The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old - Chapter 52-2

Wang Hongru nervously said, “If the sales are good, the price will go up later on.”

Xia Yu shook his head and placed the contract back on the table. He disagreed, “Firstly, six hours of shooting time is too much. Yaya is only three years old and can’t handle such a heavy workload. Secondly, this price is lower than the market rate. Although I’m not in the modeling industry, we are all in the same circle, and the Childlike Heart Home is a big brand. We can’t lower the price just because our Yaya has no experience.”

Xia Yu smiled, “I may not be in the modeling industry, but I know enough about it. As for the price, let’s say $1,000 for three hours of work.”

Wang Hongru’s breathing hitched.

“This is not a joke. They only invited a slightly famous internet celebrity for this price.”

Wang Hongru glanced at Ye Ya. The little girl was indeed cute and lovely, but…

“Also, it doesn’t mention the percentage of online sales on here,” Xia Yu easily found a loophole, “Let’s just make it 3% of the daily online sales, is that reasonable?”

Compared to the live sales of cosmetics and women’s clothing, the sales ability of children’s clothing was relatively weak, and their previous few live broadcasts did not have ideal sales.

Wang Hongru fell into thought.

Ye Ya’s big watery eyes twinkled, and she suddenly said, “Mister, I want to take care of my brother.”

Wang Hongru was stunned, “You have a brother?”

Before Ye Ya could answer, Xia Qing choked and cried beside him, “Yaya’s brother is sick, and he will die without treatment because we don’t have money.”

“?”

Ye Ya looked at her with a puzzled expression.

“I…” Xia Qing poked Ye Ya’s waist with her hand.

“Mister, please help Yaya. You look so… ” Xia Qing looked at Wang Hongru’s bald head and beer belly, moving her mouth but unable to find the right words, “like a good person.”

Pfft.

Xia Yu almost laughed out loud.

Wang Hongru’s eyes twitched. Did this little girl have to force it so hard to compliment him?

“Mister, Yaya can also perform.” Ye Ya turned around and took out a bamboo board from her bag, jumped off the sofa and walked in front of Wang Hongru, hitting the board in rhythm. “Yaya is three and a half years old, can play the bamboo board and eat by herself; it’s all because dad was not capable enough, and had to go perform on the streets.”

Da da da, da da da, da da da da da.

In a short period of time, Ye Ya played the bamboo board skillfully, tapping her hands so that it felt like she was creating music from heaven.

Not only Wang Hongyu was stunned, but even Xia Yu next to him was shocked.

“The little girl performed so well!”

With a “pa” sound, the door was pushed open, and a casually dressed old man entered while clapping his hands.

Upon seeing the visitor, Wang Hongru’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up: “Why did Mister Cheng come?”

This silver-haired old man was actually the chairman of the Children’s Home, but in name only. The company had long been handed over to his daughter to manage. He happened to pass by today and came in to take a look, but he didn’t expect to see the little girl playing with bamboo boards inside.

When people get old, they tend to like children. Little Ye Ya, who was standing by the sofa holding a bamboo board, looked at the old man with undisguised curiosity. Her cute and silly look made the old man even more kind and gentle.

He stared at the bamboo board for a while, then bent down and asked, “Tell Grandpa, who gave you this bamboo board?”

There was a small mark engraved under the bamboo board, and the old man noticed it right away.

“My teacher gave it to me,” Ye Ya said truthfully.

“Which teacher?”

Ye Ya had a good memory, even though she hadn’t seen that piano teacher for a long time, she still accurately said his name: “Cheng Yuanxin, he taught my brother piano.”

Mister Cheng’s eyes lit up, it was indeed him.

He picked up the contract and looked at it, “Is this the person that Xiao Wang was interested in before?”

Wang Hongru nodded in agreement, repeated the conditions that Xia Yuzhi had mentioned earlier, and then waited quietly for the old man’s answer. He casually threw the contract onto the table and patted Ye Ya’s shoulder, “No good.”

Disappointment flashed in Wang Hongru’s eyes, this kind of requirement was indeed unlikely to be agreed upon. He really liked Ye Ya, otherwise he wouldn’t have waited for so long. It was a pity…

In regret, he heard the old man’s voice again.

“1500 yuan per hour, 4% online profit sharing based on Zhuo Jiasi’s earning. What do you think?” Mister Cheng leaned on his crutch and looked at Xia Yuzhi, who had a stunned expression, “Is that okay with you?”

This…of course it was okay!

Zhuo Kiasi was now a famous online influencer. A little-known amateur girl like Ye Ya being able to be valued the same as her was naturally the best outcome.

Cheng nodded in satisfaction and patted Ye Ya’s head again, “This contract was arranged through my connections, you’d better not reveal it to anyone else to avoid trouble.”

They all understood this principle, so there was no objection.

Ye Ya looked at the bamboo board in her hand and suddenly understood the meaning, she looked up at the old man’s kind face, “Does Grandpa know Mr. Cheng?”

“The little girl is really smart,” he laughed twice. “Cheng Yuanxin is the child of my younger brother’s family, and I watched him grow up.” Their Cheng family had started an art troupe in their early years, famous in the industry for doing Xiangsheng (crosstalk, a type of Chinese comedy) and playing the fast rhythm. Mister Cheng only considered xiangsheng as a hobby and didn’t want to make it his job, so he started his own business and founded the Children’s Home.

However, they never expected that the little model their subordinate had chosen would have a connection with their nephew. If their nephew was willing to give away their bamboo board, he must also like this little girl.

The group discussed in the office for a while, signed the contract, and confirmed the shooting time for tomorrow. Several people left with Mister Cheng and waited for the elevator to leave.