Chapter 203 Sky-high liquidated damages
The anger on Song Yang's face has not completely dissipated.
But I also realized that I was a little impulsive just now, and whispered: "Mom, I know, I just can't help but feel angry. Seeing their ugly faces and coming up with such a wicked idea, I couldn't hold it back."
While talking, Song Yang looked up and saw two unfamiliar figures at the door of the ward.
"Who are you?"
Song Yang stood up with a vigilant look on his face and stood in front of the hospital bed, with guarded eyes.
Su Qian and Lu Yao looked at each other and then walked into the ward together.
"I am..."
Su Qian thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Fans of Song Yao."
Originally, Su Qian wanted to say that he was Song Yao's friend, but for a public figure like Song Yao, almost every move he made was under public view.
And as a friend, it was a bit far-fetched that Song Yao had never seen her for several months after her accident.
Mother Song was slightly startled, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in her eyes.
"Turns out he is a fan of Yaoyao."
These days, Song Yao's big fans often come to visit the hospital, and Song's mother doesn't have too many doubts about the identities of Su Qian and Lu Yao.
But Song Yang still stared at them closely.
"Auntie, I just heard you arguing with Song Yao's manager at the door. What happened?" Su Qian asked with concern.
"Oh, that agent is so bullying."
Mother Song sighed helplessly, her eyes turning red again.
Choking with sobs, he told the whole story.
Su Qian and Lu Yao listened to Mother Song's story, with expressions of indignation on their faces from time to time.
"The operations of this brokerage company are indeed disgusting." Su Qian frowned.
"My sister signed a ten-year contract and almost supported the entire company by herself. The kindness she has given to the agency over the years can be considered repaid."
Song Yang's face was full of anger, and he gritted his teeth, "Who knew that the company actually deceived my sister and renewed her contract without her knowledge. Not only did it squeeze my sister hard during her work, but now that something happened, it also wanted to squeeze the last value out of her! ”
"Even if I lose money, I will never do anything to disgrace my sister!"
Song Yang's clenched fists trembled slightly.
Yin-Yang contracts are not uncommon in the industry.
Su Qian also understood why so many seemingly glamorous artists suffered from depression, and couldn't figure it out.
The overlord contract is like a knife on the neck.
If you move, you will die.
If you don't move, you will continue to be squeezed.
It is a huge torture, both physically and mentally.
Su Qian thought for a moment and asked: "If we have to pay liquidated damages, how much will it be?"
"Three hundred million!"
Song Yang almost gritted his silver teeth and said this number.
His eyes were bloodshot with anger, "They are just talking like a lion. This is not a liquidated damages. They are clearly pushing my sister to death!"
When Su Qian and Lu Yao heard this, they couldn't help but take a breath.
Such a huge amount of compensation is not something that even artists in the industry can afford.
Moreover, although Song Yao has made some achievements over the years, the brokerage company has exploited her at every level, and not much money has actually fallen into her pocket.
Most of them have been deducted under various names.
It was used for so-called packaging, publicity and other expenses, and the details of these expenses were never transparent, so Song Yao had no way of knowing what was going on.
"This liquidated damages is so outrageous." Su Qian frowned. High liquidated damages, even if they can be paid.
But I couldn’t swallow this breath.
Su Qian walked over slowly and looked at Song Yao's peaceful sleeping face. Even without the makeup, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
"The breathing is steady and the pulse is normal. Sure enough, he is still alive." Su Qian thought to herself.
I originally planned to take a photo and send it to Song Yao.
But it suddenly occurred to her that she was running a live broadcast at the moment, and Song Yao could see it at a glance.
Su Qian started a live broadcast, and everyone in the group could see it.
However, other people did not turn on their cameras and could only send messages in the group.
Xia Mengmeng (cannon fodder for cultivating immortals): "Wow, sister Song Yao, you look so good!!! I want to post it."
Jiang Xiaoyu (Survival in the End of the World): "Mengmeng, put away your harrassment."
Xia Mengmeng (Cultivation Cannon Fodder): "People can't help themselves when they see a beautiful sister. Sister Song Yao, can you give me an autograph?"
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Song Yao, who was far away in the war plane, had an embarrassed look on her face.
Song Yao (War Plane): "Mengmeng, when the situation here gets better, I will definitely sign it for you."
Xia Mengmeng happily sent a string of 'hee hee' emoticons.
"It is now certain that Song Yao is not dead, but her soul has traveled to the war plane."
Su Qian posted a message in the group, "Brother Li, do you have any idea? @李伊(王安王)."
Li Yi (King of Hell in the Underworld): "I have checked a lot of files in the Underworld these past two days and made some small discoveries."
Hearing what Li Yi said, Su Qian felt happy.
Even Song Yao stared at the chat interface nervously.
Li Yi (King of Hell in the Underworld): "There have been very few cases recorded. It is said that after the human soul leaves the body, as long as the body is still alive, under some special opportunities and coincidences, it is possible to return to its place and revive people. ”
Li Yi (King of Hell in the Underworld): "Although this may not be completely consistent with your situation, it is still a reference direction. I am still digging deeper."
Su Qian communicates with everyone in the chat group.
But in the eyes of Song's mother and others, Su Qian was staring at Song Yao in the hospital bed in a daze.
"Girl, what's wrong?"
Mother Song looked at Su Qian's dazed look, her eyes full of doubts, and couldn't help but ask softly.
Only then did Su Qian come back to her senses.
A slightly embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and he quickly said: "Auntie, it's okay."
"I'm just thinking, with Song Yao's current situation, hospitalization can't solve the problem. Why not let her go home?"
As Su Qian spoke, she looked at Song Yao on the hospital bed, "A familiar environment can help her relax more, and maybe it will help her regain consciousness."
The main thing is that if Li Yi finds a way to revive Song Yao, it will be difficult for Su Qian to implement it in the hospital.
On the contrary, it is easy to be regarded as a magic stick.
After hearing this, Mrs. Song's eyes flashed with hesitation.
He sighed softly and said: "Girl, what you said makes some sense, but I'm still worried. There are doctors and nurses in the hospital who can take care of me at any time. If there is any emergency, we can treat her immediately."
"After returning home, we are not professionals after all. What should we do if something happens?"
Mother Song's worries are not unreasonable.
But Su Qian knew that Song Yao was not an ordinary 'vegetative'. She had a displaced soul. It was useless to rely on current hospital technology and calls from relatives.
"Mom, I think what this sister said makes sense."
Song Yang said with a serious face, "My sister has not woken up even after being treated in the hospital for so long. Maybe a change of environment can really make a difference."
When Song's mother heard this, she was slightly moved and agreed to the request to hospitalize Song Yao.