Chapter 83: prepare to default

Chapter 83 Prepare to breach the contract

"This unknown snake-faced aunt."

He stood up and stood in front of Song Qingyou.

"May I ask which hospital you went to for plastic surgery, did you accidentally cut off your brain? I suggest you go to the doctor to claim compensation. If you offend someone because of a missing part of your brain, you can still use the compensation from the hospital. Spend the rest of your life!"

Qiu Yu took a few deep breaths before calming down his anger.

"Even if I'm unknown, I'm better than a rookie like you who doesn't even have a work!"

Xu Mingrui mocked: "But I'm young! Aunt, you look almost fifty, don't you?"

Qiu Yu has just turned 30 this year, her age is always a taboo for her, but now she is said to be approaching 50! If it wasn't for the company here, she would have to beat the **** in front of her to death!

"What's the use of being young?" She gritted her teeth and sneered, "You don't read the script you wrote, even if you shoot for hundreds of years, you can't make anything good!"

"Also, let's see how much investment you have just gotten? You don't even have to do special effects with this investment, you don't even have enough actors? Kid, do you think that filming a TV series is just a play?"

Xu Mingrui: "You are not happy to say that you are an aunt. How can you understand the aesthetics of young people when you are old?"

"you-"

Qiu Yu almost fainted from anger.

Tilting her head, she actually saw Song Qingyou flipping through the script while watching a good show. Are you treating her like a circus monkey? !

Song Qingyou noticed Qiu Yu's gaze, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows and smiling.

She actually didn't expect Xu Mingrui to speak so viciously. After all, he looked quite honest when he paid the fare, but it turned out to be a little hedgehog.

Qiu Yu saw that Song Qingyou smiled, and felt that the other party was mocking her.

The agent behind pushed her arm in time to remind her not to be impulsive.

Qiu Yu sneered angrily: "Oh! Young man! A child director, plus a wooden vase, looks like a crouching dragon and a phoenix. I want to see what good things you can make!"

After finishing speaking, I will walk away.

Song Qingyou turned on the phone to record, "If Dao Xu and I shoot a good work, what will Ms. Qiu do?"

Qiu Yu stopped, "Just you?"

The words of disdain are almost engraved on his face.

Song Qingyou was unmoved, "Miss Qiu, has a new drama started to be filmed recently?"

"Of course!" Qiu Yu sneered, "My job is an actor, of course I have to film every day, unlike some people who only become popular when they participate in variety shows..."

"Miss Qiu is right." Song Qingyou nodded seriously.

"I see that you seem to have a deep hatred for actors who can't make good films."

"That's good. If the ratings or broadcast volume of the new drama produced by Director Xu and I do not exceed Ms. Qiu's new drama, then I will directly withdraw from the circle. If it is the opposite, Ms. Qiu will withdraw from the circle. How about it?"

Qiu Yu's agent frowned and refused: "The company has a contract. If Xiao Yu withdraws from the circle, won't she have to pay liquidated damages? This won't work."

"I'm also under a contract." Song Qingyou hooked the corners of her lips, "Miss Qiu is not afraid, is she?"

Qiu Yu asked rhetorically: "Are you sure you will cooperate with him in a new drama, promise not to cooperate with other directors?"

Song Qingyou: "I will do what I say."

"That's good!" Qiu Yu ignored the agent's obstruction, "I'll take this bet, and then you must do what you say!"

"Brother Li, let's go!"

The manager hurried to follow, and Song Qingyou and the others could still hear him blaming Qiu Yu for being disobedient.

Chen Lan, who was stunned for a long time beside him, finally regained his senses at this moment.

She stared at Song Qingyou: "Don't you want to be an artist anymore? Are you ready for liquidated damages?"

Song Qingyou shook her head.

Chen Lan was speechless: "Why would you bet with someone without you? Isn't this putting yourself in a pit of death?"

"Let me ask you, do you know what Sister Yu's new play is?!"

"I don't know." Song Qingyou even forgot about Qiu Yu, let alone the drama she was going to film.

"It's a tribute drama during the National Day! The male and female protagonists in it are all popular actors! The production team even won several awards last year!"

"Go and find a way to prepare liquidated damages!"

Not to mention her, even Jiang Zhihan felt that Song Qingyou was too impulsive.

But as for the liquidated damages, he can help.

Xu Mingrui who was on the side also felt that something was wrong.

"Miss Song—"

"Sister." Song Qingyou raised her hand.

Xu Mingrui's face is too delicate, it always makes people feel weird to say "Miss".

"Sister." Xu Mingrui looked very honest when facing Song Qingyou.

"I'm still very confident in my directing skills, but the problem is that we are a fairy tale drama...the investment is only... 10 million."

Xianxia’s drama costume Huadao uses a little bit of snacks, and special effects use a little bit of snacks, which are more than ten million.

What's more, many Xianxia dramas now hire a sky-high star, and the investment is at least several hundred million...

"And this script... My friends say that I don't have the talent to write scripts, but it took me a long time to write it, I just really want to shoot it..."

"Ten million is not a big problem, I can work part-time later."

Song Qingyou felt that she might be able to write a few papers with her level of special effects in film and television.

"You still do post-production?" Chen Lan was surprised, "Why didn't you say it before?"

"But it doesn't help much to say it."

Chen Lan felt that Song Qingyou should be at a half-baked level, so she didn't think too much about it, and asked Xu Mingrui instead:

"You said the director is fine, but who are the producers and producers?"

"it's all me."

"..."

Chen Lan looked at Song Qingyou, the meaning of his eyes could be interpreted as:

Look, I said that this crew is very problematic!

After a long time of messing around, it turned out that a rich second generation spent money to fulfill his dream of being a director.

Then isn't this the end?

Song Qingyou did not respond to Chen Lan, and suggested that a few of them go to a nearby coffee shop to chat.

As soon as she sat down, Song Qingyou clicked on the script on the table: "The biggest problem is actually the script."

"I just turned a few pages, and what you wrote is really not good."

Xu Mingrui froze in an instant, and said honestly:

"So you refused? But yes, if you don't cooperate with me, the bet will not stand."

"Who said I refused?" Song Qingyou smiled, "I will do what I say, and I will cooperate with you. What I meant just now is, do you accept changing the script?"

"Besides, I can also work part-time in post-production, on the condition that I get 20% of the show's dividend."

Wanting to get such a high dividend without investing a penny is equivalent to an empty-handed white wolf, but it is not certain whether Xu Mingrui's drama can make money.

Xu Mingrui lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, then asked, "Will you change the script? Or someone else?"

"No matter who it is, you can read the revised script at that time. If you are not satisfied, we can discuss it again."

Now the two are grasshoppers on the same rope.

Song Qingyou will definitely not cheat him.

After thinking clearly, Xu Mingrui stood up and solemnly extended his hand, "Happy cooperation!"

Song Qingyou shook her hand back.

When she went back, she couldn't help stroking the cat's head, and said in a relaxed and cheerful tone, "Zhizhi, I'll make money soon!"

Jiang Zhihan felt complicated when he saw the smile on the other party’s face

—How should he tell Song Qingyou that Xu Mingrui has been a three-minute-hot little **** who can't do anything since he was a child...

As far as the ten million investment is concerned, it is estimated that the family threw it to him for nothing.

(end of this chapter)

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