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Chapter 231 I Still Like Your Unruly Look
The next day.

Early in the morning when the winter sun was shining, Han Qiao sat at the dining table with a delicate expression.

In a white porcelain bowl.

The sticky black porridge was covered with oil flakes, sprinkled with black sesame seeds, and the plump black beans were stewed, lying limply in the bowl.

"It's so hot." Qin Lan rushed out with a casserole in his hand.

Han Qiao caught it, hugged Qin Lan, and rubbed against him: "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"I want to get up and make you breakfast."

Qin Lan wore a high ponytail, her face was radiant, and with a smile on her lips, she slapped Han Qiao's thief away with a tickle.

Last night, Han Qiao babbled and reasoned, and at least he was persuaded.

Han Qiao bit his ear: "Breakfast is breakfast, pork liver, black rice porridge, black beans, and black sesame seeds. It's too much."

Qin Lan's pretty face was rosy, she reached out to open the casserole, and pouted her lips: "Xiaoqiao, these are all my mother's wishes, and the old hen, she said that you always stay up late when filming..."

"You need to make up more, don't worry, I have asked my mother about it. It's not bad..."

In the hot air.

Han Qiao's face darkened.

In the casserole, the old hen is stewed, wolfberry, red dates, codonopsis, ginseng...

unacceptable.

Breathing hot air into the latter's pink ears: "Don't you know if my kidney is good or not?"

"Bah, those confidantes of yours." Qin Lan was itchy, smiled, and groaned: "I don't think it's enough, I need to make up for it."

Han Qiao frowned.

Not enough.

This is output is not enough.

………………

At noon, Yuyuantan downstairs.

Brother Zhang, the private driver, will pick you up downstairs.

Seeing Han Qiao's loose legs and feet, Ma Jia couldn't help but smile.

Old Han Qiao blushed, straightened his back, his legs were loose, and the one at home was still lying down.

got in the car,
Ma Jia coughed, handed over the documents, and said seriously: "Xiaoqiao, here are two documents, one is the accounts of Pangu Music and Pangu Film and Television, and the other is the investment dividend for the second half of the year."

The documents are organized and the accounts are clear.

Han Qiao didn't look at the specific accounts, he turned to the end and looked at the total income.

Pangu Music: 800 million.

Pangu Film and Television: 92000,

Half-year equity dividends, mainly Hengdian Pangu Film and Television, Guomai Culture.

Hengdian Pangu Film and Television: 12.

Fruit and wheat culture: 450 million.

Han Qiao looked at the file.

Ma Jia laughed and said, "Mr. Han, I rented an office in Chaoyang and hired six employees. This is a specific expense. If there is no problem, just sign it."

Han Qiao flipped through the paper.

Chaoyang office lease, 48000 a year.

Employee salary 2/month.

Pangu Film and Television does not eat or drink, and has a fixed monthly expenditure of about 4.

Han Qiao couldn't help having a headache, rubbed the center of his brows, and signed his name: "Sister Ma, all the money from Guomai Culture has been injected into the books of Pangu Film and Television, as operating funds, and your salary should also be included, temporarily according to 6000 a month counts..."

Although Ma Jia is Han Qiao's manager.

But now it is more about dealing with Hanqiao's business affairs. The music company has dividends, but the film and television company does not.

Ma Jia didn't say anything, and Han Qiao didn't want to default on the payment. According to the standard of music, it was still set at 6000 a month.

Hearing this, Ma Jia was greatly moved.

Han Qiao is undoubtedly a good boss.

Now her monthly salary is about 2, not to mention the company's dividends, talking about project dividends, a rough estimate is 200 million a year.

This is following the right person.

If it was still in the music company, it would cost hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.

Ma Jia straightened her waist, her whole body was full of strength, and her tone was gentle: "Xiaoqiao, I will attend the shareholder meeting of Times Star at noon, and I plan to go to Chaoyang in the afternoon, and the new company over there wants you to come forward. In addition, Tian Zhen's The manager is calling and wants to ask you to meet."

