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194. Teacher Liao

"The things you said are not adulterated?" Under normal circumstances, Liao Xiangzhai would not ask a child in such a tone that he almost questioned.

But can this matter be considered a general situation now? At least Liao Xiangzhai doesn't think it counts.

Yang Yi was not displeased at all because of the old man's doubts. On the contrary, the boy's face had a mysterious expression of undressing. Except for his age, he was enough to be competent for the job of a charlatan from any aspect: "Of course, what I said can be written in the labor contract."

I was very excited, as if my plan to abduct the old man was finally coming to an end.

"Including the Olympic bid you mentioned?"

"Of course, in three years, as long as you teachers join, it will be enough to create an animation company that represents Chinese symbols. At that time, you will be able to get the strength to get involved."

After hesitating for a while, Liao Xiangzhai finally asked in confusion: "Then you said there is a company to hire us, what kind of company is it? How could you know so many people in society?"

Although Liao Xiangzhai has already outlined a child-prodigy who is smart and mature, even under self-suggestion, the old man regards Yang Yi as a child trained by a wealthy family. However, it is related to his future with so many old friends, so he still has to ask clearly.

"This, there will be someone to take charge of this at that time. I will help you build a bridge." Yang Yihan said ambiguously. This time he didn't want to play with pigs and eat tigers, but Yang Yi's culture is not solid. He doesn't want to start to publicize before something has been implemented.

"Wow, it's still so mysterious, I can't even say it? It's hard for me to believe you, an old man like you." Liao Xiangzhai looked at Yang Yi meaningfully, with a look that penetrated the hearts in his eyes, as if he had guessed something.

Yang Yi waved his hand helplessly and begged for mercy: "The main reason is that he is afraid that after this incident, it will affect the production progress of "Yunhuang", as well as the opinions of leaders such as the American Film Studio. Besides, the first cartoon will not be officially started in two months. The main work will be completed by the end of September. It will be considered a good result to be officially screened before New Year's Day this year. So when it comes to signing a formal contract with you teachers, it will be the second half of the year. Wouldn't you all know it then?"

"The moisture is too big, the moisture is too big." Liao Xiangzhai said deliberately funny: "I won't tell me which company we are hiring. Depending on what you mean, I plan to let me hide it from the American Film Studio. If you sell it as a little thing, you will help you count the money, that's not fun."

"Let Brother Luo tell you, is this OK?"

Liao Xiangzhai showed a victorious smile: "It's true that I still think of you?"

Yang Yi was too lazy to tell the difference. No matter what the old man thought, he just wanted to trick them into it.

Huh? Why do you have to worry about when to sign the contract? Does anyone stipulate that a labor contract can only be a relationship between two parties?

Now the American Film Studio and these masters have signed temporary contracts for re-hiring. Maybe there is not a single official paper document, and everyone is talking about it verbally.

The more Yang Yi thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was. Judging from the situation where these old men worked in the American Film Studio for a lifetime, they might have come to the factory to report after receiving a request for help from Chang Guangxi. In two days, there was no enough for them to waste their efforts on these trivial matters.

"Is this OK? In the evening, we Siyue wanted to invite the teachers who participated in the animation production this time. Grandpa Liao, please help me to build a bridge to gather people, and then let Brother Luo explain it directly to you?"

"Well? Why, didn't you say you would have to wait until the animation of "Yunhuang" is completed before you talk about hiring us?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "You have to put good things in your pocket to be able to be at ease."

Liao Xiangzhai was not angry at all about Yang Yi comparing his own sex to good things, but instead felt a little proud of the old and childish.

A company that sounds ambitious is preparing to take out its films to participate in the selection of art films in the International Film Festival, wanting to establish the first animation museum in China, and also aiming to participate in the Olympic bid, becoming a historical symbol of Chinese animation...

Liao Xiangzhai felt comfortable no matter how he thought, just as the fighting spirit that had already been extinguished in his heart was burning again, and his whole body was full of energy, and he couldn't wait to devote himself to his new career.

Of course, there are also those generous treatments.

If this little guy wasn't talking big.

This thought flashed in the old man's heart. Whether it was the fact that Yang Yi could speak on behalf of Rogo and Siyue, or his own personal experience when they were chatting, this little guy who was different from ordinary children gave people the feeling that he could trust.

