The breadth and depth of Chinese writing is fully reflected here. Feng Haibo dared to swear to the lamp that Hu Shuo was definitely not referring to work ability.
But he also "suspected the car without any evidence", but was ridiculed by the other party.
"Office romances are prohibited in the company, um, including py relationships"
Hu Shuo said with a serious face: "This is the first thing I will do as a new official. I hope Brother Bo will take the lead."
"Okay, I'll tell Xiaoling to resign later."
After all, they had been friends for many years, and Feng Haibo knew Hu Shuo well. Seeing his attitude, he must have made up his mind, and he stopped insisting.
Two fifty.
Hu Shuo and Feng Haibo walked into the company's conference room together. Under normal circumstances, this conference room can only accommodate about 20 people at most, but now it is already crowded with more than 30 people, many of whom are sitting "plus
seat".
Looking across the entire conference room, Feng Haibo nodded lightly. This was basically all the company's employees, including twelve contracted artists, all present.
"You may have heard that the company's top management has made some adjustments. Ahem, I will no longer be the general manager from today on."
Feng Haibo spoke more reservedly, which saved a little face for himself.
"I would like to introduce to you our company's new general manager, Mr. Hu Shuo." Feng Haibo pointed to Hu Shuo next to him: "Everyone is warmly welcome."
As he said this, Feng Haibo took the lead in applauding, but everyone present only clapped perfunctorily without much enthusiasm.
But everyone's eyes were focused on Hu Shuo, sizing him up
"Ahem, please let Mr. Hu speak next."
This atmosphere made Feng Haibo quite embarrassed. He quickly stepped aside and gave up his seat.
Hu Shuo walked to the middle of the conference table, put his hands on the table naturally, and said calmly: "Originally, I had a lot to say, but I noticed from your eyes that you seem to have more to say.
, then, I will be a listener first, and anyone who has any questions can ask me directly."
After listening to Hu Shuo's words, everyone's expressions changed somewhat. After a moment of silence, a young man stood up: "Mr. Hu, I would like to ask when will the wages owed to us be paid?"
"Yeah, I haven't been paid for three months."
"If wages are not paid, there will be no need to talk about other things."
As soon as the young man finished speaking, someone immediately echoed his words.
Hearing this, Hu Shuo frowned slightly and turned to look at Feng Haibo. This guy had never mentioned the salary arrears to him. At this time, Feng Haibo looked up at the ceiling, as if he didn't listen.
He was generally asked questions by everyone.
"Who is the Finance Sister Zhao?"
Hu Shuo glanced around the conference room. Before the meeting, he had already read the employee information. Currently, the company only has one financial officer named Zhao Haiyan. She is the accountant and cashier.
"Mr. Hu, I'm here."
Zhao Haiyan responded, and she took the third seat to Hu Shuo's right.
"How much wages does the company owe its employees in total?" Hu Shuo asked.
Zhao Haiyan opened the notepad in front of her and replied: "At present, the company has not paid in full for three months, and the total salary arrears is 412,200 yuan."
"Well, after the meeting, let's settle the wages owed to everyone first."
Hu Shuo responded lightly, and then looked at the young man who had just asked the question: "Are you satisfied with this answer?"
"Let's wait until we get the money."
The young man muttered something and then didn't answer. It was obvious that he was filled with resentment.
Hu Shuo naturally didn't know what happened here before he came, but it didn't really matter to him, because he came to give the company a fresh start and would not dwell on the past.
"If you have any questions, feel free to ask them."
Hu Shuo asked again.
"Mr. Hu, I want to terminate the agency contract with the company."
A handsome young man stood up. Hu Shuo had seen his photo in the company's artist list. This young man's name was Ren Feng, and he was considered to have the best appearance among the male artists signed by the company.
"Tell me why."
Hu Shuo replied calmly, his expression as usual, without any emotion.
"No development, no future!"
Ren Feng snorted coldly: "When we signed the contract, Mr. Feng promised that I would film at least three films a year, with male lead roles above. But as it turned out, some films were filmed, but they were all minor roles. I
If you want to play a small role, do you need to come here to sign a contract?"
"Ren Feng, please think carefully. There will be liquidated damages if you terminate the contract now!"
At this time, Feng Haibo, who had been pretending to be dead, suddenly spoke and scolded him angrily.
"I know how to scare people with liquidated damages. I was also a fool in the beginning, so I fell into your trap!" Ren Feng replied coldly. However, it was obvious that he was quite afraid of liquidated damages.
But at this time, Hu Shuo waved his hand at Feng Haibo, glanced at the place where more than a dozen artists were gathered, and asked: "How many of you want to terminate your contract with the company like him? Raise your hands and let me see."
"I've wanted to terminate the contract for a long time!"
"Me too!"
"What's the future in this broken company!"
When Hu Shuo asked, five more people immediately raised their hands. Counting Ren Feng, there were six people, exactly three men and three women. However, the remaining artists had hesitation on their faces and did not immediately raise their hands to make a decision.
, as for whether several people really want to stay in the company or are holding a wait-and-see attitude, Hu Shuo doesn't know.
"Your reasons are the same as Ren Feng?"
Hu Shuo glanced at a few people and asked.
"Mr. Feng said he would make me an idol, but it's been almost two years, and the idol drama he mentioned doesn't even have a script. I can't wait any longer!" The speaker was a pretty girl named Zhang Jiaqi.
"I asked Zhang Jiaqi, do you have any conscience? Last year, I personally went into battle to help you tear up the resources. She was the third female lead, and she had a lot of roles!" Feng Haibo jumped out and said.
"You have the nerve to say that, but that crappy drama didn't even get a splash on the Internet. Let alone the third female lead, the female lead can't even be remembered." Zhang Jiaqi curled her lips unappreciatively.
Feng Haibo opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but was stopped by Hu Shuo. He smiled at Zhang Jiaqi and nodded: "I understand your situation."
"Where are the others?"
"The reasons for wanting to terminate the contract are similar to the two of them??"
Hu Shuo glanced at a few more people.
"I don't think there is any need to stay in this company."
"With no filming, no exposure, and a company like this, only a fool would want to stay."
"If you let me go, I will definitely go."
Several people expressed their opinions one after another.
After they finished speaking, Hu Shuo smiled softly and said seriously: "I already know the attitude of you. If you want to terminate the contract, it's no problem. The company won't charge any liquidated damages. Since you want to leave, I will give you your freedom."
body"
"Brother Shuo, here"
Upon hearing this, Feng Haibo beside him couldn't help but become anxious. He felt that just letting a few people go would be too easy for them. Besides, having a few more artists could also create some income for the company.
However, Hu Shuo waved his hand at him, and then said to other people at the scene: "Not only these artists, but everyone here, as long as they want to resign, I will not stop them. Don't worry, the company will definitely take care of them before resigning."
Your wages are settled."
As soon as Hu Shuo said this, there was a commotion in the conference room, because it was not just a few artists who wanted to leave. They really saw no hope in such a half-dead company.