After a short silence, Ma Yuchen's voice finally came from the other side of the phone again. I only heard him laugh dryly and said, "Hahaha, Mr. Hao Qiao is really good at joking." ”

"I'm not kidding you, oh, I'm serious. There can be no change in the proportion of this share, and the time of my broadcast must also be decided by myself, and if I sign a contract with you, it is only a cooperation, and your company cannot interfere with my freedom. ”

Listening to Hao Qiao's words, Ma Yuchen on the opposite side quieted down again.

After another half an hour, he asked in a somewhat heavy tone, "Mr. Hao Qiao, are you serious?" ”

"Of course it's serious, these are necessary conditions, and I can't change them." Hao Qiao's tone was very resolute.

"Okay, I see, then please give me a moment, I need to go and talk to the higher-ups." Ma Yuchen's voice on the other side sounded like he was not in a good mood.

When Hao Qiao heard this, he said with a smile: "Okay, you go and ask, I'm not in a hurry." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the other side had already hung up the phone.

In Shenzhou City, Ma Yuchen put down the phone with a somewhat unpleasant face, bowed his head and thought about it in his office, then he stood up, pushed open the office door and walked outside.

When he came to the door of the office on the other side, he tidied up his clothes a little, then coughed lightly, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

"Knock Knock"

"Come in."

The voice of a middle-aged man came from inside the office.

Ma Yuchen pushed the door open with a "squeak", and after entering, he closed the door again.

"Ponies?"

The middle-aged man glanced up at Ma Yuchen, took off his eyes, beckoned to him, and asked, "Is there something wrong?" What was the reaction of the person who asked you to contact him? ”

Ma Yuchen walked up to the middle-aged man respectfully, and then said, "Mr. Kun, I'm sorry to disappoint you." The first contact has not progressed much so far. ”

"Oh? What did he say? ”

The middle-aged man who was called Mr. Kun raised his eyebrows, looked at Ma Yuchen and asked with a smile, and there was no emotion in his expression.

"Well, that's right, he made some requirements to me, which are quite harsh, so I can't make a decision for him directly, so I can only come and ask your opinion for the time being."

Saying this, Ma Yuchen told Mr. Kun about the brief conversation between himself and Hao Qiao.

Listening to Ma Yuchen's words, Mr. Kun's brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

After all, no matter which live broadcast company it is, no one will be happy to hear that an anchor wants to share profits with his own company.

The live broadcast industry has been popular for several years, and the share between the anchor and the company has long been decided.

Not to mention that Hao Qiao is just a pure newcomer anchor who has just shown a little potential, and even the signing share of Ai Xiaoxue, the most popular anchor in their Flying Bird TV, is only 7 to 3.

How could that Hao Qiao dare to ask for a ninety-seven percent share when he opened his mouth?

You know, don't look at Hao Qiaocai's first live broadcast, tens of thousands of people watched it, it seems to be very awesome. But that Ai Xiaoxue relied on her excellent appearance and versatile skills, and as early as two years ago, her first live broadcast set a record of 100,000 people watching online at the same time.

And this record has not yet been broken by any rookie anchor.

In the past two years, Ai Xiaoxue's popularity has increased day by day, and she has long been on a level comparable to that of a first-line star. The highest record has even reached 5 million people online at the same time in the live broadcast room!

This is the real data in their background, without the slightest moisture.

When it reached this value that time, it really scared them hard.

But it's only that time when it's so high, it's such an exaggerated figure. Generally speaking, Ai Xiaoxue's data hovers around 150 to more than 2 million.

But this is also this data, how many anchors can't dream of it?

Just Ai Xiaoxue, the anchor, how much income can it bring to Flying Bird TV?

Mr. Kun is very clear.

But how far can Hao Qiao, a newcomer anchor with some potential, develop?

Mr. Kun didn't dare to confirm it.

Anyway, judging from the 97% share ratio he gave, unless this Hao Qiao has tens of millions or tens of millions of people watching every live broadcast, otherwise, it is not cost-effective for them as a live broadcast platform, and he has so many other requirements.

After all, Mr. Kun is still just an ordinary person, living in an ordinary time for decades, and he can't imagine that one day in the future, it will be one after another. A series of major events occurred that shook the world.

Therefore, he can only use his ordinary eyes to limit Hao Qiao's development.

After some thought, considering that Hao Qiao's live broadcast is very fresh and can attract a lot of viewers at the beginning, the popularity will still fade as time goes by.

It's exciting to watch catching ghosts all the time, but what about after dozens or hundreds of times? Besides, are there so many ghosts in the world for him to catch? If he doesn't catch ghosts, what else can he do live?

These are all things that Mr. Kun considers.

So in the end, Mr. Kun still decided,Let Ma Yuchen contact Hao Qiao again,Tell him about his future development,See if you can move him,Change the sharing ratio to seven to three,This is already the limit of their Flying Bird TV。

When Ma Yuchen heard this, he expressed his understanding, turned around and took out the phone and dialed Hao Qiao again.

But before he could say a word, Ma Yuchen had already hung up the phone with a very ugly face.

Turning around, Mr. Kun looked at Ma Yuchen's face and already knew the outcome of the matter. Immediately, I couldn't help but feel a little angry at Hao Qiao's ignorance.

"Humph! Do you really think it's great if you know a few tricks? If you open your mouth, you want to be 97 percent, and you are not afraid of death? ”

Mr. Kun patted the table, very unhappy.

Ma Yuchen stood aside, but said again: "That Hao Qiao He also said that because he didn't sign a contract in the last live broadcast, he didn't care about us." But his half of the share had to be called to him. ”

When Mr. Kun heard this, his face became even more ugly: "What? Is that kid still afraid that we will swallow his little money? You go back and talk to the finance department later, and call him the money, hum! ”

Ma Yuchen looked at Mr. Kun's face and was also a little overwhelmed, but after thinking about it, he finally said stubbornly: "In addition, we originally thought that we could sign this Hao Qiao 100%. The Propaganda Department has already done a good job of publicity, so it's up to you to send it at a certain time. But now it seems ......"

Listening to Ma Yuchen's words, Mr. Kun's face turned a little red, and he puffed out his eyes and thought about it, just about to ask Ma Yuchen to ask the people from the Propaganda Department to cancel this propaganda, but suddenly saw the mobile phone screen on the table next to him light up, and then vibrate.

Some angrily took the mobile phone and connected it, and Mr. Kun "hey" it.

Listening to the words on the other side of the phone, Mr. Kun's originally angry face gradually became better.

After the other party talked a few times, he looked at Ma Yuchen with a happy face and said, "Take the propaganda and continue to do it, but change the name." Hum! I'm here to make that kid take a good look, he's not the only one in this world who can have live content in this area!