Unbeknownst to everyone, Yang Bei and Gao Mang's resignation plans are being advanced in full swing.
Not everyone is unaware, at least those in charge who are close to Gao Mang are vaguely aware that Gao Mang may no longer be their colleague in the future.
In recent contacts, although Gao Mang did not say it clearly and her work attitude is still as serious and responsible as before, it can be vaguely seen from some of the documents she handed over that she has begun to take the initiative to deliver some projects that are not yet in the final stage.
This is obviously like changing positions or resigning.
For these people in charge, Gao Mang's plan to go out and work alone is not a big or small good thing.
With Gao Mang leaving, their chances will definitely increase.
As for whether to go to Zhengguang Gaden?
Why tell Zhengguang? Will there be any benefit?
There will be no benefits, but Gao Mang will be offended.
There are many capable people in this industry now, but it is rare to see someone like Gao Mang who can still handle the affairs of his old employer with all his heart on the eve of his resignation.
Multiple friends, multiple paths!
Besides, situations like Gao Mang's are actually not uncommon at all.
In the entertainment media circle, there is no such thing as ninety-nine-six, and business interactions with each other are extremely frequent. Anyone who reaches this position has made a lot of connections and accumulated a lot of wealth.
Under this premise, someone will basically stand out independently every once in a while, but the small ones are basically destroyed, and few can stand up.
The same goes for Gao Mang. Before she achieves anything, no one will pay much attention to her.
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It has been almost a week since the last time I sent out a red envelope.
This morning, Tang Qian's call came to Gao Mang's mobile phone who was working outside.
Gao Mang had some opinions about Tang Qian, and even her eagerness to resign had a lot to do with Tang Qian.
But now, she still forced a smile and answered the call.
"Hey, Manager Tang, what's the matter?"
"It's not a big deal." Tang Qian said softly on the phone. She never felt that she had any problem: "It's just that the company has a new project recently and needs a title song. I think Yang Bei is very suitable. I will send the project to you later.
Send the theme and elements to him, and urge him to see if he can write it as soon as possible."
"I'm afraid it's hard to agree to this. Manager Tang, Yang Bei said that he doesn't want to write songs recently."
Gao Mang's tone was a little hesitant, she wanted to see how shameless this Tang Qian could be.
"What's the trouble with just one song? Isn't he a famous talent? He released an album so quickly last time, so this time he will be fine with just one song..."
"I'm sorry, Manager Tang, I'm outside now and the signal is not very good - beep-"
"...Hello?"
The call was hung up, but Tang Qian was still looking at the phone with a strange expression, as if she didn't notice anything, and muttered strangely: "What's going on? Why was the call suddenly interrupted? Isn't it all 5G now?"
How come the signal is still poor?"
Gao Mang put down his cell phone, the smile on his face showing a hint of frost.
Haha, this Tang Qian is actually so thick-skinned. The more you act like this, the less I will accept it.
Opposite her, inside the thick bulletproof glass, a weak-looking bank teller looked at her fearfully and cautiously said, "Madam, your card."
Gao Mang came back to his senses, put a smile on his face again, took the bank card, thanked him, then stood up and left.
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Less than half an hour later, Yang Bei, who was drinking tea and practicing calligraphy at home, suddenly received a call from Gao Mang.
"Yang Bei, would you like me to write a resignation letter for you? You must have never written such a thing."
Hearing this, Yang Bei was speechless: "Don't tell me, I really haven't written anything like this."
Gao Mang smiled proudly: "I knew it. You don't have to work anymore. I've already written your resignation letter for you and put it in the mailbox. As soon as you agree, I will click send."
"Go ahead, go ahead." Yang Bei nodded indifferently.
"Oh, that's right." Gao Mang's voice on the phone suddenly paused, as if he wanted to take it away on purpose, and said lightly: "I will also help you with the liquidated damages. You don't have to go to the company these days.
Okay, after I’ve taken care of everything, I’ll come directly to you.”
Liquidated damages...
Hearing this word, Yang Bei was a little silent.
He also noticed the deliberateness in Gao Mang's tone, but after a moment of silence, he still agreed.
"Just as you said, I won't go to the company. Anyway, there's nothing, but Shanshan's side..."
"Don't worry, she won't be implicated. We'll leave quietly."
Yang Bei responded in a low voice.
In fact, he had some thoughts of coaxing his assistant away, but he didn't mean that he would definitely be able to succeed.
Confidence is self-confidence, but you can't harm other people's futures just because of your temporary self-confidence. I simply don't mention it anymore, but just keep it quietly in my heart, thinking that when the situation becomes brighter in the future, I still want to find Chu Shanshan as my assistant.
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The two chatted for a while, and finally Gao Mang had something to do and hung up the phone.
He held the long edge again, slid the brush under his hand, and traced the last character shape with the tip of the pen.
Then he put down his pen and stood up. He nodded with satisfaction as he looked at his work, stretched hard, picked up his wallet, put on his shoes and went out.
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Looking at the zero displayed on the ATM, Yang Bei's expression was a little dull.
A week ago, there was only the original 3.1 million yuan, and with the 36 people from CCTV buying the song, plus the 50,000 half-year bonus, there are now 3.51 million yuan.
In the contract signed with Zhengguang at that time, the liquidated damages were three million, and after deducting that, there was still 510,000 left.
When he thought of this, Yang Bei suddenly felt a little distressed. He had worked for so long in vain.
But there is no reluctance to give up. As the saying goes, a thousand pieces of gold will come back again after they are gone. Li Bai's principle really suits him.
With the things he has in his hands, he can play a modern version of Li Bai in this world.
The kind where you can write hundreds of poems about drinking wine!
...
On the first step, Yang Bei hurriedly applied for a new card and put three million into it. On the other hand, Yang Bei arrived at the building of Zhengguang Entertainment.
It was still the manager's office of the artist management department. Tang Qian was immersed in writing when she heard a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
Yang Bei opened the door and walked in. He touched the bank card in his pocket with his fingers and felt relieved. It was still there and not lost.
Tang Qian raised her head and looked at Yang Bei in surprise: "Yang Bei, why are you here?"
As she spoke, she paused and saw Yang Bei's expression on his face was stupefied and he had one hand in his pocket. He looked a little reserved.
I can't help but smile, this is the effective way to show my goodwill!