Han Qiao nestled in the seat.

Close your eyes and rest your mind.

He has been directing plays for the past few months, and he has a lot of things to do. He has been free for the past two days and has no time to rest.

………………

The car arrived at the Times Starry Sky.

Han Qiao hadn't appeared in the company for a long time, which attracted the attention of many beautiful girls in the company.

Times Star is now gaining momentum. With Han Qiao as the leader, many artists have been signed under it. The company's business spans artist brokerage, film and television investment, and TV drama production and distribution. It can be said that, in addition to film distribution, Times Star has become a medium-sized company in the industry Entertainment.

Han Qiao signed for a long time.

The smiling face is numb.

Rush to the conference room.

in the conference room.

Several old faces slumped across the seats.

Some even fell asleep and snored.

The beautiful female partner that Han Qiao knew was stroking the cat in her arms, and yawning boredly.

A man in a suit and leather shoes with gold spectacles looks at a document.

Xia Wen closed his eyes and meditated.

Han Qiao pushed open the door.

The shareholders subconsciously turned their heads to look over.

The beautiful female shareholder raised her eyelids, her tone was bad, and she held back her anger: "Han Qiao, the meeting time is obviously at 1:00 pm, and it's almost 2:30 now."

The snoring shareholder woke up, his sleepy eyes were loose, and when he saw Han Qiao in a daze, he was so angry that he was about to bark.

The man with golden glasses pushed his glasses and knocked on the table: "Han Qiao is now the number one niche student in the mainland, and his first TV series brought huge profits to the company, so he is qualified to let us wait."

The male shareholder gritted his teeth, nodded, crossed his legs carelessly, and didn't bother to talk to Han Qiao.

Han Qiao smiled.

He did it on purpose.

Being late kills the prestige.

After Han Qiao sat down.

The man with golden glasses said: "Han Qiao, I've seen your plan. In the second half of the year, there will be three TV dramas, "Dajiang Dahe", "The Family of Gold Fans", and "Latent". , I only have one request, the proportion of investment in Times Star Sky should be at least 5%."

Han Qiao directly refused: ""The Family of Gold Fans" is a personal investment project. This project has nothing to do with the company. Of course, the company can take a share of my film remuneration normally. For "Dajiang Dahe" and "Latent", the company can take [-]%, which is mine. condition."

Han Qiao took a tough attitude.

The atmosphere in the conference room was dull.

Following a sharp cat meow, the beautiful shareholder raised her eyebrows with a displeased expression: "You are an artist under the company, and "The Family of Gold Fans" is a project the company is talking about, and now the company can't get involved."

"That's right, Han Qiao, don't go too far, I..." The male shareholder Huo Di stood up, saw the eyes of the man with gold-rimmed glasses, and yelled, "I admit that you are powerful, you have a good vision, and you have several parts." It’s a good income, but it’s still up for discussion.”

Han Qiao spread his hands: "I really don't care about "The Family of Gold Fans". This drama is Chen Jinfei's project..."

"We can give up "The Family of Gold Fans." The shareholders of Golden Eyes smiled: "The investment share of "Dajiang Dahe" and "Latent" is [-]%. This is our decision."

"No."

Han Qiao shook his head: ""Dajiang Dahe" is a major drama, and the purpose of this drama is to win the Feitian Award, and Huayi must have a share..."

"Then why not your 5%?" The beautiful shareholder snorted coldly.

Han Qiao snapped his fingers: "I'm the lead actor in my script, and I still have to pay for the TV station in my name."

"Several female artists under the company, Qin Lan, Jiang Xin, Miao Yiyi... are all popular with me. I came to the company today and saw many new faces. Those people came for the starry sky of the times, or for the times. Did I come to the starry sky?"

"Why do I need 5%?" Han Qiao said with a smile: "Because I'm worth 5% now, let alone 6%, even if I want [-]%, you can't help it."

