"Aplus?"

"Ah?" Song Ya regained consciousness and found that Hayden and the others were looking at her, "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

The TV scene just now gave him another revelation. It was a clip from a future movie. Three beautiful white girls were fighting in the bathroom like Mira and Fergie. There was no dialogue, no plot, and the soundtrack...

He was happy when he heard the soundtrack come on at first. The two missing songs were finally revealed, huh? It seems to be another symphony similar to Game of Thrones? So it would be difficult to put it into his debut album! It's okay, there is apocalypse

Better than nothing, huh? Right?

Listening carefully, he discovered that Apocalypse was digging a hole again, and the soundtrack turned out to be the extremely classic Carmen Overture. It was something from the last century, what's the use of it!? The plot of this movie is also unknown.

"Jimmy just called me. Both his and Mila's managers chose to settle. After paying a few hundred dollars in fines at the airport police station, he and Fergie have already boarded a flight back to Chicago." Hayden watched.

Looking at the watch, "There are probably more than two hours before landing."

"How should we conduct public relations in the future?" Song Ya asked.

"First of all, you must apologize, and then we will see how the media reports it. This is not necessarily a bad thing, especially for the record sales of both of you."

Yeremov was a little excited, "A bloody love triangle, two actresses fighting over a man, jealousy, and being exposed in front of the camera... There are all explosive things in this, and the media will never let it go."

"Okay, let's draft an apology right away. Then you go to the airport and let Fergie read it to the media right there. By the way, call Goodman along. Taraji, it would be more dignified for you to go pick out an outfit from Fergie's closet."

If you have some clothes, please come with me."

Song Ya immediately got to work, and soon an apology statement was drafted and taken to the airport by Yeremov, accompanied by Goodman and Taraji.

Three hours later, Fergie appeared at Chicago Midway Airport. Because there were so many reporters blocking the way, the airport took the initiative to divert them to their own press room.

"I apologize to the public and the media for what happened a few hours ago. My impulsive behavior set a bad example for children and teenagers. I have now deeply realized my mistake and asked for the public's forgiveness. At the same time, I also express my sincere gratitude to my colleagues.

The passengers apologize again. My personal behavior delayed the flight for one hour and fifteen minutes and caused trouble to their scheduled itineraries. I'm sorry."

Fergie, who had put on a new suit and wore large sunglasses that covered half of her face, read out the apology word for word with an expressionless face, and left quickly under the escort of Yeremov and others and airport security.

"Miss Fergie, would you like to talk about you and Mira?"

"Does Aplus still maintain an unusual relationship with Mira?"

"Fergie, did you fight because of Aplus?"

"Hey! Let's chat casually!"

The paparazzi followed the car reluctantly to the gate of Hyde Park.

"Huh." Fei Ji walked in and saw Song Ya standing in front of her to greet her. She turned her head in displeasure, "You didn't even come to pick me up."

"The scene will be more chaotic if I go."

Song Ya stepped forward and coaxed: "Do you know how worried I am about you?"

"Liar!" Fei Ji dodged his embrace and went upstairs with a pout.

"Can you tell me what the reason is?" Song Ya followed her into the bedroom.

"Didn't you see the news? She hit me first." Fergie took off her sunglasses, her eyes slightly swollen, "Look!" She lifted up her top, and there were several nail scratches on her white chest, "And...

Yes." Turning around again, there were also black marks on his back and waist.

"You guys are all pretty ruthless."

Song Ya sighed and finally hugged her into his arms, "I saw on the news that your slap was so hard and loud."

"Are you feeling distressed?" Fergie twisted her body and tried to break away.

"How could it be? I only feel sorry for you. By the way, I called a doctor for you and is waiting downstairs."

Fergie has always tried her best, but this time Fergie didn't take it anymore. "I need assistants, and bodyguards, a lot of bodyguards!" She cried loudly: "There are so many people there, and I'm just a stupid agent."

People, I can’t help! They’re all bullying me, woo woo woo…”

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

It's time to give Fergie some star treatment, "I'll get an assistant, a bodyguard and a driver for you right away, and a new car."

"Really?" Fergie sniffed and stopped crying.

