"How many times have I said it? I'm not interested in participating in your business, and my bodyguards don't do gunman's work." Song Ya still refused.

"Hey! FXXK! I said you're a fool! Dere has prepared a lot of songs. It won't take long to post a specialist after signing with you. Can you wait and get money? " Snoopy Dog was so angry.

"Get out of my house!"

Song Ya was too lazy to talk nonsense with a follower, even if it was Dere's, so she winked at Old Mike.

"Please." Old Mike walked up to him and made a gesture.

Snoopy was pissing his neck with anger. He was much taller than Old Mike. He went directly over the other person's head and stared at Song Ya, refusing to move.

Old Mike sighed softly, unzipped the jacket, revealing the strap-style holster on his chest.

"FXXK!" He was escorted by Old Mike.

"Let's have a meeting together." After getting through this, Song Ya and Old Mike went to the study together, gathered Goodman, Hamlin, Eli and others, and began to formulate a public relations plan.

"When you find Frank and you are proven innocent, you will be the best chance to turn around. There are two routes next, depending on which character you choose to take, and then we have to prepare for this in advance."

Eli said: "The first is to break the slander of your 'Black Grandet'. It's great to hold a grand party. We want to prove your scene and style to Quanmi. Style is very important. You can't rush to reverse and do those nouveau riche-style actions. Have your house in New York been renovated? The party is best held there, and I heard there is a great rooftop swimming pool there."

"It's almost done, Taraji, urge the office responsible for the renovation to let them clear Tribeca's penthouse before No. 9 so that I can hold a party without delaying me." Song Ya said to Taraji.

"Okay." Taraji agreed and went out to call.

"Try to invite some powerful New York figures, plus well-known editors in the media and fashion circles, and then publish a or two high-end magazines, such as the New Yorker, Vanity Fair inner pages, and some open-air rooftops, swimming pools, high-end people's photos of the meeting, and the words of the touted..."

"The effect will be very good, but it's a bit passive. I personally tend to be the second route." Eli continued, "APLUS Have you seen the comments from those financial media about you?"

Song Ya nodded.

"They have a completely different view of you than the public. Your ability to make money is their focus, which can be used. We turn our PR targets to media such as the Financial Times and American Business Weekly, and gild your business path over the past year and then launch it."

"What are consumerism afraid of? I'm afraid of having no money. People who can make money will admire them, even if they don't recognize it. Stingy character depends on how to package it. Didn't you donate a lot of donations and schools? Stingy and charity are the right way to make old-fashioned values ​​of Puritans. People will take out stingy jokes from billionaires like Rockefeller in their early years as jokes, but it doesn't prevent them from admiring them at the same time, wanting to be that kind of person. The same is true in the entertainment industry. Chaplin never brings money to eat with friends. Grant charges guests who borrow milk to prevent the servants from drinking secretly, cut off the buttons on their ragged shirts and reuse them. They also have a lot of fans, and they are fans of mainstream people."

"Uh, it's not because I'm a Jewish person who says that, that's the truth."

"emmm..." Song Ya thought about it, "but my operations in the acquisition of Warren Brothers Synthesizer Company may be taken out and attacked." He said about the fact that he dismissed workers and outsourced his business to the United States, "Volkswagen will not like such capitalists."

"It doesn't matter, you are a singer. What you want is popularity, not the right or wrong of one thing. Of course, suspected crime is another matter." Eli said: "What will a sure thing end up? A report can make a final decision. Others cannot argue, and they cannot bear it. Then? From now on, they will be silent in the public's sight!"

"What does the popularity need? It needs to be hyped up, and both sides need to debate. Some people think you are right, some people think you are wrong, and people need to be interested in this dispute and buy newspapers and magazines that publish related reports. That way the media will like you, and they will actively publish your news and discuss the right or wrong of your actions to attract readers..."

"At the same time, as a news source, you have the ability to bargain with them. You can ask them to do a small favor or cover up a little mistake, and they will cooperate in order not to be rejected by you."

Song Ya nodded repeatedly, "You are right, Eli, I will choose the second route."

"But the black group..." Taraji, who had called, came back and reminded him hesitantly.

"What can the black community say about me? Stingy? I donated money to Nancheng, I donated money to Africa, I donated money to traditional black universities, I even went to South Africa and chatted with Mandela!"

Song Ya took the photo frame of the 'Grand and Grandpa Love' that was also placed in the study and took a photo, "Look! How good are we to match!"

"That's it! APLUS! We have to use all of this, but we can put it in the second wave..."

Eli has a new idea.

At four o'clock, Mira's agent called.

"Let's take a break and implement the discussed plan first." Song Ya picked up her cell phone and walked into the bedroom.

"APLUS, how is the case going?" asked Mira's agent.

"That's it... the police are still looking for the homeless man." Song Ya did not intend to reveal the truth to him.

"Uh...that's it."

The other party spoke a little unscrupulously, "We plan to announce that Mira and you have broken up long ago... Can you cooperate?"

"WTF!" Song Ya didn't expect him to say such words, "You want to jump off the ship when something happened to me? Where is Mira? Let her listen to the phone!"

"Hi..." Mira's voice was sick, and there seemed to be a voice of her parents quarreling in Russian on the other end of the microphone, "Is that true? That tramp."

"Did they instill something in you?"

Song Ya asked, "It's not true, and it will be handled well in two days. Are you going to break up with me? Or are they what you think so?"

