Han Yiming and Zhao Yuzhi both looked at him, and Gong Nanbei also pretended that I knew nothing.

Wang Mong Kok smiled and said, "Brother Han, what kind of contract is your current one?"

Zhao Yuzhi first answered after hearing this: "The guaranteed share of the contract, the guaranteed salary is 200,000 yuan per month, and the share of June 4, Yiming gets 40%. The company is responsible for packaging promotion, concert preparation, album production, etc., and promises to release a new album for Yiming every two years..."

Wang Mong Kok waved his hand and said, "These are not the key points, the key points are how much is Brother Han's liquidated damages?"

Zhao Yuzhi was stunned, then her eyes narrowed slightly.

She is a smart person, otherwise she would not have been able to win Han Yiming as the king of heaven!

When Wang Mong Kok asked, she had already guessed.

Seeing that Zhao Yuzhi was silent and did not answer, Han Yiming took the initiative to answer: "150 million!"

Wang Mong Kok couldn't help but be amazed, 150 million! How high is it stacked up? However, this price also matches Han Yiming's identity.

Zhao Yuzhi sighed and said, "The contract was changed after the contract of your North and South Studios was announced online. We didn't think much about it at that time. Who would have thought that Shan Lan would not be reminiscent of her old love and would like to replace Yiming with such an individual, nor would he think about how much benefit Yiming brought to the company."

Wang Mong Kok didn't answer the conversation, but instead looked at Gong Nanbei, and Gong Nanbei nodded quietly.

But how could Zhao Yuzhi, a sage, not be able to see these small actions? The idea in his heart was even more confirmed. The North and South Studios really had an idea!

Wang Mong Kok took a breath, wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak. He poured himself a full glass of beer, and then he slapped it and said, "Brother Han, Sister Zhao, do you want to have a big handful of it!"

Han Yiming didn't understand much, but Zhao Yuzhi understood it, smiled on her face, poured herself a glass of beer and said, "What do you think of Studio Nanbei?"

Wang Mong Kok didn't beat around the bush and said directly: "Our North and South Studios are willing to pay the liquidated damages for you! Let you jump directly to North and South Studios!"

Han Yiming was stunned and looked at Zhao Yuzhi with some confusion.

Zhao Yuzhi, however, looked like my mother had guessed, and made a decision: "Yes! But I have two requirements!"

"Sister Zhao, you said"

"First! I have to come with you, and I have to be Yiming's agent!"

"Of course there is no problem with this, we can't ask for it."

"Second! Wang Qingyu also has to dig it up. Her liquidated damages are small, 50 million is enough!"

Wang Mong-koo frowned slightly. This is 200 million yuan, and Zhao Yuzhi's liquidated damages have not been counted yet!

He glanced at Gong Nanbei, and Gong Nanbei nodded and said, "Yes! Although 200 million is a lot, it's worth it to let Brother Han come to our studio!"

Han Yiming has been in a state of confusion. What is going on? Who am I? Where am I? What happened?

"Come on! Drink!"

Zhao Yuzhi couldn't help but show joy on her face when she heard this. This result was much better than what she had thought before!

Those bastards in Shanlan will destroy the bridge when crossing the river? Okay! I can’t take the bridge this time, and I have to remove the bridge board for you! We can’t walk through this bridge, so you can’t think of it!

Gong Nanbei still used orange juice instead of wine. Han Yiming clinked glasses with him in a daze before he reacted, and said in shock: "You just said, you want to get a liquidated damages for me and dig me to the North and North Studio?"

Gong Nanbei nodded with a smile, but Han Yiming looked complicated.

Zhao Yuzhi is the person who knows him best. When he sees this, he must be guilty. No matter what, he is an artist promoted by Shan Lan. Now that he is going to change jobs, he naturally feels uncomfortable.

But at this time, he couldn't let his temperament be. Han Yiming was weak-hearted. Maybe he wouldn't plan to leave after he persuaded him. What should I do if I asked the studio in the North and South at that time? How embarrassing!

Zhao Yuzhi said earnestly: "Yiming, I know what you are thinking, but you should also think about it. It's not us who want to leave now, but Shanlan forces us to leave! Let me ask you, how long has it been since you held a concert?"

Han Yiming was silent. As a singer, concerts were their main source of income. The last time he held a concert was the time when Gong Nanbei served him as a sponsor.

"Okay, let's not talk about concerts, just commercial performances. Do you know how long it has been for the superiors to arrange commercial performances for you? In the past three years, I have been looking for all your commercial performances!"

Zhao Yuzhi drank another glass of wine, and began to reveal what he had been suppressed for a long time.

"Even Qingyu's commercial performances are more than yours! Even that young boy dares to mock you in person, saying that you are old and should give up your position! That's what he said in person! What he said in person! Why is he worthy? Greasy? Being out of date? What he is, why? Who gives him the courage to say this to you!"

"Sister Zhao, Sister Zhao, whisper, this is outside after all."

Zhao Yuzhi's emotions were a little out of control, and Wang Mong Kok hurriedly comforted her.

He couldn't figure out why the person who was still good last second suddenly became like this now?

Zhao Yuzhi's eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Han Yiming.

She has followed him for half her life, witnessed his glory, and was sought after by thousands of people!

Witness his loneliness, his can't keep up with the times!

But in her heart, Han Yiming is everything to her and her life!

But Han Yiming, who cherishes and cares so much, was said to be old and greasy in person, and it's time to give up his position!

No one could understand her mood at that time. If Han Yiming hadn't pulled her, she would have gone to the other party to fight desperately.

Han Yiming looked at Zhao Yuzhi, looked at her eyes, looked at the tears that were spinning in his eyes, and gently lowered his wine glass and said.

"Yuzhi"

"Um"

"Thank you for your hard work over the years"

Zhao Yuzhi nodded, lowered her head, not wanting people to see her expression, but tears had already fallen.

Han Yiming's nose was also a little sour. He was not stupid. He also understood Zhao Yuzhi's pressure and his efforts to him.

He can still remember the way they looked when they first met.

Zhao Yuzhi reached out to wipe her tears, forced her to change into a smile and said, "Eating vegetables, eating vegetables, the pressure is too great during this period, and it makes you laugh."

Gong Nanbei smiled and shook his head, "How can it be? I'll be a family in the future. Don't worry, Sister Zhao, Nanbei Studio doesn't have that much pressure."

"Hahahaha, OK! You will be the boss of Yiming and I in the future. Come and have a drink!"

"Sister Zhao, I don't know how to drink."

"It's okay, just drink orange juice! Come on! It's done!"

"Dry!"

......

This meal was very long. At around 3:00 p.m., a group of talents were separated.

Han Yiming was fine, he was relatively sober, but Zhao Yuzhi was completely unconscious when drinking.

No one went to drink her, so she drank too much on her own. After Gong Nanbei and the others helped Han Yiming to bring her into the car, the two groups said goodbye.

After watching Han Yiming walk away, Gong Nanbei smiled.

"North and South"

"Um"

"Let Jingjing prepare 200 million! We are going to poach people!"
Chapter completed!