Chapter 182: I Just Don't Sign It

Standing outside the practice room, looking at Oh Jae-young, who was practicing choreographing and practicing alone for the concert performance, despite being bandaged, and constantly sweating, Yang Hyun-seok sighed.

There was a car accident in his eyes, which did not let the artist recuperate, but forced him to get up and continue to transfuse blood for the company.

Even S.M has never been so demanding of its artists.

Personally, he didn't want to do that. This is not only inhumane, but also easy to dishonest.

But it can't be helped.

In addition to Oh Jae-young, YG also has artists such as GUMMY, Hwangsung, and BIGBANG. They also cooperate with other small brokerage companies to help launch their artists through their own channels to earn fees.

However, YG's "main business" is all focused on Oh Jae-young. The kind of business that has one less will make people feel distressed for a long time.

In the past few days when Wu Zairong was absent from work, in order to coordinate these important trips, the company was almost a mess, and everyone's faces were gray.

Postpone?

No way. Not only is YG's schedule difficult to adjust, but the patience of the other party is absolutely limited.

Cancel?

No, it doesn't. The loss of any customer is a heartache for YG. Especially now that YG is growing rapidly, but the foundation is not working.

Let other artists in the company take over?

Are you kidding. Not to mention the other artists of the company, among the artists who are active in South Korea at this stage, they are not considered actors, and who else can compare to Wu Jae-young's popularity.

Not just for schedule, but also economically.

Moreover, for the development of the company, he spread out the stall very much, and it was difficult to support it without a steady stream of wool harvested from Wu Zairong.

Even if you try to hold on. All undistributed profits are placed in the capital reserve, not in the profit reserve. The company's earnings at the end of the year, that is, the rate of return on shares, certainly did not meet the requirements of shareholders.

Holding a hen that lays golden eggs, with such an excellent solo artist, the year-end report should be ugly. Yang Hyun-seok can already imagine the situation where those investors are in trouble.

Those guys who just sit and wait to collect the money, even if they talk about the company's prospects, it is useless.

All they read was the profit statement they got at the end of each year, and they didn't care much about it.

Because YG is his Yang Hyun Suk's word, YG's development is really benefiting from Yang Hyun Suk's voice in the entertainment industry, not those shareholders who have no position. Let them sacrifice the gains of the present. Thinking about the future of the company and serving himself, Yang Hyun Suk admits that he does not have that kind of charm.

Retracting his gaze from the practice room, Yang turned around and paced to the office.

Unconsciously, has the company relied on Oh Jae-young to this extent?

If Oh Jae-young is so comfortable to bring it down in Korea, I'm afraid that YG will become Oh Jae-young's one-man planning company.

All mercy faded, leaving only the ruthlessness of a merchant.

I'm sorry. Even if you are seriously injured, please Wu Zairong you. Keep doing your best for the company and burn your surplus value.

That's what an entertainer is.

No matter how big the trend is, in front of the brokerage company you represent, it's just a joke, just a commodity that can be controlled remotely.

However, if you let Yang Hyun Suk know. All the bandages on Wu Zairong's body now are just decorations, how wonderful his expression will be.

Do you feel that your kindness is really too unworthy to hand over?

Hehehe.

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Open the notebook, plug in the USB drive, and click on an encrypted folder.

A video window pops up.

In the video. He was desolate, covering his "wounds all over his body" with bandages, and "had to" practice hard for the next concert.

Just looking at it, I feel pitiful. If this video is released, I don't know how many people will be angry at YG's black heart.

But having said that, the clarity of the cameras set up by the company in the practice room is really not low.

Yes, that's what the company looks like inside the security room. While the security guard was eating lunch and deserting, he unknowingly got this thing out.

Not only this video, but also the means to counter YG's oppression, he definitely has no shortage of methods. For example

Syllable.

With an expressionless face, Wu Zairong closed the lid of the notebook.

"Director Zhang, is there anything you want me to do?" It's not Song Chenghao, during this time, his agent has been arranged a lot.

