90: Chapter 90 I quit! I want to terminate my contract!!!

He instinctively pulled the phone away from his ear a little.

"You don't reply to messages, and you even blocked my calls. Lu Li, what do you mean by this?"

Sister Wang's voice outputted continuously, pounding over like a machine gun, sentence after sentence, giving Lu Li no chance to cut in at all.

Lu Li leaned against the sofa, listening expressionlessly, until Sister Wang's voice finally had a brief pause.

"Sister Wang."

"What is it?"

"No need to say more, I'm done, I want to terminate the contract."

The other end of the phone was clearly stunned for a second, followed by a brief silence, a silence that was somewhat eerie.

Lu Li realized something, then took the phone away from his ear and held it to the side.

Sure enough, the next second, a harsh voice exploded from the earpiece.

"What did you say?! You want to terminate the contract?!"

"Do you know what you're saying?! Terminate the contract? Are you crazy or am I crazy?!"

"You've finally managed to gain a little popularity, and you're telling me you want to terminate the contract?! Are you out of your mind?!"

Sister Wang's voice was sharp and urgent, sentence after sentence.

Lu Li held the phone in mid-air, waiting for her to finish speaking before slowly putting it back to his ear.

"Sister Wang, are you done?"

"You..."

"I said, I'm done, I want to terminate the contract."

Lu Li's speaking speed was very gentle and unhurried.

"You! What on earth do you want to do?!"

Sister Wang finally realized that Lu Li was not joking, and her voice finally carried a trace of panic.

"You have popularity now, you have works, and you can take off immediately. If you terminate the contract at this time, are you stupid?!"

"Come back now, and I'll arrange resources for you right away. Endorsements or variety shows, I can fight for whatever you want!"

Listening to these words, Lu Li's mouth twitched slightly without any expression.

"Sister Wang, I've heard enough of what you've said."

"You..."

"I've signed with the company for several years, and I've run around for several years, leaving early and returning late, working myself to death, but the money I finally get into my hands is completely disproportionate."

"Do you dare to guarantee that my split is reasonable?"

"Besides, every time you say, hold on a little longer, we'll take off soon, we'll hit it big soon. And the result? Did we take off? Did we hit it big?"

Lu Li's voice was calm beyond belief.

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment.

Sister Wang's voice softened a bit, carrying a hint of cajoling.

"Lu Li, you know how the entertainment industry is. It requires endurance and waiting."

"You've finally gained a little popularity, it's such a pity to give up now."

"Come back, I guarantee that this time we will definitely hit it big."

Lu Li leaned against the sofa, staring at the ceiling, his expression unchanged.

"Sister Wang, you don't need to say anymore, my mind is made up."

"You..."

"At that time, I will have a lawyer contact you to handle the termination of the contract."

Lu Li's tone remained calm, leaving no room for discussion.

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, clearly realizing that no matter how she persuaded him, Lu Li would remain unmoved.

The next second, Sister Wang's attitude changed noticeably.

"You can terminate the contract, but the copyrights to those few songs must be left to the company."

The corners of Lu Li's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes grew a few degrees colder.

"What did you say?"

"I said, you can terminate the contract, but the copyrights to those songs, little dimples, actor, and the ordinary road, must belong to the company."

Sister Wang's tone was devoid of emotion.

"Otherwise, don't even think about leaving."

Hearing this, Lu Li couldn't even help laughing, which seemed exceptionally sarcastic.

"Sister Wang, are you not even pretending anymore?"

"I am merely stating facts."

Sister Wang's voice had no fluctuations.

"Alright, if you do this, then I won't have any psychological burden either. I'm going to terminate the contract, and I just won't give you the copyrights to the songs."

Lu Li nodded, his tone suddenly becoming relaxed.

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds.

Then, Sister Wang's voice came through the earpiece, icy cold, carrying a hint of mockery.

"It seems you still haven't realized your situation. Fine, you don't have to give the copyrights, but as for the liquidated damages for terminating the contract—ten million—handle it yourself."

As soon as the voice fell, the call was disconnected.

Lu Li took the phone away from his ear, lowered his head to look at the string of unfamiliar numbers on the screen, and fell silent for a long time.

Then he tossed the phone onto the sofa, leaned his entire body backward, and closed his eyes.

Ten million.

Good grief.

Before transmigrating, he worked himself to death to earn around a hundred thousand a year, and the original body earned tens of thousands a year.

And now the liquidated damages are ten million? They really dare to ask for it.

Lu Li opened his eyes, his brain spinning rapidly.

He definitely couldn't afford ten million in liquidated damages, but it was also impossible for him to give the copyrights of those songs to the company.

If he gave them out, not only would he lose his trump cards, but he would also be met with even more naked exploitation. He'd have to be sick in the head to do such a thing.

Lu Li took a deep breath and slowly let it out.

It was indeed a bit impulsive; after all, terminating the contract was much more troublesome than he had expected.

But troublesome as it was, he had never regretted it.

Not only because of his desire to slack off, but more importantly, how could he possibly continue with a company whose profit-sharing ratio was extremely unreasonable.

Take this dating reality show for example. Although he was cheap, the Program Team still gave an invitation fee of fifty thousand yuan.

But as for what actually reached his hands, getting five thousand yuan would be considered not bad; the company took at least ninety percent.

The more Lu Li thought about it right now, the angrier he got, and the angrier he got, the more he thought about it.

Being worth fifty thousand before going on the show was one thing, but ending up with less than five thousand in hand—it really brings tears to one's eyes, folks.

Fortunately, Director Zhou's side would soon wire five million, but the pity was that it was still half the distance away from ten million.

Lu Li picked up his phone, pulled out Director Zhou's number from just now, hesitated for a moment, and then backed out.

Forget it, turning to Director Zhou for a turnover would definitely be no problem; he would certainly do this kind of sure-win business.

But this guy was also an old fox with too many tricks up his sleeve, and Lu Li didn't really want to deal with him; otherwise, he might step into a trap if he wasn't careful.

Soon, he flipped through WeChat again, his fingers swiping across the screen a few times, and finally stopped on a name.

Shen Qingxue.

He looked at that name, stared at that adorable kitten avatar, and froze for several seconds.

Then he turned off the phone screen and tossed it aside.

Forget it.

They had only known each other for a few days to begin with, and asking someone for help right after parting ways—whether she would help was still a question, especially since five million still needed to be made up.

Lu Li lay back down on the sofa in a daze.

Lying there, he suddenly stood up abruptly, his body arching backward and then forward in anger, shouting helplessly at the top of his lungs.

"What a sin!!!"

After a moment, Lu Li recovered, lay back down, and buried his face into the sofa cushion.

Forget it.

When in doubt, take a nap first, and talk about whatever happens tomorrow.

After all, heaven never cuts off all paths for a person, willow trees and bright flowers will lead to another village, the cart will surely clear the bridge when it reaches it, and the boat will naturally find a way through when it reaches the pier.

Isn't it just ten million? Could it possibly turn the world upside down?

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