At this time, Jiang Ye was carrying a large fruit basket.

We arrived at the well-known tertiary hospital where Uncle Bai was treated for emergency treatment that day.

Going upstairs to the inpatient department, he found the place according to the message from his family -

Uncle Bai was moved to a special needs ward that ordinary people could not afford to stay in.

Jiang Ye suddenly felt enlightened.

When I first saw this old man, I felt that his demeanor was somewhat different from that of the older men at the chess stall.

He is really not an ordinary person.

But who he is, it has nothing to do with him.

He saves people out of conscience and instinct, regardless of whether he is an official or a gangster, he must be strong if he has no desires. His attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and he knocked gently on the ward door.

"Xiaojiang, come in quickly!"

"Hey, I told you not to buy anything. Look at you..."

There were only two old people in the ward.

The person who stood up to greet Jiang Ye in was Uncle Bai's wife, Miao Shuhui.

The messages these days are from her.

"Teacher Miao." Jiang Ye called him respectfully and placed the fruit basket on the coffee table next to the sofa.

He walked to the hospital bed again and said with a smile, "Uncle Bai is recovering well. It seems nothing serious is wrong. That's great."

"It's all thanks to you. Thanks to you that day, I was rescued in time." Miao Shuhui shook hands with Jiang Ye with sincere eyes.

The old lady is nearly seventy years old, about the same age as her husband. She wears a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, her hair is neatly styled, and she looks like a reserved intellectual from the old days.

Uncle Bai rested for a few days, his face was quite rosy, and he still behaved like an old naughty boy: "I got up early that day and didn't pay attention to my old problem, my blood pressure was high.

Special circumstances cannot be counted.

Let’s compete again after I’m discharged from the hospital in a few days. You can’t scare me with your tricks, I know how to break it..."

"Look at this old man, he is stubborn." Miao Shuhui raised her hand and patted her wife, smiling sheepishly at Jiang Ye, "The doctor has repeatedly told me to control emotions, not to get excited and not to be anxious..."

How could Jiang Ye argue with an old man? He smiled generously and said, "Okay, that day doesn't count. You need to take good care of your health first. Playing chess is not something you can do anytime."

"Sit down and chat, Xiao Jiang."

Miao Shuhui went to make tea, but Jiang Ye asked her to stay busy.

The old couple thanked each other.

Jiang Ye put the 20,000 yuan hospitalization deposit he had paid in advance in a red envelope in a gift bag, and said that when Uncle Bai was discharged from the hospital, he would formally invite him to his home for dinner to express his gratitude.

Jiang Ye politely agreed.

After a while, I couldn’t disturb the patient’s rest any more, so I left after saying a few words.

It is said that no coincidence can make a book.

At that moment, he had just come downstairs when the elevator dinged and two more people came up and rushed into the special needs ward.

"Dad, are you okay? You really scared me to death!"

The visitor is Mr. Bai's daughter and son-in-law.

If Lin Sen were here, he would definitely recognize this perfectly matched couple.

Bai Ge, the only daughter of Mr. Bai, is in her early forties. She is the boss of Huaying Media. The company was listed ten years ago and she is a powerful figure in the film and television industry.

She has invested in many top-notch big-budget movies at home and abroad. Movie kings and movie queens are always polite to her when they meet her.

Her husband, Wei Heng, is a screenwriter and specializes in documentary style. He is a late-blooming internationally renowned director.

Five years ago, he directed a Chinese-language film that was recognized at the Cannes International Film Festival.

Not only did it win the Palme d'Or, but it also won six awards including Best Director and Best Screenplay.

This time, the couple went abroad to participate in the competition with their new film. Halfway through, they learned that Mr. Bai was suddenly admitted to the hospital, so they hurried back and just missed Jiang Ye.

At that time, Tianyou Entertainment Beijing President Office.

Prince Cheng Boxun, who has been indigestion for several days due to various rumors and criticism, is asking the company to increase the promotion of [g.nd]'s new ep.

I only heard Ding Shaokun's perfunctory reassurance: "Don't worry, the ranking on the new song chart is only temporary. The national tour will start in October soon. You will be the first stop and hold a special show."

Nowadays, when dealing with this freewheeling Mr. Cheng, Ding Shaokun basically takes the principle of losing less money and is in a semi-giving up state of "just be happy as long as you are happy".