It makes no sense, but Liao Xiangzhai firmly believes in his vision.

...

In fact, Yang Yi did not disappoint his expectations...

Rogo was arguing with the American Film Studio all afternoon.

As for signing the contract, although everyone is already a verbal partner, the brothers are still clear about the accounts. Siyue and the American Film Studio, the couple who hooked up with the rape and sexual intercourse on the way, naturally have to make it clear.

Fatty, whose talent has been fully utilized, feels that he is finally no longer a burden.

The general direction of development is under Yang Yi's management. Yang Yi can also come up with ideas for the promotion and operation of the company's cultural products. After writing books, he has to be a bookseller, and he has to make cartoons. Now, even when he interacts with people, Yang Yi can stand ahead and use the mentality of others that he is almost unprepared to him to achieve various goals.

Rogo sometimes feels guilty of holding someone's thighs, or the thighs of a boy. But generally speaking, this feeling of guilt does not last more than 3 seconds.

However, when returning to the old business of business negotiations, Fat always rushed to the front line without hesitation.

When the sun sets, the cooperation intention was finally settled, and the two parties also signed a contract. After the lawyer from Siyue arrived, they signed a formal contract.

No one expected that this time, including Yang Yi, was supposed to be a path-exploring visit, but discovered the profound and unknown background of the American Film Studio.

It is precisely because of these older generation animation people that Siyue, or Yang Yi, has made up his mind to cooperate.

After reaching the contract with the American Film Studio, under the instruction of Yang Yi, Rogo took the initiative to invite these older generations of animation people, and used the guise to celebrate the cooperation between the two parties and to invite these elderly people who have contributed to the cause of Chinese art and animation.

But in fact, it would be a hell for this fat man, Rogo, to have such a high level of awareness.

Including Yang Yi, he did this because his ideals and wealth did not go against each other. Rogo thought in his mind that he was even more vulgar of "I heard that the old men are valuable, so he would rather kill the wrong one than let go."

"Come on behalf of Siyue Culture, and on behalf of our Siyue Culture readers, I would like to greet you guys here." Rogo's fat face is an unparalleled public relations weapon in such an occasion - rich, joyful, and a smile and happy expression.

Even the dullest and unsociable old man was involuntarily infected by his fat face and raised the cup in front of him with a smile.

In the Dongpo Building opposite Huamao Hotel, the largest private room on the street on the second floor was settled by Rogo. The four large round tables were filled with light flavors, but the ingredients were made of quite authentic and exquisite.

Since we want to contact each other to join us, Mr. Fat naturally knows what to do and what not to do. Although Dongpolou's status in the catering industry in Modu City is not as good as Zhiweiju in Yuezhou, it is also a mid-to-high-end in the No. 1 Group. It is naturally very sincere to invite these masters here.

Rogo spoke, and Liao Xiangzhai, the representative of the old man, naturally raised his glass to respond: "Haha, Mr. Luo is so polite. It is also our blessing to find a US Film Studio to cooperate. I heard that some foreign animation companies have already come to you for the copyright of Yunhuang's animation. However, Siyue did not only consider the interests to sell the copyright, but decided to make our own animations. This is worthy of a cup for us animation people!"

It's really a good foundation, Yang Yi sighed secretly below.

It was obvious that the two companies jointly developed animations, and the simplest and clearest thing was that when the old man was talking, he could even praise him for his praise.

He has practiced the job of supporting the role to the point of stepping on the snow without trace.

"Another one, I don't say modestly. Cooperation with us is also the luck of Siyue. Although the American Film Studio seems to be ineffective now, its foundation is still there. We old bones dare to pat our chests to ensure that "Yunhuang" is in our hands, which is better than those companies in the island countries."

"Okay! Well said!" A burst of warm applause, the old people present suddenly felt proud, and the favorability of Siyue, who gave them this opportunity to be proud, also soared.

After the words on both sides were finished, the bottom was officially started to move. Of course, they were all old people, and their eating habits were not as fierce as young people. Moreover, although the generation at the dinner table was engaged in animation, they were definitely considered artists, and were not comparable to those of the younger generation who were determined to make a purchase of their original paintings.

So although the atmosphere was warm, the scene was full of gentleness. While drinking, I did not forget to communicate.
Chapter completed!
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