Chicago 1990

　　 The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, Song Ya sat by the phone and waited quietly.

　　 Alicia Flock, a defense lawyer he hired at a high price, suggested keeping a low profile. As stars, neither he nor Lori would attend today’s bail hearing, lest the media would be more interested in Tony’s case.

This kind of hearing does not require any court debate. The defendants line up and are brought to the judge. After the prosecution and the defense lawyer simply confront the evidence for a few times, the judge will make a judgment, which usually takes no more than twenty. minute.

Next to 　　, Emily looked at Little Freddie sitting on the ground playing with toys, while Aunt Susie and Connie were chatting while waiting.

　　 "I heard Tyronn say that GD recently won a big victory, they secretly transferred a group of gunmen from Mississippi..." Connie spread the gossip.

　　 "Stop talking about this, Bitch."

　　 Aunt Susie scolded: "Don't you think we are not annoying enough? How is Tyron's business?"

　　 "Not very good, but good enough. When the child is born, we will be the most complete and happy family in Nancheng." Connie touched her belly to show off proudly.

　　 Aunt Susie, who was poked in the painful spot, hummed and said nothing.

　　Hayden walked in and handed the newly bought mobile phone to Song Ya, "You make a list and I will notify you of your new number."

Song Ya wrote a list and gave it to him, and then played with this Motorola MicroTACalpha, which is much smaller and lighter than the common bricks. The microphone is made into a flip cover, which can be folded when not in use to block the dial button in the lower half. The thin antenna can also be stowed away, and there is no problem in putting it in the pocket of a suit, but there will be some people, because the battery behind it is still very thick.

　　 The small and light price is more than three thousand dollars spent.

　　 "No Mira?" Hayden asked after reading the list.

　　 "She always holds the phone and makes endless calls."

　　 Song Ya confessed to him, "You tell her briefly about my troubles, tell her not to come to Chicago at this time and give me a surprise idea. Now I am caught up by the tabloid reporter."

　　 "Understood." Hayden agreed.

　　 The phone rang at home, Song Ya picked up the receiver, "Goodman? How about? OK...you thank Alicia for me, and then take Tony home."

　　 He put down the microphone and let out a long sigh of relief, "Tony is released on bail."

　　 "Yeah!" Aunt Susie and Connie celebrated happily.

　　 He stood up and looked at the street outside through the window, as if there was no paparazzi, he took his cell phone and walked outside with Hayden.

　　 "Aren't you welcome Tony home with us?" Aunt Susie asked.

　　 "He has won the award for his meritorious service, and he has to be greeted..." Song Ya vomited, "I have to wipe his butt."

Don’t look at the black women in Nancheng who are not polite to Tony boys who are making trouble on the outside, but their concept of law-abiding is actually not very strong. If a man commits a crime, it is bad luck. Escape punishment is worth celebrating. It’s good to go home and mix out, they don’t care how the money comes from...

When he went to the underground parking lot to sit in the Dodge Dynasty in Shanghai, he put on a peaked cap and lay almost flat in the back seat, carefully observing the rearview mirror. The paparazzi who followed the celebrities usually rode motorcycles so that they could shuttle freely in the streets and alleys. Well, no trace of them was found near the house.

　　 Hayden deliberately went around a few circles before he parked the car downstairs at the Lockhart and Gardner law firm.

They could not help being careful. The defense lawyer Alicia Flock introduced by Claire was the wife of Cook County State Attorney Peter Flock. The husband was the immediate boss of the prosecution, but the wife was acting as a defense lawyer and had a pen. Good deal.

Of course, bail alone is not enough. The next court session will be the highlight. Tony is easily released on bail. Alicia has already proved her strength. Now it is Song Ya's turn to prove her strength to the other party. This kind of transaction is not the same. The defense remuneration can be passed away.

　　 He and Hayden met Alicia and Will Gardner in the ‘Gardner’ office of Lockhard and Gardner as their naming partner.

