After offending capital, my songs became more and more popular.

Chapter 46 The Body is the Capital of Revolution
The white waves crashing against the shore were made exceptionally bright by the sunlight, and the reflections of the young man's imposing figure on the orange-red sports corridor along the shore were mirrored in the water droplets. Shen Ming'en, while calming his heavy breathing, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The phone in his pocket rang again. Shen Ming'en frowned, took it out, and immediately silenced it.

"Accepting announcements, accepting endorsements... my ass!" Shen Ming'en muttered, grimacing.

You asked Shen Ming'en, "Is it profitable?"

Shen Ming'en would definitely answer, "Then it's definitely necessary to circle them."

No one in this world turns down money. Even if Shen Ming'en were foolish, he wouldn't let money slip by. Don't tell me he already has over ten million in his pocket; nobody thinks they have too much money...

But the problem is, even if you're alive to earn it, you also need to be alive to spend it!
Shen Mingen was very clear that with his current popularity, if the company were to give him endorsements and appearances, the more the better, as he could earn as much money as possible.

The same goes for the other companies that wanted to invite him to cooperate. Shen Ming'en turned into a prison guard and elbowed them all at their respective little cash cows. They would definitely have to rely on Shen Ming'en to recover their losses.

While cooperation and mutual benefit are certainly a win-win situation, it's hard to say whether the body can handle such a continuous work schedule.

As the saying goes, "health is the foundation of everything." Although Shen Ming'en felt that his body and mind were exceptionally sharp after transmigrating, he was still only human. If he worked under such heavy loads, it would be too late if something really happened to him.

"They were cracking down on us like crazy a while ago, and now they're acting like good guys?" Looking at the distant blue sea, Shen Ming'en stretched his neck and chuckled, "Too late!"

Isn't this just a call to shut down labor and capital?
If you're so capable, then go ahead and ban them completely!
Don't be a coward, don't be weak!
Shen Ming'en was very clear about one thing: less than a month ago, those people wanted to kill him and drive him out of the industry.

They don't hold grudges, but Shen Ming'en is vengeful. He simply couldn't bring himself to do something like two people who were each other's fathers' killers one minute and then become each other's godfathers the next.

After finishing his workout, Shen Ming'en went back to the kitchen, heated oil in a wok, and fried an egg. In another pot, he cooked some noodles in clear broth, added a few bok choy leaves, and once cooked, he put them all in a bowl. He poured some of the beef broth he had prepared the night before over it, topped it with a layer of tender and flavorful braised beef brisket, and garnished it with a few garlic sprouts and a few drops of sesame oil for added aroma. A bowl of fragrant beef noodles was ready.

Shen Mingen's figure is just right, neither too fat nor too thin. He exercises for physical health and mental agility, so he doesn't need to lose fat and therefore doesn't resist carbohydrates and pasta.

Staff members occasionally passed by, and their lips twitched as they watched this scene.

When Shen Mingen, this "foodie," returned from the show "Taste of Life," he brought back a huge box of beef. That very night, he braised a pot of beef brisket in a clay pot, and the aroma was so enticing that some of the staff were drooling. Unfortunately, Shen Mingen not only showed no intention of sharing with them, but also acted like he was guarding against thieves, repeatedly saying things like, "What are you looking at? Go eat your 0% natural, all-additive stuff!" which disgusted them...

So, who the hell stole this thing from you?!
As Shen Ming'en slurped his breakfast, his phone, which was lying beside him, started buzzing again. His manager, Ma Ling, had been calling him from several different numbers, and he was getting really annoyed. Reluctantly, Shen Ming'en answered the call.

"What the hell are you doing, you bastard?"

"Shen Ming'en, I'm warning you!" Although Ma Ling on the other end of the phone was very angry, she knew that complaining would only make Shen Ming'en hang up the phone faster, so she went straight to the point: "The company is doing this for your own good. You know your own relationship with those investors. Everyone is giving you a way out. Don't be ungrateful. Don't think we really can't do anything to you!"

Ma Ling is now mentally broken. The company has unilaterally arranged a lot of engagements for Shen Ming'en, many of which would require him to pay a penalty if he didn't go.

Shen Mingen's contract with Ruixing Entertainment does not contain a clause that requires him to attend events if the company accepts them. It is all voluntary on both sides. If the company accepts an event unilaterally, then the company must pay the penalty for breach of contract.

During the meeting this morning, General Manager Lin specifically asked her about this. She felt that Shen Mingen wouldn't be so foolish as to not take the money, so she agreed immediately. Now, if Shen Mingen doesn't go, she will not only be blamed by the company, but may even have to bear some compensation. Tell me, how could Ma Ling not be devastated!
Shen Ming'en was delighted to hear this and said, "I'll go if I want to..."

When he said this, Ma Ling's eyes lit up, thinking that her adoptive father had changed his mind. But Shen Ming'en's next words completely put her mind at ease.

Shen Ming'en: "Here's what you're going to do. Change the contract to 91, I'll take 90% and you take 10%, then I'll go."

Ma Ling: "(艹皿艹)"

"Shen Ming'en, you byd*&%￥#@..." The agent on the other end of the phone was hurling very harsh insults, shouting out a car brand in his anger.

No wonder she was so angry...

Shen Mingen's words clearly showed that he didn't want to go!
His contract with Ruixing Entertainment was a 30/70 split, with him getting 30% and the company 70%, the company taking the lion's share. As for the 91% he mentioned, even a fool could figure it out: he wanted 90% for the company to have 10%!

"Do you think that's possible, Shen Ming'en?" Ma Ling gritted her teeth: "You're dreaming! Don't you know that?!"

And 91? It's already a miracle that you didn't make Hakeem film 91!
"You know it's impossible, right?" Shen Ming'en said, "Then why the hell are you talking nonsense? You're delaying Ni Die's meal... Get lost!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Well, that's another reason why Shen Ming'en didn't go...

The money he works so hard to earn is mostly taken by the company, and the end result is that he works himself to the bone while the company makes a fortune.

They were useless when something went wrong, but when it came to dividing the money, they were all over the place. Shen Ming'en owes them, doesn't he?
I need to make money and get gigs, but not now. I have to terminate my contract with Ruixing Entertainment first.

To be honest, if Shen Ming'en were with Ruixing Entertainment, he would definitely have drafted or revised a contract for him on the spot...

With his current popularity, even 91 Company wouldn't lose out. Many big-name artists in the industry who gradually gain influence in their companies after becoming famous have contracts with 28 or 91. If that's the case, it wouldn't be a bad thing for Shen Ming'en to be busy.

But the question is, will they agree?
In their eyes, Shen Mingen, a sudden internet sensation, has no say whatsoever...

If he doesn't let them manipulate him, they'll probably put even more pressure on him.

However, Shen Ming'en had no regrets...

Those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose; hasn't that been how he always gotten by?
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(End of this chapter)