The richest man in Nancheng, Gu Sihan, married a troublesome little wife. While everyone was busy feeling sorry for Gu Sihan, he was busy spoiling his wife without limits.
One day, his assist...
Anyway, it’s the first time to open a studio.
It is precisely because of this that I am afraid that I have not considered certain aspects comprehensively enough, and the company’s employees will be dissatisfied with it!
Otherwise, how could I keep asking again and again?
"Don't worry, we've even discussed this privately. I've approached many studios, even large companies, before. But compared to what you're offering, the treatment isn't as good."
At the end, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
However, what they said was true. After all, they were all students, not yet graduated, and not famous.
It is naturally impossible to become famous just by relying on a few good works!
"So that's how it is. As long as you think it's good, that's fine. What I'm most afraid of is that you think it's not good. If there's anything wrong, just tell me directly."
Song Shuran was also very frank and direct, with a faint smile on her face, looking sunny and bright.
Qiaoqiao nodded and said seriously, "No, the work is very good. There is nothing to complain about."
The two of them then chatted about some gossip, all of which were entertainment gossip that girls love to talk about, which easily brought them closer together.
When they got off the car, Qiaoqiao no longer deliberately kept a distance from Song Shuran as she did before, but instead moved closer to Song Shuran.
"Is it true or false? I thought it was all fake and impossible to happen."
Song Shuran said with a smile, "How can it be as beautiful as you imagine? You want to get it without any effort, there is no such thing as pie falling from the sky. You have to pay to get it."
"So that's how it is. Well, it's better to work hard."
Qiaoqiao pursed her lips and smiled, silently suppressing the curiosity in her heart.
The two of them walked into the factory one after the other.
"Are you from the studio?"
After seeing Song Shuran and Qiaoqiao, the factory manager asked with a hint of suspicion, and even looked up and down at the two people in front of him.
It’s not that I don’t believe it, it’s mostly that I’m skeptical!
Logically speaking, those who come here for the connection should be serious, after all, it involves the interests of both parties.
But the two people in front of him looked like they were here to have fun. They were both wearing casual clothes and looked lazy. How could they look like they were here to discuss business?
"Yes, I'm the owner of the studio. I came here mainly to negotiate something specific. Why did you suddenly change what you said before?"
Song Shuran said with a faint smile, her tone was still as calm as ever, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.
The factory manager smiled and said, "Look at what you said. Before was before, and now is now. Isn't it normal to have changes?"
Listen, this sounds very reasonable and well-founded.
However, Qiaoqiao next to her suddenly poked her head out, snorted coldly, and retorted, "But we've already signed the contract. If you go back on your word now, what about the contract? Shouldn't you compensate us according to what's written in the contract?"
The contract has been signed long ago, but now you are going back on your word!
The person in charge smiled attentively. "Look at what you said. Signing a contract is one thing, and we're only going back on our word because the raw material prices have gone up. Why should we ask for compensation?"
In the end, he was just shameless and acted like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.
The studio is small, and we didn't ask for too much compensation when we signed the contract! This is why the factory can back out without any negotiation!
"If that's what you're saying, then I don't think we need to negotiate here. How about we just go through the legal process and follow the contract?"
Song Shuran raised her eyes and spoke coldly, her eyes full of indifference, without any emotion at all.
There was a slight smile on his face, but it disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.
The person in charge also felt the pressure that followed and forced a smile. "Why do we have to go through the legal process? We can resolve this matter privately, right?"
Although he didn't say it clearly, at least he had taken a step back!
Despite this, Song Shuran's face remained cold, without any emotion at all.
"What if not?"
Song Shuran raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile and a hint of curiosity.