On the way back, Li Xue was nagging and complaining all the way, thinking that Mu Rong should not hide from her about changing the contract from Sister Hua, which made her very passive.

Mu Rong listened quietly, thinking secretly in his heart.

Judging from the attitude shown by Sister Hua, there is a chance that there is no hope for changing the contract.

can't even make a contract for a small artist like him, it seems that Sister Hua's control of the company's artist brokerage business has indeed been problematic.

It is a bit tricky to report to the head office for the contract change.

He and Sister Hua still have some affections, but with the company's leadership, that is a pure relationship between superiors and subordinates, and people will not give him face.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Rong asked, "Sister Xue, what is the liquidated damages for my contract?" ”

Hearing his words, Li Xue was stunned: "What do you want to do?" ”

"I'll ask."

Mu Rong didn't say much.

Li Xue solemnly advised: "Don't make old mistakes!" You're just starting to get better, don't fool around! ”

"You can tell me how much."

Mu Rong asked.

Li Xue was helpless, and opened her mouth to throw out a number: "One million." ”

Million...

Mu Rong shook his head and complained secretly.

It's better to be the boss to make money! He is such a small artist, and he has to pay one million in liquidated damages, how much do other artists get?

An artist of Li Bingyu's level, if he also wants to terminate the contract, it is estimated that he will have to shed his skin if he does not die.

That's right, he did want to terminate the contract.

Even in the Qinglou during the Great Song Dynasty, the bustard only took half of the profits from the girls.

This has been poked in the backbone, saying that they eat people and don't spit out bones.

The percentage of his contract is as high as 90%, which is almost in time to sell himself into slavery.

If Sister Hua can call the shots in this matter, and the new contract conditions given are good, then for Dong Zhihua's sake, he is still willing to fulfill the contract.

But if you want to fight for this matter from the company, it won't be interesting, it's better to terminate the contract as soon as possible and settle down.

However, it is easy to terminate the contract, but the liquidated damages are a problem.

The laws of this world are perfect, and if you are burdened with a lawsuit, it will be more troublesome.

So, you still have to find a way to make money!

On the other side, Wang Jinghua's house.

Since Mu Rong and the two left, Wang Jinghua has been sitting on the sofa frowning and thinking.

"What's wrong?" Dong Zhihua asked with a smile: "Isn't it just to add some money to Xiaorong?" Is it so difficult? ”

"You know what?"

Wang Jinghua waved her hand irritably, she wasn't thinking about this problem at all.

I got up and picked up my phone and went to the study.

She reached out to turn on the computer, and the large-screen monitor slowly lit up, and the XP interface appeared.

Using the mouse to open an office software, she used her two-finger Zen to clumsily enter an application to change the artist's contract.

In the column of changing the content, she hesitated, and then entered: "The revenue sharing ratio is 10% for the original artist and 90% for the company; Changed to 30% for entertainers and 70% for companies. ”

This sharing ratio already belongs to Class B contracts, and many of the company's old artists are also in this ratio.

She originally wanted to directly adjust to the 50% share ratio of each, but it was a Class A contract, many old artists did not get a Class A contract, Mu Rong jumped directly to Class A, it was not in accordance with the rules, and others would have opinions.

After signing the application, she clicked submit.

Then, she switched her account and entered Wang Zhongjun's account, intending to approve it.

However, as soon as she re-entered, the system backend showed a list of applications that had been processed.

She clicked on it, only to find that it was the same application she had just submitted.

The approval status displayed for the request is Rejected.

With a frown, she picked up her phone and dialed out.

It only rang once, and the phone was connected.

"Hello? Sister Hua. ”

The three founders of the company are all surnamed Wang, but no one calls Wang Jinghua Mr. Wang, and she doesn't like others to call her that, everyone calls her Sister Hua.

"Mr. Wang, did you reject the application I just submitted?"

Wang Jinghua went straight to the point and asked directly.

"Oh, I'm working on the approval report right now, and I just saw your application, so I'm going to process it."

Wang Zhongjun explained disappreliantly: "I read your application, and the Mu Rong contract has only been fulfilled halfway, why do you have to change the contract?" ”

Hearing that he rejected his application without going through himself, a trace of anger flashed in Wang Jinghua's eyes: "The artist's contract was signed with me, and it is my business to change the contract, why did you reject my application casually?" ”

"You can't say that!"

Wang Zhongjun said with a smile: "Tai Wenhua is also part of the company, if you change the share ratio of artists, won't the profits attributable to the company be less?" ”

"I will control it myself, and I will not lose any of the profits that should be handed over, so you don't care!"

Wang Jinghua's tone was a little colder.

Hearing that she was a little angry, Wang Zhongjun laughed and diverted the topic: "Let's not talk about this matter for now, the annual meeting will be held immediately, I will go back to Beiping in a few days, and I will talk about it when I go back, okay?" I still have something to do, hang up first! ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the busy sound from the mobile phone, Wang Jinghua's heart was on fire, and she slapped the mobile phone on the desk.

"Too much deception!"

When Wang Zhongjun asked her to cooperate, it was called politeness.

It's only been a few years? I can't wait to unload the mill and kill the donkey.

I was in a hurry, and the old lady directly took the artists to jump ship collectively!

was angry in her heart, but after the anger subsided, Wang Jinghua still did not submit another application after all.

Now is not the time to turn against the Huayi brothers.

Although there are many artist resources under her hands, the resources of film and television production are still in the hands of the Huayi brothers.

In terms of cooperation, they cooperated with Feng Pants and won the runner-up at the annual box office with a "Endless", and successfully created the concept of domestic Chinese New Year stalls.

In the following years, they and Feng Pants successively produced movies such as "A Sigh" and "Big Names", which were box office hits one after another, and Feng Pants became one of the highest-grossing directors in the mainland at present.

She still has to think about the artists under her hands, if she tears her face with the Huayi brothers now, it will hurt the artists under her hands in the end, as well as herself.

Anyway, Wang Zhongjun should come back in a few days, so let's wait for him to come back and talk to him again!

On the other side, in a gallery in Bali, Wang Zhongjun hung up the phone and pursed his lips disdainfully: "An old bustard, pretending to be Nima?" ”

As he spoke, he instructed the assistant who was holding the computer to log in to the system: "Change my account password for me, and no one will be allowed to log in to my account in the future!" ”

Behind him, Wang Zhonglei groaned and persuaded: "Sister Hua is the person in charge of the artist department, so don't make too much trouble with her, right?" ”

"Humph! She thought she would be able to pinch me with a few actors? Dream! ”

Wang Zhongjun snorted coldly: "The president of a subsidiary, all applications go through the process by themselves, so what do you want me to do as the chairman?" ”

Wang Zhonglei hesitated and asked: "If you suppress her so much, aren't you afraid that she will jump ship with an artist?" ”

"I'll lend her guts!"

Wang Zhongjun disdainful: "There is filming, Jiao'er is Jiao'er, without filming, Jiao'er is not even as good as a dog."

As long as Feng pants are still there, we are not afraid of the actors making trouble, what we have to do is to control the upstream and the platform.

I just want to beat her well, I want her to figure it out, now it's her Wang Jinghua begging me! ”

With that, he turned his face away, looked at an oil painting hanging on the wall, and asked the gallery manager, "How much does this painting cost?" ”

"Six hundred thousand euros."

"I bought it!"