As Yu Ting was speaking, Zhang Hao had also finished reading all the documents that Yu Ting had written.
It must be said, the attention to detail that Yu Ting had demonstrated was commendable, and his management concept was quite forward-thinking.
Besides his tendency to overspend.
After reading through all the documents, Zhang Hao handed them back to Yu Ting, voicing his opinion, "President Yu, you have all these great ideas and tactics for operation and management, everything is well-organized, the expenditure, however..."
In summary: Yu Ting was spending too much money.
"You don’t need to worry about the money, I don’t care about money, what I care about is the performance of the artists under the company, coming up with good works, and establishing a good reputation for the company."
"In this way, the profit I get is much greater than what I put in."
They both made a fortune, it’s just that Yu Ting started with a high investment.
After several exchanges, Zhang Hao was finally quite convinced by Yu Ting. After pondering for a few minutes, he took a deep breath and said, "Well, I’ve heard of President Yu’s capabilities, and seeing it today, it’s indeed like what the rumors say, I just hope that if President Yu really gets the executive rights of Southwest Entertainment one day, you will implement what you’ve told me today."
Zhang Hao was in his late fifties-approaching sixty, with a bit of gray on his temples, showing some distress and hardships on his face while making this decision. His mind was riddled with various thoughts.
He didn’t want to see Southwest Entertainment in its current state.
He genuinely hoped that Southwest Entertainment could turn around and stop declining.
"Of course, I always keep my word." Yu Ting swiftly responded, then took out the equity transfer agreement from his bag and handed it to Zhang Hao, "Mr. Zhang, please take a look at this transfer agreement. Once you confirm that everything is fine, you can sign it. If there’s anything you’re not satisfied with, we can still discuss it."
"Hmm."
Zhang Hao responded, then, after carefully reading the proposal given by Yu Ting, and the transfer agreement, he carefully checked for any common contractual loopholes. Once everything was confirmed and deemed reasonable, Zhang Hao signed his name at the end of the last page.
He then kept one copy and handed the other to Yu Ting.
With the contract in hand, a bright smile lit up Yu Ting’s face and he said, "Happy cooperation."
"Happy cooperation." Zhang Hao responded with a smile, "Truly the times produce heroes. At your young age, President Yu, you’ve already accomplished so much, and you manage the company very well."
"Just acceptable, presentable."
"Haha, this evaluation is quite modest of you, President Yu." Zhang Hao laughed and then stood up without a word, "President Yu, I have to travel out of town tomorrow, and there’s a mountain of things that need to be handled here, so I’ll leave first."
"Ah, that’s a pity then. Then, go ahead. We’ll have an opportunity to meet again." Yu Ting said with a regretful expression.
"Alright, I really can’t accompany you this time. I’ll treat you next time." Zhang Hao said, picked up his briefcase from the table at his side, and left the room after getting a clear response from Yu Ting.
With the click of the closing door, only Yu Ting and a few nibbled pastries were left in the room.
The pastries were quite tasty, and Yu Ting was thinking about having another bite before leaving.
Then, the clacking sound of a woman’s high heels echoed from outside.
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