"It's nothing," Director Zhang paused, but when he stopped, Wu Zairong's heart rose to his throat, "Gummy's single feat......"

"Ahh That's the thing," he blinked, "I still remember, I'll go back later, Director Zhang, I'm really bothering you." ”

"Zai Rong is still polite," for this artist who was injured like this and was pulled up from the hospital bed by the company, Director Zhang always felt sorry in his heart.

Glancing around, an indescribable embarrassment arose, "It's nothing, I'll leave first, you can continue to contact Zai Rong, if you have anything, tell me." ”

"Hmm. You're good to go. ”

Seeing Director Zhang leave, Wu Zairong breathed a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Director Zhang didn't see the video he played before. The theft of the company's surveillance footage is not a legal act no matter how you look at it.

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Limping down the hallway, in order to match his current "sick number", Oh Jae-young is now on his way to Gummy's recording studio.

As he passed one of the practice rooms in the hallway, Wu Zairong stopped.

Without him, the music played in the practice room is the original title of his three albums, [black].

Not similar, but just. As the creator of this song, Wu Zairong has no doubt that he will hear it wrong.

Without opening the door, Wu Jaerong can recognize the person inside. The sound of footsteps told him that there was not just one person inside, but a group.

YG's current group is only BIGBANG.

Cut your own music and leave it to BIGBANG?

Yang Xianshuo did really enough.

AND TEDDY, WHO NEVER THOUGHT THAT TEDDY WOULD TAKE CARE OF HIM ALL THE TIME, AND TEDDY, WHOM HE REGARDED AS A MENTOR AND FRIEND, WOULD STAB HIMSELF IN THE BACK.

A very strange feeling arose.

Sadness?

No.

Wrath?

Not so shallow.

Dreariness?

There's that smell, but it's more complicated than that.

He suddenly remembered that a few weeks ago, outside the door of Yang Hyun-suk's office, he heard Kwon Zhi-ryong and Yang Hyun-seok arguing.

Kwon Ji-ryong yells for the president to believe in his talent, while Yang Hyun-seok insists that it's for your good.

At that time, I was still confused, and I couldn't understand why Kwon Ji-ryong, who usually respected Yang Hyun-seok so much, had a dispute with the president.

Now that I think about it, ah, so that's what happened.

The song was misappropriated, and the party himself was the last to know.

It's really bitter.

There was silence for a while, and the door of the trainees was not opened, the five children inside were just scapegoats, and the company wanted to force them, how could they refuse.

Wrap the bandage tightly and the corners of your mouth. Slowly, slowly walking down the hallway.

He's going to get justice for himself.

Tearing your face?

Doesn't matter.

Anyway, it's not him who should be afraid.

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For him, the appropriation of musical works, as a fuse, is enough.

This time, the old feelings didn't work. This is an unforgivable sin.

If he compromises, Yang Hyun Suk can appropriate BIGBANG once, and he can do it again for the next group. Eventually, he will become a machine that sells songs.

This kind of thing, Yang Xianshuo and him, will definitely do it.

Violently kicked open the office door.

Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He walked fast.

Before Yang Hyun-seok had time to frown, he sat down opposite Yang Hyun-suk.

Expressionless.

"I said," Wu Zairong's eyes showed a dangerous glint, "You have gone too far this time. "It's in half a language.

Yang Hyun-suk's anger was also stirred, "This is the company's decision," he stood up, using height to represent momentum. "You don't have the right to speak."

Standing up on the ground, Yang Xianshuo was even forced to take a step back by Wu Jaerong's momentum of choosing people, but he quickly stabilized his position.

"You!" You still want to rebel and can't succeed, as the president, Yang Hyunshuo still has this advantage.

Oh Jae-young put his hand against Yang Hyun-suk's head, "You can use it." "Extremely arrogant.

"This song, I just don't sign a copyright contract! You use it! Poked Yang Hyun-seok hard into the chair, "Yes!" ”

"I'll see if you dare to use it." (To be continued......)

PS: PS (If you build a readership, what kind of group is built, I don't understand, I'm stuck in the first step, woo woo woo woo...... )