Jiang Hua walked up to Boss Wang and smiled faintly.
Boss Wang looked Jiang Hua up and down. This guy had a good appearance, but there were too many good-looking people in the entertainment industry.
What was this person's background? He was actually favored by the art troupe, and they even brought out their precious treasure.
He had been doing business for so many years. Letting someone go just because of a few words was something only children would do.
Businessmen valued profits. It was a law of nature.
Most importantly, if he set this precedent, what would he do if someone else asked for someone in the future?
The bigwig from the branch company hurriedly leaned close to his ear and said, "Jiang Hua is our employee. His appearance is not bad. He signed a 10-year long-term contract with a penalty of 50 million yuan for breach of contract. He hasn't had any activities for 3 years."
Hearing this, Boss Wang was furious. If this guy had no background, that would be fine, but look, they even brought out their precious treasure.
When banning someone, they didn't even investigate.
They had the nerve to ask for 50 million yuan. Even if they went to court, they wouldn't be able to compensate that much.
The old artist in front of him was a master in the opera world. With just one word from him, their Huayi Company would basically be at odds with the entire opera world.
He immediately said, "Go get Comrade Jiang Hua's contract."
Executive Ji was anxious. If Jiang Hua got away so easily, it would be a huge loss of face.
He bowed down to Boss Wang's ear and said, "Boss, we can't just let him go directly. We have thousands of contracts in our artist department. If others follow suit..."
Boss Wang hesitated for a moment and then asked loudly, "Boss Wang, you tell me, according to the law, how much should he pay?"
He glared at Executive Ji. This person still had the habits of the underworld and wasn't fit for great responsibility.
The head of the branch company, Boss Wang, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "This, well, their group earned 200 million for the company in the first two years. With 5 people, that means each person earned 20 million a year."
"He still has 5 years left on his contract."
This compensation plan should be more or less the same as what would be decided if it went to court.
Boss Wang smiled and asked, "Old Jin, what do you think of this plan? We have thousands of artists under our banner. If there's zero breach penalty, it won't be easy for us to manage."
As the boss of a listed company, he also had to think about the big picture. Besides, this wasn't illegal.
Old Jin looked at Director Cai. Director Cai gritted her teeth and said, "It's fine. Our art troupe will take him."
Everyone present was stunned. 1 million yuan! To take someone who hadn't had any activities for 3 years was a huge loss.
Opera didn't make money. What were they after?
Seeing Director Cai's reaction, Jiang Hua was very touched. He knew the situation of the art troupe.
They were operating at a deficit. They often went to the countryside to perform for meager income.
Many excellent performers were even forced to leave the stage they loved because the low salary couldn't support their families.
The art troupe would have to sell their pots and pans to come up with this 1 million.
Old Jin whispered in Director Cai's ear, "I have an apartment. Selling it should be enough. As long as we can promote Yue Opera, everything is worth it."
"I've seen the new plays you and Little Jiang have been rehearsing. Very good. I like them very much."
Jiang Hua's eyes moistened. This kind of trust and care from others was something he had never experienced in the entertainment industry.
The two of them were discussing in a low voice. After all, not being able to come up with 1 million wasn't something glorious.
He immediately said, "I have money. I'll pay for the termination of the contract myself."
Director Cai was stunned. What was going on with this young man? She knew he had only brought a backpack to Xiaobaihua.
He only had two sets of clothes and was even wearing the troupe's uniform.
How could he possibly have 1 million?
Hearing that Jiang Hua would pay for the termination himself, Boss Wang breathed a sigh of relief. 1 million wasn't much to him.
The main thing was that if he opened his mouth, it would be hard to manage people in the future.
"Then it's settled. We'll leave him to you. As for the big movie, we also agree to cooperate."
He didn't know what he was letting go of. This would be a lifelong pain he couldn't erase.
Since the boss had agreed, the subordinates didn't dare oppose.
But where would the money come from? Right now, at most, he had a little over 20,000 yuan on hand, and that was saved up from his monthly deductions.
With no activities for 3 years and a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan, being able to save this much was already the limit.
Jiang Hua immediately picked up his phone and walked to the side. He was going to call his adoptive father.
"Hello, Old Wei, why didn't I see you at the company today?"
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Wei Yuan was currently doing a commercial performance at a mall opening ceremony and had just gotten off the stage.
Seeing Jiang Hua's call, he was very curious.
This guy hadn't actively contacted him for several years, and now he was taking the initiative to call him.
He had a bad feeling.
Yesterday, he had a falling out with Executive Ji. Could it be that he wanted to ask for his help? But he was also just a piece of meat on someone else's chopping board.
"What's the matter? Speak. I still have to rush to the next event."
Jiang Hua laughed awkwardly and said, "Um, can you lend me some money? I'll pay you back immediately."
In his memory, this not-quite-friend was the only one who had some money.
"How much do you want to borrow? Tell me."
"1 million."
"What?"
Wei Yuan was so shocked that he almost dropped his phone. 1 million? Did he really think he was running a charity?
He really wanted to slap himself. It was all his fault for being nosy. Why did he ask how much he wanted to borrow? He should have just refused directly.
I'm not a wildly popular star, earning 2 million a day.
A commercial performance paid tens of thousands, and he could get around 10,000 in his hand. It would take 100 performances to barely make 1 million.
The problem was, how many commercial performances did he get in a year?
"Old Wei, help a brother out. I'm short 1 million to terminate my contract right now. When I take off, I'll come back and bring you with me."
These words left Wei Yuan speechless. He thought back to their past. This guy had always been unruly.
"Waiting for you to bring me along, I'd have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse. I'm 28 this year. How many more years can I fight for?"
"Brother, help me this once. 3 months at most, and I'll pay you back."
Wei Yuan let out a long sigh. He knew Jiang Hua very well. For him to beg like this, he must really be at the end of his rope.
"You don't even call me brother."
Jiang Hua laughed, a brilliant smile. In life, having a few brothers was enough. He acknowledged this brother.
"Bro, you're my real brother."
"I'll transfer the money to you. This is my last savings."
"Okay, thanks Old Wei."
Damn, he was just calling him brother, and now he was back to Old Wei. This kid was really annoying.
Right, he still wanted to ask Jiang Hua, who was really stronger? He had always refused to accept that Jiang Hua was more popular than him.
On the other side, Jiang Hua heard the sound of a bank transfer and felt energized again.
A man still needed money. Otherwise, he would have to call others brother.
Director Cai walked over with concern.
"Jiang Hua, how is it? Should the troupe still try to find a way for you?"
Jiang Hua smiled. "I have money. I'll go terminate the contract in a bit."
Director Cai patted his shoulder.
"Comrade Jiang Hua, you're now part of an organization. If you have any difficulties, try your best to voice them."
"Comrade"! What an intimate form of address! These two short syllables were filled with warmth and trust.
He liked this title.
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