It was more than an hour after Fang Jing came out of the hotel.
The entry procedures for Shen Hao, Yang Zi, and Xiong Li have been settled, and they can start working next month. Wang Jinsong, the first brother of Tazhai, cannot come for the time being because of filming.
After returning to her residence and taking a shower, she had just turned on the computer and was about to watch a movie before going to bed. The phone rang. Yang Chaoyue called, saying that her agent was looking for her.
Sighing, Fang Jing put on his shoes and went to their residential area.
At the gate of the community, Yang Chaoyue was pacing back and forth with deep thoughts until he saw Fang Jing's figure.
"Where's your agent?"
"Let's go!"
Fang Jing:……
Then why did you ask me to come? You can't talk about anything late at night tomorrow?
"Forget it, what did he say? Have you upgraded your contract?"
"No!" Yang Chaoyue shook his head and said worriedly: "He asked me to change the contract penalty to 10 million, but I didn't agree. Then he said that if I didn't agree, I wouldn't be allowed to appear on the show, and I would have to pay a large sum of money."
Fang nodded, as expected, he started his career by changing jobs, and he didn't know the tricks of the brokerage company.
"It's so late, go back and rest, and prepare for the next game with peace of mind. Your agent will probably come to you again. Then you ask him to come to me and I'll talk to him."
"Um!"
After explaining the matter, Fang Jing turned around and left. Not far away, Wu Jiajia was staring directly at him. They came together.
How could Wu Jiajia let him go out alone to meet other girls at night, especially a half-female artist who looked pretty good?
Back upstairs, Yang Chaoyue opened the door, and Wang Xiaomin asked: "How was it?"
"Fang Jing said he would solve it."
When encountering this kind of thing, Yang Chaoyue was not very interested and sat on the edge of the bed listlessly.
Everyone in the dormitory knew that the agent was looking for her. After the game a few hours ago, they went to a dinner party, and the agent personally came to their table.
"Don't have any psychological burden. Artists and agencies are inherently mutually beneficial." Wang Xiaomin sat next to Yang Chaoyue and comforted her: "If one day you have no commercial value, they will also ruthlessly throw you away."
"Don't look at the usual company training. They say that the company is a big family, helping each other and supporting each other. It's all nonsense. I am a person who has been here. Let me tell you one thing, don't talk about money.
emotion."
In the entertainment industry, it is too luxurious to have a romantic relationship with the boss, and the relationship between artists and agencies is more complicated than that between ordinary employees and managers.
"Just pretend that you are still working in the factory, and now you have found a better factory. If you don't want to work anymore, you have to change jobs. If the manager wants to pay liquidated damages, just pay it. Anyway, Fang Jing can afford the money."
"Compensating him with one million would be considered the utmost kindness, and all they can do to help you is to sign up for the strongest voice in China."
"Well, I understand what you said, but I'm a little worried." Yang Chaoyue frowned slightly, his eyes wandering.
The agent said that if she didn't upgrade her contract, there would be many ways for her to be unable to survive in the entertainment industry, and she didn't sound like a joke.
"You won't... have any clues falling into the company's hands, will you?" Wang Xiaomin raised her eyebrows.
When some artists first joined the agency, they did a lot of wrong things for the sake of resources. Videos and some photos were taken secretly in other people's hands, and they couldn't escape even if they became famous later.
If someone with a conscience offers you a sky-high price to buy it back, if someone without conscience uses it as a threat, the artist will be ruined for the rest of his life.
It took Yang Chaoyue a few seconds to react. When he saw Yu Wenwen and Feng Timo staring at him, he hurriedly shook his head, "No, no!"
"I just joined the company a few months ago, and they just thought my appearance was more suitable, so they let me come here. They just wanted to give it a try. This was my first event."
"That's good!" Wang Xiaomin breathed a sigh of relief, "In that case, there is nothing to worry about. I have been with the company for a few months and I just left. With Fang Jing here, it doesn't matter."
"Can it really be completely solved?" Yang Chaoyue asked again.
She believed that Fang Jing could solve the problem, but she was afraid that if the solution was not perfect, the company would retaliate against her by exposing her online day by day.
Her father made a bad bet that when she was a child, the people who came to collect debts were all tattooed men who knew how to beat people, which left a lot of shadow on her childhood.
"You underestimate him too much, and you underestimate him too much!" Wang Xiaomin smiled and shook her head, stood up, put her hands in her pajama pockets, twisted her waist and left, leaving a mark of her buttocks on the sheets.
Fang Jing was much more popular than Yang Chaoyue at that time, but with his own strength, he still ran out of Huanrui single-handedly and kidnapped an agent by the way."
Where is Yang Chaoyue now? She is in the semi-finals of China's Strongest Vocalist, not even an artist, and her management company is not a big company. She just wants to make money by holding on."
As long as the money is in place, anything can be said, and subsequent retaliation is even less likely. What you need in business is money. No one will offend someone without any benefit. Only fools do this.
But can a fool open a brokerage company in a place as crowded as the entertainment industry?
…
The next day, Fang Jing waited all morning but did not see Yang Chaoyue's agent. Finally, he asked for the phone number and called directly.
He has to go back to Shanghai to discuss matters in the afternoon and can't wait so long.
The call was answered, a place was arranged, and the call was hung up. The process did not take more than two minutes. Half an hour later, Fang Jing and a middle-aged man with a crew cut were sitting in a coffee shop, looking at each other.
"Hello, my name is Fu Yanjie, Yang Chaoyue's agent."
"Pfft...cough cough cough!"
A sip of coffee stuck in his throat, and Fang Jing almost choked with tears. Nowadays, parents are really careless. Whose child should be named after him?
"Are you okay?"
"Sorry, I was so abrupt!" Fang Jing wiped his mouth dry and took a deep breath.
"Haha, I'm used to it." Fu Yanjie raised his head and said with a naive smile: "Many people have this reaction when they hear my name."
"Our family is named according to generation. Our generation is named Yan, and we are loyal and heroic. My father named our four brothers one by one, and I am the fourth."
"My parents didn't know that such a thing existed in their time. When my name appeared on a TV commercial, I was even more excited than you are now."
"I understand!" Fang Jing nodded awkwardly. A name is the greatest blessing a parent can give a child. He was indeed abrupt and shouldn't be laughed at.
"Hahaha!!" Seeing Fang Jing's seriousness, Fu Yanjie laughed, "I made this up, you don't take it seriously, do you?"
"I have been laughed at for more than ten years because of this name, so I simply made up a lie to make it sound better."
"How's the effect?" Squinting, Fang Jing couldn't see any emotion or anger on his face.
"The effect is not good, no one believes it." After taking a sip of coffee, Fu Yanjie shook his head, "Smile as you should, and you will get used to it."
Taking out a cowhide file bag, Fu Yanjie placed it in front of Fang Jing, "This is the contract signed by Yang Chaoyue. It is more than 700 kilometers away. I returned to southern Hunan overnight to bring it."
Fang Jing was surprised, one trip and one trip, one thousand four hundred miles, no wonder Fu Yanjie's black circle was so big.
Fang Jing opened the contract and looked through it carefully. There were six pages in total. There were many rules and regulations. The artist had a lot of obligations to perform, but the company had very little to do.
The liquidated damages column is one million.
It's hard to imagine that this is a trainee contract. It's not an exaggeration to say that it has overbearing terms, but there are a lot of people who are willing to sign. Every year, many graduates from major art schools and film schools sign such contracts.
For, it’s a star dream!
Whether it's worth it or not, I'm afraid only the person involved knows.