This entertainment industry is a bit strange

Chapter 36 Defrauding the Corpse?
Early the next morning, Yang Rui was called to Xingqing Culture by Ding Lan.

When he walked into the company carrying a large bag of soy milk, almost all the employees stood up in unison.

Regardless of his age, when he saw him, he would just say "Brother Yang" with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye.

When distributing soy milk cheekily, everyone seemed to have received a million-dollar year-end award, and the enthusiasm made him a little baffled.

The boss is a pigeon spirit, and the employees are crazy. There is no normal person in this company!

Walking into the office, Jing Tian was not there, only Ding Lan was browsing the information on the computer.

"Are you watching the box office again?"

Ding Lan smiled and nodded, "Yesterday, we won a total box office of 97 yuan, and today's pre-sale momentum is not bad. We owe Liu Yiqian a big favor."

"Repay it slowly if you have a chance." Yang Rui put the bag on the table, "Drink soy milk?"

Ding Lan didn't dislike it, took out a pack and unscrewed the lid and drank it, "Why, did you switch to selling soy milk?"

"Isn't it?" Yang Rui said with a disappointed face: "I wanted to hug your thighs at first, but now that you've broken up, I have to find another way out?"

Ding Lan chuckled, took out a document from the drawer and pushed it over.

Yang Rui was taken aback, "What?"

"Thighs you want."

"Performing Arts Brokerage Agreement"?
Yang Rui wiped his eyes, almost thinking he was dazzled.

Looking through the agreement signed by Party B, it must be Xingqing Culture.

Yang Rui raised his head in doubt, "What do you mean, cheating the corpse?"

"Yes, the company is going to continue to operate." Ding Lan said with a smile: "I wonder if Mr. Yang Rui would condescend to join our small workshop?"

"Are you really playing?"

"Do you think I'm idle, joking with you?"

After being dazed for a while, Yang Rui opened the agreement.

"There are a lot of clauses. You can take them back to your lawyer for details. Let me tell you the general content first." Ding Lan pushed his eyes, straightened his back and started working.

"First, the agreement is a short-term contract of three years. After the expiration, you will have the initiative to sign the contract. It is up to you to decide whether to go or not."

"If you can help the company make more than 5000 million yuan within three years, the company will give you 10% of the original stock."

"Second, all the profits you create during the contract period will be divided into [-]% and you will account for [-]%."

"In addition, the company will provide a living allowance of 3 yuan per month, and the company will also help you arrange cars, houses and work teams."

"Third, the company will not interfere with your creation. You can freely control the single investment below 3000 million, but you must guarantee to produce at least one work a year, whether it is a movie, TV series or music work."

"fourth……"

Hearing all the way, the treatment was so good that he felt a little unreal.

This is not a signed artist, this is completely signed ancestors!

Free car, free house, non-interference in creation, free 10% of the original stock at every turn...

This contract was opened, and the capitalists did what you did, so why don't you just stop doing it?

"What's the matter, do you think the contract is too generous?" Ding Lan asked with a smile.

Yang Rui nodded with a strange expression, "It's a bit outrageous."

"Actually, it's normal." Ding Lan sighed: "The competition in this industry has already become fierce, and the difficulty for small companies to survive is not so great."

"If you don't have an excellent investment vision and production capacity, no matter how rich your family is, it will be ruined sooner or later. There was only one Tian Tian in our company before. You know her current ability, and she will only open her mouth and wait for food."

Yang Rui scratched his head, "So you plan to bet on me?"

"That's right." The corner of Ding Lan's mouth curled up, and a bright light flashed across the lens, "I believe in my intuition and vision, as long as I give you a stage, you will definitely shine."

Yang Rui fell into silence.

It would be a lie to say that he was not tempted, the conditions were really too generous.

As an ambitious artist, the first choice is of course to set up his own business, but the reality does not allow it.

For a little transparent person with no funds, no background, and no connections, to stand on his own in this life-and-death circle is simply a fantasy.

