Zhao Xuan understood immediately, and after breathing a sigh of relief, she continued to explain to Jiang Siming.
"Although the term is longer, you have to know that this is your first live broadcast and we are giving you an S-level contract. The risk is already huge. You have to give us some peace of mind, don't you think?"
Jiang Siming didn't fall for her trick. He was not the kind of stupid fat nerd who could be deceived in just two sentences.
With rich work experience, he can handle this kind of situation like a duck in water.
"I know this is my first live broadcast and I have no experience, but I can't use this as a bargaining chip for you, Mr. Zhao, otherwise you wouldn't sign me with an S-level contract, right?"
"My value to you must be recognized after careful consideration. It must be greater than the shortcoming of my lack of live broadcast experience. Am I right to say that?"
Zhao Xuan was silent for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Jiang Siming smiled and continued: "Since there is no such obstacle, there is naturally no risk as Mr. Zhao said. In ten years, no one can guarantee that there will be any changes in the middle. I will bet all my money on it in ten years." Career and youth, I think it's inhumane."
"For your platform to value me so much, I am not an ignorant person. Let's do this. I will sign the contract year by year and change the S-level to an A-level."
Zhao Xuan was stunned. This was the first time she heard that the anchor lowered her contract salary.
"Your company treats me generously. I am not an ignorant person. I repay kindness in return. I don't agree to the ten-year contract. Naturally, I have to make some choices. You can't let me take advantage of everything, right?" "
Jiang Simingyun's gentle smile made Zhao Xuan's affection for him uncontrollably increase.
The other party was not the kind of person she thought at all, someone who could take the initiative to lower her contract salary in exchange for her freedom.
Not only should you be free and easy and wise, but you must also have strong self-control and at the same time be extremely confident in your future.
If he wasn't confident about his future, why would he let go of such a lucrative ten-year contract?
Once a ten-year contract is signed, even if Jiang Siming does not meet their expectations or even his popularity declines, their platform will still give him at least 10 million per year.
The equivalent of 100 million in benefits over ten years, but Jiang Siming refused, which really surprised Zhao Xuan.
"Okay, I agree."
After thinking about it, Zhao Xuan nodded in agreement.
"However, the contract must stipulate that as long as the contract expires, we have the priority to renew the contract on the premise that our platform does not treat you badly."
Jiang Siming also decisively agreed to this.
"I am a very emotional person. If the platform treats me well, I am willing to stay on your platform."
"That's good. Happy cooperation."
Zhao Xuan smiled and shook hands with Jiang Siming again.
The contract was quickly prepared in duplicate and signed by both parties.
From today on, Jiang Siming will become a 'Glory Drop' anchor!
"The A-level signing fee is five million, and the platform will credit it to your card in three installments. The first two million will be transferred to your account tomorrow at the latest."
"As for the official live broadcast time, how about we set it for the day after tomorrow? The platform will give you the greatest publicity in these two days."
Jiang Siming had no objection and agreed to everything.
At this time, the waiter also brought the dishes, and the two people had a happy meal after talking about business.
Jiang Siming has eaten Japanese food several times, but he doesn't make jokes like a country bumpkin.
After the meal, Jiang Siming and Zhao Xuan said goodbye to each other happily.
Before leaving, the two exchanged WeChat messages.
Jiang Siming looked at the Mercedes-Benz G that Zhao Xuan drove away, and then looked down at Zhao Xuan's profile picture on his phone.
The profile picture looks like an intimate photo of a mother and daughter. The girl seems to be eleven or twelve years old, and the mother next to her is none other than Zhao Xuan.
Looking at her circle of friends, they are all about the little girl's daily life, and the dynamic text is also about what her daughter is doing today, happy birthday, etc.
Really a mother and daughter.
Jiang Siming was surprised that Zhao Xuan was a mother and that the child was so old.
Judging from Zhao Xuan's appearance, she must be in her early thirties at most. How could her child grow so big? Could it be an early marriage?
And this daughter doesn't look like Zhao Xuan.
Jiang Siming, who was scratching his head and wondering, stopped thinking about it. Why was he thinking about other people's family affairs.
It was a rare visit to Xujiahui, where Jiang Siming planned to buy a new computer and live broadcast equipment.
Yesterday Dai Xiaomei told him about a series of hardware facilities needed for live broadcast, and now the two are still chatting.
"Brother Ming, are you in Xujiahui now?"
Dai Xiaomei didn't know where Jiang Siming was negotiating the contract. She only knew that the other party was also in Shanghai and lived in Hongqiao, which was far away from her.
"Well, I plan to go to Xujiahui to buy equipment. You won't be in Xujiahui too, right?"
"No, no, I'm at home. It's quite far away from Xujiahui..."
On the other end of the phone, the silly girl who was waiting for Erqian to try on clothes in a clothing store in Xujiahui was very nervous.
She was afraid that Jiang Siming would invite her to meet, and she had not made any preparations yet.
I didn't put on much makeup today. I just bought two clothes with Erqian. I didn't have the best appearance. If I want to meet, I must let Brother Ming see my most beautiful side.
The guilty girl even looked back quickly, as if she was afraid that Jiang Siming was nearby.
It never occurred to her that she had never seen Jiang Siming before, and she wouldn't recognize him even if he were here.
"Then I'll go and get busy first, and we'll talk later." Jiang Siming walked towards the computer city without doubting that he was there.
There is a dedicated digital floor in Xujiahui, which is full of high-end electronic products, which are prohibitive for poor people.
Jiang Siming didn't want to buy something too good, but Dai Xiaomei told him.
If the live broadcast and the game are carried out together, the load on the computer will be too heavy. A poor computer will not only freeze, but also the frame rate of the live broadcast will be greatly reduced, which means the live broadcast screen will be blurred and other problems.
There was no other way, so Jiang Siming had no choice but to buy the good ones.
The signing fee is coming soon, and Jiang Siming is not reluctant to spend the money.
Just as I was hesitating which store to buy it from, WeChat rang again.
"Brother Ming, there is a store called 'Jisu' in Xujiahui Electronics Mall. The items in it are all genuine and the boss is honest, but it's just a bit expensive. If you don't know where to buy, you can go there and take a look at my equipment. Bought them all there."
"Okay, I'll go there and have a look now." Jiang Siming agreed.
In the clothing store on the other side, the little girl was so excited that she quickly slapped the door of the Erqian fitting room.
"Two thousand, hurry up, hurry up, it's urgent!"
"What's wrong, Dadai, I haven't finished trying yet." Erqian asked inside.
"Brother Ming is buying a computer in Xujiahui, let's go see him!"
Once this idea appeared in Dai Xiaomei's mind, she could no longer control it.
"Ah? Are you two going to show up now?" Erqian was shocked.
The stupid little girl spat at her and said:
"What are you thinking about? I didn't dress up well today, so I don't want Brother Ming to see me like this."
"Then you are still going?"
"Let's go see him secretly, just don't let him find out."
"Are you sure? What if he looks ugly? I heard that boys with nice voices have 'casual' looks. What if he is a sloppy middle-aged man with a beer belly?" Erqian reminded.
"No way..."