Chapter 819 Our family is not short of money.
Li Kun was also a little confused, "right."
"Hello, are you Mr. Zhou Suihuai here for an interview at our company?" Someone walked out. "I'm Xiaowu, our old—ahem, the boss's executive secretary."
Zhou Suihuai nodded and asked, "Is your company located here?"
Xiao Wu Zhang's slicked-back hair and powdered face made his face look very young. When he smiled, he showed a pair of canine teeth. "Yes, this building is now owned by our company. However, our company is just starting out, so floors 39 to 52 belong to us. The rest are leased to other companies."
Li Kun said, "Oh," and turned to Zhou Suihuai and said, "Master, this is very close to our home. It will be very convenient for commuting to get off work in the future. This address is the same as the one I chose specifically for you."
Xiao Wu led everyone in and introduced them one by one, "This is the administrative area, this is the marketing department, this is the public relations department, this is the finance department..."
Li Kun clicked his tongue. "One department, one floor, only a few people?"
Xiao Wu: "Yes, my family is rich, so the employees have spacious and comfortable offices."
Li Kun chuckled twice, "But this is the city center where every inch of land is valuable." Li Kun yelled in his heart, "What a waste!"
"What did your boss do before?" Zhou Suihuai also felt that his arrogance was too exaggerated, and he completely gave up the idea of taking advantage of him. This style felt like money laundering!
Xiao Wu chuckled, "Our young lady's family is wealthy and not short of money. Here, it's just a drizzle. Profits and losses don't matter to us, so we give artists such a wide range of freedom."
Zhou Suihuai felt something was wrong, and Li Kun was already jaw-dropping in shock at the landmark building.
The only bad thing is...
The colleagues here all seem to be in a bad mood.
With a sullen face and legs crossed, he didn't even turn on his computer, but the clatter of his computer echoed through the entire building. Several offices were even playing games together.
"It's okay," Xiao Wu said proactively, "It's just that the artist hasn't started yet, so it's just for fun, it doesn't matter."
After bringing the person into the office, Zhou Suihuai took a look at the empty 200-square-meter office and asked, "Where's the boss?"
This is obviously a new office. There is a strong smell of wood and agarwood, and everything is new.
Xiao Wu took out a file from the president's desk drawer. Li Kun, with sharp eyes, turned around and said to Zhou Suihuai, "Master, there's only one file in his drawer. It seems he only wants to sign one person."
Xiao Wu smiled and sat across from Zhou Suihuai. "Here's the contract. You can take it home and take a look at it slowly. Our boss is abroad, and I have the final say on company matters. If there are no problems with the contract, sign it and give it to me directly. The subsequent work arrangements will be sent to you after signing. If there are no problems, they will be arranged."
Li Kun looked up and asked, "Can we choose whether to participate or not?"
Xiao Wu nodded, "Of course."
Li Kun looked at Zhou Suihuai. Zhou Suihuai was still calm. He picked up the contract.
Li Kun hadn't been exaggerating before. The contract wasn't long, but it did state, "Everything is based on the artist's preferences. They can choose not to participate in shows, variety shows, or film shoots if they don't want to. The artist has a guaranteed salary, which they can receive once a month during their break—"
Zhou Suihuai thought he had seen it wrong, and counted it carefully, "Five hundred thousand!"
"Master! You get half a million for doing nothing."
Zhou Suihuai was speechless. He pushed the contract out and asked, "Are you serious about this contract?"
Media companies rely on artists to generate revenue. Some artists don't work, but they are given a minimum wage. But that minimum wage is basically one or two thousand, or five hundred thousand?
Zhou Suihuai felt that the boss of this company was either a money launderer or had some mental problems and had not figured out the rules of the industry.
Xiaowu: "Hmm?"
Zhou Suihuai: "No one in the industry gives this much."
Xiaowu: "Oh, our family is not short of money."
Zhou Suihuai: "..."
Xiao Wu: "I said there's no rush to sign a contract. You can go back and think about it. We'll also invite other celebrities. Of course, the conditions are so good, you can't afford to think too long." Xiao Wu checked the time. "One hour, is that enough?"
Zhou Suihuai: "..."
Xiao Wu, "For those who are not short of money, time is very precious. Besides, we have sent this contract to your agent before. You should have had an intention before you came." Xiao Wu spoke very fluently according to what someone taught him in advance.
Zhou Suihuai wanted to leave.
At this time, Zhou Suihan called and said, "You are stupid, sign it!"
Zhou Suihuai: "..."
Zhou Suihan said, "There's nothing wrong with the contract, and there's nothing wrong with the resources they have. What are you worried about?"
Zhou Suihuai paused for a moment, then asked calmly, "Brother, do you think I'm stupid?"
Zhou Suihan was speechless. He had no choice but to make up a story, "Okay, fine, I admit it. I intervened. They didn't want you originally, but I recommended you. And I was afraid you didn't have enough money, so I personally sponsored a little. The original minimum they gave was 800."
Eight hundred is a little less, but with the right resources, it seems much more normal.
Zhou Suihuai: "Oh, okay, I get it."
Zhou Suihuai hung up the phone, took the contract, crossed out the five hundred thousand, wrote eight hundred, then signed his name at the end and stood up coolly, "Alright."
Xiao Wu nodded, "Yeah."
After everyone had left, Xiaowu sent a message with only two words: "Done."
The little white rabbit has no chance in front of the psychology master.
For this, Zhou Sui Han asked Bian Zhi for a meal.
It was called a meal, but it was just a small barbecue set up in the yard.
Bian Zhi was holding a beer and Zhou Sui Han was sitting opposite her. Both of them were very relaxed, and Zhou Sui Han looked quite lazy.
When Zhou Suihuai got off the bus, he looked at the two of them.
After pausing for a moment, Zhou Suihan called out, "Come and try it, Zhizhi's cooking skills are pretty good."
Zhou Suihuai glanced at Bian Zhi.
He didn't move at all, not even his head or eyes turned towards me.
Holding the bottle of beer, he drank it slowly.
“No junk food.”
Zhou Suihan said, "Okay, you are noble."
Zhou Suihuai: "I have signed the contract, big star, I will eat at your street stalls, and leave the acne on your face."
Zhou Sui Han thought this guy was too childish. He glanced at Zhou Sui Huai and went home very angry with him.
Bian Zhi continued to sit there drinking, not even looking at the irritating man.
"I'm not grown up yet, please forgive me."
Bian Zhi smiled and said, "Same here."
After saying this, the two looked at each other and smiled.
Zhou Suihuai stood on the balcony, with a clear view of the situation in the courtyard opposite. He gritted his teeth and smiled, "Hahahaha - you smile so beautifully at everyone."
After saying that, he closed the window with a "swish".
In the yard.
Zhou Suihan: "I thought you didn't want it anymore?"
Bian Zhi smiled and said, "That's what I planned before."
Zhou Suihan was stunned for a moment, then raised the wine glass in his hand and bumped Bian Zhi's hand, "Idiots can be irritating sometimes, please be more tolerant."
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