Chicago 1990

Pablo might put himself on the shelf for the sake of Lori, so it’s better to leave early, return to Chicago, and plan out Hayden’s share and Song Asheng’s remuneration. Song Ya actually got a little over 830,000, plus The previous savings, the bank deposit difference of tens of thousands of dollars, is a real millionaire.

　　Of course, the follow-up income from the second-hand store and to De Klerk is not included here.

　　 "Boss, it's time for him to plan to invest in things. Deposit the money in the bank, and beat the inflation." Song Asheng suggested.

　　 "Invest..."

Song Ya certainly thought about it. In addition to the current music in his own business, the inspiration he got from the three apocalypses is to anticipate the future development of image and audio technology, and then combine the learning results in this era to come up with an electronic software and hardware industry. Investment direction.

　　 "Electronics industry, do you understand?" he asked.

Song Asheng raised a thumbs up, "The boss is a young man after all, he has a bright mind, and the future of the electronics industry is naturally good. Wang An, Nong has heard of the cut? The light of Chinese origin, formerly the fifth richest man in the country, can stand out from IBM. Character, his old man passed away not long ago, and Wang’an Computer’s stock is now at a low level."

　　 "Oh?" Song Ya is interested, and such a powerful Chinese? He asked Song Asheng to find the information. After reading it, his face turned black. "Wang An Computer's stock price was more than 40 when it was at its highest. Now it's not even four yuan for a share?"

　　 "How about a low position? After Wang An passed away, the company is now managed by a professional manager. This person is very powerful, and the company's stock price rebound is just around the corner."

　　 "emmm……"

　　 Song Ya thought for a long time, but she shrank. After all, she didn’t understand stocks. “Wait when I find time to learn some basic knowledge before entering the industry.”

　　 sent Song Asheng away. He used his free time to buy some related books and read them slowly.

Unknowingly, another two weeks passed, "Investment portfolio... diversify risks..." He drew the key points in front of his desk, "So if I look more at the entire electronic hardware and software industry, I should diversify my investment into related stocks ..."

　　 At this time, the phone rang, and he picked up the handset, "Ali! Come down! We're off!" It was Tony's loud voice.

　　 I just remembered that today is the day when Lori is holding a party at his new home. Since I have invited myself, it is not good not to go.

　　 hung up the phone, took a bottle of champagne from the kitchen cabinet, and went downstairs.

　　 Since the last time we parted in New York, he deliberately didn't inquire about Little Lori and Old Joe in order not to mix up. Now he doesn't know how they are. Walking out of the gate on the first floor, I saw the'silencer' driving a red Chevrolet convertible. Tony was sitting in the back seat with an unfamiliar black girl in his arms. The stereo on the car seemed to have been modified, the movement was huge, and the rhythm was extremely loud. The strong music shook the ground around it.

　　 "Let’s go, I’m not unlucky after being complained by nearby residents." Song Ya complained, reaching out to pull the front door.

　　 Suddenly, I made a blank with one hand, and the car in front of me was two feet high. When I fixed my eyes, the car body was pushed by several shiny silver hydraulic columns, and it was already far away from the wheels.

　　 "Ahahahahaha!" The two men and one woman in the car looked at their own eyes like a hillbilly, laughing wildly.

　　 "I won't go if I play again." Song Yaman's black line on his forehead.

　　 "Okay, okay, stop playing, come up." Tony patted the shoulder of'Muffler'.

　　 ‘Muffler’ pressed a few modification buttons under the center console, and the car suddenly tilted towards him, the door and the ground were at an angle, and it was impossible to open it.

　　 "How can I get on this!" Song Ya was helpless.

　　 "Come here, stupid!" Tony exclaimed.

No way, Song Ya raised his foot and stepped into the passenger seat. The'silencer' pressed the button again, and the car became balanced. It drove all the way and kept changing all the way. One wheel was lowered for a while, and the other two wheels were raised. Get up and sit like a boat.

　　 It was a little uncomfortable to be bumped, Song Ya rolled his eyes, "Little Lori's car?"

"Yay."

　　 ‘Muffler’ gave an affirmative answer and pressed the control switch of the modified audio again, "Lookinside..." Mira’s singing sounded.

　　 "FXXXYOU~FXXXYOU~"

　　 He began to sing the flower Q along and happily drove outside the city.

