Chapter 929: Chapter 929: Locking Horns
"Thirty million?"
Han Ying stared at the copy of the contract, especially the contents, utterly shocked.
Just to vent off some steam?
They gave her one million before, and now they’re throwing thirty million at this. What a... gesture.
Zhou Zhishan looked at the secretary, "Did he say anything else?"
"Yes, Fengshao also mentioned that you’re half the owner of Fengshang Media, so if there’s any promising talent Miss Zhou likes, you can sign them directly. I’ve also brought sample contracts."
Secretary Wu pulled a few contracts out of the briefcase and handed them to Zhou Zhishan.
Zhou Zhishan took the contract, still a bit dazed.
"Then I’ll be off. Fengshao has some matters to deal with over at President Wang’s."
Zhou Zhishan nodded, watching Secretary Wu leave while Han Ying blinked at Zhou Zhishan.
"Senior, this Fengshang Media is?"
"Uh, he set up an entertainment media company to make it easier for me to film, although I don’t have that much."
Han Ying stared at Senior Zhou in shock and suddenly thought she might want to be pampered too.
To support Senior Zhou, he even established a company.
"Senior, could I take a look at the contract?"
Han Ying asked.
Zhou Zhishan nodded, handing the contract to Han Ying, who took it and swiftly read through it, swallowing hard.
"This contract’s benefits are way too good."
"Hmm?"
Zhou Zhishan watched Han Ying’s reaction; she truly hadn’t known the contents of the contract since she hadn’t dealt with these matters before. She just wanted to debut as an actress, and company operations weren’t her responsibility.
Zhou Zhishan glanced through the contract briefly. She knew that nowadays, entertainment media company contracts are mostly categorized into ABCD types, with newcomers generally getting only D-level contracts with exceedingly harsh terms.
You’re basically selling yourself to the other party, having to follow their company’s lead with little freedom.
As for higher-level contracts, they’re not easy to obtain.
And this particular contract is roughly between C-level and B-level, offering quite good benefits despite still demanding a lot, but for newcomers, it’s a dream contract.
"Senior, with this contract, things will be much easier."
Han Ying looked at these contracts along with the direct cash appearance fee; it’s unstoppable. Even though the new campus side isn’t doing much, a lot of people would still be eager to try.
Zhou Zhishan and Han Ying began persuasion again. Han Ying, having worked as a host before, was familiar with performers from various programs, even having contact details for many.
The two went from dorm to dorm, showing the contracts, transferring advance payments on the spot, quickly winning over a large crowd.
"Isn’t this like a dream?"
In a dorm just visited by Zhou Zhishan and Han Ying, a girl looked at the balance in her mobile transfer, still in disbelief.
"Aren’t you lucky? Didn’t Senior say that after the performance, there’s another twenty thousand to be had... so envious."
"Jingjing, we’ll have a feast."
Originally, several people in the dorm were comforting a friend whose program got cut, but in just a while, the situation completely reversed.
Performing for the school usually meant doing it out of love, with no pay at all.
"A feast, no problem, though I’m still a bit muddled."
"What’s there to be muddled about? Didn’t Senior say that since the school doesn’t want us, we’ll host our own celebration, with a wealthy sponsor and money to be made, why not do it?"
"Exactly, if I had the chance, I’d go too."
"Well, won’t there be a problem on the school’s side?"
"What problem? Didn’t you see the contract is stamped by the school with the principal’s signature? If the headmaster has no issue, who dares to have one?"
"Hmm." The others nodded.
"Why don’t we check out the new campus now, since we’re free?" one girl suggested.
"Sure, it’s not far anyway."
After all, with a three thousand appearance fee and a chance to vent, their stance was clear.
On that floor, many shared their thoughts, soon forming a group of over a dozen as they left the dorms.
Stepping out of the school gate, they saw people outside holding signs before they could even hail a cab.
"Free buses from the old to the new campus."
"You’re heading to the new campus?"
Several girls stepped forward to inquire.
"Yes, someone’s out of pocket to book my bus today for free rides to your Huaxi new campus. Are you heading to the new campus?"
"Uh-huh."
"Then hop on. This bus departs every five minutes. See that line of buses behind? They’re all yours. Once you’re on, we leave immediately."
The driver said.
With free buses available, they weren’t going to be pretentious and hopped right on.
"This arrangement is too awesome, booking so many buses. I counted at least twenty!"
"Better than city buses. The old campus to the new isn’t even that far."
"I need to post this on Moments."
"Me too."
Papers can’t hide the fire; Han Ying and Zhou Zhishan’s action quickly caught attention.
At the old campus performance venue.
After communicating with HY, Zhang Shan felt a sense of crisis and came directly to the scene.
"Principal Zhang, I need to tell you something."
"Hmm."
Zhang Shan looked at the girl reporting, leading her to a corner, "What is it?"
"That Zhou Zhishan and Han Ying seem dissatisfied with the program cut, are gathering people and planning another performance event."
"Oh?"
The girl, fearing Zhang Shan’s disbelief, spilled all she knew, "They’re pulling in those with canceled programs. Many have been persuaded, and they’re planning an event at the new campus."
"That’s openly defying the school."
Zhang Shan listened, internally cursing Xu Bing, undoubtedly Xu Bing’s doing. He was challenging him.
But relying on those students, Zhang Shan internally sneered, he had HY-backed established artists with great fame, and HY’s backing meant this celebration would be stellar.
While the new campus had nothing, what could they pull off?
"Alright, got it."
"Principal, aren’t you going to handle it?"
"Heh, what can a bunch of students pull off? Go busy yourself, I know about it."
Zhang Shan was indifferent. Xu Bing wanted to oppose him like this, heh, he’d have to weigh it. He’d prepared for this celebration for half a year, but the other side?
Just started today.
Trying to challenge with a ragtag team, wanting to compete.
Humph, let’s see who’s the laughing stock in the end.