Chapter 137 (1/2)
”Did the old woman live in the 19th century?”
The exchange between the two sides broke up. Song Ya slammed the door angrily and got on the car. ”Who does she think she is, the queen of England? Why don't he just buy the magazine and play by himself? I think she can afford it
Just inside, Hayden tried to listen to each other's conditions, but the old woman's words made song Ya angry. She said that the magazine was equivalent to the pass of ”upper class society”. Littman had already qualified, but now he was only paying a symbolic ticket. Song Ya's bidding would make this kind of social activity full of copper stink, which was supposed to be tacit and elegant like nobility.
She advised song ya to step back in the face of difficulties, and would not give anything good!
”What about the good old money's demeanor? The old woman can't even talk tactfully! ” Song Ya scolded.
”There's no need to be tactful when no one else is around.”
Hayden started the car. ”Maybe we can make things simple. Why don't we ask someone in the upper class first?”
”Who?”
”Er Is motura counted? ”
”No, Maria Kelly is crying. He must not be in the mood to answer my stupid question now.”
Songya flipped through the address book, found the most famous Quincy Jones phone, and called.
”Ha ha ha...”
Quincy Jones laughed at his description. ”You want to buy Americana? Why do you think so? ”
”I didn't really want to buy it, so I asked the price after hearing the news! That's all! ” Song Ya said helplessly.
”The readers of that magazine are all Let's call them high society. They will subscribe to it, but not necessarily read it. It is unimaginable for a 16-year-old black hip-hop singer to own that magazine. Ms. Fleming is right. Littman is eligible to buy, but you don't. If you force the bidding, you will only make Littman give more blood and make the scene very ugly. For you, you must lose both ways. It offends the tycoons like Littman and the readers behind the magazine. Many of them are famous writers, artists, music critics, film critics and self styled and elegant old money class. They are also judges of Grammy, Oscar, Emmy and Tony Awards... ”
Quincy Jones said: ”even if you get it, do you have that kind of restraint, like Ms. Fleming, who has been relatively objective for more than 20 years without influencing the readership through the magazine? You know, they have a lot of energy... ”
”Yeah, they're all in the upper class, so they can't afford a niche magazine.” Song Ya said quietly.
”Ha ha ha...”
Quincy Jones laughed wildly. ”That's different, boy. You'll understand it later.”
”Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Jones. I was a little bit out of place just now. I'm very angry.” Song Ya gradually calmed down. Get out of my way. ”
,” many black artists have been similarly angry. So we have a soul train Art Award. We has the final say, the white man is playing, ha ha... ” Quincy Jones said with a smile, ”but it's a bit too much for Ms. Fleming to talk to you like that. You have to ask her for something good.”
”She said it was no good...”
“BULLSHXT！ No, when did rappers become good boys? Have you got six published? ”
”Er I have calculated that there are exactly six songs in the second-hand shop, to Dirk, ifeel it coming, remember the name, Empire State of mind, feel it still, and there will be a ”trumpet” in the near future. ”
”That's enough. Let Ms. Fleming help you with the membership of the National Academy of recording arts and Sciences (NARAS). She can do it. After joining NARAS, you will also be a Grammy Award judge, just like us.” ”Isn't she really afraid of you bidding?” Quincy Jones said? Otherwise, I would not be in such a hurry to find you. ”
”I see. Thank you very much, Mr. Jones.” Sonya hung up and said, ”Hayden, you can visit Ms. Fleming once more alone and tell her...”
I can't buy a magazine. It seems good to get a Grammy judge
”Where are we going now? Back to the hotel? ” Asked Hayden.
”Hotel...”