Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

In the early morning of January 4th, it was extremely cold with the northwest wind blowing outside. After Yu Dongqing drove her daughter to school, she went straight to Jingyuan.

Fortunately, there was no traffic jam on the road today. Yu Dongqing arrived at his studio on time at nine o'clock sharp. Luo Yun and Yang Liu were already at work, but Zhang Bao was nowhere to be seen.

"He's not here yet?" Yu Dongqing frowned slightly.

"Teacher Yu, I'll call him." Yang Liu said quickly.

"No, you can go about your business."

After Yang Liu left, Yu Dongqing and Luo Yun talked about Zhao Yawen in the office.

"Yawen has decided to participate in the Guochao Music Festival in Dali. The specific remuneration will have to be discussed with the festival organizing committee in person," Luo Yun said.

"Don't need your help?"

"Yawen said she wanted to try it herself."

Yu Dongqing nodded after hearing this. "It's okay. After all, she has her own independent studio. We are just investors. There is no need to overstep her boundaries."

"Yes. This girl is indeed powerful. She looks delicate and weak, but she is very experienced in doing things."

"Let's not talk about her anymore. Zhang Bao probably needs to worry more about it."

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The door opened and Zhang Bao walked in panting.

"Sorry, Teacher Yu, Sister Luo, there's a traffic jam on the road." Zhang Bao explained quickly.

"It's okay, sit down."

Zhang Bao sat on the sofa obediently.

Yu Dongqing said nothing, but frowned slightly because he smelled alcohol all over Zhang Bao.

Luo Yun also smelled it and asked, "Zhang Bao, did you drink last night?"

"A few friends, let's go to the bar to get together." Zhang Bao chuckled.

Luo Yun didn't ask any more questions and said, "Since you want to sign with our studio, let's make some things clear. Let's talk about the salary first."

"Sister Luo, tell me." Zhang Bao was shocked.

"Because you are a newcomer, you will be given a basic salary of 4,000 yuan a month. Social security and other five social insurances and one fund will be paid by the studio. In the future, the studio will account for 70% of all your income from commercial performances and possible endorsements. You account for 30%."

"I'm only 30%?!"

"This is a common way for newcomers in the industry to be divided." Luo Yun said expressionlessly.

Zhang Bao hesitated: "Okay then."

"Also, the contract period is five years. After five years, you can renew the contract or not. You can decide this issue by yourself."

"I see."

"These are the rules and regulations that singers signed by our studio must abide by. You should read them first before talking." After speaking, Luo Yun took out a piece of information from the drawer and handed it to Zhang Bao.

Zhang Bao looked carefully.

It's quite thick, and there are many kinds of it.

"Teacher Luo, why do you have to worry about entering a bar? Can't I do it after get off work? This is my private space!" Zhang Bao didn't understand.

"Zhang Bao, if you want to be a singer, and you are a very popular singer, you have to restrain your personal behavior." Luo Yun patiently explained:

"You must know that you are a grassroots singer from the Yellow Land, and you give the audience the image of a poor child. If you go clubbing every day, what will the audience think if they find out? Your persona will soon collapse!"

"But. But if you don't let me do this, what's the point of making so much money?" Zhang Bao muttered.

Luo Yun was a little helpless after hearing this, and she glanced at Yu Dongqing.

Yu Dongqing, who had been silent just now, said in a very kind tone: "Well, Zhang Bao, you can think about it again. You are an adult and have your own ideas. You must also be responsible for your actions. We will not make things difficult for you."

After saying that, Yu Dongqing stood up and walked out.

The matter was left alone. Two days later, Yu Dongqing was drinking tea leisurely at home alone at noon. The phone rang. Seeing that it was Feng Pei, he picked it up.

"Holly, that guy doesn't want to sign a contract with your studio? Do you think you are too strict?! Damn it! If I had known about it, I wouldn't have helped him, and let him stay in the brick factory to move bricks for the rest of his life!"

Hearing that Feng Pei, who usually spoke slowly and slowly, was swearing today, he was probably very angry. He comforted him: "Don't be angry. It's not surprising for young people to have young ideas. Who doesn't want to enjoy in the colorful world?"

"Enjoy the hammer! He thinks it's great if he wins the championship? I checked the information. From the beginning to the present, "Starlight Sing" has produced a total of 15 champions. Most of them have lost their glory, and some have fallen into despair. Some people get divorced, and some people are in debt worth tens of millions selling vegetables to make a living. Does he think he will definitely become famous?"

This is also a fact.

In the original time and space, "Avenue of Stars" films like Li Yugang, Phoenix Legend, etc. were always very popular, and the rest were ignored by everyone.

"Dongqing, I scolded Zhang Bao hard on the phone and said that I should either sign a contract with your studio or go back to Qinbei! Otherwise, I will come to Yanjing to find him and take him back! "Feng Peiyu was still angry.

"Ha, look what you said, as the saying goes, a melon that is strong is not sweet." Yu Dongqing said again.

"Actually, I know that too." Feng Pei on the other end of the phone let out a long sigh: "I'm just his teacher, not his father. What can I do to him? Even his lame father, what can I do to him?"

"But I really don't want to see him be so self-indulgent. His acting career has just begun. So, Holly, I beg you, help me, no, help his father to control him, ah?"

Yu Dongqing was a little embarrassed, but Feng Pei said sincerely and agreed.

"Okay, I'll talk to him again when I have time."

"Okay, thank you, thank you."

Before Yu Dongqing had time to contact Zhang Bao, that afternoon, he suddenly received a call from Luo Yun: "Dongqing, I sent you a news on WeChat. Please take a look."

"What news?"

"Zhang Bao went to a bar and was captured online by a reporter!

Yu Dongqing hung up the phone and opened WeChat. There was a link in it. After opening it, the title was very eye-catching: "The Starlight Singing Championship stayed up all night in the bar. Is this the so-called simple mountain boy?!"

The article also included a picture, showing Zhang Bao and a group of people partying in a bar, with a beautiful woman cuddling next to him.

Ah?

Are you being targeted by reporters so quickly?

Yu Dongqing typed: "Have you contacted Zhang Bao?"

"No, it's none of the studio's business if it's turned off and the contract hasn't been signed yet."

But Feng Pei explained it.

But Yu Dongqing didn't say much.

Yanjing International Trade Hotel.

Zhang Bao lay blankly in a luxurious room.

After winning the 300,000 bonus for the annual championship of "Starlight Singing", he moved out of Liu Yimin's tavern and moved directly into this five-star hotel.

Even if I send 50,000 yuan to my family, the remaining 250,000 yuan will be enough.

Buy designer clothes and go to a bar to drink.

It’s cool to have money.

As for what the teacher said, he agreed but forgot about it.

What's the hurry?

Let’s live comfortably for a while first!

The worst case scenario is to find another company to sign a contract, and an agent from the company has already contacted him.

But I never expected that the news about my clubbing last night would be posted online by a reporter.