Chapter 556 Salary Is Paid

November 12.

In the Brilliant Entertainment Company, the sound of mobile phones vibrating came one after another.

Many employees picked up their phones at the first opportunity.

Today is the day for salary payment.

"Salary payment?"

"Oh my God, finally salary payment, I can't even afford to eat this month."

"Hehe, do you know how long I've been eating instant noodles? A week! I've been eating instant noodles for a week, I won't say more, it's all tears!"

"Is anyone going to improve the food at noon? I've been tight on money for two weeks, salary payment, go and have some fun."

"Wow, Xiao Wang, how much money did you get? You're still going to have some fun? I remember you completed a project last month, right? There should be a lot of bonus."

"Hey, that project was completed by dozens of our team, and the bonus I got personally was not much, just over 20,000 yuan."

"Fuck, more than 20,000 yuan in bonus? No wonder you're willing to go to a restaurant."

"I'll go, I'll go, as long as Xiao Wang treats, I'll definitely go . "

"Do you know how much bonus the colleagues in the TV drama department received this month?"

"I just heard about it, I don't know if it's true or not. Everyone in the TV drama department received at least 5,000 yuan in bonus this month. Those who received 5,000 yuan in bonus basically did not participate in the filming of "Underground Traffic Station". The Xiao Guo I know, she just helped with the crew of "Underground Traffic Station", and this month she received more than 30,000 yuan in bonus. My God, the people in the TV drama department made a fortune this time!"

"It's normal. Who let the TV drama department shoot such big dramas as "Baolian Lantern" and "Underground Traffic Station" this year? The most popular department this year is the TV drama department. I remember that the year before last and last year, when the program department received bonuses, the company was discussing it just like now. "

TV drama department.

Many people saw their salaries that arrived this month.

One by one, they were surprised.

The noise was much more lively than that of other departments.

After all, the salary received by other departments is basically the same as the salary received in previous months.

The TV drama department has bonuses.

"Xiao Zhao, how much bonus did you get?"

"Hahaha, Brother Hu, it's definitely not as much as yours. You were deeply involved in the filming of "Underground Traffic Station". Your bonus is probably more than three times mine."

"Xiao Zhao, don't talk nonsense. My bonus is not much. By the way, Xiao Zhao, you haven't told me how much bonus you got."

"Brother Hu, is it not okay to say this? Doesn't the company not allow everyone to discuss wages?"

"Hehe, we are discussing bonuses, not wages."

"Okay, Brother Hu, my bonus is 55,000, how about yours?"

"Wow, my bonus is so high? My bonus is not three times as much as you said, only 146,000, less than three times."

"Wow, it's so much."

"Haha, the key is that "Underground Traffic Station" is too popular. The company made money, so we gave us more bonuses."

Such scenes are staged everywhere in the TV series department.

In the month after "Baolian Lantern" was broadcast, colleagues in the TV series department received a lot of bonuses.

The bonus after the broadcast of "Underground Traffic Station" is more than the bonus of "Baolian Lantern".

Some staff members who participated in the filming of "Underground Traffic Station" can even get a six-digit bonus, which is terrifying!

In Tan Yue's office.

Tan Yue sat behind his desk, with his hands on the cool armrests of the chair, leaning against the chair, resting his brain.

I was just writing the script of "The Legend of Zhen Huan". "The Legend of Zhen Huan" has reached the later stage, and all kinds of lines need to be collected. There are too many things to consider. Even a smart person like Tan Yue sometimes can't think about it and needs to take a few minutes to rest.

Tan Yue leaned his neck against the back of the chair, his eyes looked up at the ceiling, his chest heaved, and he recovered his energy.

Buzz buzz buzz.

Suddenly, Tan Yue opened his eyes and heard his phone vibrate three times.

He sat up, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. After feeling more energetic, he picked up the phone on the desk.

A text message was received on the phone, which was sent by the bank.

Tan Yue raised his eyebrows.

Seeing the text message from the bank, Tan Yue quickly remembered that today was the day for salary payment.

Thinking of this month's salary, Tan Yue was immediately shocked.

