In the dressing room.
Madoka was surrounded by several makeup artists asking about her situation.
"How's it going, Xiao Yuan? Did Teacher Mu give you a contract?"
"Yeah, she said she'd go find the director and ask, but it's been a whole day and a night, and you still don't believe me?"
"Don't get high with your mouth."
Xiao Yuan originally didn't want to be so public to avoid being jealous, but when she heard that they misunderstood Mu Qingli, she became anxious and hurriedly explained: "Teacher Mu has already given me the contract, and she really didn't lie to us."
"Oh my god, is it true? Twenty thousand a month? Have you written it clearly?"
"It's written clearly." Xiao Yuan nodded desperately. Not only was the salary written clearly, but the probation period was only one month, and the benefits were five insurances and one fund. It couldn't be better.
"Oh my god, I envy you so much, Madoka." The makeup artists' eyes turned red with envy.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Kong Yami said anxiously: "Xiaoyuan, did you give the contract to Mu Qingli?"
"Ah, not yet, what's wrong?" Xiao Yuan asked confusedly.
"You, come with me." Kong Yami looked like he didn't want to say more in front of others, and pulled Xiao Yuan out of the dressing room.
This scene makes people think a lot.
"Is there something wrong with the contract?"
"I think it must be so. Who would really spend 20,000 yuan to hire a junior makeup artist like Madoka." Someone said bitterly.
The others nodded in agreement.
Naturally, they don't hope that Madoka can really earn 20,000 yuan a month. She is a makeup artist. Why is she so lucky?
——
Xiao Yuan, who was pulled by Kong Ya into the unmanned utility room, was shocked after hearing what she said.
"You said there was a trap in Teacher Mu's contract?"
"Yes, I asked my lawyer for you, and he said it's hard to say whether you will get the money after signing this contract, but you will definitely be fined if you want to leave." As she said that, Kong Yami handed over the ppt that the lawyer made up for her. Open it and show it to Madoka.
The ppt is Madoka's contract page. Several terms are outlined in eye-catching red and marked with a huge X, which visually makes people's hearts skip a beat.
Add the explanation next to it, this clause is blah blah, that clause is blah blah.
There were five clauses in a row, and in summary, Madoka had to sign, and she was destined to be sucked. The contract was full of pits, huge pits.
Xiao Yuan's face turned pale. She had just entered the workplace and was a novice. She also heard from Kong Yami that the lawyer had something wrong with her.
I immediately believed it.
But she still had some sense, or maybe she just felt something was wrong, "I, I'm going to ask Teacher Mu. If there is a problem with the contract, I think it can be modified."
"You are stupid. Will the person who tricked you tell you that it was a trick? Let me call you my lawyer and you can ask her directly."
Kong Yami couldn't help but dial the lawyer's phone number and put it into Xiao Yuan's hand.
Xiao Yuan was forced to answer the phone, and the lawyer on the other side told her in a serious tone: "You can't sign it. This contract seems to have excellent benefits, but in fact it is full of pitfalls. The most important thing is that it restricts your personal freedom. You can believe it or not. Go to Baidu to find out what a non-compete clause is.”
Madoka searched for the non-compete clause according to the lawyer's instructions. He said that once he stopped working here, he could no longer engage in the makeup industry.
"Does it mean I can't resign?"
Kong Yami hugged her chest: "Okay, but after resigning, you won't be able to do makeup in the future. Think about it for yourself whether the 20,000 yuan is worth your entire career. I think you also love makeup. .”
Of course Madoka loves it, otherwise she wouldn't be working on the set. The make-up artist on the set is the most hard-working person with little money and many things to do, and she often can't go home for two months.
If it weren't for her love, she wouldn't be here.
Madoka held the phone and murmured uneasily: "Here, what should we do? I have signed the contract."
"You haven't given her the contract yet, so just refuse it." Kong Yami gave her an idea.
Xiao Yuan's face turned pale: "Is this okay? If I don't sign, won't Teacher Mu be angry? What if I get angry and I can't stay on the set anymore?"
"What right does she have to be angry? If she is going to be angry, you directly expose the problem with her contract and see who will be unlucky." Kong Yami kept brainwashing.
…
Six p.m.
After the crew got off work, Mu Qingli returned to the dressing room but did not find Madoka.
She didn't pay much attention. She found makeup remover to simply remove her makeup and changed into her regular clothes.
At this moment, Lu Guang came in a hurry: "Xiao Yuan is not here?"
"Huh? I didn't see her, what's wrong?"
"She's on WeChat..." Lu Guang was about to speak when his eyes glanced at Kong Yami who was clearly eavesdropping across from him. He immediately fell silent and handed his phone to Mu Qingli to look at.
Mu Qingli took it and glanced at it. On the WeChat interface, it was a message from Xiao Yuan saying sorry, saying that after much thought, she felt that she was not worthy of such a high salary of 20,000 yuan, so she decided not to sign.
This was completely different from the joy she felt when she got the contract in the morning. Someone obviously said something to her.
Mu Qingli raised her eyes and looked at Kong Yami, who had been peeking at her. The latter noticed her gaze and immediately looked away and looked elsewhere.
There were several makeup artists around, and Mu Qingli also noticed that their expressions were not right.
Mu Qingli put down her phone, dug out a bunch of bee cream, and wiped it gently.
After writing down his feelings, he told Lu Guang, packed his things and returned to the hotel.
Kong Yami looked at her back, and after the others left, she sneered: "It's so unlucky for Xiao Yuan to meet such a weirdo."
Other makeup artists immediately gathered around and gossiped: "Teacher Kong, what happened?"
"Yes, yes, is there something wrong with the contract?"
"Tsk, tsk, Mu Qingli has no intention of signing Xiaoyuan..." Kong Yami started to talk nonsense.
*
Outside the crew.
Mu Qingli made a voice call to Xiao Yuan, and when the ringtone was about to hang up automatically, she answered the call.
"Xiaoyuan, are you dissatisfied with anything about the contract?" Mu Qingli got straight to the point.
On the other end of the phone, Madoka was silent.
Mu Qingli said as she walked, with a lazy and casual tone: "I don't know who you listened to to make this decision, but I am very optimistic about you. I am serious about hiring you for 20,000 yuan, and I don't think you are unworthy."
"If you think there is anything wrong with the contract, you can point it out. Of course, if you don't believe me, you can also ask a professional lawyer to ask."
After a pause, she added: "It's better to find someone you trust, rather than someone else."
Xiao Yuan heard that Mu Qingli was saying that Kong Yami deliberately bribed the lawyer to talk nonsense.
She finally said: "Okay, okay."
"Okay, then I'll wait for your news." Mu Qingli frowned and hung up the phone.
Lu Guang on the side was puzzled: "Why are you so nice to this little makeup artist? She stopped signing the contract after being instigated by others. She is obviously a loser."
"She is only in her early twenties and is just a newbie in the workplace. It is normal for her to be cheated." Mu Qingli's tone was full of kindness.
And it was obvious that someone was behind it, either Kong Yami or Yun Xinyue. No matter who it was, she would not let things go their way.
The value of Madoka alone is worth saving for her one more time.
Lu Guang: "...You are talking as if you are old, you are only nineteen!"
Mu Qingli was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Although I am young, I have been working in the workplace for three years longer than her. I can be considered a senior after all."
She changed the subject:
"Stop talking about this, let's connect with Bee tonight?"
