Xia Yitong—kneeling in the air conditioner remote control.
Lu Yinbing—One is too few, kneel in a row.
Xia Yitong—Okay.
Lu Yinbing quickly made a note of this in the little notebook in his heart, waiting to settle the accounts later, and asked: Have you finished recording the show
Xia Yitong—I’ve finished recording and it went pretty smoothly.
Xia Yitong originally wanted to tell her about the question asked by the host and the fact that she had praised her for six minutes to take credit for it, but then she thought it better not to tell her for the time being and give Lu Yinbing a surprise. She would probably read it, so she didn't continue the conversation.
Lu Yinbing - I didn't expect my girlfriend to be busier than me [sigh]
Xia Yitong - If I'm not busy, how can I keep up with you? Your fans are scolding me again [sigh]
Lu Yinbing - Angry, I'm going to wash the powder [roll up arms and sleeves]
Xia Yitong—Hey, don't do that. You're just looking for trouble. The media will write nonsense about you again.
Lu Yinbing—I had no intention of going, I was just saying it, I knew you would definitely not let me go, you care more about my public image than I do [laughs]
Xia Yitong - I just said it casually. In fact, it's better for you to wash your powder, so that they won't always fail to recognize the facts and call you husband all the time.
Lu Yinbing—Are you jealous? There are many people calling you husband in the comments below.
Xia Yitong—At least I don’t have any male fans calling me husband.
Lu Yinbing—Who knows, men nowadays are very diverse, maybe he is secretly calling you husband through the screen.
Lu Yinbing—I say, if you are jealous, next time we meet, just yell at me and I promise to agree.
Xia Yitong imagined the scene and smiled so much that she couldn't help laughing. She glanced at the driver's rearview mirror and restrained herself for a moment. After a while, her true colors were revealed again.
Fang Wei shook her head slightly.
Tsk.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Xia Yitong went back to the company because she was called back. The headquarters of Qin Group is in City S, and its main business is not in the entertainment industry. Qin Teng originally built this entertainment company just for fun and to get a piece of the pie, so he didn't go to Beijing where many stars gathered, but settled in City S. Xia Yitong's work is mostly in City B, and if there is nothing to do, he doesn't often go back to the company.
As soon as she entered the company, Su Han came up to her and whispered, "It's about discussing the contract."
Xia Yitong nodded. She still had less than half a year of work to do, so the company should be anxious. However, since her last offer was decisively rejected and used as a warning, she thought the company had no intention of renewing her contract, so they should use this half-year schedule to quickly let her make some money for the company.
The temperature of the central air conditioner in the company was quite high. Xia Yitong took off his coat and asked, "Are we going to the meeting room?"
Su Han said: "No."
Xia Yitong stopped and said "Huh" in surprise.
"I don't know how to tell you either," Su Han himself was a little confused, "Boss Qin wants to talk to you in person."
Xia Yitong's first reaction was: "Boss Qin is here?" Boss Qin is Qin Teng, the father of the company's boss Qin Mu. Is she so proud? She actually alarmed Qin Teng for a small contract renewal.
Su Han sighed: "It's Mr. Qin."
Mr. Qin, the target was very obvious, Qin Mu, the one who slept at the conference table nine times out of ten meetings as a mascot, the only thing missing was a bed being moved in to lie down on.
On the way to Qin Mu's office, Xia Yitong learned from Su Han the most magical thing this year that shocked all the company's executives - Qin Mu was going to be in charge.
I heard that she has been coming to work on time for half a month in a row, which is as thrilling as a comet hitting the earth.
The playboy is going to be the boss. Xia Yitong and the company executives reacted in the same way and said in horror: "Is she possessed by evil spirits?"
Su Han shrugged and opened the door for her: "Who knows? Come in."
"You're not coming in?"
"Boss Qin only called you." Su Han said.
The door of the chairman's office was closed from the outside, and Xia Yiting walked in. In order to prevent the desk from obstructing her view while she was sleeping on the sofa, Qin Mu deliberately designed a strange angle so that she could not see where the desk was at all when she entered the door.
"Xia Yitong? Come in." Qin Mu's voice was indirect and came from a blind spot on the right. Her serious voice actually had a capable flavor.
Xia Yitong walked around from the potted plants and saw Qin Mu sitting behind the curved desk. This young Qin had a sharp face and his every move seemed to contain poison. He was a real beauty, no worse than any female star in the circle.
Qin Mu's huge desk, which used to have only two pages of paper on it, is now filled with folders of all sizes. He is dressed conservatively in a simple black sweater, with his right sleeve rolled up for easier writing. He also wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and he looks like a workplace elite.
Qin Mu has been muddle-headed and muddle-headed for more than 20 years. The other playboys she played with have all grown up more or less, but she is the only one who is still struggling. She received some stimulation a few days ago, and suddenly she got an epiphany and decided to work hard. She planned to do her best to make the business at hand a success, so that she can stand up straight in front of the old man and have the capital to fight against her father's illegitimate son outside.
Xia Yitong stood in front of the table, paused, and called out, "Boss Qin."
Qin Mu didn't even raise her head: "Boss Qin, call me sister."
Xia Yitong's nervous mood since entering the room relaxed and said, "Sister Mu."
