Chapter 25 S-Class Contract
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"No problem." Jiang Siming said frankly without being hypocritical.
He already had the idea of live broadcast, and since others extended an olive branch, he certainly wouldn't mind.
"Okay, then, I'll give them your phone number. How about you talk on the phone later, brother Ming? Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on them for you."
The little girl looked like her own man, and the Douyu executives who were watching the live broadcast were all black.
Please, you belong to our platform, shouldn't you stand in our interests?
After Jiang Siming agreed, he soon received a call from the other party.
The two sides agreed to interview in Shanghai at noon tomorrow.
In order to talk about things tomorrow, Jiang Siming could only accompany the two women to fight twice before going offline to rest.
The two girls also understood very well and went offline together.
Jiang Siming turned off the computer. It was already one o'clock in the evening. He wanted to go back to sleep for a while, but he hadn't made up enough sleep in the morning.
After taking a shower in the bathroom, Jiang Siming walked out wearing only a pair of underwear, and was about to go back to the bedroom to sleep.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xinyi, who got up in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the bathroom, opened the door and walked out. Seeing Jiang Siming's first glance, she screamed and ran back to her room with her face covered.
"Forehead..."
Jiang Siming was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect Wang Xinyi to be awake so late, so he only wore the underwear and was seen.
"Sorry, Xinyi, next time I must pay attention to putting on my clothes."
Jiang Siming apologized in Wang Xinyi's room and went back to sleep.
Wang Xinyi, who ran back to her bedroom, had no desire to urinate, and her face was flushed as she lay on the bed.
Her head was full of Jiang Siming's half-hearted body, which lingered in her head, and she couldn't sleep.
On the contrary, Jiang Siming was heartless and sleepy while lying on the g.
Slept through the next morning.
"Morning, Xinyi."
On the way to the bathroom to wash up, Wang Xinyi also woke up, her eyes wide open.
Jiang Siming greeted her.
Wang Xinyi's small head hurriedly hung down, her voice was small, and she didn't dare to say more.
"Ugh... gulugulu... The bags under the eyes came out, did you not sleep last night?" Jiang Siming asked warmly while brushing his big white teeth.
"No...no..." Wang Xinyi was even more embarrassed.
Jiang Siming didn't think much about it. After washing up, he simply packed up and went out.
He made an agreement with Douyu at a certain Japanese food store in Xujiahui, and when Jiang Siming arrived there, the other party happened to be in place.
The other party was only one person, a young woman dressed as a mature OL.
Although not particularly beautiful, she has a beautiful face and delicate skin, wavy hair, and a plump figure. A pair of big murder weapons are towering as if they are going to break through her small suit.
The whole body exudes a fragrance like a delicate rose and the charm of an adult. This kind of woman, even if her face is slightly inferior, is definitely a stunner.
"Hello, I'm the general manager of the Douyu game section and the general manager of the Douyu Group branch, Zhao Xuan."
"Hello, I'm Jiang Siming."
The two simply shook hands and walked into the Japanese food store together to the box that had been reserved.
After being seated, Zhao Xuan also carefully inquired about the taboos of Xia Jiang Siming, and ordered a few special Japanese dishes.
After the server left, the two entered the topic.
"I remember that the person in charge of Douyu isn't Brother Sun?" Jiang Siming was a little strange.
Zhao Xuan smiled and said, "Sun Youcai is only the deputy manager, and he is the person in charge on the surface."
"So that's the case, then I'm really honored, Mr. Zhao came to talk to me in person." Jiang Siming politely said.
In fact, there is no need for a high-level figure like Zhao Xuan to be responsible for negotiating a contract with the anchor.
It's just that Sun Youcai did not hesitate to sign Jiang Siming with an S-level contract this time.
When reporting, Zhao Xuan was a little curious about this, and recently Douyu is going public.
Zhao Xuan, who needed to review Douyu's internal staff to exclude dissidents, was uneasy, so she personally took over the business negotiating with Jiang Siming, wanting to see for herself whether Jiang Siming really had this value.
But when she saw Jiang Siming at the door of the Japanese food store just now, she was very surprised.
Before coming, she had done a lot of homework and knew Jiang Siming's strengths.
Seiyu monsters, super technology, stalkers and so on.
It stands to reason that people with such a good voice must not look very real in reality.
God has opened a door for you and will surely close a window for you.
But Zhao Xuan didn't expect that Jiang Siming's appearance was 'stunning' to her, and this kind of boy could be 'overbearing' in the entertainment industry.
Even if someone like her, who has always been true to men, has a little throbbing in her heart, if Jiang Siming shows his face on the live broadcast, it is estimated that he will attract a huge group of female fans.
Just to this point, Zhao Xuan felt that the S-level contract was not so excessive.
"You're too humble, and besides, I'm not that ignorant of the world. I have the opportunity to sign such a potential new anchor for the company. I should thank you."
Zhao Xuan smiled slightly, and spoke carefully and carefully.
"I won't say more polite words, let's get straight to the point, I believe that someone has also instilled a lot of contract insider in you, I won't bargain and take advantage of it, let's be honest.
Point, S-level contract, ten-year contract, not bad for you, right? "
With that said, Zhao Xuan took out a contract from her briefcase.
In fact, she kept three different contracts in her briefcase, each with three levels of ABS.
They were all prepared for Jiang Siming.
Zhao Xuan originally planned that if the other party did not satisfy her, she would try to use the B-level contract to get it, and at most use the A-level contract.
But now she has changed her mind, so bargaining like this will easily make the other party unhappy, and it will be bad if other platforms take advantage of it, so she simply takes out the S-level contract.
Jiang Siming took the contract and watched slowly, Zhao Xuan didn't bother, he drank water quietly, and looked at Jiang Siming from time to time.
No matter how she looked at it, she felt that Jiang Siming's appearance would not make him a star.
Especially when he looked at the contract with his eyebrows fixed, his serious and focused appearance really touched her.
"Impossible, men don't have a good thing."
A basin of cold water was poured into Zhao Xuan's heart, and the strangeness just now disappeared.
After checking the contract, Jiang Siming raised his head and said to Zhao Xuan, "The contract is fine, the treatment is very generous, and I have no reason to refuse."
With an annual salary of 10 million yuan a year, Jiang Siming accounted for 60% of the gifts, and the monthly live broadcast time was 300 hours, and there were no conditions for receiving gifts every month.
For a newcomer like Jiang Siming who has never done live broadcasts, this is simply a fairy-like treatment. The ugly duckling turns into a white swan in seconds.
This contract is completely S-class, the only difference is the contract period.
Hearing Jiang Siming say this, Zhao Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and said with a triumphant smile: "Then let's sign the contract."
But Jiang Siming shook his head with a smile and said, "But I still refuse."
Zhao Xuan was stunned for a moment, frowned, and her little affection for Jiang Siming vanished. She thought that Jiang Siming still wanted a lion to open up and raise the price greedily.
"Mr. Jiang, you should know that this contract is top-notch in the entire live broadcast industry. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
Jiang Siming smiled elegantly and replied, "Mr. Zhao, you have misunderstood. I'm not asking to increase the price."
"Then what do you mean?"
Jiang Siming pushed the contract back, and tapped the end of the contract with his long fingers.
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