On the way back, Li Xue kept nagging and complaining, thinking that Mu Rong should not have asked Sister Hua to change the contract without telling her, which made her very passive.

Mu Rong listened quietly, thinking secretly in his heart.

Judging from Sister Hua's attitude, there is almost no hope of changing the contract.

He can't even decide the contract of a young artist like him. It seems that Sister Hua has indeed had problems controlling the company's artist management business.

It's a bit tricky to report the contract change to the head office.

He still has some friendship with Sister Hua, but with the company leadership, it is a purely superior-subordinate relationship, and they will not give him face.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Rong asked: "Sister Xue, how much is the liquidated damages in my contract?"

Hearing his words, Li Xue was stunned: "What do you want to do?"

"Let me ask."

Mu Rong didn't say much.

Li Xue warned seriously: "Don't make the same old mistakes! You've just started to get better, so don't mess around!"

"Just tell me how much it is."

Mu Rong asked.

Li Xue had no choice but to open her mouth and throw out a number: "One million."

One million…

Mu Rong shook his head and complained secretly.

Or make money by being a boss! For such a small artist, he has to pay one million in liquidated damages. How much are other artists’ fees?

If an artist of Li Bingzhen's level wanted to terminate his contract, he would probably have to shed his skin even if he died.

Yes, he did want to terminate the contract.

Even in the brothels during the Song Dynasty, the madams only took half of the profits from the girls.

Even now, people have poked their spines, saying that they eat people without spitting out their bones.

His contract commission ratio was actually as high as 90%, which was almost as high as selling himself into slavery.

If Sister Hua can make the decision in this matter, and the new contract conditions given are good, then for Dong Zhihua's sake, he is still willing to fulfill the contract.

But if you have to fight for this matter with the company, it would be meaningless. It is better to terminate the contract as soon as possible and have a clean life.

However, it is easy to terminate the contract, but liquidated damages are a problem.

The laws in this world are perfect, so it would be more troublesome to get sued.

So, you still have to find a way to make money!

On the other side, Wang Jinghua’s home.

Ever since Mu Rong and the others left, Wang Jinghua had been sitting on the sofa, frowning and thinking.

"What's wrong?" Dong Zhihua asked with a smile: "Isn't it just to give Xiao Rong some extra money? Is it so difficult?"

"What do you know?"

Wang Jinghua waved her hands irritably, she was not thinking about this issue at all.

I got up, picked up my phone, and came to the study room.

She reached out to open the computer, the large screen monitor slowly lit up, and the XP interface appeared.

Opening an office software with her mouse, she clumsily typed in an application to change an artist's contract with two fingers.

In the column for changed content, she hesitated, and then entered: "The income sharing ratio is changed from 10% to the original artist and 90% to the company; to 30% to the artist and 70% to the company."

This share ratio already belongs to a Type B contract, and many of the company’s veteran artists have this ratio.

She originally wanted to directly adjust the share ratio to 50% each, but that was a type A contract. Many old artists did not get type A contracts. Mu Rong jumped directly to type A, which was against the rules and others would have opinions.

After signing the application, she clicked submit.

Then, she switched accounts and entered Wang Zhongjun's account number, intending to approve it.

However, as soon as she re-entered, the system background showed an application process that had been processed.

She opened it and found that it was the application she had just submitted.

The approval status of the application is rejected.

Frowning, she picked up the phone and made a call.

It only rang once and the call was connected.

"Hello? Sister Hua."

The three founders of the company are all named Wang, but no one calls her Wang Jing or Mr. Hua Wang, and she doesn’t like others calling her that. Everyone calls her Sister Hua.

"Mr. Wang, did you reject the application I just submitted?"

Wang Jinghua went straight to the point and asked directly.

"Oh, I'm processing the approval report now. I just saw your application and processed it smoothly."

Wang Zhongjun explained nonchalantly: "I read your application. The Mu Rong contract has only been fulfilled halfway, why do you need to change the contract?"

Hearing that he rejected her application without going through it, Wang Jinghua's eyes flashed with anger: "The artist's contract was signed with me, and it's my business to change the contract. Why did you reject my application so casually?"

"You can't say that!"

Wang Zhongjun smiled and said: "Taihe Culture is also part of the company. If you change the artist's share ratio, won't the profit attributed to the company be reduced?"

"I will control the loss myself, and I will not lose any profit that should be handed over, so just leave it alone!"

Wang Jinghua's tone was a bit colder.

Hearing that she was a little angry, Wang Zhongjun laughed and changed the subject: "Let's not talk about this for now. The annual meeting will be held soon. I will go back to Peking in a few days. We will talk about it when I get back, okay? I

There’s something else going on, so hang up first!”

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the busy signal from the phone, Wang Jinghua became angry and slapped the phone on the desk.

"That's too much!"

When Wang Zhongjun asked her to cooperate, it was just a courtesy.

Only a few years have passed, and I can’t wait to get rid of it.

I was so desperate that I took the artists to change jobs en masse!

She was angry, but after her anger subsided, Wang Jinghua finally did not submit another application.

Now is not the time to fall out with the Huayi brothers.

Although she has many artist resources under her, the resources for film and television production are still in the hands of Huayi Brothers.

On the other hand, they cooperated with Feng Pants and won the annual box office runner-up with "Endless", successfully creating the concept of domestic Lunar New Year stalls.

In the following years, they and Feng Pants successively produced films such as "A Sigh" and "Big Shot", which were box office hits and Feng Pants has become one of the most popular directors in the mainland.

She still has to consider the artists under her. If she breaks up with the Huayi brothers now, it will be the artists under her and herself that will be hurt in the end.

Anyway, Wang Zhongjun should be back in a few days, so let’s wait for him to come back and then have a good talk with him!

On the other side, in a gallery in Paris, Wang Zhongjun hung up the phone and curled his lips disdainfully: "An old bustard pretending to be crazy?"

With that said, he ordered the assistant who was holding the computer to log in to the system: "Change my account password. No one is allowed to log in to my account in the future!"

Behind him, Wang Zhonglei pondered for a moment and advised: "Sister Hua is the head of the artist department after all, so why don't you get too tense with her?"

"Hmph! She thinks she can take care of me with a few actors? She's dreaming!"

Wang Zhongjun snorted coldly: "As a president of a subsidiary company, all applications must be processed by myself, so what do you need me as the chairman to do?"

Wang Zhonglei hesitated and asked: "If you suppress her like this, aren't you afraid that she will take the artist to another job?"

"I'll lend her some courage!"

Wang Zhongjun was disdainful: "If there is a movie, Jiao'er is Jiao'er. If there is no movie, Jiao'er is worse than a dog."

As long as Feng Pants is still there, we won't be afraid of actors making trouble. What we have to do is control the upstream and the platform.

I just want to beat her hard, I want her to understand that now she, Wang Jinghua, is begging me!"

After that, he turned around, looked at an oil painting hanging on the wall, and asked the gallery manager: "How much does this painting cost?"

"Six hundred thousand euros."

"I bought it!"


Chapter completed!