The Tyrant Billionaire

Chapter 34: Contract Signing

The following information also includes his residence and daily activities, this guy was divorced a few years ago, He often brings his contracted artists home.

Both men and women ~~ Sanders has been sued in court by many contracted artists, but he always wins because he holds their contracts in his hands.

This guy is a typical black agent, there are many such agencies in Hollywood.

They have no resources, but they make fantastic promises and trick young boys and girls who come to Hollywood with dreams and ambitions to sign contracts.

As soon as they signed the contract, they were shackled, using various means to induce or coerce.

Gradually develop them into female ducks to make money for themselves, If they resist at all, they will be threatened with the contract.

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

There are many such brokerage companies in later generations, and many people are still deceived every year.

After reading the information, Hardy said to himself that it seemed useless even if he killed the guy directly, sanders was only one of the shareholders, if he died, Marissa\'s contract would still not be terminated.

He tapped his fingers on the table and slowly thought about how to solve this matter.

Hardy came to Noah\'s Ark Film Company and called the staff from the administrative department.

"Help me contact several brokerage companies. Just mention that our company is going to expand the staff of the performing arts department next year and ask them to bring information. If there is a suitable actors, we are willing to buy them."

After saying that, he handed the staff a list of brokerage companies.

"Okay, Assistant Hardy!"

The staff took the list and contacted those companies.

Buying actors is normal in Hollywood. Many of the big stars of later generations came from small agencies before they became famous, and they only signed contracts with big film companies after they became famous.

Sanders was a little excited when he received a call from Noah\'s Ark Film Company. For a small agency like theirs, the biggest way to make money is to sell their artist contracts to big companies.

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

The next day, Sanders came to Noah\'s Ark Films, though he came quite early but there are already two brokerage company leaders ahead of him.

Both parties knew each other and exchanged a few words of pretense.

"Mr. Walter, Assistant Hardy asks you to come in." The staff asked the first agent in line to enter the room.

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

Sanders quickly stopped him. "Walter, isn\'t there anyone they like?"

"That Mr. Hardy has a very high vision and is only interested in the two artists I have. However, the price quoted is very low, and the transfer fee per person is only $5,000. I want to go back and think about it." Walter said that and left.

The second agent came out, and Sanders could tell that this guy probably wasn\'t very successful either.

Upon entering the office, Sanders saw a young man sitting behind his desk, the name tag on the desk read, Assistant to the Chairman, Jon Hardy.

Sanders stepped forward with a smile on his face and said, "Hello, Assistant Hardy, I am Brad Sanders, the manager of the Persian Cat Model Entertainment Agency."

Hardy looked at the guy lightly and said, "Sanders, sir, please sit down and show me the artists information."

Sanders quickly handed over a thick stack of information.

Hardy looked through it, and after looking at four or five pictures, he saw Marissa\'s information, with several pictures of Marissa sandwiched on it.

Marissa in the photo still looks a bit immature. It should have been taken two years ago. he didn\'t stop for a long time, after looking at it a few times, he put it aside and continued to read.

A total of eleven pieces of information, Hard had to admit that although Sanders is a bastard, he has a pretty good eye for selecting people. The artists in Sanders\' hands are obviously a level higher than those of the previous two agencies.

Hardy flipped through the information again and pulled out five pictures, including Marissa.

"Each of these five people i will give you 5,000$ for each one of them" Hardy said calmly.

Sanders took the information and looked at it. He had to say that assistant Hardy had really good vision these five people were the best in his hands.

"Mr. Hardy, the price you gave is too low, I think their worth can reach ten thousand dollars." Sanders said it with a smile.

Hardy shook his head.

"They don\'t have any performance experience, and they don\'t have any good work, to put it bluntly, it\'s no different from an extra. If I find an extra, I only need to pay a few dollars a day, and a lot of people will come over."

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

"So what? They have no value now six thousand each, no more," Hardy said.

