As noon approached, the sun in Pingsha was a little warm. In the morning, Zhao Pingye moved out of Liu Yiyun's villa. At this time, he was holding a long-handled black umbrella in one hand and a suitcase in the other, and slowly walking on the road.

It’s not that Zhao Pingye has no place to go, he remembered the company he founded in this world.

The company's name is "Ruoqi Audio and Video Culture Media Co., Ltd.", which probably also expresses the world's determination to succeed, but it's useless.

Following the memory, Zhao Pingye searched for a while before finding it. It was completely different from the impression in his memory, and it was beyond recognition. Even the sign hanging at the door had a few words left.

Looking in through the dusty glass door, the sofa and coffee tables of the guests were scattered with all kinds of paper, and there were messy tea cups and kettles on the front desk. There was a chair that was broken and was thrown directly into the corner.

It's really ruinous.

Zhao Pingye was about to take out the key and open the door, but when he leaned against the glass door, he found that the glass door had actually opened it by itself.

Is this considered driving straight?

Zhao Pingye picked up the paper thrown on the coffee table and looked at it. There were music scores and some sloppy handwriting, roughly lyrics.

Throwing him on the table and taking out his cell phone, he was about to call Lao Tang to ask about the current situation of the company.

Old Tang's name is Tang Hao, a middle-aged man in his forties, with no father, mother, wife or son. He is the recording engineer of this company.

Lao Tang actually has some attainments in music and is considered a talent, but he suffered a major blow in middle age and was in a slump, so he came to this company to work as a recording engineer.

Thanks to Lao Tang, the recording engineer, who can earn tens of thousands of yuan a month by recording songs and editing music through the company's recording studio. Although he can't afford rent, water and electricity, at least he did not allow Liu Junhong, who invested money in every month to support the company's operation, would not waste too much money.

As soon as I was about to dial the phone number, I vaguely heard a sound coming.

Zhao Pingye thought it was a thief, so he put away his cell phone and tiptoed over and saw that Lao Tang was recording a song for people.

When I walked to the door, I saw the sloppy old Tang yawning, while a pure girl with long shawl hair was singing in the recording room.

Zhao Pingye stood at the door and listened for a while. The girl's tone was pretty good, but she didn't have any skills. She probably had hobbies or something.

Zhao Pingye has never heard of the strange tune, maybe it is a song from this world.

After singing the song, the girl practiced the tone with Lao Tang for a while, and then left quickly after answering a call.

"Who is that?"

Lao Tang replied: "College student, come here to record songs."

Looking at a simple bed placed in the control room, Zhao Pingye smiled and said, "Old Tang, is this living here?"

Old Tang wiped his beard and laid his face, "No need to pay the rent, it's useless to stay."

Finally, Old Tang took a bite of bread and looked at the suitcase in Zhao Pingye's hand with interest, "Are you?"

Zhao Pingye replied: "Move out and live there for a while."

Old Tang laughed and said, "I can't move out the big villa. Is this a private visit to the public?"

Zhao Pingye smiled and said nothing.

Old Tang only thought that Zhao Pingye was scolded by his wife and family at home, so he finally couldn't help but move out. After all, this is the norm for interfering in the son-in-law - although Zhao Pingye is not interfering in the family, the situation is not much different.

At this time, I heard a sound outside the door, and a voice came out, "Tang Hao, where is Tang Hao?"

Zhao Pingye turned to look at Lao Tang, who looked clear and said nothing.

Soon, a woman with long hair in a black leather jacket walked in with a beautiful face. She was next to her, a man wearing sunglasses, with her hands in her pockets, whistling, and looking around with interest.

Zhao Pingye recognized her.

Zhao Ya, the first artist signed after the company was opened.

As for the person around him, Zhao Pingye doesn't know him, maybe he is a boyfriend or something.

"Zhao Pingye?"

Zhao Ya was stunned when she saw Zhao Pingye, then sneered: "You liar, you are here!"

The man walked forward and said, "That's right, I am the agent of Xingxing Entertainment Company. You can call me Mr. Feng."

"Hello, Mr. Feng, I don't know if you are here today..."

He smiled and said, "Ms. Zhao signed a three-year contract with you two years ago, but you did not give Ms. Zhao the corresponding resources. You don't value Ms. Zhao, or you don't have the ability. Since that's the case, it's better to let our company vigorously train Ms. Zhao. What do you think?"

Zhao Pingye understood.

After the company opened, we signed two artists, one was Zhao Ya and the other seemed to have the surname Song.

These two people just left school and had never experienced society. When they heard that they had the opportunity to sign a contract, they didn't even look at the terms carefully, so they signed it immediately.

At that time, Zhao Pingye was very confident and signed for three years.