　　 "Hey! Big star..."

　　 Will Gardner is a handsome white man in his thirties. He has a free and easy temperament and is very passionate. He is more like a Wall Street elite than an unruly lawyer like the stereotype.

　　 "Hello, Will, hello, Alicia." Song Ya shook their hands separately.

　　 Alicia Flock is also in her thirties. She has a well-proportioned figure, perfect textbook-level makeup and dressing. She has beautiful chestnut hair and a professional smile on her delicate face.

　　 "Has Tony come home?" Will pointed to the sofa, "Please sit down."

　　 "It should be home now, thank you Will." Song Ya and Hayden took their seats.

　　 "You should thank Alicia even more."

　　 "Of course." Song Yachong Alicia smiled.

　　 "I'll go out if I'm okay, and I have to prepare the defense draft for next week's court..." Alicia took the file and said goodbye.

　　 "Now can we talk about your acquisition plan?" Will opened the door for Alicia, then came back and sat across from Song Ya.

　　 "Yes, my A+ Audio Company is preparing to acquire the Warren Brothers Synthesizer Company in New Jersey. The problem now is that the company's asset owner, AW Investment Company, encountered the obstruction of the local union..."

　　 Song Ya introduced the situation one by one.

　　 There is no free lunch in the world. In order to help Tony escape from crime, Song Ya handed over the acquisition to the comprehensive law firm where Alicia was located. If the acquisition is successful, the legal affairs of A+ Audio will also be given to them in the future. Goodman has lost a big deal and has nothing to say. Who told him not to go to court.

The two parties negotiated a rough acquisition plan. The remuneration of Lockhard and Gardner's law firm will get 5 percent of the purchase price, and then a 100,000 dollar level will be able to sell AW Investment Company 700 Song Ya will also pay them a certain percentage of rewards as much as the ten thousand purchase price is cut.

　　 "Then it's okay. See you in New Jersey on February 22."

　　 After the contract was faxed to Goodman for review, both parties signed it, and Will offered his hand.

　　 "See you in New Jersey."

"Go back to the studio." Song Ya rubbed his eyebrows tiredly~www.ltnovel.com~ I didn’t sleep much in the past two days, and the process of recording songs was delayed. "You put more pressure on SBK. ."

　　 "Don't worry, I will let them settle the payment as soon as possible." Hayden drove the car to the parking lot downstairs in the studio.

　　 Across the street, two white paparazzi in leather clothes were sitting on a motorcycle. Seeing Song Ya got off the car, he grabbed the camera and rushed over and pressed the shutter randomly, taking pictures and running around with his mouth.

　　 "Hey, APLUS! I heard that your brother was released on bail, did you see him?"

　　 "Whose gun is that? Yours or Lori's?"

　　 "I heard that your chance to send a song is what your brother who worked as a follower of Lori won for you, right?"

　　 "Have you been Little Lori's follower? APLUS!"

　　 "Hey! How about singing it to us too?"

　　 "Come and smile at the camera, APLUS!"

　　 "Damn paparazzi." Hayden guarded him as he walked into the building. "Leave them alone. These paparazzi make money by irritating the stars."

"I will not."

Song Ya was too lazy to listen to the paparazzi's nonsense, and went upstairs to enter his recording studio. He suddenly felt very tired when he wanted to start recording songs to catch up with the progress. "I'll go to the bed first, let them not disturb me." He told Al. Said.

　　 Back to the office, he lay on the sofa with his clothes, and soon fell asleep.

　　 The quality of sleep was very high this time, and I was fighting with Hallie in my dream. Suddenly, a few gunshots were fired outside the building, which made him wake up suddenly.

　　 "What's the matter?" He rushed out of the office and asked loudly.

　　 "The direction of the gunshot is GD's nearby sales point." Al, who was lying at the window looking around, replied: "It was either a looting of the site, or it was mopped up by the police. It's okay. You can continue to sleep. This kind of thing is very common."