"Dr. Zhang, think carefully."

In a small conference room, Zhang Yumei looked at the document in front of her with a pale face.

This is an equity acquisition agreement.

Zhang Yumei clenched her fists, slowly let go after a while, and said, "Mr. Liu, I have been in the company for three years."

"Yes, three years." Liu Yijun said: "In three years, your shares have increased from 80 million to 320 million. You have already earned enough, and I have not treated you badly."

Zhang Yumei said word by word: "What if I don't agree?"

"Of course you can choose to disagree, but you have to consider the consequences, Mr. Zhang." Liu Yiyun replied: "Now that the company is controlled by me, and I am fully capable of making your equity worthless through some means. You are an old man in this industry, and you know that this is not a difficult task."

"Then why don't you do it?"

"I just don't bother to spend my time on such small things. In fact, I don't care how much I earn, nor do I have to ask for these shares. I just hope that at this stage of Tianqi's transformation, no one within the company will cause me trouble."

Zhang Yumei smiled bitterly and didn't say anything.

Now that the "rumor" of those five songs has been resolved, Liu Yiyun's reputation and control in the company have reached its peak. Zhang Yumei has no doubt that no one dares to question Liu Yiyun at this time.

In this case, if Liu Yiyun wants to tamper with his equity, he can almost not notice it at all.

But as she said, she doesn't care about this equity, she cares about hundreds of millions or less, and she has to devote all her time to the company's development.

This woman, she has great ambitions.

Zhang Yumei didn't see through Liu Yiyun for three years in the company. Until now, she finally knew what was the difference between her and Liu Yiyun.

Liu Yiyun's eyes have always been focused on the outside of the company, while she herself is very concerned about these rights and interests within the company.

When a person is indifferent to his private little fights, she naturally shows that calm temperament.

Zhang Yumei didn't hesitate anymore and picked up her pen and signed the contract quickly.

Liu Yijun got up and picked up a contract, "The money will be sent to you within 24 hours."

"You are the company's controlling shareholder. After this operation, how many shares have you mastered? Do you really not give other shareholders some way out?"

"Of course there is a way out, as long as they remember that Tianqi is mine."

Liu Yijun left the conference room.

In the past two days, just when Chen Mingfei was in full swing, when all the artists were training as usual and working, there was fierce turmoil in the top leaders of Tianqi.

This turmoil eliminated dozens of shareholders and directors within Tianqi, and all the shares they held were returned to Liu Yiyun.

Liu Yiyun's shares expanded from 52% to 70% at the beginning, of which Zhang Yumei provided her with 12% of shares.

He handed the agreement in his hand to Bai Lin, "Have those shareholders agreed?"

"After the negotiation, they don't have much shares, and the money we gave is indeed reasonable, they all signed the letters obediently, for fear that we will change our homage after one step late." Bai Lin replied: "Also, the 500 million loan you have not been enough to have a shortage. I have contacted President Yuan of the City Bank again. After he confirmed with you in person, he will send another 100 million to your private account."

"I understand, how about Chen Ruyi?"

"Senior Sister Chen is quite hard at work. She has only slept for four or five hours a day in the past two days."

"This is what she deserves," Liu Yijun said: "Don't look at her laughing all day long, and she patted her chest and threw it out of the can without saying a word. Do you really think she wants to take that kind of inferior commercial advertisement?"

The two walked into the No. 1 recording studio, and Chen Ruyi was recording "Red High Heels".

The two of them stood in the corner and listened quietly to the song, Bai Lin suddenly said: "Mr. Liu, the songs given by Mr. Zhao are really first-class."

Liu Yijun was silent and didn't say anything.

"We Tianqi spent 5 million to buy these five songs from Mr. Zhao. We took a big advantage. Should we draw up a formal contract and compensate for some money?"

This is exactly what Liu Yijun is worried about.

She originally wanted to use the five million to compensate Zhao Pingye to make up for some of her family's debts to her family, so that she would not feel so guilty even if she signed the divorce agreement.

Unexpectedly, after this, I took advantage of him and accepted his love.

If you do business, you should make up for the other party. After all, the five million full copyright buyout of these five songs is like picking up.

But if you do this, you would be too deliberate.

If they don't do this, the two will be divorced again...

"How is the cooperation between Tianqi and Mr. Zhao doing with that company?" Liu Yijun suddenly asked.

"It has been done long ago, and the other party's artists have also entered our company to start training and recording."

“Where is it?”

“Studio 2.”

The two walked into the No. 2 recording studio, and Zhao Ya was singing "The Love of Thousand Years".

"I have to say that Mr. Zhao wrote these songs very well. It seems that Mr. Zhao is still a talented person."

Finally, Bai Lin glanced at Liu Yiyun's face and suddenly said, "It's just that this artist is not singing very well. I wonder why Mr. Zhao sang these songs for her."

Liu Yijun glanced at Bai Lin.

Bai Lin smiled and said, "The following sentence is purely as a junior."

"Say it to Mr. Xie and see when he has time to guide her."

"clear."

Bai Lin suddenly remembered something, "The last time we signed a cooperation agreement with Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao asked you, you were not here."

"I'm going to meet President Yuan?"

"It was then. I took Mr. Zhao around the building with me. After reading it, Mr. Zhao said two words."

"What?"

Bai Lin looked at Liu Yiyun's face carefully and said softly: "Empire."

Liu Yijun narrowed his eyes slightly.

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After Zhao Ya's affairs were arranged, the time she had come to rise was reduced a lot, and she spent almost most of her time in Tianqi.

There are actually quite a lot of things happening on Rising. While waiting for the notification, Zhao Pingye and Lao Tang were helping Song Qingci make songs.

The probability of registering online is 99%. The probability of passing the first round of auditions is not small, but you still need to work hard on the second round of auditions and the two songs that will be on stage for the first time.

If the song you selected is not good and cannot highlight the singing skills and sound of Song Qingci, there is a certain chance that it will be eliminated.

In fact, you can already see the difference between individuals and teams in this kind of thing. Individuals, such programs that are similar to talent shows are entirely up to themselves. For example, Song Qingci, there is already a team behind the scenes to help you identify the audience, mentors’ preferences, and the probability of promotion will naturally be greatly improved.

It’s like the college entrance examination. In school, teachers from various subjects will help you draw key points and mark questions. Tutors will analyze your personal strengths and weaknesses to help you focus on tutoring and strengthen training. Self-study can only rely on endless tactics for questions.

Under the same conditions, it is natural that who scores higher scores will be higher.

Therefore, if there is no suppression of the relevant parts and the crew themselves, it is only a matter of time before such talent shows become a arena of capital.

"Okay, it's getting late, I've been practicing almost all, so I'll prepare to come and have a meal."

Old Tang shouted at Song Qingci in the recording studio.

Just as I opened the takeaway, I suddenly heard a prompt sound coming from the computer.

What kind of garbage pop-up advertisement is it?

Old Tang walked over with the food and saw it was an email.

"Celadon, you're selected."
Chapter completed!