The result was obvious that these two girls were cheated.

I can only stay in this broken company for three years. If I terminate the contract, I have to pay a large penalty for liquidated damages. Where can these two girls afford it? I can only watch the precious time pass by.

"This is an agreement to terminate the contract, you can take a look."

The man surnamed Feng handed a document to Zhao Pingye.

Zhao Pingye took it, glanced at it, thought for a while, and said, "You need to pay a penalty of 300,000 for termination of the agreement..."

Before he finished speaking, the man surnamed Feng said, "You have a good reminder. Logically speaking, although you signed the contract, you did not give Ms. Zhao the corresponding resources, that is, we can completely refuse to pay this penalty. However, I believe that Ms. Zhao's ability in our company is also to arrange Ms. Zhao's debut as soon as possible and avoid the time for a lawsuit. Therefore, after you sign this agreement, we will immediately transfer the money to your account."

Old Tang hid aside with his hands in his chest and watched with a sound.

Zhao Pingye frowned. This entertainment company named Xingxing is not famous. He doesn't even have an impression of it. It must be a small company.

A small company can pay 300,000 yuan in liquidated damages for an artist, but it is impossible to pay the money even though it knows that 300,000 yuan in liquidated damages can be saved.

Moreover, this man named Feng can pay tens of thousands of yuan on his side, and then pay 300,000 yuan on the company to make a living, so why should I rush to give the money to myself?

Seeing Zhao Pingye holding the agreement and frowning without saying a word, Zhao Ya couldn't help but say, "Can you sign it quickly?"

The man surnamed Feng also said, "Don't worry, the agreement says that we will pay the penalty for liquidated damages, you don't need to be so cautious."

Zhao Pingye thought about it again, rolled up the agreement and looked at Zhao Ya and said, "Actually, you don't have to rush to terminate the contract first. I have written some songs recently, and it should have a big response and let you sing."

Zhao Pingye did not tell lies. As the memories gradually merged, he had a deeper understanding of the world.

This world is still different from the world in the previous life. The direction of entertainment between the two worlds is simply a huge difference.

Simply put, there are many famous novels in my own world, music and film and television, in this world.

This is also the reason why Zhao Pingye dared to say this to Zhao Ya.

"Have you started using the tricks from two years ago again?" Zhao Ya sneered, "Don't think I'm a little kid who just left school and will believe your nonsense again! Sign now!"

Zhao Pingye sighed. The girl no longer believed in herself, but so, who would want to trip over a rock twice?

"Sorry, it was my dereliction of duty ahead. If you are willing to believe me, I will ask you to tailor an album."

"I don't think I need it?" The man surnamed Feng interrupted, "I think you can't write any popular songs, right? If you can, will Miss Zhao change the company?"

Zhao Pingye glanced at him quietly, and then said to Zhao Ya: "Do you mind chatting alone?"

Zhao Ya thought about it and nodded.

The two walked into a small room and Zhao Pingye said, "I should have poured you a cup of tea, but I really don't have this condition. If you come tomorrow, there should be some."

Zhao Ya was a little impatient.

"Have you ever inspected this company? Is it a regular company?"

"Don't worry, I won't go into another fire pit. Besides, isn't it enough for someone to use 300,000 yuan to show me sincerity?"

Zhao Pingye said: "You also know that my company actually cheated you. If you want to leave, you will likely be awarded zero liquidated damages after going to court. And the other party obviously knows this, why is he willing to spend 300,000 yuan to buy time for lawsuits? Did he burn his money? Have you ever thought about this?"

"This..." Zhao Ya hesitated a little.

"I can sign this agreement with you, you can do not have your liquidated damages, and you can even return the 300,000 you paid to me privately, just as you have your salary in the past two years. However, I want to get a card first, I can't sign it now, I have to leave three or four days to learn about their company. Two years ago, I was too arrogant and let you jump into a fire pit, but now, at least I have to know if you are in a safe place. Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe that these three or four days will not delay anything for you."

Zhao Ya didn't say anything.

"Okay? Miss Zhao, what's there to talk about with someone like him?"

The man named Feng at the door was impatient.

Zhao Chen pushed open the door and laughed: "Mr. Feng, sorry, I can't sign this word now."

"Why?" said the man named Feng: "Do you want the lion to speak?"

"No, this is the case. I haven't come to the company for a year. Our company's official seal has long been broken. I have to get a new official seal, otherwise it will be useless even if I sign it."

"How long will it take?"

"It will take three or four days."

The man surnamed Feng was very unhappy and muttered a few words and said something bad about the company and then pulled Zhao Ya away.

Old Tang walked over with his chest in his arms, "Kat him?"

“It’s obvious.”

"When did you feel so kind? Don't want 300,000?"
Chapter completed!