“Where’s the bed, the partner? ***? What about *****?” Ye ÒÒÒ continued to ask with a serious look.
If there was none, it was best, if there was, she had to deal with all his black history in advance.
Probably because YeÒÒ asked too bluntly, Luo ChenÕs spine tensed up even more, “No ……”
The serious expression on Ye ÒÒàÅ纺’s face then withdrew a few points, “Very well.”
After saying that, he continued to ask in a businesslike manner, “Who is in charge of your Weibo now? Is it in your own hands?”
“At Bin’s.” Luo Chen replied.
No wonder there were so few Weibo updates in three years ……
Ye ÒÒ frowned, then spoke, “Okay, I will take it over. Go back and double-check all your social accounts, delete any inappropriate content immediately, I will check.”
Luo Chen subconsciously then obeyed the other party’s arrangement, “Okay.”
“By the way, did the company pay you your basic salary?” Ye ÒÒ asked.
Luo Chen looked bitter, “It hasn’t been paid for half a year ……”
“Then what have you been doing all this time?” Ye ÒÒÒ asked.
Luo Chen’s expression seemed a little embarra*sed, “I …… work odd jobs ……”
He couldn’t do anything related to show business, and he couldn’t take private work, otherwise he would be sued by the company, so he could only work odd jobs.
Ye ÒÒÒÒÒÒÒÕs face was slightly cold.
The contracted artist had a basic salary, but Zhou Wenbin did not give him notices and work, and he was holding on to his contract and would not let him go, even deducting this basic salary, clearly forcing him to a dead end.
The basic salary was so small that other artists could get it back in one advertis*ment or a few photos for magazines, but for Luo Chen it was the only income he could get from the company.
Just imagining how he has spent the past three years, he is so talented and agile that he should have been able to show off his talent in the show business, but instead he is forced to work at the bottom of the ladder every day to earn money.
Luo Chen probably wants to stay on for two more years and then sign with another company, but even if his contract expires, with Zhou Wenbin’s methods, he will never be given the chance to make a name for himself.
No one would want an artist who is over the hill and in trouble.
Earlier in Zhou Wenbin’s office, she seemed to have heard that Luo Chen could barely even afford to pay his mother’s medical bills ……
Ye ÒÒ thought about it, then spoke, “The company side owes you wages, I’ll have someone send you a lump sum, you can take it for emergencies first.”
Ye ÒÒ said and then called the finance department side.
The company had just lost its temper and Zhou Wenbin did not dare to make things difficult for her, so she could still make decisions on such trivial matters.
Sure enough, the finance department side also just casually complained a few words, saying that the company wants to cut costs and not keep idle people or something, but finally agreed to give him the settlement.
“That’s fine, you can go directly to the finance department to collect it later.”
Seeing that Ye Chen had made a phone call on the spot to help him get most of his salary back, Luo Chen’s gaze twitched slightly and he spoke in a dry voice, “Thank you.”
Although the basic salary for the majority of the year only added up to more than 10,000, it relieved his immediate needs.
But what about the future …… he has absolutely no idea what will happen ……
Does this man …… really want to take him?
But why him?
Why did Zhou Wenbin use Lin Hao to exchange with him and he didn’t even agree?
He didn’t know what about himself was worth all the effort he was expending, even going so far as to make enemies with Zhou Wenbin ……