Qin Mu: "Sit down."
Xia Yitong sat in the chair and moved forward.
Qin Mu thought about how her father talked to the branch company president, and followed suit, asking, "I heard that you don't want to renew your contract with the company? Are there any conditions that you're not satisfied with? Tell me."
Xia Yitong tilted her head and almost choked. Is there anyone as straightforward as her? At least she could show some concern for her artists first.
Qin Mu was so stiff talking to her that she felt uncomfortable all over. Before Xia Yitong said a word, she couldn't hold back and revealed her true nature. "This place is too stuffy. Let's go to the sofa and talk."
She took a folder from her hand, tucked it under her arm and walked towards the sofa. Xia Yitong narrowed her eyes and thought that it was most likely a contract renewal.
"Would you like some coffee?" Xia Yitong used the coffee machine in her office very smoothly.
"Drink it, with milk but no sugar."
The two of them sat on the sofa, with coffee on the small table in front of them, the aroma was fragrant. Qin Mu felt sleepy as soon as she sat here, she shook her head, cheered up, and continued to talk about the previous topic.
Xia Yitong said: "I previously asked Sister Su Han to tell the company my conditions."
Qin Mu lowered his head and tapped his temple with his index finger, thinking hard: "It's that one, 190% split, and only signed for three years, right?"
Xia Yitong nodded.
President Qin had a headache. From a human relations perspective, although this condition was a bit harsh, it was still within her acceptable range. However, from the company's perspective, she had to tell the truth.
"You are asking too much." Qin Mu said, "Don't blame me for being harsh. The blueprint you gave us is all empty talk. You painted a pie for us, but we can see it but can't eat it. Although your career is still on the rise, how long will it take for you to successfully transform from an idol to a powerful actor, and then win an award as the best actress? An optimistic estimate is two years. By the time you win the award, our contract will be almost expired, and you can only take on one or two more projects. After the project is over, you will leave, and we will not enjoy any of the benefits we should have enjoyed. We are just making things easier for you. Unless the contract you sign with us is longer."
Xia Yitong said: "I estimate that in less than three years, the limit I can give is only three years."
Qin Mu: “…”
Xia Yitong: “…”
The two of them stared at each other for a moment.
Qin Mu waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't know what to say. I just started, and I don't know much about the company's business. This is the final version of the contract they discussed. It is the most favorable terms we can offer. If you really don't agree, I can't do anything."
She threw the folder to Xia Yitong and took out a bag of potato chips from the drawer under the coffee table and ate them. They were crunchy when chewed.
It can be said that he is very dandy!
While eating, she asked Xia Yitong to move over and sit with her, occasionally giving her verbal highlights. "Here, here is the profit sharing." "Well, the second paragraph is about your future work arrangements." "This... I didn't understand it for a long time. What is it? Can you explain it to me?" "I don't understand that either. Can you explain it to me too?" "Is this Article 8 talking about you or the company?"
Xia Yitong was so amused by what she said that those who didn't know would think that she was the boss and Qin Mu was the artist. After she explained everything to Qin Mu one by one, she was given the benefit of being fed a bag of potato chips and served coffee by President Qin himself.
Compared to the previous contract, the current terms are very generous, 190% profit, the company gritted its teeth and agreed, and instead of agreeing to a three-year contract, the term was extended to four years, giving her the greatest freedom to choose scripts and advertisements and other projects, and she only needs to make a profit of x million yuan per year. Basically, it is no different from opening her own studio, and it saves all kinds of hard work. For companies that have cooperated for a long time, there is no need to re-cultivate tacit understanding.
The company is very sincere and has shown 100% sincerity.
When faced with a dilemma, many people like to toss a coin into the sky, saying that if it is positive, it is like this, and if it is negative, it is like that. But the one who really makes the choice is you, not God, because the moment the coin bounces high into the sky, you already have the answer in your heart.
At the beginning, when she and Lu Yinbing were discussing this matter, they thought a lot and put all the pros and cons on the table. But when they were really faced with the choice, from the moment she took out the contract, or even earlier, from the moment she walked into the door of this office, she knew what her decision would be.
She wanted to be closer to Lu Yinbing, closer and closer, and this outweighed all her other considerations.
"I'm sorry, Sister Mu, I don't plan to renew the contract." Xia Yitong stood up from the sofa and bowed, feeling that she was the one she felt the most sorry for. "Even if the contract is terminated, if the company needs my help, I will definitely do my best to help."
"Will you charge me?" Qin Mu asked with a smile.
"ah?"
"I'm just kidding." Qin Mu also stood up. She was about the same height as her, and pressed her shoulder hard. "I wish you a bright future and a smooth career. Let's part ways in peace."
"Let's part ways in peace." Xia Yitong raised her hand to cover the back of her hand.
Qin Mu smiled openly, but her heart was bleeding. As soon as Xia Yitong left, she took a deep breath and called her best friend: "Hello? Youxuan, you're not on a date, are you? Go to work. It's just right. I want to tell you something! I just took charge of the company, and our company's cash cow is leaving! Wow!"
President Qin closed the door and burst into tears. She was deeply saddened that her entertainment and business empire had not even been established and the foundation had already been laid before it was first collapsed. "I want to tattoo the word 'miserable' on my face..."