The company arranged for Fang Jing to live in Jiangsong District, not far from Huanrui's headquarters. It takes more than 20 minutes by car. There are supermarkets and restaurants in the community.
It was a simple three-bedroom apartment with clean floors, ready-made sofas and TVs. Fang Jing only needed to pack his bags and move in. Knowing that he hadn't eaten yet, Xiao Wenjing bought a few breakfasts.
While Fang Jing was eating, Xiao Wenjing took out her laptop and said while working: "Sister Ning means to take you to the company in the afternoon to meet the door and get familiar with the leadership.
There will be two stages of etiquette training starting tomorrow, including words and deeds and some precautions for speaking."
Every new person entering the company will go through a training phase. The most important thing is to recognize the person. At least the company's artists and some leaders must know this.
There was once a certain celebrity who started a fight with someone online. A new member of her company didn't know her and was on the wrong team, which made a joke.
"In addition, you have to pay 80,000 yuan for personal clothing expenses."
"Cough cough cough!" Fang Jing was choked. He didn't start making money yet, so he was going to sell it? "What kind of clothes are so expensive and cost 80,000 yuan?"
Xiao Wenjing smiled and explained patiently, "You are also a celebrity now, so you can't wear the same clothes all day long, right? And if it's cheap, it will hurt your worth."
"The list given by Sister Ning is five sets of suits, five sets of daily casual clothes, three watches, and six pairs of shoes."
"Okay! Buy, buy, buy!" Fang Jing said cruelly. This was the first time in his life that he was bleeding so much, "Hey! That's not right! Are everyone else the same?"
He has 500,000 in signing fees to squander, but Han Qi and the others don't have it. If they all spend so much money, selling blood won't be enough!
"Others? You mean the members of the Dream Voice group with you, right?" Xiao Wenjing took a few seconds to react.
"As far as I know, they only paid 10,000 yuan, and the company also subsidized a little. Yours was specially ordered by Sister Ning, probably because you will have more opportunities to appear on stage in the future."
"Sister Ning really takes good care of me." Fang Jing nodded with tears in his eyes.
"That's right." Xiao Wenjing covered her mouth and snickered, "She also hired a senior makeup artist and a bodyguard for you. It is said that there are also seven or eight people who are engaged in publicity and operations. All the money will be counted on you."
"Hey!" Fang Jing gasped, "Hey! How much does this cost?"
Xiao Wenjing counted with her fingers, "The bodyguards are estimated to be 6,000, and each of the seven or eight people in charge of operations is at least 5,000. Adding my 6,000, that's 52,000. The most expensive one is the makeup artist. God's calculation.
Four thousand a day.”
The fragrant Liangpi was tasteless and tasteless. At this moment, Fang Jing was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. The makeup artist alone costs 120,000 yuan a month, and if you include others, it's 170,000 yuan.
One hundred and seventy thousand a month, more than 1.3 million a year, this is simply a money grab. If someone can't get a job every month, he will go bankrupt, right?
"Actually, makeup artists are not expensive. They are part-time. They are only hired unless you want to appear on a show or shoot an advertisement. They are not usually needed." Xiao Wenjing added.
"Huh!" I was scared to death. Fang Jing wiped away his sweat and glared at Xiao Wenjing, "Next time you speak, can you finish it in one go?"
"Didn't I just prepare to say it?" Xiao Wenjing felt aggrieved.
"Celebrities cost so much. Was Teacher Chen Haibo like this before?"
"No, he spends at least most of the three hundred and sixty-five days a year on the set. The crew is responsible for food and drink, and he doesn't spend much money."
"He doesn't have a bodyguard or a makeup artist. I'm the only assistant responsible for answering the phone, booking flights, and arranging accommodation."
Fang Jing was depressed, "Then why do I only have so much money here? Isn't it good to keep everything simple?"
"It's different. He's an actor, so he can't spend too much. And he doesn't like appearing on shows, so his exposure rate isn't high."
