I’M Picking Up Pieces In PUBG

I’M Picking Up Pieces In PUBG
I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG Chapter 25: S-level contract



S-level contracts.



“No problem,” Jiang Siming said frankly without hypocrisy.


He already had the idea to broadcast live by himself, and since everyone else was offering an olive branch, he definitely did not mind.


"Okay, I'll give them your phone number. How about you call to talk in detail when you have time, Brother Ming? Don't worry, I'll help you stare at them."


Dai Xiaomei looked like her own husband, and the shark executives watching the live broadcast were all black.


Please, you are on our platform, shouldn't you support our interests?


After Jiang Siming agreed, he immediately received a call from the other party.


The two sides agreed to meet in Shanghai tomorrow afternoon.


To discuss the matter tomorrow, Jiang Siming had to fight with the two women and get off the assembly line to rest.


The two girls were also very understanding and closed the broadcast together.


Jiang Siming shuts down the computer. It was already one o'clock at night. He wanted to go back to sleep for a while, but he didn't get enough sleep in the morning.


After bathing in the bathroom, Jiang Siming walked out just by wearing ********** and was about to return to the bedroom to sleep.


Unexpectedly, Wang Xinyi, who woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the bathroom, opened the door and walked out Seeing Jiang Siming at first glance, she shouted and ran back to her room, covered face.


"amount..."


Jiang Siming was a little embarrassed, he did not expect Wang Xinyi to have not slept late at night, so he just put on me and looked.


"Sorry, Xinyi, next time I'll pay attention to my clothes."


Jiang Siming apologized in Wang Xinyi's room before going back to sleep.


And Wang Xinyi, who ran back to her bedroom, did not urinate, lying on top of the chuang with a flushed face.


Jiang Siming's head was filled with a half-luo body, lingering on his head, and he could not sleep.


On the contrary, Jiang Siming was heartless and sleepy while lying on the chuang.


Sleep until the next morning.


"Morning, Xinyi."


On the way to the bathroom to wash, Wang Xinyi also woke up, her eyes opened faintly.


Jiang Siming greeted him.


Little chief Wang Xinyi hurriedly lowered her head, her voice replied early, and she did not dare to speak much.


“Um... Gulugulu. Didn't you sleep last night?” Jiang Siming asked enthusiastically while brushing his big white teeth.


"No ... no ..." Wang Xinyi was even more embarrassed.


Jiang Siming did not think much, after taking a bath, he simply cleaned up and came out.


Set with Shark at a certain Japanese food store in Xujiahui, when Jiang Siming arrived, another entourage happened to be on the spot.


Only one person came to the other party, still a young woman dressed in adult OL.


Although not very pretty, she had a pretty face, delicate skin, wavy hair, and a plump body A pair of towering huge weapons like wanting to break through her little suit.


Her entire body exuded a gentle rose fragrance and a charm of maturity.This kind of woman, although her face was slightly inferior, was truly beautiful.


"Hello, I am the general manager of the Shark Games section and general manager of the Shark Group, Zhao Xuan."


"Hello, this is Jiang Siming."


The two shook hands for a while, then walked to the Japanese food store together, and came to the box that had been ordered.


After sitting down, Zhao Xuan asked carefully about Xia Jiang Siming's abstinence and ordered some Japanese special materials.


After the service members left, the two entered the topic of conversation.


Zhao Xuan smiled and said, "Sun Youcai is only the deputy manager, and he is the one in charge."


“That's it, then I'm really honored, Mr. Zhao came to talk to me directly.” Jiang Siming said politely.


In fact, a high-level person like Zhao Xuan would not need to be responsible for negotiating a contract with a news anchor.


But this time Sun Youcai did not hesitate to sign Jiang Siming with an S level contract.


While reporting, Zhao Xuan was a little curious about this, and the shark had recently gone public.


Zhao Xuan, who needed to review the Shark's internal staff to exclude dissidents, felt uneasy, so he personally accepted the business with Jiang Siming, instead, and wanted to see for himself whether Jiang Siming really had this value.


And when he saw Jiang Siming at the entrance of the Japanese food store earlier, he was very surprised.


Before coming, he did a lot of homework and knew Jiang Siming's specialty.


Monster voice actors, super technical skills, ghost stalkers and more


It makes sense that a person with a good voice would definitely not look very good in reality.


God has opened the door for you and will surely close the window for you.


However, Zhao Xuan did not expect that Jiang Siming's appearance would 'make awe' for him, and a boy like this could become 'cruel' in the entertainment circle.


Even people like him who had always treated men with real colors had a slight throb in their hearts.If Jiang Siming showed his face directly, it was expected that he would attract a lot of female fans.


At this point, Zhao Xuan felt that this S-level contract was not too excessive.


"You're too humble. Besides, I'm not insensitive. I must thank you for the opportunity to sign a promising new anchor for the company."


Zhao Xuan smiled slightly, and spoke well in his heart.


"I won't say much about polite things. Let's get to the point. I'm sure someone has also instilled a lot of people in the contract. I'm not bidding to take advantage. To be honest, an S-level contract, a ten-year contract, aren't you treating you badly?"


With that, Zhao Xuan took out a contract from the suitcase.


In fact, he put three different contracts in his briefcase, each with three levels of ABS.


They were all preparing for Jiang Siming.


Zhao Xuan originally planned that if the other party did not allow himself to be satisfied, he would try his best to obtain a B-level, and at most A-level contract.


But now he's changed his mind. Bargaining like this would easily make the other party unhappy. It wouldn't be good if other platforms took advantage of it, so he simply issued an S-level contract.


Jiang Siming took the contract and watched slowly, Zhao Xuan did not interfere, and quietly drank some water, looking at Jiang Siming from time to time.


No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Jiang Siming's appearance was no longer a star.


Especially when he looked at the contract with his brows, his meticulous and meticulous gaze really excited him.


"Impossible, men don't have a good thing."


Zhao Xuan's heart poured cold water into his heart, and the oddity simply disappeared.


After examining the contract, Jiang Siming looked up and said to Zhao Xuan: "His contract is fine, and the treatment is very generous. I have no reason to refuse."


With an annual salary of 10 million yuan a year, Jiang Siming accounted for 60% of the prizes, and monthly live broadcasts lasted for 300 hours, and there was no requirement to receive the prizes each month.


For newcomers like Jiang Siming who had never done a live broadcast, this was simply a fairy-like treatment. The ugly duckling became a white swan in a matter of seconds.


These contracts are really S class, the only difference is the contract term.


Hearing Jiang Siming's words, Zhao Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled triumphantly: "Then, let's sign the contract."


But Jiang Siming smiled and shook his head, and said, "But I still refuse."


Zhao Xuan was startled, furrowed his brows, and his feelings about Jiang Siming disappeared He thought Jiang Siming still wanted the lion to raise the price greedily.


"Mr Jiang, you should know that this contract is the best in the entire live broadcast industry. What else makes you unhappy?"


Jiang Siming smiled gracefully and replied: "Master Zhao, you have misunderstood, I did not ask for a raise."


"Then what do you mean?"


Jiang Siming pushed the contract back, tapping the end of the contract with his slender fingers.