Chapter 522: 18 million to sign for Chinese Restaurant!

Beijing, Dongcheng District.

Huang Xiaoming Artist Studio.

A brand-new black Lincoln stopped at the entrance of the alley.

The left door was pushed open.

Lin Yu, wearing a beige sports leisure suit,

stepped out leisurely in sneakers.

Behind him, on the left and right,

Da Peng and Liu Yan followed closely with folders.

"Why is Boss Huang so stingy?"

Liu Yan was somewhat surprised to see this unremarkable office building.

Given Huang Xiaoming's net worth, she had thought he would rent a detached villa as an artist studio.

She hadn't expected it to be just one floor of an office building used as an office location.

The scale wasn't even half as big as the Universal Company.

"Because Boss Huang's studio doesn't make money!"

Da Peng gave a bitter smile.

"I did some research before. Unlike Jiaxing Media, which produces young talents, none of the 16 artists under the Xiaoming Artist Studio have made it out, and there are very few works they can even show off."

"Ah, no way? Boss Huang's net worth is always on the Forbes list; how could he have no resources?"

Liu Yan's question made Lin Yu somewhat curious as well.

You have to know that Huang Xiaoming debuted in '98.

He has had a 26-year career so far and is definitely a great senior in the mainland entertainment industry.

Whether in terms of assets or connections, he is at the top.

If he cultivated them carefully, it would be impossible not to achieve results.

When the three of them entered the office building,

and reached the office floor of the studio, Lin Yu laughed inwardly and understood in a second.

It seems there isn't an honest person in the entertainment industry! As expected of "Master Huang," hanging the sign of an artist studio,

but his mind isn't on it at all.

This studio should just be to cover people's eyes.

Unlike Universal Media,

Huang Xiaoming Artist Studio.

was very simple.

It was just like a temporary office.

Lin Yu just looked around and discovered that there were no artist training rooms here at all.

Only a few sparse conference rooms.

This clearly wasn't for the studio to make a profit.

Wu Jing had secretly told Lin Yu before.

Many big shots in the entertainment industry have their own money-laundering methods.

Even more so than buying and selling paintings in antique shops.

More secretive, more legal.

That is artist compensation.

Sign an artist, set up clear regulations.

Then, through the artist's violations, they can claim astronomical compensation, which perfectly avoids taxes.

Although with Huang Xiaoming's personality, it shouldn't be to this extent, there must be many secret transactions mixed in.

"Teacher Lin, please come in."

Huang Xiaoming didn't put on any airs at all.

Upon learning from the front desk that Lin Yu's group was waiting in the lounge,

Huang Xiaoming ran out of his office without stopping, smiling and waving at the three of them.

This warmed Lin Yu's heart.

Brother Xiaoming is worthy of being an old artist.

His character and artistic ethics are clearly moving in the direction of Andy Lau.

In private, he is even more intimate and familiar than on screen.

He can truly be considered a clear stream in the entertainment industry.

At the same time,

on the windows of every conference room,

there were little eyes stuck to the glass, watching the current trendsetter of the mainland entertainment industry.

"So handsome! Brother Yu is even more handsome than on TV."

"No wonder he can succeed! Although he's wearing sportswear, this aura is not something ordinary people can compare to."

"Come on! We also have to work hard; we're all around 20 years old, where are we lacking? If we aren't recognized, it must be because we aren't working hard enough."

"Exactly! With Brother Xiaoming's help, plus our hard work, we will definitely be popular."

Although the discussion in the conference room was very quiet, it was heard clearly by Lin Yu.

He couldn't help but laugh bitterly inside.

Work hard?

Heh!

This world isn't just about working hard to succeed.

You treat your boss as a savior,

but the boss just treats you as a tool.

Wasting your youth on an illusory path—it's truly pathetic.

"Brother, you don't know how much pressure I've been under recently."

"Chinese Restaurant has reached its eighth season now. Actually, from the sixth season, we didn't plan to renew it."

"But I'm still a bit reluctant to let go of this show."

Hearing Huang Xiaoming's words, Lin Yu nodded and smiled, but he sneered inwardly.

Worthy of being an old actor, listening to you talk nonsense here.

What kind of sentimentality?

It's just that this show is still making money.

"Brother, now that you're here, I feel more confident."

"Although I'm a few years older in age, I have to learn from you when it comes to variety shows."

Huang Xiaoming said humbly with a smile.

However, you could tell.

His tone was very sincere and genuine; it didn't look like he was acting.

No wonder Master Huang could succeed.

With this spirit of humbly asking for advice,

most people couldn't do it; they couldn't put down their posture.

Lin Yu could see it.

Huang Xiaoming's current situation was similar to Da Da Mi Mi's *Escape the Room* before.

Basically, the sponsors wanted to withdraw their capital, and it was at a critical stage of life and death.

He urgently needed an injection of a stimulant.

Otherwise, it would likely die in the cradle.

"No problem, Brother Xiaoming. Since I promised to come and help, I definitely won't break my word."

"Let's sign the contract according to the original plan."

Lin Yu smiled lightly and got straight to the point.

"Good!"

"Brother, you're straightforward, so I won't talk nonsense either."

"One week of recording time."

"Including the other two female artists from your company."

"A total of 18 million."

"The specific items are all in the contract."

"Other than that, I have no problems on my end."

Huang Xiaoming nodded excitedly and repeatedly.

"Ok."

Lin Yu handed the contract to Da Peng behind him, flipped through it carefully twice, confirmed that the items were correct, and signed his name.

"By the way, brother."

"Do I know those two female artists?"

"You said before they were popular; are they very famous in the circle?"

Seeing Lin Yu finish signing the contract, Huang Xiaoming let out a long sigh of relief and chatted casually.

"Brother Xiaoming, if you're curious, then wait. I'll have them come over to see you now."

Lin Yu's eyes shifted, holding back a laugh.

"Great!"

"If it's not too much trouble, I'd love that."

"Come, let's drink while we wait."

"I have some top-quality Longjing here."

Huang Xiaoming maintained his radiant smile.

He happily dug out a tin of exquisitely packaged golden tea leaves from the shelf.

As for those two female artists, Huang Xiaoming didn't care at all, treating it as Lin Yu pulling strings to stuff two random people into his show.