Huayu 2002, I'm going to dominate the music scene!

The door closed again.

She was left alone in the room.

Gao Yuanyuan sat on the sofa for a while, then struggled to get up. Soon after, she appeared in front of the dressing mirror wrapped in a bathrobe.

The person in the mirror still had a faint flush on their cheeks, whether from the alcohol or the steam in the bathroom, it was hard to tell.

She raised her hand and patted her face, causing her snow-white breasts to ripple with a breathtaking display.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but recall her meeting with Song Mo.

She found that she really enjoyed talking to him.

Don't put on airs, laugh when you want to laugh, say when you want to say.

How can a relationship between two people be so relaxed?

She stroked her long, slender neck and noticed that her face seemed to be getting even redder.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered something.

"Oh dear, I was so busy chatting with him tonight that I completely forgot to ask him how his talks with Ocean Butterflies went!"

What if Ocean Butterflies really doesn't sign him?

Gao Yuanyuan felt a little annoyed, but then she comforted herself, "It's okay, Haidie shouldn't be that blind, he'll definitely do it."

While Gao Yuanyuan was worried about Song Mo, Song Mo didn't think that much about it.

He hummed a song as he returned to his lodgings; running into Gao Yuanyuan today was an unexpected delight.

This future superstar is actually quite easy to get along with; beneath her gentle and delicate appearance lies a surprisingly resilient nature.

Song Mo wasn't worried about Ocean Butterflies at all; it would be best if Ocean Butterflies' affairs could be resolved smoothly.

If it doesn't work out, he can switch companies; he's not going to put all his eggs in one basket anyway.

But the turning point came faster than he had expected.

Two days later, at the Ocean Butterflies office in Beijing.

Bi Xiaoshi was sitting in a chair with a cigarette between his fingers, unlit, just held there. When the door was pushed open, he jumped up.

He asked eagerly, "How is it?"

The person who pushed open the door was Xu Yuan. He had his suit jacket draped over his arm, and sweat was still dripping from his forehead. He looked travel-worn.

He flew back from Singapore overnight on a red-eye flight in economy class, without closing his eyes the entire way.

But at this moment, he couldn't hide the excitement on his face. "It's done! You have no idea how much I had to talk to him. At first, Old Lin wouldn't budge at all."

"I practically dragged him to listen to those three demos, and do you know what he said afterward?"

Bi Xiaoshi readily agreed, asking, "What did you say?"

Old Lin remained silent for a long time, then asked me, puzzled, "Where did you find this person?"

Bi Xiaoshi laughed: "What did you say?"

"I said, 'Sanlitun bars.'" Xu Yuan laughed as well. "Then Lao Lin paused for several seconds before saying, 'Sanlitun is now a place where hidden talents abound.'"

After saying that, the two of them burst into laughter.

Upon learning that Ocean Butterflies Music had relented, Bi Xiaoshi couldn't sit still any longer: "Let's go, let's go to Hard Rock Records right now."

"Hey, hey, hey," Xu Yuan grabbed him, "What's the rush? I haven't finished speaking yet."

"We'll talk about it later. What could be more important than signing someone right now?" Bi Xiaoshi was pulled so hard that she stumbled and turned to glare at him.

Xu Yuan let go of his hand, sighed, and plopped down in the chair.

"Old Lin said he can sign someone, but Song Mo's first album has to be handled by Ocean Butterflies Music Beijing itself. He won't help with that," Xu Yuan said quietly.

After hearing Xu Yuan's words, the joy on Bi Xiaoshi's face faded somewhat.

Lin Qiuli, the soul of Ocean Butterflies Music, is one of the top lyricists and composers in the Chinese music scene.

How many songs has he written? "Crying Sand," "Cut Love," "Listen to the Sea," and this year's A-Du's "Darkness," every single one of them is his work, and every single one is a classic.

What does it mean that he refuses to help?

This means that Song Mo's album, without Lin Qiuli's support, lacks that mature production line of hit songs.

"Why?" Bi Xiaoshi frowned. "Even if JJ Lin wants to choose songs first, we can pick the ones that are left over, right? Old Lin can't be that biased, can he?"

He knew that Lin Qiuli had recently formally accepted JJ Lin as his disciple and was currently focusing all his energy on JJ Lin's debut album. It could be said that Ocean Butterflies Music had put a lot of effort into this most trusted disciple.

Xu Yuan waved his hand, gesturing for him to sit down.

"It's not because of JJ Lin." He poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and said, "Old Lin listened to those three songs and said that this kid is talented, but he also said that this kid is too ambitious."

Bi Xiaoshi remained silent.

"We need to sign a subcontract, and the copyright still belongs to us. We might even have to get involved in the production later." Xu Yuan looked at him. "Old Lin said that over the years, he's seen too many talented young people. Those who are arrogant and conceited rarely go far. Newcomers should have newcomer rules; if those rules are broken, how can we mentor them later?"

Bi Xiaoshi certainly understood this principle, but he also knew that in this circle, if one only relied on bowing one's head, waiting, and enduring, then a genius would never have a chance to rise to prominence.

"What Lao Lin means is," Xu Yuan continued, "to temper his temperament first, to let him know that having talent is a good thing, but it doesn't mean he can have whatever he wants. Letting us handle his first album ourselves is also a way to make him experience some hardship."

Bi Xiaoshi shook his head and scoffed, "Is this meant to make him suffer, or to make us, Yanjing Ocean Butterflies, suffer?"

Wherever there are people, there is a social dynamic, and Ocean Butterflies is no exception. Because of Bi Xiaoshi, Ocean Butterflies Beijing has a strong sense of independence.

This time, Ocean Butterflies Music is trying to force Song Mo to sign with them again, which naturally makes Ocean Butterflies Music very dissatisfied, and this is how they are expressing their dissatisfaction.

Bi Xiaoshi originally hoped that Song Mo's album would be a hit, thus making Yanjing Ocean Butterflies a household name.

But now, things have gotten worse; before anything has even started, their own people are already causing trouble.

Seeing his pale face, Xu Yuan quickly advised, "Those three songs are enough to form the framework of the album. Three hit songs are enough to fill any album. We can find people to write the rest slowly. There are so many musicians in mainland China. We can invite a few suitable songs and we can always put together the album."

Bi Xiaoshi sighed; this was all he could do now.

The two immediately went to Hard Rock Cafe, which had just opened, so Song Mo was naturally not there.

Fortunately, the two had planned ahead and immediately approached Zhu Yingjie, Hard Rock's Chinese manager.

Zhu Yingjie was quite surprised to see the two of them and hesitated before asking, "Oh, Teacher Bi, Teacher Xu, what brings you here today?"

Bi Xiaoshi didn't beat around the bush: "Looking for Song Mo, but he didn't come today?"

"Is Ocean Butterflies really going to sign him?" Zhu Yingjie's mind was in turmoil. He had heard some things about Song Mo and Ocean Butterflies from An Ming, and he had secretly laughed at the kid for being so arrogant.

He put on airs even when a company took a liking to him, and in the end, he lost everything.

Unexpectedly, the tables turned so quickly; Ocean Butterflies really did come back to him.

Xu Yuan nodded, quite excitedly saying, "We will not only sign him, but also release an album for him as soon as possible. I believe he will soon become famous all over the country."

Zhu Yingjie was secretly taken aback by these words, but as a man of status, he knew that such words were just something to be taken with a grain of salt.

But then again, if his bar really does produce a local superstar...

The benefits were obvious, so he didn't hesitate and immediately helped contact Anming.