Chapter 34： : Golden Master Dad

Within two days, a copy of the information was delivered to Hardy.

Brad Sanders, 38 years old, Australian origin, manager of Persian Cat Model Performing Arts Company, one of the company partners, holds 36% of the shares.

The information behind 　　 also includes his residence and daily activities. This guy divorced a few years ago and now has no wife. He often brings his contracted artists home.

Both men and women~~

Sanders has been taken to court by many contracted artists, but he wins every time because he holds their contract in his hand.

This guy is a typical black agent.

There are many brokerage companies in Hollywood, and they don’t have any resources, but they say they are crazy, tricking those boys and girls who have dreams and ignorance to go to Hollywood to sign contracts.

As soon as they sign a contract, they are put on shackles.

by various means or seduction or coercion.

gradually developed them into Ji female ducks to make money for themselves.

If there is a slight resistance, he will threaten it with a contract.

Under the huge liquidated damages, many people had to compromise.

There are many brokerage companies like this for later generations, and many people are still deceived every year.

After reading the information, Hardy said, even if he kills the guy directly, it seems useless. Sanders is just one of the shareholders. He died, and Marissa's contract still cannot be cancelled.

tapped his finger on the desktop,

slowly thought about how to solve this matter.

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When I came to Noah’s Ark Film Company, I called the staff of the administrative department, "Help me contact a few brokerage companies, it means that our company is going to expand the performance department staff in the year, let them bring information, if there is suitable, we are willing to buy Come down."

After finishing speaking, give the staff a list of brokerage companies.

"Good Assistant Hardy!"

The staff took the list and contacted those companies.

It’s normal to buy actors in Hollywood. Many of the big stars of later generations came from small agencies before they became famous, and they signed with big film companies after they became famous.

Sanders received a call from Noah's Ark Film Company, and felt a little excited. For small brokerage companies like them, the biggest way to make money is to sell the artist contracts in their hands to large companies.

Noah's Ark Film Company is not a small company, this time it may be able to make a fortune.

The next day.

Sanders came to Noah's Ark Film Company.

Although he came quite early.

But there are already two brokerage company leaders in front of him.

Both sides know each other, and give a few fake greetings.

"Mr. Walter, Assistant Hardy invites you in." The staff called the first agent into the house.

About ten minutes later, Walter walked out a little frustrated.

Sanders hurriedly stopped him, "Walter, didn't the other party fancy it?"

"That Mr. Hardy has a very high vision, he is only interested in the two artists in my hand, but the offer is very low, the transfer fee is only 5,000 US dollars per person, I have to go back and consider it." Walter said and left.

The second agent came out, and Sanders could see that this guy was probably not very successful either.

Entering the office, Sanders saw a young man sitting behind his desk. The nameplate on the table read the assistant chairman, Jon Hardy.

Sanders stepped forward with a smile on his face, "Hello Assistant Hardy, I'm Brad Sanders, manager of Persian Cat Model Performing Business Company."

Hardy glanced at this guy lightly, "Mr. Sanders, please sit down and show me the artist profile."

Sanders quickly handed over a thick stack of information.

Hardy turned it over, and after looking at four or five of them, he saw Marisa's profile, with some pictures of Marisa on it.

The Marissa in the photo looks a little immature. It should have been taken two years ago. She didn't stay too much. After a few glances, she put it aside and continued to look down.

There are eleven documents in total.

I have to say that although this Sanders is a jerk, he has a good eye for picking people. The artist in Sanders's hands is obviously a level higher than the previous two agencies.

Hardy went through the information again and pulled out five of them, including Marisa.

"These five people, each will give you 5000." Hardy said lightly.

Sanders took the information and looked at it. I have to say that this assistant Hardy has a really good vision. These five people are the best in his hands.

"Mr. Hardy, the price you gave is too low, I think their worth can reach ten thousand dollars." Sanders smiled.

Hardy shook his head,

"I don't have any performance experience, and I don't have any work that can be obtained. To put it bluntly, it is no different from a group performance. If I find a group performance, I only need to pay a few dollars a day, and a lot of people will come." Hardy said.

"They have signed contracts for ten years, and they still have eight or nine years of contracts. They may become big stars in the future." Sanders argued.

"So what, now they are worthless, each of them is 6,000, no matter how much more." Hardy said.

