Chapter 102 Want to serve food? Sorry, I overturned the table!

The contract is too good to sign?

Seeing that Wang Hao had no intention of taking over the pen, Gao Xian twitched the corner of his mouth, laughed awkwardly, and then retracted the action of handing over the pen.

"Do you think that treaty is too...good? How about we adjust it appropriately for you?"

When he said this, Gao Xian himself felt a little blushing.

This is the first time he has seen such an upright artist. If all the artists in the company could be like him, wouldn't it be possible to achieve a "great unity" scene in minutes?

However, the next second, he saw Wang Hao pointing at one of the film and television treaties.

"Just like this one, if conditions are ripe, in principle, one big-screen filming and three TV series can be filmed every year."

The big screen also means movies, and many of you here know this.

Gao Xian explained: "Yes, we will try our best to get you a certain amount of film and TV series shooting to ensure that your popularity is maintained at a balanced stage and will not fall out of the audience's attention."

This was a very nice thing to say, but the appearance of the words "try your best" and "fight for" revealed Gao Zion's purpose.

Wang Hao shook his head and said seriously: "That's not okay. Who in the industry doesn't know that I have offended the great director Zhang Yibai?"

"If you still try your best to fight for me under this situation, wouldn't you be going against Guangying Media? This will be extremely detrimental to the development of our brilliant media!"

As he spoke, Wang Hao picked up a ballpoint pen from the side and blackened out the regulations.

And then, he started talking about the next inappropriate regulation.

"One more thing. During the filming of the variety show, the company will be responsible for operating the artist's Weibo account throughout the entire process, and strive not to miss any opportunity to increase popularity."

"Yes!" Gao Xian nodded and added: "This way you can save some time and devote yourself to the recording of the variety show."

"How can that be done!"

Wang Hao said righteously: "The operation of Weibo accounts is a personal matter. How can I have the nerve to trouble other people in the company? So this item must be crossed out."

"There is also music copyright management, which is not good. It is too troublesome for the company. I can just do it myself."

"There is also the task of creating a new work every quarter. I really can't do it. It's too taxing on my brain. I'll cross it out."

"There is also the matter of changing managers, assigning assistants, and drivers. I don't dare to do this. I am just an 18th-tier artist. If I do this, I will be scolded by fans for being a big name."

"..."

In just a few minutes, Wang Hao almost scratched out all the regulations in the contract, leaving black ink stains everywhere on the originally neat text.

Gao Zion next to him had black lines all over his face.

If he hadn't reacted by this time, he wouldn't have been the deputy director of the contract department.

"So, you are not planning to renew the contract, right?"

"Ah?" Wang Hao looked at him in surprise and replied: "The contract must be renewed, but I don't think I am worthy of this contract, so I can only say sorry."

Gao Xian's expression suddenly froze, and he said in a deep voice: "It's August now, and there are still four months until the end of the year. During this period, all your schedules will be decided by the company."

"So?" Wang Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"I know you cherish Extreme Challenge, a variety show that can make you famous again, but if you don't sign this new contract, your career as a variety show will be ruined."

"That's it..."

Wang Hao frowned, his face suddenly a little tangled.

Just when Gao Xian thought he was about to give in, he saw Wang Hao take out his cell phone and dial Yan Qin's number directly.

"Director Yan, let me tell you in advance that I probably won't be able to attend the next recording session. You should quickly find a way to find a replacement guest."

"ah?"

On the other end of the phone, Yan Qin, who was busy editing, was immediately confused.

What's going on? Why can't you come?

The next moment, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly recalled the call he had received from Wu Yong!

Suddenly, Yan Qi became furious!

"Tell me what happened? Is that bitch Zhang Yibai looking for someone to punish you again? Don't be afraid, I will contact Brother Hua right now!"

"Those who step on horses, those who dare to use labor! I think their talented artists don't even want to be in a variety show, right?"

"The worst case scenario is that the fish will die and the net will be broken!!!"

Yan Zhen's angry roar echoed in the conference room. Gao Xian's face, which was originally full of confidence, suddenly changed, and dense cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

He winked at Wang Hao hurriedly and whispered at the same time: "Misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding! Wang Hao, please explain to Director Yan quickly, I was just making a joke."

Gao Xian couldn't help but tremble when he thought that his casual words would alarm Hua Tianbai, the chairman of Huayi Media.

Not to mention his small deputy director of the contract department, even if the entire Brilliant Media is included, it is probably not as good as one finger of Hua Tianbai!

You know, in addition to being the chairman of a super first-line media company, Hua Tianbai is also the brother of the big leader who is in charge of the "life and death" of artists in the entire entertainment industry!

When Gao Xian walks in front of someone, he probably doesn't even have a hair on his head!

No, to say that the hair is all too high, it should be the leg hair, and it is the thinnest one!

Seeing Gao Xian's panicked expression, Wang Hao slightly curved the corners of his mouth and replied toward the microphone: "That's not the case, I just feel a little uncomfortable, probably because I have a cold."

"Director Yan, you don't need to find any guests. I should just take some medicine, right? Vice Minister Gao?"

Gao Xian was stunned for a moment, then nodded wildly: "Ah, yes, yes! I'm going to buy medicine! I'm going to buy medicine right now!"

…

After chatting for a few more words, Wang Hao hung up the phone and turned his attention back to Gao Xian.

"Vice Minister Gao, then this contract..."

Gao Xian directly grabbed the contract and tore it into pieces. He smiled and said, "No need to sign it. There are indeed many unreasonable things in this contract. Let me change it and we can discuss it later."

"Okay, I'll trouble you then."

After smiling with satisfaction, Wang Hao stood up and left the conference room.

"boom!"

As the door of the conference room was closed tightly, Gao Zion's face, which was still smiling at first, suddenly darkened.

Looking back at the pile of torn contracts on the ground, his breathing suddenly became rapid and his face turned red!

As the head of the contract department of Huihuang Media Company, when had he ever been so angry?

When artists meet him on weekdays, aren't they nice and friendly? They just want to get a better contract.

But what about Wang Hao?

"Damn guy! If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"

Gao Xian roared viciously, but the anger in his heart did not subside at all, but instead surged more and more.

"Minister Gao? What should we do now?" Li Yangjiang, deputy director of the Propaganda Department, frowned and asked.

In fact, when he invited Wang Hao to come and sign the contract, Li Yangjiang had already drawn many cakes in his mind, waiting to be fed to Wang Hao.

It’s just deception anyway!

Once Wang Hao signs this contract, will he still be left to their own devices?

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Movies, TV series?

Sorry, we tried our best, but we really can't win. After all, no one can bear the consequences of offending Zhang Yibai.

variety show?

Oh, you can go to this one, but what about the split... nine for you and one for me?

What? Don’t agree with the sharing?

If you don’t agree, don’t go! Stay tuned and write songs!

copyright?

Of course it belongs to the company. What kind of copyright do you, a tool guy, want?

What, can’t write it?

This is your fault. The contract stipulates that you must write a certain number of songs every year, otherwise it will be a breach of contract!

Haha, breach of contract requires sky-high liquidated damages.

Do you write or not?

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Several people had good ideas, but Wang Hao came unexpectedly.

Before the food was served, he overturned the table!

Several people were immediately dumbfounded!
To be continued...