Entertainment Dad: A father sings the whole school!

Chapter 141 I'm Not Worth 600?

At the beginning, Tang Yu announced his retirement overnight, and was banned by Xuezang of the prosperous dynasty!

As soon as this news came out, it was like a depth bomb, which caused a sensation all over the country.

At that time, after Meng Wanqiu learned about it, she immediately tried all means to find Tang Yu's whereabouts.

But Tang Yu seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news at all.

Time flies, and five years have passed by.

When I saw Tang Yu again.

At the first glance, Meng Wanqiu's heart ached like a drop of blood.

Tang Yu's figure was significantly thinner.

Although the face is vicissitudes, the facial features are more three-dimensional, like a knife and an axe.

The brows are no longer the kind of high-spirited, flying and jumping.

Only the deep eyes were a little more indifferent and peaceful, as if they could understand the world and see through people's hearts.

It is undeniable that the current Tang Yu is full of the charm of a mature man.

But in order to achieve this transformation, how much heartache and suffering have to be endured alone behind the scenes?
A penniless man raised his child alone and struggled to live in the market.

Meng Wanqiu covered her red lips, not daring to think about it anymore, tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

Sensing the change in Meng Wanqiu's expression, Tang Yu was slightly taken aback.

It seems to understand what the other party is thinking.

Tang Yu smiled slightly, and said in the softest voice possible:
"Sister Wanqiu, don't think too much, I've had a pretty good life these past few years..."

"A man should be more mature, otherwise he will always look like a big child, how naive and ridiculous."

"Besides, I'm already a father, and it's only through the vicissitudes that I can be decent."

"You are always like this. No matter how much suffering you have, you bear it by yourself, and you never want to show weakness in front of others."

Meng Wanqiu didn't answer Tang Yu's words, but wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Let's not talk about the past, let's talk about something happy."

Tang Yusheng was afraid that Meng Wanqiu would cry again if he continued talking, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Sister Wanqiu, how did Jiangshan Media find you here?"

"It seems that Mr. Yin and the others really gave me a big surprise!"

Hearing this, Meng Wanqiu folded her hands and recalled:
"Actually, to be honest, I've wanted to come and see you since you came back last month."

"It's just that there are too many things in the company, and I can't get away for a while."

"It just so happens that Vice President Zhang of Jiangshan Media is an old acquaintance of our company. After learning about your past, he immediately called me and asked me if I would like to come back and take over your job as an agent..."

"You agree?"

Tang Yu frowned, but then felt as if he had said something nonsense.

If Meng Wanqiu disagrees, then why is she still sitting here?
"Of course!"

"I thought about it and felt that I had no reason to refuse."

Meng Wanqiu slightly hooked her red lips, and smiled gently.

"No reason for refusal?"

Tang Yu was stunned, his face full of bewilderment.

"why?"

"Sister Wanqiu, I remember that before I retired, your company was already small and large."

"It's not a problem to earn a few million a year."

"But that's all there is to it."

Speaking of this, Meng Wanqiu sighed, and told Tang Yu exactly what she had been up to these years.

It turned out that when Tang Yu was banned, the company that Meng Wanqiu founded on her own was gradually on the right track, and its performance was booming.

It didn't take long for the company's development to reach a bottleneck stage. If it wanted to further expand its business, it had to attract investment and financing and seek partners.

But after the financing was successful, the right to speak for the entire company no longer belonged to Meng Wanqiu alone, but was divided among shareholders.

Even gradually, as the founder, Meng Wanqiu was pushed out of the core management and became an idler with nothing to do.

Although you can still get hundreds or even tens of millions of dividends every year.

But this is completely contrary to Meng Wanqiu's original intention of starting the company.

Tang Yu listened silently, nodding his head from time to time to express his approval for Meng Wanqiu.

He also knows that this is a common problem with most startups.

"If I had known this was the case, I might as well not have raised money at the beginning, and work steadily step by step."

"It's fine now, the whole company is the same with me or without me, so what am I still doing there..."

Meng Wanqiu smiled self-deprecatingly, looked at Tang Yu and said:
"So, as soon as Zhang Jian approached me, I agreed without even thinking about it."

"To be honest, I'm really used to seeing those goofy things in the entertainment industry. That's why I wanted to retire back then."

"But... Tang Yu, when you come, things will be completely different!"

"If I can be by your side and help you return to your former glory, I can't find anything more meaningful than this!"

Looking at the enthusiastic Meng Wanqiu, Tang Yu smiled and said:
"It turns out that it is like this. With your help, I can certainly save a lot of worry."

"However, Sister Wanqiu, isn't your income..."

The second half of the sentence that Tang Yu didn't say was that Meng Wanqiu's income would be greatly reduced.

For any agent, his income is directly linked to the artist under his name.

The money passed through the artist, then through the company's hands, and finally into the hands of the agent, there is actually not much left.

Therefore, successful agents in the entertainment industry often have many stars under their hands.

This is to rely on quantity to make up for the lack of quality.

But Jiangshan Media's intention now is to let Meng Wanqiu be solely responsible for herself.

It's a bit like a housekeeper and personal nanny.

But Tang Yu didn't think that Meng Wanqiu could earn millions more every year just relying on his own commission.

"Tang Yu, are you worried about my sister?"

Meng Wanqiu chuckled, and winked at Tang Yu coquettishly.

"Don't worry, how can an old fritter like me suffer a loss in income?"

"To tell you the truth, the annual salary offered by Jiangshan Media is 600 million a year, and there is an additional share."

The moment the voice fell.

Tang Yu, who was drinking coffee, choked hard.

Cough cough--

"What? 600 million?"

Tang Yu raised his head in disbelief, stared and said:
"Wow, is the salary in the entertainment industry so outrageous now?"

"I originally expected that they would offer you a maximum of two or three million..."

Tang Yu's estimate was actually correct.

But that was under the conditions of five years ago.

Over the years, with the gradual economic growth.

The situation in the entertainment industry is very good, and the level of remuneration is naturally rising.

"Humph!"

"What happened to 600 million?"

Meng Wanqiu was not happy anymore, she pouted her red lips and said, "Does that look mean that I'm not worth 600 million as an economic man?"

Tang Yu hurriedly waved his hands, not daring to speak too much.

"To tell you the truth! If it weren't for you as the artist who put me in charge... 600 million would be too little for me!"

"If I were to take over other artists, I wouldn't even bother to take a second look if I didn't offer a starting price of tens of millions!"

(End of this chapter)