The eting with Han Shanshan was arranged by Qi Younian. After listening to Qi’s advice, Han imdiately brought his assistant to Ran Studio. It happened to be a weekend, and Yuran did not have many scenes that day, so she could afford to arrive a bit later.
Upon eting, Han Shanshan sized up Yuran, who felt different from the girl in the videos. He had thought she would be very assertive, but that was not the case.
Qi Younian instructed his assistant to make tea, while Yuran got straight to the point, expressing her desire to invest in the variety show.
After thinking for a mont, Han said, "I think Miss Yu must understand that I am not short of money."
Yuran nodded, "Indeed, Director Han isn’t short of money, but aren’t you worried about RSM pulling the rug from under you?"
"You’re well aware of the significance of RSM signing a hedge agreent with you. It’s not impossible for soone to stab you in the back."
She spoke confidently, not like a novice, and ever since he had invited her to join his variety show, Han Shanshan had his assistant check on Yuran’s background.
But he knew well the difference between a person and their profile, though it was very detailed, he still hadn’t made a firm judgent about Yuran.
Defining who she really was.
Now, after a brief conversation, he thought he might know what kind of person she was.
Seeing him staring at her saying nothing, Yuran raised her eyebrows in confusion, "Director Han, do you find sothing inappropriate about my image?"
Snapping back to reality, Han Shanshan hurriedly shook his head, "No, don’t get wrong, I just feel that Miss Yu does not match the information I had."
Waving her hand, Yuran smiled and responded, "Naturally, I am different. I can contribute fifty million."
Qi Younian almost spat out his tea. The studio had recently made large investnts and, with chaotic operations, actually had very little working capital. That money was basically gone.
She must be crazy, talking big like that.
But then, thinking it over, he thought of the great actor Bo Yan and his mind also cooled down.
Speaking of Bo Yan’s fortune, it was perhaps . . .
He didn’t want to think too deeply. Everyone was saying that Bo Yan was a shareholder of Diyang, but without solid evidence, he wasn’t sure. What he could be sure of was that, even if he wasn’t a Diyang shareholder,
just by his inco over the last eight years in the industry, which was extraordinary. Not to ntion, everyone in the circle knew that Bo Yan’s acting fees for movies were high, and he also signed profit-sharing agreents with investors.
He was number one in the industry.
Clearly, Han Shanshan was also shocked by Yuran’s financial boldness, his hand holding the tea trembling slightly, "Miss Yu, where did you get so much money? As far as I know . . ."
Yuran laughed, "Family owns a mine."
Qi Younian: "..."
Han Shanshan: "...Oh, having a mine is nice."
Yuran: "..."
That comnt was hard to respond to, not even counting the money from Bo Yan, the ssy inheritance her parents left seed not so little, although compared to Bo Yan, that money was a drop in the bucket.
But it was enough to invest in sothing.
Addressing the issue squarely, once the awkwardness passed, everyone beca quite open, quickly integrating into the variety show’s current initial funding and later investnt dividends and such.
Yuran ant to invest in the show under the studio’s na, sharing profits with the director, forty-six, with them taking forty and the director sixty.
Due to RSM’s maneuvering, the funds Han Shanshan had raised for this variety show was actually his own investnt, along with a few close friends. The major amount was his, and his friends’ contributions totalled up to just thirty million.
So the money Yuran had, though it might not seem much, had indeed alleviated his financial worries.
The employnt system at RSM was different from Diyang’s, where RSM exploited its artists severely, often leaving them with rely ten to twenty percent of the earnings.
Although Han Shanshan had been famous for many years, he really didn’t have much to his na.
Don’t ask why he wouldn’t leave RSM, because he was tied down by a particularly long contract, an incredibly lengthy fifteen years.
Nor ntion his company’s stock dividends or the variety shows he had previously fundraised and invested in himself; there were also a few years when Han Shanshan was not very lucky and lost a lot of money.
That’s why he was so strapped for cash this ti.
Yuran didn’t overreach; her request was reasonable and fair, so Han Shanshan didn’t imdiately refuse. He thought for a long ti, then asked Yuran, "Do you have any other requirents?"
Yuran nodded, "Indeed..."
Han Shanshan’s expression changed dramatically, and Yuran could not help noticing. She quickly said, "Director Han, don’t misunderstand; I just want to introduce soone to you who also has a good talent for language.
Whether you use him or not is for you to consider. If you think he’s not suitable, then forget it."
Han Shanshan’s brows eased a bit and he nodded, "Alright, I’ll et him first and then get back to you."
Yuran nodded, "Thank you."
...
"Are you really planning to introduce Lu Xiao?" once Han Shanshan had left, Qi Younian asked, puzzled.
Yuran sipped her tea leisurely and nodded, "Yes, Lu Xiao is a promising talent, you can start looking for artists for the company now. Two newcors should suffice, and try to find those with great acting skills but poor resources, unable to utilize their full potential.
Didn’t I give you a few nas before? Hurry up and check if we can sign them."
Qi Younian, "Not really, if I go looking, and their contracts aren’t up, wouldn’t we need to pay a lot in penalties? Do you think that’s a good idea?"
"Are you silly? Can’t you hire a legal advisor for the company?"
Qi Younian, "Even if we hire soone, we’ll still have to pay."
"It’s not about not paying, but about how much to pay. If they ask for the moon, do you also give it? Naturally, you can’t. Therefore, I think we should give what is within a reasonable range for the penalty.
A worthy artist must also be fought for; just give two more years, and I will make things better; you believe in ."
Qi Younian, resignedly ruffling his hair, "I’m not doubting you, alright, I’ll give it a try. Are you going to the set now? I can tag along and drop you off."
"That would be nice."
"You have a car, why don’t you drive?"
Yuran got up and followed him out, "My car, I’d rather not dent your pride, better not dazzle your eyes with it."
Qi Younian really felt like, ever since she had been with Bo Yan, this girl’s knack for taunting others really made soone want to smack her at tis. Did she even realize it?
Speaking of which, he had been wanting to ask sothing for a long ti, "I saw an expensive car dropping Niannian off at ho before, but it was too far to see clearly. Did you arrange that?"
Yuran’s expression turned subtle; fortunately, Qi Younian didn’t turn his head to look at her, otherwise, she would have been caught. She guessed it might be soone she knew, so she asked, "Did you see the license plate?"
Qi Younian, "If I had, would I still need to ask you? Did you arrange it?"
Yuran, "Yeah."
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