MTL - Best Actor-Chapter 39 humiliation

"Can't you buy something better? Look at your casual outfit, you're going to a contract, not a party!" Frederick kept walking as he walked. Muttering, even if he has entered the lobby of the office building, he has no intention of stopping, as if Sean walking beside him is very unsightly.

"I'm a young man, and a young man should look like a young man. Do you want me to wear a suit? You know, even second-hand suits cost thousands of dollars for good quality." Xiao En said with a shrug.

"The TV drama remuneration plus advertising remuneration, you have at least 40,000 income, can't you still afford a second-hand suit? Well, even if you don't want to buy it, you can at least rent a set?" Frederick covered his forehead and said in a tone of hatred, "You are a newcomer, you must show your seriousness and respect for others. If you are a famous superstar, even wearing pajamas and slippers to sign a contract No problem, maybe they'll say you're leading the fashion!"

"Okay, Fred, it'll be alright, the contract will be signed today." Sean, who smiled in his heart, said comfortingly.

Take the elevator to the floor where the crew is located. After contacting the front desk, I quickly met Federico Ciccarelli under the leadership of the assistant, and then went to the conference room together.

Revise. The contract is very detailed, ranging from the specifications of the hotel when going to the location to the drinking water provided during the usual shooting.

Fred is unquestionably an expert in this area, so he watches carefully, explaining things to Sean from time to time. Overall, the contract is not bad. The main character has all the benefits - such as a trailer and so on - except that the salary is a little less, and the crew only paid $600,000.

Well, it's okay, Sean is a newcomer after all, and the price is enough for the first movie as a newcomer. You must know that it is precisely because the prices of the actors whom Minghella favored were too high that the selection of the male lead was delayed, so don't mind too much. According to Sean's words, one of his advantages is cheapness.

"I think it's fine." After a full conversation with Sean, Frederick returned the contract to Chicharelli.

The next step is to go through the legal process, find a strong lawyer to see if there are any legal loopholes, and then you can sign the contract.

"Please wait a moment." Chicharelli was about to speak when the phone rang suddenly, he apologized, then picked up the phone and hurried out.

After a few minutes, he came back: "Sorry, I made you wait, but I just received a call from the finance department. We may need to modify some of the things in the contract."

Frederick and Sean both frowned, they both sensed something was wrong, they exchanged glances, and Sean spoke first: "What is it?"

"For some... um, sorry, for reasons that cannot be stated for the time being, we may have to cut Mr. Tang's salary to 500,000." Chicharelli said.

"What?" Sean and Frederick asked in surprise.

"I know it's a little embarrassing, but unfortunately, we have to do it because of budget issues." However, it has the obvious taste of "buying and buying, not buying and rolling" that some sales staff only have.

"I...I don't understand, why..." Sean was about to speak, but Frederick pulled him below.

"We need to negotiate," he said, then got up and pulled Sean to the corner.

"He wants to **** you off." The agent whispered, "I don't know why, but he does want to **** you off."

"What's in it for him?" Sean was very puzzled.

"Perhaps...to give you a bad impression on the crew?" Frederick thought for a moment, "Remember what I said before? Signing a contract isn't entirely safe, especially for A newcomer like you. Now here are the heads of many departments after the filming started. If you see an angry you, your first impression will definitely be bad. If someone instigates it, it will be hard to say. But he doesn't represent everyone."

"Then..." Sean gritted his teeth and glanced at Chicharelli, who had his head down and didn't know what he was doing.

"Only promise, for us, the most important thing now is to sign the contract." Frederick sighed.

"Okay." To his surprise, Sean, who thought he had to persuade a few words, agreed.

The two who had negotiated and returned to the long table in the conference room once again thought that it could finally be finalized, but I didn't expect Chicharelli to speak again: "I'm very sorry, you two, just now I I recalculated it again, I'm afraid...the remuneration has to be cut to 400,000 to be appropriate."

Sean and Frederick were stunned again, and then their faces were full of anger. Not only that, but Chicharelli's assistant beside him was a little surprised.

