An Younan dragged a chair and moved it to sit next to Wang Zixu. Her knees almost touched his knees. She opened the contract and spread it on her lap:

"Considering that you may have overheard my plan at Ning Chunyan, I'll keep it short. The contract format I'll give you is based on that of Category A internet celebrities..."

When he heard the words "Class A internet celebrity", Wang Zixu's face twitched. An Younan caught the change in his expression and continued:

"...Refer to the standard contract of Class A Internet celebrities. Except for the live broadcast, it is not involved in other aspects. Then in terms of specific numbers, I decided to change it for you -"

She picked up a pen and crossed out "5 million" in the "Signing Bonus" line on the contract and changed it to "6.5 million". Then, she changed the "200,000" in the "Appearance Fee" column to "

260,000”.

After finishing the correction, she capped the pen, raised her face, and stared into Wang Zixu's eyes: "I'll give you this number."

Sartre started making noises from behind again: "Promise her! Promise her! Promise her!"

Wang Zixu ignored Sartre and said to An Younan: "I have a question."

"Excuse me."

“Why take the initiative to add money?”

An Younan curled up a smile: "You have a better image than I thought. This is good for our brand image, so I'll give you more money."

"What do you imagine me to be like?"

"Like Ma Baoguo."

"So, you think my image is 30% better than Ma Baoguo?"

"right."

"I don't mean any disrespect to Teacher Ma," Wang Zixu said. "Although I'm not a particularly handsome guy, 30% is a bit low, right?"

"Really? Is that what you think?"

"I think it should be at least 35%."

An Younan finally couldn't hold back any longer, covered her mouth and burst into laughter.

"In that case, let me mention it to you again."

She opened the pen holder, giggled and changed the "260,000" on the contract to "265,000."

After making the changes, she raised her face and looked into Wang Zixu's eyes, and asked provocatively: "Is this reasonable?"

Of course An Younan was joking. After she came to her senses just now, she couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes. She was actually quite satisfied with Wang Zixu's image.

It's like when netizens meet and find that not only are the photos of the other person not P-worthy, but the person is a little prettier than the photo. This is how she feels now.

Wang Zixu said: "It's a little more reasonable. Although I think it's vulgar to use money to measure appearance. But it's indeed a little more reasonable."

An Younan smiled again and narrowed her eyes. She said to him: "I didn't expect that we could still have a good conversation. Since the timing is so good, how about we sign a contract of intent tonight?"

Sartre approached Wang Zixu from behind and whispered in his ear: "Is it okay to negotiate like this? I think he is quite sincere, so I agree. Isn't there an old saying in China? It's called 'Sell for a price.'

, now the price is in place, what are you waiting for?”

Seeing that the prince was indifferent, Sartre became anxious: "Zuo Ziliang has already planned to sell his shares, why are you still hesitating? People don't miss you, so why are you still talking about loyalty? Hurry up and change jobs! You are too late to jump, but your worth is too high.

It’s going to be devalued!”

Seeing that he was still hesitating, An Younan added: "Teacher Little Prince, the popularity will not last forever. Even the few celebrities who have become popular need to continue to buy hot searches and appear on programs, so that they can maintain themselves among people.

in memory.

"So far, you have only left a code name and a bunch of words to the audience. These are actually easy to forget. Hurry up, it is best to sign the contract of intention tonight, maybe I will sign it tomorrow

Change your mind."

Finally, Wang Zixu spoke: "I can cooperate with you. But I have a condition."

An Younan smiled: "Please speak."

"I don't sign a contract with you as a little prince." Wang Zixu said, "I don't sign a contract with you as an Internet celebrity."

An Younan's expression changed, he frowned, and closed the contract in his hand: "I can't understand this condition. What we want is the identity of the little prince. If you don't cooperate as the little prince, then why is there any need for cooperation?

?”

Wang Zixu said: "If I want to explain it, I will cooperate with Qingyan in the same way as I cooperate with Wen Ai. What I did with Wen Ai, I will do with you."

An Younan sighed: "Teacher Little Prince, do you understand what I just said? The popularity needs to be maintained! The advantage of our Xunyi platform is that it is large enough and has enough channels, and it does not need to be limited to text.

