I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

Song Yuqi ignored him.

Looking at the sentence on her phone screen, "Copyright fees depend on the company's attitude towards you," she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

While people are still in Lujiazui, the abacus beads have already fallen into the faces of South Korean capitalists.

This is to allow her to establish her authority within the company by wielding her power of speech.

Song Yuqi placed her phone face down on her lap and looked up at the row in front of her.

"President, we've got the song."

President Park suddenly turned around, his eyes gleaming with lust as he stared at her.

"How much? The company will process the financial paperwork immediately and finalize the contract tonight!" President Park rubbed his hands together.

Song Yuqi leaned back, tapping her fingers on her phone case.

"You should have heard of Jiang Che. Almost all of his songs top the charts, and he has also written songs for EXO."

"Is ten million RMB enough? That's already a top-tier producer's asking price in South Korea!"

Song Yuqi almost laughed out of anger.

This is like giving money to a beggar.

She owns company stock herself and knows all too well what these people's bottom line is and their cash flow.

She held up one index finger.

"A small goal."

"Exclusive first performance license, rights to use the music show stage and promotional period. Subsequent streaming revenue sharing, commercial performances, and concert rights will be calculated separately."

The carriage fell silent.

Agent Ping opened her mouth wide, forgetting to utter a sound.

President Park's face turned ashen: "One hundred million? Yuqi, that's outrageous! Even if he's the king of lyrics in China, spending one hundred million on two songs? Those shareholders will skin me alive!"

Song Yuqi did not back down an inch.

"You've seen the buzz over there in China. NetEase Cloud Music and Tencent Music are lining up with huge sums of money, waiting for Jiang Che to give his approval."

"Do you think we made a loss or a gain with this 100 million?"

President Park gritted his teeth, his cheek muscles twitching.

Song Yuqi's current popularity is a gold mine. By leveraging Jiang Che's song to penetrate the Chinese market, the return on investment will far exceed 100 million.

He nodded reluctantly, "Fine! One hundred million it is! Have him send the contract; it must be signed tonight!"

Song Yuqi lowered her head and typed rapidly on the keyboard: [Done. A small goal achieved. Profit sharing will be calculated separately. The contract will be sent to your studio.]

More than 2,000 kilometers away, Lujiazui.

Jiang Che put down his electric guitar, picked up his phone from the center console, and saw a message from Song Yuqi.

He stared at the message several times.

Is this girl crazy?

He told her to use the song to negotiate a higher revenue share, and incidentally, to take a piece of the pie from the Korean company.

Did she directly get a licensing fee of 100 million?

Jiang Che leaned back in his gaming chair and stroked his chin.

Could it be that this lousy company in South Korea treats her too harshly, causing her to take every opportunity to fleece her without leaving her any chance to survive?

Before he could even type, another message popped up on the other end.

Don't look at the screen with that naive, unsophisticated look. I know what you're thinking.

[I've owned company stock, so I'm a small shareholder. The company is paying for this; why should I try to save them money?]

Besides, you're a renowned lyricist; these two songs could easily fetch more than this price anywhere else.

I can't let you lose out, can I? You'll have to pay the maximum copyright fee!

Jiang Che looked at the arrogant text on the screen and shook his head.

This girl is quite adept at keeping accounts.

While others flirt by testing each other, she went and stuffed money from her own company into his pocket.

Not only did they turn their backs on their own family, but they also emptied their mother's family's safe and brought it over.

He smirked, finding this rather amusing.

Several messages popped up at the top of WeChat under the title "Five Ha Bachelors' Singles' Seminar".

Lu Han: [Tickets booked, everyone! Flight at 3 PM the day after tomorrow, direct to Seoul!]

Chen He: [I've already had my wife start packing. Old Deng, has your wife's visa been sorted out yet?]

How about we make a banner that says "Wuha's family is coming to pick up the bride"?

Deng Chao: [You're kidding me. There are a lot of reporters in South Korea. Let's keep a low profile.]

I've already contacted the local tour operator in Seoul to charter two top-of-the-line support trucks to give our Five-Ha Saints some support!

Wang Mian: [Feeling great eating and drinking with the older brothers. @JiangChe, are you really not going?]

Lu Han: [Don't tag him anymore. He's too busy to care about the lives of ordinary people like us. No wonder he's single!]

Jiang Che glanced at the group chat, ignored Lu Han, and directly set the group messages to Do Not Disturb.

Switch back to the chat interface with Song Yuqi.

On the nanny van in Seoul.

Song Yuqi stared at her phone, her fingers hovering over the keyboard for a long time.

She scrolled to the bottom of the group chat and saw the screenshot of the e-ticket that Lu Han had posted, and a wave of jealousy washed over her again.

The older brothers even brought their families to visit the set, and even Wang Mian, that stingy guy, paid for their plane tickets.

But he just wouldn't go.

Are you really that busy?

Can't you even spare a day to fly over and see my debut stage performance?

Weren't we quite adept at holding hands on the beach today?

Song Yuqi hesitated for a moment, then typed a line on the keyboard: 【Lu Ge and the others are coming to Seoul the day after tomorrow, you…】

After typing those words, she stared at them for two seconds, feeling it was too cheap.

Why should I rush to ask him?

Delete it.

Retyped: [My first stage performance starts the night after tomorrow. If you're free...]

No, that's too humiliating.

If he replies "I'm busy," I'll be mortified on the spot.

Deleted again.

She thought angrily: Come or don't come, isn't it better for me to focus on my career? Who cares if you come!

But my fingers wouldn't obey my brain, and they typed a few more words into the input box: "Then you go ahead and do your thing, don't worry about me."

After finishing typing, she stared at the screen, hesitant to click.

Doesn't this sound too much like a complaining woman?

More than 2,000 kilometers away.

Jiang Che sat in his workspace, staring at the constantly flashing message at the top of the chat window: "The other party is typing..."

It flashed and stopped, then flashed again.

For a full five minutes, not even a single punctuation mark was sent.

Jiang Che smiled.

You could practically smell the tension in this girl's heart across the Pacific Ocean.

She wanted him to go, but she was afraid of being rejected and even more afraid of appearing too clingy.

Jiang Che picked up his phone and typed two sentences on the screen.

Do you really want me to come?

[If you'd like, type 1.]

Click to send.