down the influence of the record company and powerful people in the record industry behind them, and focus on the audience's attention on the singer himself and the songs, which is beneficial to both the individual and the company.

"It's okay, let's re-record it again." The cameraman said.

"Congratulations on getting number one on the billboard, aplus, how do you feel?"

"Thanks, Roberto, unbelievable, you know? I have only one word on my mind right now, unbelievable, lol."

The two talked and laughed and entered the elevator, standing on one side, and the camera crew and Hayden squeezed into the other half with equipment like sardine cans, so as to ensure that only the scene of the two casually chatting appeared in the camera.

"Huh? Wait, don't shoot yet."

Come outside the door of the rehearsal venue,

About four or five people were gathering there and chatting quietly, the atmosphere was a little abnormal, Roberto Clivell hurriedly stopped the camera crew, "What's going on?" he asked loudly.

Someone rushed inside and nunuzui.

Song Ya followed him into the rehearsal venue. Mariah Carey was sitting on the sofa for rest, lowering her head and wiping her eyes with a tissue. People walk up and down.

The Steinway piano and musical instruments in the center of the venue were quietly placed, and the pianist and musicians should be those outside.

"Uh, Roberto, aplus..." Walter saw the two of them, and greeted them and said, "Miss Kelly is a little unwell today, let's suspend the rehearsal for a day."

Roberto pointed to his watch, indicating that time was running out.

"I know, stop for a day." Walter insisted.

Everyone was on vacation on the spot, and Song Ya gave Roberto Clivell the demo of "Trumpet" and the nas rap clips recorded during the promotional trip, and asked him to take it back to study the single release strategy and whether to sign a contract with nas.

"Suddenly one day of vacation, I don't know what to do."

He and Hayden stepped out of the record headquarters, "Help find out what happened to Mariah Carey. According to her personality, if she quarrels with Motura, she shouldn't delay the rehearsal."

"Understood." Hayden agreed, and said with a smile: "You should also take a good rest. Since I met you, I feel that you have always been busy."

"Oh, I can't help it, there seems to be something I can't finish..."

The reporters here are not as close to Song Ya as they are in Los Angeles. When he picks up his phone, there is no one to date. Fergie is in Atlanta, Mira is in Los Angeles, and Halle is also in Los Angeles. She has found a supporting role in the popular action. Actor Bruce Willie's big-budget new movie doesn't have many roles. She said it's a vase role, but it's very good. It's already joined the group, and the movie is scheduled for the end of this year.

"Looks like you don't need my help, Harry."

Song Ya smiled and shook her head. It is very rare for a black actress to play a vase in a major mainstream production. Although she is of mixed race, it at least shows that Hollywood's aesthetics accept her. Bruce Willie's two Die Hard films have brought Fox Films more than 300 million global box office. They are a very terrifying human-shaped money printing machine.

Acquaintances in New York...

Nas has not yet signed a contract, and Song Ya doesn't want to contact him for the time being, let alone Lowry.

He was staring at the phone in a daze when suddenly Hayden's phone rang first.

"Well……"

Hayden answered the phone with a puzzled expression on his face, "Ms. Fleming, editor-in-chief of American Music Magazine, wants to chat with you at her home."

"What?" Song Ya asked with a black question mark, "Didn't you just go to abc to inquire about the price a day or two ago? Why did the editor-in-chief of the magazine come to me so quickly? And we are just inquiring, and at least aabc will disclose the news to the magazine to be sold Editor in Chief?"

"Maybe she wants to make a deal with you?" Hayden speculated, "With the help of the editor-in-chief of the magazine, our acquisition will go much smoother."

"But I planned to fire her after the acquisition was completed!" Song Ya didn't want to leave a stubborn old guy to continue to hold the position of editor-in-chief and lose money.

"Anyway, let's meet up first. Ms. Fleming seems to have some influence in the circle, and she is the daughter of the famous novelist Bailey Fleming, the one who wrote "The Raid of Colonel Effingham"."

"All right."

The two drove straight to the Upper East Side, and according to the address, they found Ms. Fleming's villa, an exquisite two-story building.

"Is this the legendary noble villa on the Upper East Side? It's not as big as my house in Chicago..."

Before getting off the car, Song Ya complained.

"But it's much more expensive than your house, and it's hard to live in if you have money." Hayden hit him, "I heard that the owner of Revlon wanted to move into this community but was rejected by the council."

"Is it nonsense?"

"Really... well, I heard."

Hayden rang the doorbell, and a Hispanic maid opened the garden door and asked with a very professional smile, "Mr. Hayden? And Mr. Song?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, the two were introduced to the villa, walked through a small and exquisite garden, and followed the stone path, and the two entered the interior of the villa.

The home furnishings of the old money class will make people feel very low-key at first, but the details reveal a kind of luxury filtered by time. There is almost no trace of modern industry in all the furnishings and objects. Apart from recognizing The lamp was Tiffany's, and the others were unrecognizable or had no brand at all.

He and Hayden were led to sit down in the reception room on the first floor. Behind them was a row of bookcases reaching to the roof, which were full of antique books.

"Mr. Song? Congratulations on topping the Billboard singles chart..."

A white old lady with extraordinary temperament appeared in front of the two of them. She was wearing a skirt that Jacqueline (Mrs. Kennedy) often wore. She reached out her hand, "I didn't expect you to be in New York, black tea?"

"Okay." The two stood up and shook hands with her again.

She gracefully sat diagonally across from the two, casually chatting about the weather, etc., and waited for the maid to bring the black tea before she started talking about the business, "Is that so, can you give up the bid for American music?"

Song Ya didn't expect the old lady's first sentence to be so sharp, she almost spit out a mouthful of tea, "what?"

"I think Littman is a good candidate to take over. His investment in print media is very systematic, and he has the same business philosophy as me. You know, American Music has been losing money. His financial resources can cover it very well. , and I don't have to worry about a big change in the way I do business. If no one bids... I don't know why a hip-hop star would pay attention to such a niche magazine."

"Mr. Aplus likes this magazine very much." Hayden was also very surprised, and interjected and asked, "Does ABC know about this? Would it damage ABC's interests if you let us give up the bidding?"

"abc..."

Ms. Fleming smiled, and slowly put the bone china teacup in her hand back on the coffee table, "This kind of company worth tens of billions is as complicated as a country internally, and it doesn't necessarily rely on operating interests. As a priority, I have been the editor-in-chief of this magazine for more than 20 years, and abc will also consider my opinion."

"Uh, Ms. Fleming, we haven't actually made an offer to abc yet. I wanted to wait for Litman to make an offer..." Song Ya said.

"This magazine is not suitable for you. I know that you young people must be planning to follow the trend and increase sales by adding content that the general public likes in the magazine, but our magazine's customer base does not like such changes. Although there are not many of them ... and even the general public, they don't necessarily like the change of this magazine."

The old lady thought very clearly, "This magazine is like an opera, like a museum, like some useless but very artistic sculptures in the city, people never go to the opera, don't go into the museum, and don't even bother to look up when passing by Tall sculptures, but as long as these things are there, everyone will feel at ease because they live in a classy city."

"Well……"

Song Ya was a little dizzy from a long story, "Ms. Fleming, I am a songwriter with a bit of taste, while Littman is a businessman through and through. His financial resources are much stronger than mine, even if I give up bidding How much money can it save him? If he really wants to win."

"You will definitely change the magazine, but he will not." Ms. Fleming replied, and it seemed that the two sides had met each other.

"Then what can we get? We can't do it for nothing."

After working together for so long, Hayden also knew what Song Ya was thinking now, so he simply asked Song Ya what he wanted to ask.

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