The so-called "the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys", in this deformed era dominated by Internet capital, this sentence is a fart!
And these shortcomings of his, Xingqing Culture can perfectly make up for all of them. This company has everything but a content creator, which is a perfect fit.

And this contract does give enough respect and freedom. If you can get the original shares smoothly, rounding up is basically equal to standing on your own.

Thinking of this, he understood why the employees outside were so condescending.

Feelings have known for a long time that he will become Xingqing's first brother!
After pondering for a long time, he said, "I have a few conditions."

Ding Lan's eyes lit up, he was not afraid of you asking for conditions, but he was afraid of you directly rejecting them!

"First, I want to form a team of my own. Those people are my brothers and sisters from the same school. For the time being, I can let them play tricks and learn. I will need them later."

"How many people are there?"

"About fifteen or so."

Ding Lan pondered for a moment, "Yes, but before helping the company generate income, each person's monthly salary cannot exceed [-]."

Yang Rui nodded, "Second, I want a vocal teacher who can give one-on-one guidance. I need to catch up on relevant knowledge as quickly as possible."

"That's no problem. One of Tiantian's teachers is a retired professor from Yangyin."

"Okay, the third point...help me tie Ning Hao here."

Ding Lan frowned slightly, "Are you talking about the contract kind, or the physical one?"

"...Mr. Ding, I think the company needs a psychiatrist."

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In the hotel's senior suite, Liu Yiqian slumped on the sofa chair, yawning wearily.

At the fan meeting in the theater last night, she was blocked by fanatical fans until after one o'clock in the morning.

In order to cope with the group photo, she smiled so hard that her face was almost stiff, and her cheeks were sore even when she woke up in the morning.

But what impressed her the most last night was not the fans, but the "Burial", which was ridiculed as a bad movie.

To be more precise, it is Jing Tian, ​​the leading actor of "Burial".

This girl, who is one year younger than her, actually provoked a theater movie by herself.

Really great!
When will I be able to make a movie like this?

"Qiqian, are you awake?" Outside the door, the voice of mother Liu Xiaoli came: "May mother come in?"

"come in."

Liu Xiaoli, dressed in casual attire, opened the door and came in, handing Liu Yiqian a glass of freshly squeezed fruit and vegetable juice, "Why don't you sleep a little longer, and be careful of dark circles under your eyes."

"I was scared by the movie yesterday, and I couldn't sleep well." After taking a sip of the indescribably delicious fruit and vegetable juice, Liu Yiqian asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Liu Xiaoli handed over a tablet computer, "The "Sword" crew sent a few candidates for Li Xiaoyao, I want you to refer to which one you think is more suitable for your eyes."

"Ah?" Liu Yiqian said with a look of surprise: "You heard me right, it's my turn to decide this matter?"

"I just asked you to give a reference, not to make a decision."

Liu Xiaoli gave her daughter a funny look, "The director considers that you are young and have little experience in acting, so I want to find you a male lead who is compatible with your eyes, so that the emotional drama will be performed relatively naturally."

"If you and Nanyi don't call, and you can't improve your acting skills, how can you act in this play?"

Liu Yiqian nodded, but she felt like a mirror in her heart: I am afraid that the godfather has started to use money ability again.

In order to please Mommy, the godfather really worked hard...

When I opened the tablet, I saw an abstract face, "What is this, it's scary."

Swipe to the second one, "This must be over 30 years old? Li Xiaoyao assumes that he is a young hero, how can he act like this?"

"This person's frame is about the same as mine. Standing together is not photogenic at all."

"This is even more outrageous. When you smile, you show your teeth. Isn't it too silly?"

"This figure and demeanor seem to be okay, but the temperament is too feminine..."

Liu Xiaoli couldn't take it any longer, "This won't work, and that won't work, what do you want to do?"

"Um……"

Liu Yiqian tilted her head and thought for a moment, then a tall and handsome figure suddenly flashed in her mind...

(End of this chapter)