Chapter 618

"Bye bye, sister Yan. You have a good rest. Don't worry. I'm in the studio."

After they left, only Lin Yao and Fangfang, Fang Xiaole and Mo Yan, who were still connected by video, were left in the conference room.

"I don't trust you."

Mo Yan glared at Fangfang.

"Hey, hey, there are Xiong Sangou and sister Yang duo."

Fangfang touched her head.

"Shen Xin, Zheng Qian should also send a new song. Chen Qiao may target aiyao studio recently. Be careful and tell me what you have right away."

Moyan reminded.

"Sister Yan, you are still pregnant with a child. Don't bother too much."

Lin Yao cares about the tunnel.

"OK, oh, my mother-in-law asked me to have a pregnancy test. Bye, come on."

Mo Yan then hung up the video.

"Husband, I'm going to practice new songs, too."

Lin Yao also said to Fang Xiaole on the screen.

"OK, pay attention to your health. Don't practice too late. Eat on time and rest early."

Fang Xiaole followed his instructions there.

"OK, husband, I will be obedient."

Lin Yao agrees and stands up to walk out of the conference room with Fang Fang. Fang Xiaole suddenly asks:

"Wife, what do you mean by what you and sister Xu just said?"

Lin Yaolian hurriedly said, "no, nothing. I'll go. Bye."

Then he ran out of the conference room.

"Sister Yao, why is your face red? In other words, I also want to ask, what did you feel when you touched sister Xu's stomach? "

Fangfang asked curiously.

"Sister Xu's child... Nods in her stomach."

Lin Yao recalled the feeling at that time and was slightly absent-minded.

"No?"

Fangfang widened her round eyes: "is it so magical?"

They were walking in the corridor. Lin Yao looked out of the window at the warm sun in early spring. Her eyes were full of longing.

"Will I have my own children this time next year?"

Fangfang couldn't help looking at Lin Yao: "sister Yao, are you serious? You are so popular now, if you have children... "

With a smile on her face and holding her finger, Lin Yao said, "I married him in May and conceived a child in July. I asked sister Xu that her pregnancy was 40 weeks, almost 9 months,

But many people will give birth in about 38 weeks. At this time next year, maybe I can really hold my child... Breast feed, hee. "

Then he covered his face with a smile, lovely as a child.

Fangfang stared at Lin Yao, "sister Yao, are you serious?"

"Don't tell anyone!"

Lin Yao patted Fangfang and shyly warned her not to say anything.

Then he went into the studio to practice the song.

Fangfang was stunned for a moment, suddenly turned a corner and walked into the publicity department where Xiao Ye was.

At this time, Xiao Yezheng and his colleagues discussed the publicity planning of three new songs in the studio.

"Xiao Ye."

Fangfang shouted at the door. Other colleagues knew her relationship with Xiao Ye, so they smiled and pushed him to hurry over.

Xiao Ye followed Fangfang out of the office of the publicity and development department and asked strangely, "what's the matter?"

Fangfang said, "when will we have a baby?"

Xiao Ye: "

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Shenxin entertainment.

Film and Television planning II.

Minister Zhang Chengliang's office.

"Do you want to terminate the contract?"

Zhang Chengliang looked at the bearded "middle-aged man" and asked:

"You are..."

He knew that this man was a director of his department, but he really couldn't remember his name.

"My name is Luo Hao, Minister Zhang. I want to leave the company, that..."

Luo Hao was a little uneasy and said, "if you terminate the contract, do you think you can reduce it a little?"

Zhang Chengliang frowned and asked, "what contract did you sign?"

Luo Hao quickly replied, "grade C."

Level C contract is the lowest level contract between artists and directors in Shenxin company.

For those who may have some potential, but may not really be able to cash it, but it is a pity to give it to others, Shen Xin usually gives a C-level contract.

When signing the contract, depending on personal potential, the liquidated damages range from 100000 to 500000.

"How much is the penalty?"

Zhang Chengliang is a little impatient. His time is very precious and he has no time to deal with a C-level director.

"One hundred and fifty thousand."

Luo Hao bent down and answered.

"You can't afford such a low penalty?"

Zhang Chengliang frowned deeper.

There are many small artists and directors who have left Shen Xin with self paid liquidated damages, but the liquidated damages are only 150000, but they still come to him to bargain. Luo Hao is the first.

"Luo..."

Zhang Chengliang raised his finger to him.

"Luo Hao."

Luo Hao reminds me.

"Oh, Luo Hao, I think you're almost forty like this? You can't get ahead in a company with such good Shenxin entertainment resources. Even if you terminate the contract, you have no future,

I advise you to continue to mix. At least now the company hasn't driven you away. Isn't it fragrant to take a base salary of thousands of yuan a month? "

Zhang Chengliang looked up and down at Luo Hao and sneered:

"People, the most important thing is to recognize their abilities. Not everyone in the entertainment industry can stand out. If you are like this, you can have a meal."

Luo Hao still bent over, slightly looked up at Zhang Chengliang and asked:

"Minister Zhang, can you reduce the liquidated damages?"

"Well, cast pearls before swine." Zhang Chengliang waved his hand and didn't bother to tell him.

"According to the contract, you can leave if you pay enough liquidated damages. That's it."

Luo Haolian hurriedly said, "minister Zhang, I, I have saved 100000 in hand over the years, and I have to borrow other money from others. Can I borrow 130000?"

Zhang Chengliang ignored him, looked down at the document and pointed to the door with his fingers.

Luo Hao turned to the door in frustration. Before leaving the office, he suddenly turned back and said:

"Minister Zhang, I'm not a middle-aged man. I'm only 29 years old. I still have a lot of time to fight."

Zhang Chengliang ignored him and continued to read the documents.

Luo Hao went out in silence and closed the door.

"Oh."

Zhang Chengliang looked up and hissed:

"Such a fool can't stand out all his life."

Two hours later, Luo Hao came to the finance department with a black plastic bag.

In the surprised eyes of the beautiful financial sister, he took out the 50000 yuan he had just borrowed from his friends from the plastic bag, and then carefully took out a bank card from his pocket, which contained the 100000 yuan he had saved from frugality over the years.

At three pm.

Luo Hao walked out of Shenxin entertainment office building.

The bright sunshine fell on him, but Luo Hao couldn't feel any warmth.

Because he has nothing but his illusory dream.

Out of a period, Luo Hao looked back at the towering luxury office building. A smile worse than crying came out of his vicissitudes of life.

"Bye."

Luo Hao said goodbye to the place where he wasted six years. As he walked forward, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hello, Miss Fang, please send me the address of aiyao studio. Then... Can you lend me ten yuan on wechat? I don't have the money to take the bus. "