"I don't want to... wuwu..."

Mira cried, "But they said it would not be good for us if this continues..."

"them?"

Song Ya sneered, "Your pair of cheating parents? Your agent? They are all idiots Mira. Don't be influenced by them. Wait until you are eighteen years old..."

"Let me tell him!" The microphone was taken away by Mr. Jovovich, "APLUS! Don't bewitch my daughter anymore. She is being dragged down by you now. Why are you pretending? Let her wait until she is eighteen years old to throw her biological parents aside! Break up our family!?"

"FXXKYOU! You guy who survives by sucking your daughter's blood! Are you a man?"

Song Ya's temper also rose, "You don't even have the ability to pay back the money from the investment company by yourself!"

"Shut up! Black... Grandet!"

Mr. Jovovich was furious, "I tell you, you know nothing! I'm playing big business, politics!"

"Yeah, yeah, since that's the case, how about returning Mira's money you spent to her first!?"

"I've returned it!"

"You..." Song Ya was speechless for a moment.

"I've paid it back! Is there nothing to say?"

Mr. Jovovich said proudly: "Do you think a person like me will be like this for a lifetime if he suffers a little setback? I have paid back all the money. If you don't believe me, ask Mira! I bought her a house in New York. Do you know where? Upper East Side! Just now! Sign the contract, pay the money, the board of directors passes the unanimous votes, move in! A place like you, a place like Black Grandet, who lives in Tribeca, dare not think about it in your lifetime!"

"Where did you get the money?"

"Invest, I'm not investing in small-scale quarrels like you, right, yes, I saw the boast of the financial media about you, a small business of millions of dollars, making some scrap copper and iron takeout, isn't that the thing? I'm different from you, I invest in world politics, do you understand? Do you know the changes in the world, do you know the current situation of CCCP? You don't know! You are a little singer who emerges from the poor, Mira will live like a princess without relying on your songs! From now on, today!"

"Don't blow it!" Mrs. Jovovich grabbed the microphone from him, "APLUS, can you talk to us calmly?"

"I'm very calm."

"Okay, that's right. We're not asking you to break up with Mira, we'll just announce that Mira and you have broken up long ago. Please pay attention to the time. The time for the 'breakup' will be held before the release of this movie. Mira's agent will discuss a unified statement with Hayden, which is good for both of you." Mrs. Jovovich said.

"Because I'm involved in the case now, it's a burden for you?" Song Ya tried to suppress her emotions, "You don't want to pay Columbia Pictures, nor do you want to pay Revlon, right?"

"I can afford it!" Mr. Jovovich yelled on the other end.

"It's just a unified external argument. APLUS, will your relationship with Mira still be the same as before. Is there any difference? I had to avoid the media before, but it will still be the case in the future." Mrs. Jovovich said.

"The nature is different. After this storm, Mira and I made a public relationship. The lies they had told before will be understood by the public because of idol burdens. If we use it, we have already broken up before and will be good to Mira in a short time, but if they are caught by the media in the future, her credit will be completely over... wait..."

Song Ya thought of this, "You are going to calm down Mira first, and then slowly persuade her to break up with me? Otherwise, it won't be possible."

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, "APLUS." Mira's agent's voice came over, "I took my phone to a place they couldn't hear, let's make it open and honest." He said: "It's time to break up APLUS. Mrs. Jovovich in Yellowstone Park wanted you to break up, but I persuaded you. You are very smart. It's no good for you to pester Mira. You don't meet a few times a year, and the relationship has hurt both of your fans..."

"Wow, I'm very calmly analyzing ah?" Song Ya smiled, "When I come out of this case, I will be stronger, and it won't take too long..."

"I know, I know you are not a stupid rapper like Vanilla Ice, you will handle it, but you forgot that now Mira and I have formed an alliance. They are afraid that you will take Mira from their control when Mira is eighteen years old. I am also afraid that you will use your influence on Mira to fire me, right? You have thought about this, right?"

He said: "Last time you blamed me for not signing such a contract with Revlon, I made up my mind to keep Mira away from you. I can guess what you thought at that time, which prompted me to change my attitude towards you and stand in the same camp as her parents."

"A word ah?" Song Ya knew that the other party was right, but he was moved after hearing that he and Mrs. Jovovich had a relationship. He didn't expect that the casual words at that time exposed his true thoughts. These agents are really talented.

"Yes, one sentence," said Mira's agent: "If you love Mira, cooperate with her announcement that she had already broken up. Now I will go back and hand the phone to Mira's hands."

"Honey……"

Mira cried and asked, "Have you agreed with them?"

"They don't matter to me, you are important." Song Ya said: "Now our future is in your hands." He told Mira that he had already broken up. "You can't stand the attack of being discovered by the media that we were still secretly dating. Have they told you about this?"

"Wait." The quarrels between her and her parents in Russian kept coming from there. When she picked up her phone again, she cried even harder. "I think maybe things are not that serious. We can quietly like before..."

"So you still plan to announce it to the public, are you?" Song Ya asked her coldly.

"Yeah." Her voice was as low as a mosquito, "We're just lying to those media, we all hate them anyway."

"I'm very disappointed with you Mira." Song Ya was indeed very disappointed.

"I'm only sixteen years old, what do you want me to do..." Mira cried, "My father also worked hard between Ermao and the United States. He finally succeeded. He is not the kind of waste or big liar you have in your mouth."
Chapter completed!