America's Top Player

Chapter 117 Blushing
Li Ang felt a headache, as he thought this crazy-looking young man was just an avid fan.

I didn't expect that the other party's ambition was to enter the entertainment industry.

However, in this industry, nothing can be accomplished without talent.

Whether it’s the talent for songwriting, the talent for singing, or the talent for sleeping with the producer.

Few second-generation stars can succeed in this industry. In his impression, the last successful second-generation star was Will Smith's son Jaden.

Not to mention a second-generation politician who has nothing to do with him.

But Henry's father was a senator, and he couldn't say what he really thought.

"No problem Henry~ I knew you had talent the first time I saw you!"

"really?"

"Of course, you exude superstar aura from the inside out!" Li Ang, a natural liar, lied without blinking. "Your whole body is glowing. I can almost see the shadow of those rock stars in you!"

Henry was immediately overwhelmed by the sweet talk and felt dizzy and disoriented.

"Did you hear that, Dad?" Henry shook Charlie's shoulders excitedly. "Leon said I'm a genius! Your son is a genius!"

Although Charlie tried his best to control his expression, he still showed a hint of embarrassment.

As an old fox who has been in the political arena for many years, he knew very well that not a single letter of Li Ang's words was true.

He knows better than anyone what kind of person his son is.

In addition to D products, silver parties, and causing trouble.
This arrogant bastard can't do anything.

He calmed Henry down, pulled Leon aside and whispered, "Then I'll trouble you with Henry."

"No trouble! Not at all! It's a great pleasure for me to work with a genius like Henry!"

One of them is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.

Charlie successfully got rid of his youngest son, whom he regarded as a trouble.

For a powerful man like him, he would rather his useless son work in a factory and screw screws peacefully than see him causing trouble all day long.

If this continues, sooner or later those political opponents who are eyeing him will catch hold of him.

Li Ang successfully boarded the senator's ship by playing the role of a garbage recycling station.

It is foreseeable that a second-generation arrogant and useless person like Henry will consume a lot of his money and energy in the future.

But he always believed that the deal was a good one.

No matter how much he paid, the debt would eventually be recovered from Old Charlie.

Leon Smith never suffers a loss.

The two sides chatted for about ten minutes, most of which were Li Ang's empty promises and various forms of flattery.

Until Charlie received a call to go to Washington immediately to deal with an emergency.

At this time, Leon had already designed a script for Henry to dominate the Billboard and sweep the Grammy Awards within a year.

The two exchanged contact information, and he told the other party that he could contact him at any time.

As soon as he got in the car, Li Ang collapsed in the back seat.

Although I only sang one song, the mental pollution I experienced here was much more tiring than a high-intensity tour.

Not only that, but he also has to deal with political veterans like Charlie.

Dealing with such people is very brain-consuming, and every word you say must be carefully considered.

"Fuck, I just want to take a bath now."

It seemed as if God knew everything in advance. As soon as this idea came to Leon, he received a call from Ariana.

The first thing that came to his mind was the luxurious Finnish sauna in the other person's house.

He secretly made up his mind that when he bought a house, he would design a Finnish bath that was even bigger than that one.

The kind that is big enough to hold a party.

"Hello, what's wrong, Xiao A?" Li Ang answered the phone and asked casually.

Ever since she helped Dean solve his problem last time, Ariana has become more enthusiastic and proactive.

She resumed her habit of calling Li Ang every day, and became even more obsessed than before.

Now, Ariana tells Leon over the phone whatever she does.

For example, what did she eat today?
What inspiration came to me?
What interesting movies did you watch?

What is the date of your menstrual cycle?
If it was another woman who bothered him so much, Li Ang would have been unable to bear it long ago.

But for some reason, he could never lose his temper with this girl.

"Leon! I wrote an awesome diss!" Ariana exclaimed excitedly, "You have to come over and listen to it right now!"

"You can also write disses?"

Li Ang's mind was full of question marks. He couldn't figure out what kind of DISS a typical American sweet girl could write.

If you want to write a good DISS, it must be fierce, sarcastic, and vulgar.

And these don't seem to be abilities that Ariana can possess.

Despite his doubts, Li Ang finally agreed.

"Okay. I'll be right over to your apartment."

Jorge changes his route and drives towards Ariana's apartment.

