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What are you talking about here?

What Ming Hongyan said to the New Year's painting just now, the New Year's painting was given to Wu Meiyu with a backhand.

Who let her come up and scold herself?

None of the others spoke, and she couldn't wait to jump out.

New Year's painting raised his hand and pinched the nail cover of his little thumb: "Miss Wu, you used to be the eldest lady of Wu Liangcai Jewelry, and I still gave you such a loss of face, and now you are the dog leg behind Mr. Ming, do you think you are still qualified to shout in front of me?" ”

Wu Meiyu hadn't seen the angry appearance of the middle-aged painting before she imagined it, and she was already so angry with the New Year's painting that she didn't know who was watching whose jokes.

"What's your name?" Ming Hongyan spoke again.

This is simply a mockery of Chiguoguo.

Nian Hua smiled and said, "My name is New Year's Painting, and you will remember this name in the future." ”

Ming Hongyan sneered: "New Year's paintings, right? The water flows to the lower places, the people go to the higher places, the prospects of our Hongyan Records are very good, they are willing to come to our company, is there any problem? Even if you get angry again, it won't help. I think you might as well think about how to keep your record label alive when you have time. Oh, by the way, don't rush out of business, or I'll lose a lot of fun. ”

"Am I angry? Sorry, no! It's just a bunch of garbage. I'll give it to you if you want. ”

The New Year's paintings call those who are poached garbage garbage, and Ming Hongyan's Hongyan Record Company is a veritable garbage dump.

Ming Hongyan didn't laugh angrily, she thought that the New Year's painting was deliberately provoking her.

"So what are you doing here? Is it self-inflicted? ”

"I said, I'm here to ask for an account! Even if it's garbage, it's still worth a little money. ”

As he spoke, he found a chair for the New Year's painting, and the gods sat down.

"We didn't buy anyone from you, why should you ask us for an account?"

As soon as the matter of buying people was mentioned, some people looked at Wu Meiyu, and I am afraid that this matter will become Wu Meiyu's voice for the rest of her life.

Nian Hua put down the bag, took out a bunch of documents from it, she took the top one and handed it to Ming Hongyan.

"Let's see."

Ming Hongyan hesitated, but still took the document and read it from beginning to end.

"You don't owe me, but the people you poached still owe our company a lot of liquidated damages. Since you've signed them, you should have thought about helping them pay the liquidated damages, right? Page 3, Article 16, take a good look. ”

Ming Hongyan quickly turned to the third page and found the clause that the New Year painting said.

It is clearly stated that if Party B breaks the contract without permission, it will have to pay 8,000 yuan in liquidated damages.

Those people came to Ming Hongyan's company, and there was no doubt that they broke the contract.

"Call them all."

Soon the dozen or so people walked up from the stage.

"Fang Jiawen, did you sign this contract?"

On the last page of the contract, there is Fang Jiawen's signature and stamped handprint.

Fang Jiawen looked at it and nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me about it before?"

Fang Jiawen muttered in a low voice: "You didn't ask, how can I think of it?" ”

Ming Hongyan glared at Fang Jiawen fiercely, and then looked at the others one by one.

"Have you signed it?"

Everyone was silent, and they all signed the same contract.

New Year's painting smiled: "No need to ask, the copies of the contract are here, if you want to take a closer look at them one by one, it won't take much time anyway." ”

Ming Hongyan didn't look at it and didn't speak.

There was silence in the training room for a moment.