According to the rules, the bonus and share of "Underground Traffic Station" should be paid this month.

In the second month after the last broadcast of "The Lotus Lantern", the share and bonus of "The Lotus Lantern" alone reached more than 96 million.

And this time "Underground Traffic Station" is undoubtedly more profitable than "The Lotus Lantern".

The first broadcast copyright alone sold 100 million, and compared with other copyrights and advertising income, the first broadcast copyright sold only accounts for a small part of the total profit.

Tan Yue's heart is full of curiosity, looking forward to how much money he can get this time.

In fact, at Tan Yue's current level, money has become a number. The money he earns now is enough for him to live a carefree life. No matter how much money he earns, he can't spend it.

But, who would dislike money and wealth?

Naturally, the more the better, the more the better.

Every time he gets his salary, Tan Yue feels like he is opening a blind box.

For Tan Yue, the so-called base salary can be completely ignored. The real share of his monthly salary is the income from the program.

Tan Yue often feels lucky that he added a clause to Chen Ziyu when he negotiated the contract, asking for one-tenth of the profit of the work.

You know, the one-tenth share that Tan Yue earns now is more than a hundred times his base salary.

Billions of dollars, Tan Yue has really done it now.

If you don't open your phone, you can't see the specific content of the message.

Tan Yue opened his phone, entered the message, and checked the message that the bank had just sent.

"Complete salary payment, transaction amount: 138937483."

Tan Yue couldn't help but take a breath when he saw the message on his phone.

"Fuck."

As elegant and easy-going as Tan Yue is, he couldn't help but swear at this time.

There was suddenly an extra 100 million in the card. Who wouldn't feel a little shocked?

Tan Yue looked at the balance in the card and saw that it was more than 360 million.

"If I show my parents so much money, won't they be scared?" Tan Yue thought to himself.

Tan Zhaohe and Li Yulan have been earning money honestly all their lives, but they have never saved more than 2 million yuan. They used all the money they saved for half their lives to buy a house for Tan Yue in the center of Jishui City. They probably don't even have 100,000 yuan left.

Tan Yue shook his head slightly.

He already has a house now. He is very satisfied with the villa in Ruishan Community given to him by Chen Ziyu and has no plans to change it.

Tan Yue originally thought that he would buy a house of his own when he had enough money.

However, the houses he liked at that time were basically not cheap, and they all cost tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

Later, Tan Yue slowly saved enough money and got a house from Chen Ziyu for free, so he didn't need to buy a house.

Tan Yue opened WeChat, found his parents, and transferred 200,000 yuan to each of them.

The reason for transferring 200,000 yuan was not because Tan Yue was reluctant to give money to his parents, but because WeChat had a rule that the transfer to a single person could not exceed 200,000 yuan per day.

Tan Yue had just sent the transfer when his phone rang. His mother, Li Yulan, called.

Tan Yue knew without thinking that it must be because of the transfer he had just made to his parents.

Tan Yue pressed the answer button and the call was connected. He put the phone to his ear. Before he spoke, he heard his mother's slightly anxious voice coming from the phone, "Xiao Yue, son, what's wrong with you?"

Tan Yue heard the concern and worry in his mother's words, and smiled and comforted her, "Mom, I'm fine, everything is fine."

Li Yulan was relieved to hear Tan Yue's normal voice. His father seemed to be by her side. Tan Yue could still hear his father's questioning and his mother's explanation to his father in a low voice.

Li Yulan's voice came from the phone, "Why did you suddenly transfer money to me and your dad? And you transferred so much."

Li Yulan and Tan Zhaohe knew that their son was making a lot of money now, but they didn't know how much money he could make. They could only estimate that he could make seven figures a year.

But that was just a thought. Whether he could make it or not, they had to ask their son.

However, the old couple didn't want to put pressure on their son. They never asked about his salary. They often called Tan Yue to ask if he had enough money to spend in Beijing. If not, there was still money at home.

In the old couple's opinion, even if their son could make seven figures a year and earn a million a year, the expenses in Beijing were very high.

At the end of the year, it would be good to have 300,000 yuan in hand.