"I want to know, what's going on?" Sean clenched his fists tightly, "Why can't I finish it all at once."

"I'm very sorry, I just got the data, so I couldn't calculate it clearly." Although Chicharelli said this, he had no sincerity at all, and he had a faint mocking look.

Taking a deep breath, Sean was about to say a few words, but Frederick spoke first: "No problem, that's it."

Ciccharelli didn't speak, just looked at Sean, until he nodded expressionlessly in agreement, then raised his hands in disappointment: "Okay, it's fine for the lawyer to read Then, please sign it."

"Mr. Chicharelli, I don't understand, no one seems to tell us..." After Sean and Frederick left with the contract, the assistant couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, I know, but I'm also doing this for the crew. The original budget was a bit overrun. It's a little bit saving, isn't it?" speak.

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Sit down on the sofa a little dull, Sean stretched his legs and looked up at the ceiling, it seemed that he was exhausted, even if Pork jumped up and jumped and licked, he couldn't let him move one cent.

Of course, if you add another small thing, it will be different. Lucy relies on its small enough body and often runs to places that some people can't reach. It takes a lot of effort to get it out, and it is fortunate that its greatest interest is sleeping, or it is definitely a small thing that can turn the sky.

So, when this little meat ball climbed up on Sean's body and started to go into his crotch, how could he possibly sit still.

"You guy, you are really a female cat." Sean, who picked Lucy up, said dumbfounded, but the answer was a lazy "meow".

Poker followed the bark who was also joining in the fun, and then ducked his head into his arms, with a posture of never giving up until he got in. Sean couldn't help laughing, and the humiliation he was receiving before disappeared a little without knowing it.

"Anyway, the character has been obtained." He teased Poker and Lucy, while comforting himself, and then the phone rang.

"Hi, it's Sean." He picked up the phone.

"Hello Sean, I'm Federico." There was such a voice over there.

Sean's brows suddenly wrinkled, and a bad feeling came to his heart again. For this reason, he still controlled his emotions and asked in a calm tone: "Is there something wrong? Mr Charelli?"

"That's right, after you left, I asked someone to do a detailed calculation. Unfortunately, the salary may be reduced to 300,000. In addition, about the grade of the hotel and the equipment of the trailer , may need to be lowered a bit." The other party said in a somewhat mechanical tone, as if not discussing but informing.

The anger suddenly burst out of Sean's heart. The initial salary of 600,000 was only enough. As a newcomer, he was not greedy at all, but what does it mean to reduce it twice? Still in front of him? ! Now it is even cut off in half, and even the treatment is reduced. Is it interesting to target yourself like this!

But at this time, after the anger rushed to the top of his head, Sean calmed down. It is basically certain that Chicharelli has a conspiracy, and he deliberately angered himself so much, what is it for? How does this benefit him? Or was he instructed? But it's useless to really irritate him, since Director Minghella handpicked him... wait!

"Mr. Tang?" Chicharelli's voice came from there again.

"I have no opinion." Sean tried his best to reply in the calm tone at the beginning, "I will tell Fred."

This answer was obviously unexpected to the other party, and after a while, Chicharelli's dull voice came: "Then that's it."

Hang up the phone, Sean's face was as black as ink, clenched his teeth and punched on the sofa, startling Polk and Lucy, he then started to call Get up the phone.

"Fred, has the lawyer read the contract? Come to me right away, right away, and turn off the phone and don't answer any calls, any calls!" he emphasized again and again.

It turns out that Sean was right.

"They only pay 300,000 yuan?! These bastards! How dare they do this!" After listening to Sean's retelling, Frederick immediately roared furiously, "This It's a complete humiliation! I've been an agent for almost ten years, and this is the first time I've seen such a faceless act!"

"Calm down, Fred, we need to calm down now!" Sean urged.

"How can I be calm, I have to kick these **** into jail, stick a stick in their anus, then pierce them out of their mouths and show them outside!" Frederick rose Blushing and dancing frantically, Sean had to catch him, lest he ruin his living room.

Frederick, who has always been shrewd and good at negotiating, once again showed his violent side.