On the way, Li Ang kept staring at his mobile phone and browsing social networks.

In his eyes, the rising trending search index of "Second East-West Gang War" is just a series of monetary figures.

Just as Li Ang had thought before, under the pressure of his continuous revelations, some people on Didi's side could no longer sit still.

Pitbull shared a photo of himself with a group of Cuban gang members in Miami.

The threat is obvious.

"Shxt, those guys at the immigration department are such a bunch of idiots!" Li Ang cursed as he watched. "They let these criminal prostitutes bypass the harsh visa process and effortlessly come to this country to continue their crimes."

Although it was just a careless remark, Jorge, who was driving, couldn't help but take it to heart.

He is also the descendant of illegal immigrants.

He coughed twice and said, "Man, you can't generalize to everyone."

"I'm not talking about Mexicans. You hardworking guys are the best workers in this country." Leon looked up and glanced at the other person.

Hard work and perseverance are real. When Li Ang first heard that someone could make a killing by washing dishes, he just thought it was a joke.

But brutality and cruelty are the other side of this nation, and Mexican gangs have elevated the rules of street games to another dimension.

Whether it is white motorcycle gangs or black gangs, they are as ridiculous as playing house in front of the organized crime system they have established.

Jorge shook his head and said, "I've told you before, give me some money and I can help you solve all your problems."

"Those Cubans are a bit difficult, but if you give me the right numbers, I can guarantee you'll never hear that noise again."

Leon fully understood what Jorge meant. Violence is the most effective way to resolve disputes in most cases.

But what he wants is popularity; violence is not the goal but a means.

Making money is the ultimate goal!
As the two of them chatted, the business car arrived at Ariana's luxury apartment building unknowingly.

dong dong——

Li Ang had just knocked on the door for three seconds when it opened.

"Leon!" Ariana threw herself into Leon's arms.

All signs indicated that she had been waiting at the door since the call ended.

"Okay, Xiao A, let me hear your work first."

"Yeah! You will definitely love it!" Ariana let go of Leon's neck with a proud look on her face.

Only then did Leon notice the other person's clothes.

She was wearing a pink tulle nightgown. Although the weather in March was still very cold, the heating in this luxury apartment was excellent.

So much so that when she stepped barefoot on the floor, the shadow under the gauze was vaguely visible.

It seems to be a vacuum.

Before Leon could savor the music, Ariana pulled him into the living room. She stood tall and proud beside the piano, but just as she was about to play, Leon couldn't hold back any longer.

He covered his mouth and laughed out loud.

"Hey, even if you want to criticize me, you should at least listen to the work first!" Ariana frowned and pouted.

"I don't think I need to listen anymore."

"Why?!" Feeling aggrieved, Ariana's eyes were filled with stars. "I wrote this song to protect you!"

Li Ang curled his lips helplessly. He could feel the other party's sincerity.

But the question is, who would use the piano to perform a DISS song?

No matter how vicious the lyrics are, it's like firing bullets made of marshmallows from an AK47.

When Leon pointed this out, Ariana sat on the stool for a full minute.

"What you said seems to make sense."

Li Ang patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Just take the time to write a tweet, and I'll take care of the rest."

"You mean let me be a cheerleader on the side?"

"Yeah, you have to remember to tweet at least once a day, it's good for your record sales!"

"Okay." Ariana blinked her long eyelashes, "But so many of them attacked you, and the words they used were extremely dirty and vulgar!"

"You are obviously not what they say you are. You are the best boss in the world!"

Faced with Ariana's heartfelt praise, Leon didn't know what to say.

This girl obviously doesn't understand the true side of her boss.

Didi is a scumbag, and Li Ang is no worse than him, a devil.

"Okay, stop worrying about Beef. This matter will have a result soon." Leon's eyes inadvertently swept across Ariana's chest, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Looking down from a high vantage point is a magical perspective.

He shook his head, pulling himself away from the spring light that filled his eyes. "'Senorita' has performed very well. It has been downloaded over 150 million times since it was launched on the streaming platform more than two months ago. The physical album was released a little later, but it has also sold over 70 copies."

"Tomorrow I'll have Aisha transfer the sales share for this period into your account."

The CD of "Senorita" is priced at $4 per copy, and the vinyl record is priced at $13.5.