"You are doing a variety show, an endorsement, a concert, and a party. You usually show up a lot, how can you not pay attention to your personal image."
"Wait! What kind of variety show endorsement concert? Why didn't I know?" Fang Jing was confused.
"Didn't Sister Ning tell you? She has accepted a guitar brand endorsement and a glasses brand endorsement for you. In the near future, you will also go to Tiantian Shangxiang to attend the opening of Shengda in Sichuan Province at the end of the month."
"Then I'll go to Magic City TV to perform on New Year's Eve at the end of December, and I'll have a concert in your hometown in mid-January."
Fang Jing blurted out, "So much business? How much money will you make?"
"The guitar and glasses endorsements are for one year, a total of 1.6 million, Shengda's opening is 200,000, Tiantianxiang and Shanghai TV are free for New Year's Eve, and the concert is to attract popularity, and it probably won't make any money. So the total is 100,000
Eight hundred thousand."
"Because your contract is B-level and you can get 50%, so you get 900,000. Excluding our salary, it's about more than 700,000."
"And this is only short-term. Sister Ning said that the year before her debut, she did not focus on making money, but mainly on gaining fame."
Fang Jing took a heavy breath, and the hand holding the chopsticks trembled a little. A commercial performance could take an afternoon at most, and two endorsements were filmed for two days, and he earned more than 700,000 yuan in less than three days.
No wonder people say that money comes quickly in the entertainment industry, and netizens do not deceive me. However, Yang Ning still said that making money is not the main thing.
When he thinks of those people who say they enter the entertainment industry for their dreams and art, Fang Jing really wants to spit in his face, how hypocritical they are.
"Xiao Jing, why did you join the Voice of China Dream?" Xiao Wenjing suddenly asked.
"For the dream of music."
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At 1:30 in the afternoon, Yang Ning arranged for a car to pick them up and take them to the company. It was a brand new black Buick. Fang Jingqi was embarrassed and asked, "This car is also for me?"
"I'm overthinking it. This belongs to Sister Ning. Let's go quickly. We'll be late in a while."
In a building in Jiangsong District, before Fang Jing and the others reached the gate of Happy World, a harsh sound of horns sounded from behind.
The driver muttered some curses, glanced at the rearview mirror impatiently, then turned on the turn signal and pulled over to give way.
There were three cars, two white and one black. The driver followed them closely after they left, and soon they all stopped at the gate of Happy World.
The first to get out of the car were seven or eight black-clad bodyguards, and then a slightly plump woman carrying a bag diagonally got off. Just when Fang Jing thought she was the real owner, a young woman in a red woolen coat appeared in a white car.
"Yang Mi!" Fang Jing could recognize who it was at such a close distance. She was much thinner in real life than on TV, and her face was smaller. There were four or five people behind her, who looked like assistants.
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"Sorry, you can't go there! Please be sensible and chase stars." Fang Jing and Xiao Wenjing were stopped by the bodyguard behind Yang Mi just as they were about to enter the gate.
Fang Jing was embarrassed, but Xiao Wenjing calmly took out a work badge from her bag and said, "This is an artist signed by Huanrui World, and I am his assistant."
"Sorry!" the bodyguard smiled and apologized.
"fine!"
Yang Mi entered the company with several assistants, while the bodyguards stayed outside. Fang Jing and the other two registered at the front desk and deliberately stayed a few steps behind to let them go into the elevator.
Yang Ning's office was on the ninth floor. Xiao Wenjing took him up there with ease. It was obviously not his first time here.
In the huge office area, everyone is immersed in work, and you can see a few faces that have appeared on TV in this area.
Knocking on the door of Yang Ning's office, she was writing and drawing with a pen. She raised her head and glanced at Fang Jing, and said calmly: "Here you go, sit down wherever you want. Wen Jing will inform the others about the meeting in the small conference room No. 4."
Xiao Wenjing raised her phone and smiled, "I will notify the group in five minutes."