"Of course it's true. You're somewhat famous now, so when you release your first album in the future, it'll be okay to get a second-tier singer, right?" Song Ya took the right medicine.

"Humph, that's pretty much it..." Fei Ji's face finally looked better, "My clothes were torn by that bitch."

"Buy, buy, buy. I'll have Taraji call someone to deliver it later."

"I want to go to the Grammys with you."

"Okay, okay, don't push yourself too far. What else can you do after you have made a contribution." At this Grammy Awards ceremony, Song Ya will appear on the red carpet with Mariah Carey. "When deciding who will be on the red carpet, isn't it still...

Is there no release plan for ihateuiloveu? That’s a big deal, don’t make a fuss.”

"Humph." Fergie turned around and threw herself on the bed, burying her head in the pillow.

"How about this, I'll take you to the Chicago Symphony Orchestra's concert in two days?" Song Ya came up with a comforting plan, "PBS (U.S. Public Television) will broadcast it nationwide, and the intro is my song of power.

The game and graphics should be available to me and you."

After finally getting Fei Ji done, Song Ya took her hand downstairs to see the doctor, and then went to the study alone.

People in the room were joking around Jimmy, "You acted very bravely, very brave Jimmy." Yeremov patted him on the shoulder: "But remember to watch your feet clearly next time, hahaha..."

"Stop it Yeremov, he is still young." Goodman smiled to defend his younger brother.

"Mr. Aplus." Jimmy, who was awkwardly standing in the center of the room, saw Song Ya coming in.

"Jimmy, I plan to hire a female assistant and a bodyguard and driver for Fergie. You can also check it for her." Song Ya motioned him to sit down, "What happened in Los Angeles? How did they collide?"

Could it be planned by Mira?"

"It's a coincidence. We happened to bump into each other while we were waiting for the flight." Jimmy replied: "It's probably not a conspiracy. Mira seems to be planning to fly to New York."

"That's good. Do you know what they talked about?" Song Ya asked.

"It's just about you..." Jimmy replied: "There is also some teasing between each other, flat chest, shortness and so on."

Song Ya probably guessed why the two girls started fighting.

The local small TV station in Los Angeles that recorded that video cleverly called Hayden and asked Song Ya if she wanted to pay a sky-high price to take back the video. Naturally, she got a negative reply. So after enjoying the exclusive news for a while

, they began to sell reprints to other TV stations one after another. At night, any entertainment program that spent a lot of money to buy this video basically saw an increase in ratings to varying degrees.

It was the same NBC program that reported the gossip about Song Yafei Ji holding hands before. The female host and the guests were extremely happy, "Are they fighting for Aplus? They must be, the ex-girlfriend made the first move, it makes sense."

"Fergie's heels were too high and it was difficult to maintain balance, so she was completely defeated by Mira's first hit."

"But about her slap, I'm sorry, director, can you rewind to that scene? Yes, that's it. Wow, Fergie hit her accurately and hard."

"But Mila is much more popular than Fergie. Her bodyguards came to help quickly, and Fergie's manager, hahaha... Look at him, he fell to the ground and it was so funny!"

NBC also marked the location where the two were suspected of being exposed, making it look even worse...

The incident escalated quickly, and Mila appeared at the Burbank Airport near Hollywood the next day. She chose to accept an exclusive interview with a television station.

"Mira, can you talk about what happened yesterday?" the reporter asked.

"Well……"

Mila seemed to be in a good mood, spoke relaxedly, and was not affected by the fight at all. However, like Fergie, she wore big sunglasses, always turned her face to the camera, and used long hair to cover her hidden part.

Ban Bian, "I want to apologize to the public and the delayed flight passengers for this matter. I think I have learned a lesson."

"Can you tell me more about it?"

"Okay, as a public figure, I'm tired of places like the terminal. You know, even in the VIP terminal, you may meet some terrible people."

"you mean?"

"I mean the plane behind me." She pointed to the Learjet 35 small business jet behind her as the background. "What happened yesterday made me determined to own it, immediately!"

"You bought it!?"

"right."

"So, this is your private jet, right? Miss Mira?" the reporter exclaimed in an envious tone.
Chapter completed!