"Forget it about third- and fourth-tier cities. Don't go around wandering around. It's too low. I won't do it." Cheng Boxun thought about it and smiled suddenly, "I heard that [dream5] went to Yuzhou two days ago, and the concert seemed to be well received.

ah."

Ding Shaokun raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, as if waiting for the other party to continue.

Cheng Baixun supported his head on his arms and rubbed his chin back and forth with his fingers: "Jiang Ye has been with the company for so long, is the contract about to expire?

You should keep this kind of cash cow, sign it for ten or eight more years, and set the liquidated damages higher, otherwise it will be poached by others, and the company will suffer a big loss."

Ding Shaokun smiled narrowly.

I thought that the little fox had only been practicing for a few years, but he dared to act like a monster in front of an old man like him.

That little bit of mental calculation, thinking that there are nine twists and turns, is actually from beginning to end, clearly revealed.

Cheng Boxun simply believed that as long as the company's conditions were harsh, Jiang Ye would definitely not agree to renew the contract.

Once Jiang Ye gets out and leaves, everything will be fine for him.

No one in the company competes with him for resources, no one is in his way, and there are no more gossips. He is still the only one in the past, with an unquestionable status as the God-Blessed Prince.

According to Mr. Cheng, if all the 10 million donations were used for his own marketing, [dream5] would no longer be popular.

That's why he acted strangely and hinted to Ding Shaokun about the Jiangye contract.

Little did he know that Ding Shaokun had already made up his mind about the renewal of Jiang Ye's contract.

Making money for the company is a small matter, relying on [dream5] to win Jing Xiangyun is a big deal. If it were someone else, he wouldn't have to worry about how and when to sign the contract.

After dismissing Cheng Boxun with a few words, Ding Shaokun called Lin Sen.

At this moment, Jiang Ye returned to Tianyou from visiting Uncle Bai in the hospital and went straight to the agent director's office.

I didn't expect that the company would come to him so soon to talk about the contract.

Jiang Ye knocked on the door and went in. Lin Sen smiled.

After the two sat down, Lin Sen first affirmed his performance on the commercial stage. He became calm at the scene and averted the danger, which made [dream5]'s praise from all parties rise again.

Then he got to the point: "Since your debut, your achievements are obvious to all.

In the past few days, I have been working hard with my boss to negotiate the most favorable terms for your contract. Take a look and you will definitely be satisfied."

Jiang Ye took an unsealed document bag from Lin Sen, took out the contract and started reading page by page.

It is no longer a new artist contract, his income as an artist and the proportion of his share as a creator have all increased.

However, the term of this contract is actually as long as ten years.

Moreover, the income ratio is divided into three stages as time progresses.

In the first three years, according to the standard for mature debut singers, artist income from songs and records increased from 1% to 3%.

The income from advertising endorsements, commercial performances, variety show announcements and other activities is 40% or 60% with the company; and as a creator, the share of sales of works is also increased by one percentage point than before.

In the next three years, the sharing standard will be raised again.

The artist's share increases by 2%, the creator's share increases by 1%, and the activity income and the company become a 50-50 split.

In the next four years, all income proportions will be raised to the standards of first-tier players in the industry.

Artists share 10%, creators share 4-5%, and activity income and companies are adjusted to 64%.

Although the standard of sharing for first-line creators is not high, it is 4% each for lyrics, music, and production. Added together, it is very exaggerated.

Objectively speaking, for an average artist who has just debuted for half a year, this contract is considered very generous.

But for Jiang Ye, who has no ambitions here, it doesn't make any sense.

Even if it's a king-level contract, he still doesn't like it. When the old contract expires at the end of the year, he will definitely leave the company and start his own business.

Lin Sen blinked expectantly and looked at him as if asking for credit: "How about it? Can you give me any help?"

Jiang Ye felt that there was no need to bargain and should be honest with the agent. The long-term pain was better than the short-term pain, lest he waste time and energy and only increase hope.

Looking at the last page of the contract again, the liquidated damages are 100 million.

So he spoke slowly: "If I say I'm not satisfied and ask the company to directly change me to a king-level contract, you must think I'm crazy."

Lin Sen obviously didn't react.

Jiang Ye thought for a while and said calmly: "To put it simply, even if you really take the King's contract and put it here at this moment, I may not sign it."

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