"My friend." Xiao Chen pointed at Xu Meir and said, "Come to terminate the contract with the company."
"Xu Meir? Terminate the contract?" Wen Wan suddenly became interested: "Tianhai Entertainment refuses?"
"It's not that we're unwilling, but we've put forward a lot of unfair conditions." Xiao Chen said, "Look, we're discussing what to do."
"We can discuss it, but why are so many people here? Get out." Wen Wan walked to the desk.
"Mr. Wen, please sit down." Wang Tianhai quickly gave up his chair.
Wen Wan sat down on his office chair worth tens of thousands of dollars without any hesitation, and then stretched out her hand.
Wang Tianhai quickly took out a cigar, handed it to him attentively, and then lit it considerately.
Wen Wan took a puff and frowned: "What the hell? I'm not used to it."
He casually put out the cigar on the expensive desk.
Wang Tianhai's face twitched as he watched cigars worth thousands of yuan each being roughly pressed on his Italian imported wooden desk.
There was also a burn hole in the desk.
If it were someone else, he would have gotten angry long ago, but he didn't dare to do that in front of this woman.
After all, the people in the Wen Mansion are not people he can afford to offend.
He waved his hand, and the security guards in the room quickly retreated.
"Tell me, what conditions did Mr. Wang offer?" Wen Wan crossed her legs and spoke in a calm tone.
"Boss Wen, this is your nephew?" Wang Tianhai grinned, forcing out a smile uglier than crying. "Xiao Chen, you should have told me earlier. This is really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple."
"I just met my aunt yesterday." Xiao Chen smiled. "Besides, I didn't intend to let my aunt come forward in this matter."
Wang Tianhai's mouth twitched and he wanted to curse.
Damn it, you are a college student. If you didn’t rely on this ancestor of the Wen family, would you have the confidence to challenge me?
But no matter how angry he was, he didn't dare to curse anyone openly.
Zhili forced a smile and said, "Boss Wen, you know Xu Meir, she is an artist that our company is promoting."
"Our company has spent a lot of money to promote her over the years."
"Now she's leaving just like that? Without giving an explanation, that's unacceptable, isn't it?"
"Doesn't this contract specify how much liquidated damages you should pay? Based on her publicity and promotion over the years, this price is reasonable." Wen Wan took a look at Xu Meir's contract.
"But...what about the time cost?" Wang Tianhai said, "How many stars can we create with the time we've wasted on her?"
"Well, let's do what Xu Meir said about the penalty for breach of contract. There is an artist under our company whose contract is about to expire. I will introduce her to President Wang at that time. How about that?" Wen Wan put down the contract.
"I wonder which artist under Premier Wen's contract has expired?" Wang Tianhai became interested.
"Li Qianqian." Wen Wan said, "She's a veteran artist, extremely popular."
"This... is a little old." Wang Tianhai was a little reluctant.
"They have a lot of fans. With some careful packaging, it won't be bad, Mr. Wang." Wen Wan said with a smile, "And to show our sincerity, our company will drop the lawsuit against Tianhai Entertainment Company over several dramas. How about that?"
"Really?" Wang Tianhai's eyes lit up.
"Of course it's true, we can sign a contract." Wen Wan said.
"But..." Wang Tianhai rolled his eyes, wanting more conditions.
"Aunt, this is my business, please don't interfere. Mr. Wang has a big appetite." Xiao Chen said.
"President Wang will definitely have a suitable solution for this matter, right, President Wang?"
Xiao Chen looked at Wang Tianhai with a provocative look, and Wang Tianhai's face suddenly turned dark.
He had to change his words: "Let's do as Premier Wen said. Premier Wen always keeps his word."
"Okay, then I'll be the middleman today and have someone draft a contract and sign it now." Wen Wan said with a smile.
"Okay, since President Wen has come forward, then this matter is settled. Mei'er, what do you think?" Wang Tianhai looked at Xu Mei'er.
"Thank you, Mr. Wen, but Mr. Wen... I may never be able to repay you for this favor in my lifetime." Xu Meir bit her lip and looked at Wen Wan.
Wen Wan knew that the person in charge of Nuanguang Entertainment was one of the top few people in the domestic entertainment industry.
She would definitely not help herself for no reason. What Xu Meir was afraid of was that she would just jump out of one pit and fall into another.
Who is Wen Wan? With her high emotional intelligence, she could tell what Xu Meir was thinking at a glance.
She held Xu Meir's hand and said, "You and Xiao Chen are friends, so you are my junior. I'm helping you. Don't worry about any favors."
"Thank you, Mr. Wen." Xu Meir's eyes were filled with tears.
"Okay, it's settled. Let's shake hands and make peace." Wen Wan clapped her hands and asked her assistant to quickly draft a contract.
Both parties signed the agreement, shook hands and made peace, and the matter was settled.
"Mr. Xiao...you have a wide network of contacts." Wang Tianhai said to Xiao Chen with a hint of meaning.
Xiao Chen knew what he was worried about and said, "Please rest assured, Mr. Wang, the things in my hands will disappear without a trace in an instant."
"Well, you are worthy of being President Wen's junior. President Wen, I really envy you for having such a junior. Unlike those naughty kids in my family, each one is more troublesome than the other." Wang Tianhai laughed.
"Xiao Chen has been an outstanding student since childhood. In Yanjing, he will have to rely on President Wang to take care of him." Wen Wan said with a smile: "Xiao Chen, now that things here are settled, I will take you to see an elder."
"He's an old friend of my dad's. I call him Third Uncle, but you can just call him Third Master."
"Could it be... Mr. Huang Sanye from Liuda Lane?" Wang Tianhai's face suddenly changed.
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