Don't Pinch The Tip Of My Tail

While Jian Chen was still sleeping, Jiang Yuchen had already greeted the company and explained today's situation to them in advance.

Logically speaking, this kind of thing must be reported to the relevant person in charge a week in advance. After approval at all levels of the company and final consent, it can be officially implemented by the agent and artist.

But Jiang Yuchen's identity was there, and there was a big company behind him that he couldn't afford to offend. As soon as he received his call, the entertainment company immediately held an emergency meeting in the morning, anxiously summoned all the senior executives in the company to discuss the solution to the matter in the conference room.

Taking into account the company's future reputation, the relationship with Jiang Yuchen, and also in order to calm the intensifying public opinion on the Internet as soon as possible, although the company had a headache, they finally agreed to Jiang Yuchen's proposal.

"The company has said that they will provide some formal statements according to my needs. If anything else happens in the future, they can directly face the media and the public in their name."

"Are they actually so easy to talk to?"

After all, the war of public opinion is not something that can be completely solved by just typing on the keyboard.

Jian Chen followed the crew on weekdays and heard many similar things from the staff and other agents. Because the processes and procedures were very cumbersome, and the subsequent impact was so severe that many companies would not compromise easily with artists.

Not to mention that someone like Jiang Yuchen took the initiative to reveal that he had family members, and at the same time directly put the words "I have capital" in front of the public.

It's really a bit arrogant.

Jian Chen's thinking made sense, so Jiang Yuchen took a sip of water and answered directly: "Of course that's impossible."

Companies are not philanthropic, and their emergency meetings are not in vain.

So after the meeting, when he called Jiang Yuchen to reply with the results, the other party cleverly pointed the next sentence at the contract after the topic was over, and implicitly stated that the contract between Jiang Yuchen and the company was about to expire, if they want to renew the contract, they can directly explain it now.

"Ah, so they want to use this incident to make a deal so that you can continue to stay in the company, and are they urging you to renew your contract?"

Jian Chen gnawed on the bread and listened to him telling the story of the morning. He chewed slowly, followed the other person's thoughts, and continued to guess and asked: "Or do they want to send away this giant Buddha of yours?"

He lowered his head and cut half of the sandwich for him, and stuffed the other half with lettuce and tomatoes for him. When Jiang Yuchen heard this, he shook his head: "There is no absolute, but they all want it."

Reaching out to take the sandwich handed over from the other person's hand, Jian Chen didn't rush to eat, but was obviously attracted by his answer.

"Thinking about everything," he asked, slowly frowning due to confusion caused by not being able to understand, "does it mean they are ambitious?"

This was the reason why Jian Chen didn't like such vague remarks. He didn't have much contact with the original company. Now when he heard this, this possibility popped into his mind for the first time.

But Jiang Yuchen said yes.

"Yes, and they have high ambitions and low intentions."

The idea put forward by the company is very clear, that is, they hope that Jiang Yuchen can continue to work with them, and the company's care for him will increase significantly every time they encounter some good scripts or a certain organizer wants to invite him. Whenever an artist attends a grand event, the company promises to tell Jian Chen immediately and ask him to make a special trip to Jiang Yuchen to tell him about it.