This time, their son suddenly transferred 400,000 yuan to them, which scared the old couple.

Some time ago, Tan Zhaohe and Li Yulan heard a piece of news that a child from a neighbor's relative's family, who was also in his twenties and almost thirty, worked alone in a big city and was under great work pressure every day. Later, he became depressed, and it was severe. He was so depressed that he took three or four bottles of sleeping pills and passed away. Before leaving, he transferred all his savings for many years to his parents.

When they heard the news, Tan Zhaohe and Li Yulan sighed. It was a pity that he died at such a young age like a flower.

That incident was just a sigh, and the old couple forgot about it.

But today, Tan Yue suddenly transferred 400,000 yuan, which was suspected to be his savings in the past few years, which immediately reminded the old couple of the tragic incident they had heard before.

In an instant, Tan Zhaohe and Li Yulan were anxious.

They called Tan Yue directly.

Now they heard Tan Yue say that nothing happened, and they were relieved.

Li Yulan turned on the hands-free mode, and Tan Zhaohe and Li Yulan sat on the bench, listening to their son's voice on the phone.

Tan Yue didn't know what his parents were worried about, and smiled and said, "I got more salary today, so I transferred some money to you and my dad."

Hearing Tan Yue say that he transferred money to them because of salary, a big stone in Tan Zhaohe's heart fell to the ground.

Tan Zhaohe picked up the teacup next to him, took a sip, suppressed his restless heart, took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and said to his son, "Xiao Yue, it's not easy for you to be alone outside. Save the money you earn. You will get married, buy a house, and raise children in the future. There are many places to spend money. Don't spend it carelessly, and don't transfer any money to me and your mother."

Hearing his father's teachings, Tan Yue hurriedly smiled and nodded.

When talking about the end, when he was about to hang up the phone, Tan Zhaohe asked, "Xiao Yue, how much salary did you get this month?"

Tan Zhaohe asked this casually because of some curiosity in his heart.

After asking, Tan Zhaohe habitually picked up the teacup and continued to drink tea.

"Dad, not much, this month I got more than 100 million." Tan Yue answered on the phone.

Tan Zhaohe paused while drinking water, his eyes widened instantly, and then his face turned red, and a mouthful of tea sprayed out directly, spraying Li Yulan all over.

"Cough cough cough." Tan Zhaohe coughed violently.

If it was normal, Li Yulan would definitely be anxious and have to argue with Tan Zhaohe if the old man sprayed her with tea for no reason, and there were also a few pieces of tea leaves mixed in. But now, her mind was occupied by the number her son just said.

On the phone, Tan Yue heard Tan Zhaohe coughing and asked worriedly, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Tan Zhaohe coughed a few more times before slowly recovering. His face was still red. He glanced at his wife who had not yet recovered from the shock and said, "It's okay. I choked just now. By the way, son, how much money did you say you got this month?"

Tan Yue repeated it in detail, "Dad, I got more than 130 million yuan in salary this month."

Tan Zhaohe: "."

Li Yulan: "."

At this moment, the old couple's hearts were beating fast.

A few minutes later, Tan Zhaohe and Li Yulan didn't know how they hung up the phone with their son. Both of them were confused now.

"Old Tan, did our son really make more than 100 million?"

"That should be right, Xiao Yue never cheats."

"He won't rob a bank, will he?"

"Don't you believe your son?"

"I believe Xiao Yue, but that's more than 100 million!"

"Our son is promising now, we should be proud of him!"

It is estimated that for a long time to come, the old couple will not be able to sleep well.

All day long, the state is: excited heart, trembling hands.

In Tan Yue's office.

Putting down the phone, Tan Yue leaned back in the chair happily, and the fatigue of writing "The Legend of Zhen Huan" was instantly swept away.

He already has more than 300 million in his bank card.

He believes that the commercial drama "The Legend of Zhen Huan" must make as much money as "Underground Traffic Station".

By then, the balance in his card may exceed 500 million!

"Tsk tsk tsk, I have become so rich without knowing it." Tan Yue couldn't help but sigh.