Although Shackley was a greedy businessman, he was at least organized.
Shackley was a greedy businessman.
Chen Zhao was paying for the production and rental of the broadcast time.
This time slot belonged to Chen Zhao, so it was normal that most of the income belonged to Chen Zhao.
The time belonged to Chen Zhao. It was normal that most of the income belonged to Chen Zhao.
It seemed that Chen Zhao had something to ask of them.
In reality, Chen Zhao was the leader.
They weren't the only TV station.
But they were tightly controlled by Chen Zhao.
So, if Shackley dared to make any excessive requests …
Chen Zhao wouldn't be ruthless.
Ignoring everything else, just Chen Zhao's Citibank pressuring them.
They wouldn't be able to breathe.
A media company like SC TV station didn't starve to death, but most of the time, they owed the bank a lot of money.
They were the type that would pay when they had money in one season. If they didn't have money in the next season, they wouldn't pay for now.
The bank's tightening policy was a matter of life and death for them.
Once the bank tightened its policy, they might have to eat dirt for an entire season.
As for whether Chen Zhao had the influence to influence the bank …
No, he definitely could.
Just the manor in front of him, plus the dozens of luxury cars in the garage when he parked the car.
He kept talking about the production cost of millions and tens of millions.
With so much spare money, his assets could definitely be multiplied by a hundred times.
"This is a check for twenty million. Of course, you can't cash it now. You have to wait until the contract is signed," Chen Zhao said. "My lawyer will contact you tomorrow."
"Okay, I understand."
"As for the final production price, I'll refund any overpayment and make up for any shortfall."
"Okay."
"That's it for now," Chen Zhao said.
"I need to go back and do some preparations. I won't disturb you anymore."
"Please."
Then, Chen Zhao contacted Alex and asked her to help draft the contract.
"Chen, I'm your lawyer, not your assistant," Alex said, somewhat annoyed. "So you need to give me extra compensation."
"Isn't my business within your scope?"
"I'm only responsible for giving you legal aid and advice. I can't help you draft the contract or calculate the budget."
"What's the difference?"
"If you have any questions about the contract, or if you need to reconfirm the contract when you sign it, I can help. But if you want me to draft a contract, that's too much."
"But neither of my assistants knows how to do it."
"Don't talk to me about them. Are they your assistants? I think they are more like your nannies. "
Alex was speechless. Chen Zhao had used an assistant as a nanny and a lawyer as an assistant.
"Forget it, I'll introduce you to a legal assistant, a girl."
Chen Zhao thought for a moment and asked, "Other than law, what other services can she provide me?"
"If you're willing to pay a higher salary, you can use her as a babysitter."
"How much is it?"
"She's still an intern who just graduated. Her monthly salary doesn't need to exceed ten thousand dollars."
"10,000 USD? Intern? Is the salary requirement for law graduates that high? "
"No, it's just because she graduated from Harvard and she doesn't mind being a part-time nanny."
"Alright then, when can she report?"
"Anytime."
"Let her sign the contract first." Chen Zhao agreed right away and added another assistant.
Alex was a reliable person, so Chen Zhao trusted her judgment.
After all, Zephra and Portia were indeed not enough for now.
Zefra was fine. She was hardworking enough.
On the other hand, Portia was much more lazy. She worked hard every two days.
If not for the fact that she still owed Chen Zhao a huge sum of money.
Chen Zhao really wanted to make her eat dirt.
The next morning, Portia and Zefra came.
Then, an unfamiliar young girl appeared.
She had waist-length blonde hair and was not tall. She was probably only 160 centimeters.
She looked like she was in her early twenties, but she was actually 25.
She was a rare kind of immaturity among Caucasians.
Chen Zhao had seen her information. Alex had sent it to him last night.
She was a top student from Harvard Law School.
Alex had also said a few more things about her.
Apparently, she owed Alex a huge sum of money.
When she was an intern, she also had three part-time jobs, including being a clerk at a 24-hour convenience store.
Alex knew that she needed money urgently, which was why she dumped her to Chen Zhao.
"You're Navika Lina?"
"Yes, Mr. Chen. Ms. Alex recommended me to come here."
"What did Alex tell you? How much is the salary here?"
"No vacation," Navika Lina said. "If needed, I'll be available 24/7. I can do whatever you need me to do. The weekly salary is $3,500. If I can do this job in half a year, I can ask for a 150% raise."
Chen Zhao thought for a moment. It was much higher than what Alex had told him before.
So, Chen Zhao did not agree immediately.
"Do you know that your current salary request has already exceeded the income of most middle-class families? And you're asking for a 150% raise in half a year? This means that your monthly income will exceed $20,000. Even most lawyers don't earn as much as you do."
"Other than a law degree, I also have a degree in financial management. I'm also the champion of California's women's mixed martial arts competition. I can also be your bodyguard. I also have a racing license, a non-commercial pilot's license, and a diving license. I was also a member of the national shooting team, although I never participated in the Olympics."
Chen Zhao grinned. "So you're pretty good at fighting?"
Navika Lina remembered that when she came in, she saw some fitness equipment scattered in the yard. There were sandbags hanging under the tree poles, as well as wooden dummies. It seemed that her boss was also a fitness and fighting enthusiast.
"Sir, I'm the champion of the women's division. I'm confident that my skills are better than anyone else's, but my skills aren't enough to make up for my weakness. So, if you want to fight with me, I can only make you look bad. I can't guarantee that I can beat you."
Navika Lina's meaning was simple. If a man like you fought with me, I might not win, but I could make your face blossom.
She felt that as long as Chen Zhao had some dignity, he wouldn't ask to fight with her.
"Do you think you can beat her?"
Chen Zhao pointed at Zefra, who was watching TV with Portia.
"Her?" Navika Lina looked at Zefra. The girl looked even younger than her. "Of course, yes."
"Zefra," Chen Zhao called.
When Zefra heard Chen Zhao's call, she was still dumbfounded.
You guys can talk. Why are you talking about me? Don't you know that I've already retired?
"Boss, what's up?"
Chen Zhao looked at Navika and said, "As long as you can beat her, I can give you a 150% raise right now. Of course, if you can't do it, I'll cancel the 150% raise after half a year. How does that sound?" Navika nodded.
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