"When you come to us, you will have countless opportunities to appear on variety shows and popular searches. We also have professionals to help with marketing and promotion. We can turn you into a star and make your popularity even higher. I don't understand why.

You don’t want to.”

Wang Zixu stared at her for a while and said, "Calm down first."

"I'm calm."

"It's normal to have different opinions. The difference between you and me is that I think heat is cheap, but words themselves are precious."

An Younan retorted: "Words are cheap."

"It seems I can't convince you."

An Younan grasped the page of the contract with both hands: "I don't know if you have studied communication. Words are just symbols. The people are not so literary and artistic, and the only ones who can never forget words are those energetic college students.

"When times pass and the waves wash away, only one face can be remembered. Can you remember the faces of Tony Leung and Chow Yun-fat? Can you remember their lines? From the perspective of communication, words are cheap!"

Wang Zixu said: "Chow Yun-fat acted in "Let the Bullets Fly", so I can remember all the lines in the movie."

"That's because you have a good memory."

Wang Zixu said: "I will ask you a question. If you can answer it, I will follow you."

"You asked."

"After Qingyan was acquired by Xunyi and has such a big platform, why can't it be compared to Wen Ai?"

An Younan was speechless for a moment.

After a while, she spoke and said: "That's because you haven't come yet. We Qingyan lack a core competitive advantage and a publicity point."

"No. What you are talking about is lack of high-quality content." Wang Zixu leaned over and said to her, "Wen Yan doesn't have any bullshit publicity points. The reputation of the little prince was spread with the help of others. I have always been just a writer.

.”

An Younan finally wavered and asked, "What did you do in Wenwen?"

"Write scripts. Two pieces a day."

"That's it?"

"That's it." Wang Zixu said, "If there is anything else, it is that I have trained a few people to help me write scripts."

"I don't believe it." An Younan said.

"If you don't believe it, then there's nothing I can do."

An Younan's eyebrows twitched twice. What Wang Zixu said was a standard scumbag sentence. Although the content was irrelevant, she still felt very angry.

"You are so popular, and you have published a very long article "Get" on your own body, and you also write the script yourself? And you write every day?? How is that possible!"

"It sounds unbelievable, but it is the truth and there is nothing I can do about it."

Wang Zixu's expression was a bit gloating, but it didn't look fake, which made An Younan completely confused.

After thinking in silence for a long time, she finally bit her lip and said, "Okay, let's try it."

She stood up, went to the bookshelf, rummaged through a large pile of documents, and finally pulled out a stack of paper and placed it in front of Wang Zixu.

"This is the standard contract we provide to content creators, the one that charges based on the number of words. I'll cross out all copyrights, and we only charge by the piece. Two scripts a day, right? I'll give you one..."

She put the pen holder against her lips, thought for a while, and was a little unsure of the specific figure, so she asked, "How much do you get from Wen Ming?"

"I am a shareholder of Wen Ai."

This is more reasonable. An Younan is not surprised. She scratched her head and finally said: "Okay, then I will give you 10,000 per article, no less than 50 articles per month, no cap, of course, the quality

I need to pass the test, okay?"

"puff--"

Satyr, who was sitting behind Wang Zixu, squirted out.

One article is 10,000 yuan. If you calculate it as two articles per day, it is 600,000 yuan a month. This is already more than Wang Zixu’s salary plus share sharing combined, and there is no need to take risks.

This An Younan really doesn’t regard money as money!

An Younan added: "I will sign with you for one month first. If the effect is good, I can renew it later. If there is no effect, then our cooperation will be over. What do you think?"

For Xunyi, this contract actually costs nothing. Compared with variety shows, hot searches, and marketing, the 10,000 yuan fee for a single article is not worth mentioning, which means that it costs nothing.

Poaching the core role of a competitor at no cost is a pure profit for her. The only problem is that the other party is a shareholder, and there is a risk of not working hard. But she feels that the risk is controllable.

Wang Zi nodded: "Okay."

Sartre finally breathed a sigh of relief.

An Younan made a few changes to the contract and said, "Okay, before we all regret it, let's sign a contract of intent first to solidify the opinions of both parties."

Wang Zixu said: "Let me take a look at the contract."
To be continued...