Haitang is extraordinary now, with money all over her body. Haitang can almost be regarded as a cash cow for the Chinese media in the future.
"Hmph, then you have to increase Haitang's salary!" Huang Ting snorted coldly.
"Okay, okay, add!" Director Zhang was helpless and waved his hand: "Begonia's annual salary used to be 500,000 Hong Kong dollars, but now it has been increased to 1 million, how about it?"
"Tch, it doesn't matter if she is a newcomer. After all, training and investment require huge amounts of money. However, Haitang's conditions are innate. The company just gave her a stage!" Huang Ting is a flesh-and-blood person. Now
Her and Haitang's interests were tied together, so she had to argue with reason. She waved her hand and said, "It's absolutely not possible without 10 million!"
"What?! Ten million, it's been less than half a year since Haitang debuted, and you actually asked me to offer 10 million Hong Kong dollars for a newcomer?!" Director Zhang's old fox eyes suddenly widened as big as lanterns. Huang Ting looked at it with a smile.
Director Zhang said: "I believe that Haitang's first virgin advertisement will definitely cost more than 10 million!"
"Okay, okay!" Director Zhang had no choice but to wave his hands and said, "Ten million is just ten million. Damn, you're cheating me. Your annual salary is higher than mine!"
"Director Zhang, those national treasure-level artists in the company have annual salaries of tens of millions, have you forgotten?" Huang Ting said with a smile.
"Oh, that's it. How much profit has it brought to the company? Now their endorsement fees and advertising fees are sky-high!" Director Zhang was slightly startled.
"Hmph, I believe Haitang's endorsement fee will not be lower than theirs!" After Huang Ting finished speaking, she turned and left Director Zhang's office.
In a few days it will be the New Year, a traditional Chinese festival. Haitang was wearing a thick down jacket, a scarf and a mask, and big sunglasses on her eyes. She was walking in the old city of Hong Kong, smelling the air as she walked.
The atmosphere filled with the flavor of the New Year. The reason why Haitang entered the old city was simply because she could feel the days when she and Xiaohu were together in this old city. The urban area of Jiangbei City is somewhat similar to the old city of Hong Kong.
There are old men selling candied haws on the roadside, and old ladies frying candy cakes.
At night, gusts of cool breeze blew, and pedestrians on the road shrank their necks. The old lady frying pancakes on the roadside put her hands on the stove to bake them. This old town in Hong Kong does exude a feeling of nostalgia. Begonia
Looking at the city, smelling the approaching smell of the New Year in the air, her nose couldn't help but feel a little sore, and she slightly pulled the scarf around her neck.
"Grandma, bring me a pancake!" Haitang pointed to the pancake on the iron pan.
"Okay!" The old lady smiled and loaded a pancake for Haitang and said, "Girl, your voice is so nice!"
"Really?" Haitang smiled slightly, and then handed the five yuan to the old lady. The old lady took the money with a smile and said: "Your voice is really like Haitang's voice. If you become a singer, you will definitely be successful."
It can be red!”
"Thank you!" Haitang smiled slightly. With her outfit, no one recognized her. She held the pancake in her hands, then turned and left, smelling it, it really smelled like Jiangbei City. Just now
When he was about to eat, a little girl about five or six years old looked at Haitang with a dirty look on her face, and suddenly ran to Haitang's side and begged: "Sister, good sister, give me your pancakes."
Order it, Xiaoke hasn’t eaten for a day, so hungry, so hungry!”