Hearing the price of six thousand, Sanders was already a little tempted, but he was a shrewd little businessman. He began to introduce Hardy to each person's strengths, and exaggerated their advantages as much as possible, hoping to sell more money.

As for the liquidated damages of 10,000 or 100,000 in the contract, it is just a means of defrauding artists. The chance of getting this money from them is very small, so it is better to sell it directly.

"Six thousand five hundred dollars per person, it won't be more, if you think it is not suitable, I will find another company." Hardy said a little impatiently.

"Okay, I agree."

Another $2500 was made, and Sanders was already satisfied.

And among these artists, there are still one or two who are in trouble. They may not get a penny in their own hands, so it is better to sell them.

"When do you think we sign?" Sanders asked.

"Tomorrow, we both prepare the information, and we will directly sign the contract to complete this transaction." Hardy said.

"Okay, okay." Sanders quickly agreed with a smile.

Actually, Hardy made this recruitment privately. He just used the role of assistant to the chairman of Noah's Ark, so that the other party would not be suspicious.

He is still not qualified to use company funds, and it is still tens of thousands of dollars.

But Hardy had already thought of this level. The day before yesterday, he asked someone to buy a shell broker company and changed its name to ‘Hadi Economic Company’.

Simple and easy to remember.

Hardy owns 100% of the shares.

After Sanders left, Hardy came to the company's legal department and asked the staff here to help him draw up a sales contract.

The next afternoon.

The sky is gloomy with light rain.

Sanders came to a bar on Sunset Street with the contract. He did not understand why the contract was not at the film company but at the bar.

But he has no doubts about Hardy's identity.

is just a little surprised.

The car parked on the side of the road and walked into the bar box. Hardy was already sitting there waiting for him. There was a middle-aged man in a suit beside him. Sanders hurried forward with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Hardy."

"Have you brought all the contracts?" Hardy asked.

"Brought, brought."

said as he took out a stack of contracts in his purse and handed it over.

Hardy did not answer, but the middle-aged man next to him took it, "This is the person from the legal department of the company. He is responsible for checking the contract. Professional people are allowed to do professional things. Are you right?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Hardy is right." Sanders smiled.

After reading all the contracts, the middle-aged nodded to Hardy, "Assistant Hardy, the contract is okay."

"Thank you then." Hardy thanked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man left the box, and Hardy pushed the sale and purchase agreement to Sanders, "Let's see, if there is no problem, sign the contract."

Sanders picked up the contract and looked seriously, he is also a master at playing with the contract, knowing that the water is deep inside, for fear of problems, so he looked carefully.

There is no problem with the content of the contract, it is a normal purchase and sale contract, but Hardy's brokerage company is the next sign.

Sanders asked a little surprised: "Mr. Hardy, why is Hardy's agency, shouldn't it be Noah's Ark Film Company?"

Hardy had already guessed that this guy would have this question, UU reading www. uukanshu. com said in no hurry: "The Hardy Brokerage Company is a subsidiary of Noah's Ark. It has just been established to better manage the contracted artists. I will be responsible for this area in the future."

"Whether it is Hardy's agency or Noah's Ark Films, it has nothing to do with our contract?" Hardy left Sanders.

"Ah yes yes, it doesn't matter, it's actually the same." Sanders smiled.

Large companies will open many subsidiaries, and the relationship between the companies is complicated, but this has nothing to do with his business, and he can sign the contract if there is no problem.

Sanders picked up the pen and signed his name.

Hardy got the contract.

From this moment on, Marisa's economic contract is transferred to Hardy, and now Hardy is Marisa's big boss, the father of money.

took out a paper bag from the side and threw a few stacks of money on the table.

"32500 yuan, count it yourself."

Sanders quickly took the money and counted it. Hardy lit a cigar, the blue smoke rose, and his eyes narrowed to look at Sanders who was counting the money.

Soon after finishing the count, Sanders smiled and put the money in his purse. "The amount is right, Mr. Hardy. It's really nice to work with you, then I'll leave."

"I will give it to you." Hardy picked up the contract and stood up.

"You are too kind."

The two pushed the door and came out, the light rain was still falling, Sanders said goodbye and got into the car, started the car and drove away.

At this time, a black Ford car on the side of the road started and followed Sanders' car. Hardy looked in his eyes with a slight smile on his face, flicked the file bag in his hand, and got into his car and left.

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