　　 After driving for a long time before reaching the destination, "Where did Lori buy the house?" Song Ya asked.

　　 "The lake."

　　 Tony began to show off again, "It's huge, and there is a swimming pool..."

　　 Finally, the'silencer' drove the car into an open iron door, and a white building came into view.

The colonial-style double-storey villa, the swimming pool is full of water, and there are many folding sun loungers next to it. There are already many guests dangling in it, mostly black males wearing hip-hop. Song Ya also saw Several white waiters in uniforms, some were mixing wine in front of the temporary bar, some holding a tray in one hand, and delivering wine professionally with the other behind, and some were grilling steaks in front of the grill...

　　In the distance, the beautiful scenery of Lake Michigan is unobstructed.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Song Ya was shocked, but he knew that Little Lori did not get as much money in the sale of singles. "How much did you buy for this villa?"

　　 "More than one million." Tony reported the number, "It's trivial to him. Next month, we can go to the bookstore for a business show to earn this house back. The book has a lot of money."

　　 Song Ya was speechless.

　　‘Didi! A horn sounded from behind and a bus drove to the back of their car.

The'silencer' drove the car into the garage and parked it. The bus drove in directly. Song Ya knew the first person who came down, the well-known Chicago DJ'Big A'. His fat body was stuck in the bus door, "Gentlemen! "Then he yelled like offering treasures, and then opened the car door. One by one, black and white girls with exploded bodies in various bikinis filed out, attracting the guests to howl like wolves.

　　 "Welcome! Welcome!" Little Lori appeared on the second floor terrace. He opened his arms and shouted at the girls.

　　 "Look, it's Little Lori!"

　　 "Hi! Lori II!"

　　 The girls were all excited when they saw him, beckoning at him, blowing kisses.

　　 Little Lori drank the wine in his hand, then jumped down, smashed into the swimming pool, aroused large splashes.

　　I didn't stay with Little Lori for a while. Many girls who couldn't reach Little Lori heard that they were APLUS, and they all shifted their targets. The soft flesh directly sticks to the body without any shy, and the words are full of hints.

Song Ya knows that as long as he speaks out, he can drag one or more girls to the empty room in the villa, but he is very concerned about these being "shuttle cars" (a code for the vehicles carrying girls participating in celebrity parties). )'The girl who came here really didn't have the slightest interest, and she ignored the perfunctory, so the people around her slowly dispersed.

　　 It didn't take long for the villa to smell of leaves.

　　 "Yes, I'd better hurry up..."

　　 He found the'silencer', UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Send me back, I am not used to staying here."

　　 On the way, the pager rang, it was Old Joe's phone.

　　 He let the'silencer' turn to the old Joe music.

　　 As soon as I got downstairs, I saw several trucks parked downstairs, and many workers were carrying various boxes on them. Old Qiao Music's door was too narrow to pass in, so he hung in from the second floor window.

　　 He said goodbye to the'silencer' and followed the workers up to the second floor.

　　 "Hey! APLUS!"

Lao Qiaozhi stared at the workers unloading the goods triumphantly, and saw Song Ya happily open her arms. The original gold watch on her wrist had been replaced with a full diamond, which made people's eyes dazzling. "Come on, take you to see the brand new Lao Joe Music."

When we walked to the recording studio, many white engineers were installing various equipments, American-brand mixers, German-brand microphones, Nordic-brand monitor speakers, notebook-brand musical instruments, everything was brand new top-quality goods, with plastic on top The protective film has not been removed yet.

"Ugh!"

　　 Old Qiao also pretended to sigh, "Look, we old black sing and play, and the hard money we earned is returned to the white man again."

　　 "Yes, you made it to the dead, can you return the money to the white people?" Song Ya silently complained.

　　 "It's yours!"

Old Qiao took out his original gold watch and big gold item from his pocket, and put it into Song Ya’s hand. He saw Song Ya want to refuse, "Don’t be polite to me. I’m different from Little Lori. Know who I should thank for making money."

　　 No way, Song Ya had to put the things in her pocket.

"Look!"

　　 Old Qiao shook the full diamond watch in front of Song Ya, "Brand! Fan... Fan..."

　　 "Van Cleef & Arpels." Song Ya helped him read the trademark.