According to the contract's 40% sales share and % copyright income, Grande will earn more than $ from physical record sales.

The album "Demons" and Robbie's "Faded" have passed their prime sales period, and the biggest supplement to Leon's wallet recently came from the physical record sales of "Senorita".

The black-hearted boss Li Ang took away most of the profits.

Including the sales revenue of "Demons" and "Faded", the assets that had just shrunk due to investment in movies have been restored.

He became a multi-millionaire again.

In fact, the actual income situation is far more than this. The calculation of royalties in the American music market is very complicated.

It usually consists of printing royalties, mechanical reproduction royalties, performance royalties and synchronization royalties.

The largest proportion of these is synchronization royalties, which must be paid to the copyright owner as long as the content is used for commercial purposes.

For a hit electronic music work like "Faded", the income from synchronization royalties cannot be ignored.

Therefore, Li Ang has always felt that the company's financial department needs to expand again, otherwise it will have to seek to sign a contract with an accounting firm.

Otherwise, it will be a headache to calculate the benefits.

When Ariana learned that a huge sum of money would be transferred to her account, she did not show any surprise.

Even a little lost.

"So, according to our agreement, if the physical record sells another 130 million copies, I can produce my own album, right?"

Li Ang smiled with relief. He knew exactly what the girl was thinking.

For such a wealthy girl who has no worries about food and clothing, money is not the only purpose of entering the entertainment industry.

In Ariana's opinion, although the performance of "Senorita" is excellent, it is not her original work.

She wants to prove herself so much!

Li Ang touched Ariana's head and said, "Don't worry, this won't take long, just a few months at most."

"really?"

Li Ang replied: "Based on the current sales momentum, it seems so."

"That's great!" Ariana immediately stood up, picked up Leon's arm and shook it left and right.

"I think I should go." Li Ang glanced down at his watch.

"Ah? Are you leaving so soon?" Ariana said shyly, unable to hide her disappointment. "Don't you want to have another sauna? There's no Finnish sauna as good as this one in all of New York."

This sentence hit the target in Li Ang's mind.

He was really tired today.

He didn't have time to think about anything else and agreed to Ariana's request to stay, completely forgetting about Jorge who was waiting downstairs.

After entering the bathroom, he first lay down in the luxurious triangle bathtub and took a bath.

The days' fatigue was swept away in the steaming water vapor.

Less than two minutes into his enjoyment, his phone rang again. The caller was 50 Cent.

"Damn it!" Li Ang answered the phone cursing.

"Bro! Where are you now!"

“In New York.”

"Shxt, how's your diss going? Kendrick just wrote a song, but I think it's too sissy and not powerful enough!" 50 Cent asked anxiously.

Faced with doubts, Li Ang's anxiety, which had just subsided, surged up again.

The opponent's attacks came one after another, but his camp still had no idea what to do with the DISS work.

We can only hope for the extremely unstable inspiration refresh mechanism.

"I'm still creating, it will take some time." Li Ang said perfunctorily.

"Fxxk bro! We don't have time. We haven't done anything except trash talk. Now those fans are calling us softies!" 50 Cent was so excited that every word he said sounded like he was rapping.

This tough guy who was shot 9 times valued the street honor of "tough guy" more than anything else.

"Don't worry, man, let the rumors fly for a while."

"Fxxk"

drip-

50 Cent wanted to say something, but Li Ang didn't give him any chance and hung up the phone.

He stood up from the bathtub, but as soon as he took a step, a new problem occurred.

The bathroom door was pushed open.

"Leon, can we go together? I have many questions I want to ask you."

Ariana walked in wearing a gauzy nightgown, not realizing what was happening.

Until Leon quickly ran to the rack where the bath towels were hung.

"Wo" Ariana seemed to have seen something extraordinary and was petrified on the spot.

She covered her mouth with her hands, and two clouds of fire quickly rose on her pretty face.

Under the action of water vapor, the chiffon pajamas become more close-fitting and transparent.

The entire bathroom heated up again from the burning of her blushing face.

"Oh my God."

"Ariana, I told you to knock before coming in." Leon tied the bath towel slowly and said helplessly.

"Sorry. I'm used to it."

"Oh my god. What did I just see?"

"Brother Bai Ni's rumors are actually true!"

(End of this chapter)