"you……"

The beautiful shareholder shook off the cat, pointed at Han Qiao, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Han Qiao ignored him.

The man with gold spectacles smiled: "Xiao Qing, Han Qiao, everyone is doing it for the good of the company, why bother to be so aggressive, since "Da Jiang Da He" is so important, it's not too much for the company to ask for 4%."

"Thirty percent." Han Qiao said decisively.

"Three makes three percent."

"The company wants [-]% of the film "Latent", so we can't make any concessions anymore."

""Latent" can be 5%." Han Qiao smiled: "I still have a movie, I wonder if you are interested?"

"Movie."

The man with golden glasses shook his head: "Time Starry Sky currently has no plans for movies. Han Qiao, I personally advise you not to touch movies. Movies and TV dramas are different after all."

"That's right, Han Qiao, don't look at your good performance in TV dramas." The male shareholder came to his spirits: "I have also seen many old actors in TV dramas, and the movies are very good. That...Jiang Wen, you know, he is also in the Beijing circle. Characters, now I want to make a movie, but I can't find any investment, the last movie "The Devil Is Coming" just hit the street, and Zhang Yimou's performance is not good..."

"Nowadays, only Huayi's Feng Pants can make a little money in movies."

"Now let's focus on TV dramas. Based on your popularity, the rate of return will be at least 200%. One drama for three months, one year for twelve months, four dramas, we can make a steady profit without losing money."

Han Qiao was taken aback.

The male shareholder is foolish, but his mind is quite clear.

The donkeys in the production team did not dare to squeeze like this.

Dog days of capitalists.

Several shareholders have no interest in the movie.

Han Qiao didn't continue talking either.

Film investment is mainly in two aspects,

Shooting funds and publicity funds.

The filming fund is 300 million, which can be handled by myself.

Propaganda funds are estimated to be found in Hua Yixuan.

You can only contact China Film.

After the meeting.

Han Qiao had to rush to Chaoyang to see his one-acre three-point land, so he declined the shareholder's invitation to treat him.

meeting room.

After Han Qiao left.

The male shareholder nestled in the seat, and said in a sly tone: "Brother Zhang, Sister Qing, Han Qiao is so crazy, can we bear it?"

As he spoke, he looked at Xia Wen dissatisfied.

"I can't bear it, what can I do." Sister Qing snorted coldly: "You still want to ban him in the Beijing circle, don't think about it, he is now a great Buddha, just make a good offering..."

"Xiaoqing is right."

"I don't care what Han Qiao does. As long as he can make money, I will accompany him even if he eats hot pot in the meeting room." The man with gold-rimmed glasses smiled.

"Sister Wen, Han Qiao has a good relationship with you, and Times Starry Sky is also your hard work, so I won't say too much."

"Next, let's have a good discussion on how to maximize Han Qiao's interests. Now that he doesn't take on the show, the company can use his resources to train new niche students. I asked people to find a lot of information. I think these two people are good."

said,

The man with gold spectacles handed over the information.

Xia Wen looked at the information.

According to the data, the two boys look handsome.

Subconsciously compared with Han Qiao,
Han Qiao should be more handsome.

However, the resumes of the two are very beautiful.

Born in a professional class, he is also an actor in the National Theatre.

If you have information, you will definitely become a talent.

Yin Xiaotian.

Deng Chao.

Xia Wen knocked on the table.

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China World Mall.

Located on the East Third Ring Road of Yanjing, it is a part of Yanjing Chaoyang core business district.

Many luxury brands get together.

The office that Ma Jia rents is in a high-end office building not far from the China World Mall, not far from the subway, and the transportation is very convenient.

Han Qiao looked up at the office building.

The 50-story office building has an all-glass exterior wall. Under the sun, the high-level glass is shining with dazzling light.

Well-dressed white-collar workers come and go.

Han Qiao followed Xia Wen to the 16th floor of the office building.

