My host in fast time travel is a full-level boss

Chapter 13 Starlight Entertainment Circle (Thirteen)

"Hello, Mr. Pei, this is your new contract, please confirm it."

Pei Luo had seen this person before. He was a gold broker from the company next door and had a great reputation in the industry. He couldn't figure out what he could do for him now, so he followed him to a private room in a restaurant.

He looked at the contract pushed over by the other party and made no move.

"why?"

Zhang Lianyun pushed the glasses on his nose, met the blank and wary eyes of the other party, and smiled gently: "The boss of your company has changed, so the contract has also been changed."

But what's the use of changing the contract for a person like him who has such a bad reputation and dare not take off his mask on the street?

"The terms of the contract are much more lenient."

Pei Luo pursed his lips: "Why didn't I receive the notice?"

Even if he was frozen by the company and changed the contract, shouldn't it be the manager of the company next door who told him?

"Because I will take you with you in the future."

Zhang Lianyun stretched out his hand and smiled: "If possible, I hope we can cooperate happily in the future."

Pei Luo didn't move, but remained vigilant: "I want to see the contract first."

Zhang Lianyun put down his hand, understanding his vigilance: "Please."

The cover of the contract is indeed "China Resources Entertainment".

He turned the inside pages.

After a meeting.

"I will not sign this contract."

"Thirty to seventy percent, seven to me, a guaranteed salary of 200 yuan every month, and a liquidated damages of [-] million yuan."

Such a loose contract is more like a star contract than a support contract.

He won't sign it.

Zhang Lianyun was a little surprised: "Yes, this contract is very good for you, why didn't you sign it?"

Pei Luo pulled the corners of his mouth and remained silent.

Zhang Lianyun thought of the pile of black material on Pei Luo's website before, and suddenly understood.

"It's not a nurturing contract, don't worry."

He smiled: "Besides, you also know the new boss."

"Is this the contract given to me by the new president?"

Zhang Lianyun nodded: "Specifically, the CEO, the boss doesn't like to take care of things."

The boss is still obsessed with playing a role in the film and television city and cannot extricate himself.

"Now the company's public relations department has begun to collect evidence, and we will deal with all your black materials."

"When you succeed in whitewashing, I will arrange for you to appear on the variety show "Pastoral Match". You can perform better then, so that you can completely break away from those black materials."

Pastoral Match is a second-tier popular variety show, not a resource that an artist of his level can get, but for a gold medal manager, nothing is impossible.

And grandma's medical bills...

Pei Luo pressed his fingertips on the contract: "Who is the new boss?"

"You'll understand when you see it."

He smiled: "You don't have to worry about the issue of support at all. The top management of the company has been replaced by the boss's people. There will be no one in the top management before."

He said in a serious tone: "China Resources today will not allow insiders to exist."

Zhang Lianyun's reputation in the industry is very good, he never makes deals with the artists under his hands, and his tone is very firm, it can be seen that he is not lying.

Pei Luo picked up the pen and signed his name.

Zhang Lianyun put away the contract.

"Now all the artistes in the company have arranged unified residences. I will give you the keys in a few days. You should take a good rest these days."

The person had already left, but Pei Luo was still sitting there.

He still can't tell the truth, he doesn't know whether what just happened is true or not.

There is not much left in the prepaid balance for grandma’s medical expenses.If he can no longer make money, he may face the risk of grandma being kicked out of the hospital.

Whether that contract will give him a bright future, or another hell, he doesn't know.

Pei Luo picked up his phone, unknowingly clicked on WeChat, saw the person in WeChat with a lollipop as his profile picture, and sent a message tentatively and hesitantly.

Perot: Have you had lunch yet?
Luo Zhi was playing matchmaker, when a barrage popped up suddenly, causing her to accidentally scratch the wrong place, and she lost the game.

Luo Zhi: (ノ｀⊿)ノ What the hell? !
(End of this chapter)