When he heard the price of six thousand, Sanders was already a little tempted, but he was a shrewd small businessman. He began to introduce everyone\'s specialties to Hardy, exaggerating their advantages as much as possible, hoping to get more money.

As for the liquidated damages of 10,000 or 100,000 $ in the contract, that is just a way to defraud artists. The chance of getting this money from them is very slim. It is better to sell them directly.

"Six thousand five hundred dollars per person, no more. If you feel it is not suitable, I will find another company." Hardy said it impatiently.

"Okay, I agree."

After grinding out another $2,500, Sanders was already very satisfied.

Moreover, among these artists, there are still one or two that are troublesome, and he may not get a penny from them, so it is better to sell them.

"When do you think we\'re going to sign?" Sanders asked.

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

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

In fact, this recruitment was done privately by Hardy, he just used his identity as the assistant to the chairman of Noah\'s Ark to prevent the other party from becoming suspicious.

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

However, Hardy had already thought of this, the day before yesterday, he found someone to buy a shell company and changed its name to \'Hardy Economic Company\'.

Simple and easy to remember.

Hardy owns 100% of the shares.

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

The next afternoon.

The sky was overcast, and it was raining lightly.

Sanders came to a bar on Sunset Street with the contract, he was a little confused as to why the contract was not signed at the movie company but at the bar.

But he had no doubts about Hardy\'s identity.

He was just a little surprised.

The car stopped on the roadside and Sanders walked into the bar box. Hardy was already sitting there, waiting for him. There was a middle aged man in a suit next to him, Sanders quickly stepped forward with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Hardy."

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

"yes I brought it."

He said, taking out a stack of contracts from his bag and handing them over.

Hardy didn\'t answer, but pointed to the middle aged man next to him and said "This is the person from the company\'s legal department. He is responsible for checking the contract. Let professional people do professional things, are you alright with that?"

"Yes, yes, yes Mr. Hardy is right," Sanders said with a smile.

After reading all the contracts, the middle aged man nodded to Hardy and said, "Assistant Hardy, there is no problem with the contract."

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

The middle aged man came out of the box, and Hardy pushed the purchase and sale agreement to Sanders: "Take a look, and if there is no problem, sign the contract."

Sanders picked up the contract and looked at it carefully. He was also a master of playing with contracts, and he knew the water inside was very deep, so he looked carefully for fear of something going wrong.

There was nothing wrong with the content of the contract; it was just a normal sales contract, but the signature at the end was Hardy Agency.

Sanders asked with some surprise, "Mr. Hardy, why is it the Hardy Agency. Shouldn\'t it be the Noah\'s Ark Film Company?"

Hardy had already guessed that this guy would have this question and said calmly., "Hardy Agency is a subsidiary of Noah\'s Ark. It was just established to better manage contracted artists, from now on, I will be mainly responsible for this matter."

"Whether it is Hardy Agency or Noah\'s Ark Film Company, it has nothing to do with our contract, right?" Hardy brushed off Sanders.

"Ah, yes, it doesn\'t matter; it\'s all the same actually." Sanders said it with a smile.

Large companies will open many subsidiaries, and the relationships between the companies are complicated, but this has nothing to do with his business. 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, Marissa\'s economic contract was transferred to Hardy, and now Hardy is Marissa\'s big boss and sponsor father.

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

"32,500$ count it yourself."

Sanders quickly took the money and started counting it. Hardy lit a cigar; blue smoke rose, and he narrowed his eyes at Sanders, who was counting the money.

After counting quickly, Sanders put the money into his bag with a smile. "The number is right, Mr. Hardy. It\'s really a pleasure to work with you."

"The feeling is mutual" Hardy picked up the contract and stoodd up.

"You\'re too polite."

The two of them pushed open the door and came out. The light rain was still pouring down. Sanders said goodbye, got in the car, started the car, and drove away.

At this time, a black Ford car started up on the side of the road and followed Sanders\' car. Hardy saw it and smiled slightly. He flicked the document bag in his hand, got into his car, and left.