Yanjing Pangu Film and Television.

Gilt signboard.

Han Qiao took a look and saw that the small single room of more than 40 square meters was very well decorated.

There are not only tea rooms and conference rooms.

The office area for employees is also brand new with desks and computers.

No one at the front desk.

Han Qiao walked into the company.

big afternoon,
There was no office atmosphere in the office area either. A well-behaved girl with long hair puts on makeup in front of the mirror, and a few boys gathered together to play poker.

At this time,

A boy in a disheveled suit rushed in hurriedly, poured several glasses of water, saw a pretty girl putting on makeup, and while untiing his tie, shouted: "Chunyan, put on makeup so early, which boy are you dating tonight?"

"Bah, I want you to take care of it."

As Chunyan said, she was putting on her lipstick. When she saw Han Qiao, she put down her lipstick and asked doubtfully, "Hello, what can I do?"

When Han Qiao goes out now, he wears big sunglasses and a black mask, which most people can't recognize.

Ma Jia frowned: "Where's Ma Xiaojun? In the afternoon, where did he go without going to work?"

"Boss Ma has gone out." Chunyan's hair was dewy.

Han Qiao took off his sunglasses and mask: "Call him back, just say the boss is here."

"Han...Han Qiao." The Spring Festival Gala opened her mouth in disbelief.

She has been working in this company for a month, and she only heard that the boss is Han Qiao, but she has never met him.

The next moment, his face was pale, and he ran with his head down and shouted, "Mr. Han, I'm going to make a call right away."

Han Qiao couldn't help but have a headache.

Yanjing Pangu Film and Television has only six employees.

Cashier and Accounting, HR, Legal, Tax, Logistics, Outreach...

Don't look at the lack of people.

Both legal and tax salary are 5000.
As far as the personnel salary is a little lower, but it is still 3500.
However, this salary is in the core CBD of Yanjing, compared with all big companies, it can be said that the salary is high.

did not expect,
These people who are hired don't do shit in the company every day, either putting on makeup or fighting landlords.

After half an hour.

Ma Xiaojun shrugged his head, looked carefully at Han Qiao, and smiled apologetically, "Sister, I have something to do this afternoon, so I went out. I really didn't expect Mr. Han and you to come over. If I knew, I wouldn't go out."

Ma Jia was out of breath, and poked her brother's head with her finger: "Is there something wrong with you? I'll give you 3000 a month just to let you play around?"

Ma Xiaojun lowered his head: "Isn't that because there is no business now? When there is business, we are still very serious."

"you……"

Han Qiao waved his hand.

"Sister Ma, well, after all, he didn't receive the salary from the company, so it's not his fault."

Han Qiao thought for a while: "I'll be busy next time. In this way, Xiaojun, please go down and let me know. I'll invite you to dinner next door tonight. The company has been established for so long, and I haven't met with you."

After Ma Xiaojun went out.

Han Qiao touched his chin.

I feel very uncomfortable.

I used to be a hard-working wage earner, and what I liked most was white-collar money and not working.

right now,

Saw employees idle.

I feel sad.

………………

work area,
Several people looked at the white paper on the table honestly and worked hard.

Listening to the meeting room with ears pricked up.

Ma Jia's voice was loud.

Peeking sideways.

Ma Xiaojun was trained like a grandson.

Chunyan frowned.

She really likes this job. It can be said that there is more money, less work, and it is close to home...

and,

The boss is still Han Qiao.

Every time Chunyan had dinner with her sisters, the sisters screamed enviously, wishing they would come to the company even if they had to ask for money.

but.

Such a good day is over.

Ma Xiaojun came out, tidied his clothes, clapped his hands, and said with a smile, "Everyone put down their work, the boss is here, and he said he would reward us at night, so let's gather on time at 6:00."

"It's the first time I met the boss today, and I don't accept reports."

For a while, there were bursts of cheers.

(End of this chapter)