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

President Park's smile froze, and his fawning expression just moments before vanished.

He quickly pulled out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and frantically wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"No, no, no, Mr. Jiang, you've misunderstood. We'll accept the 100 million yuan licensing fee!"

"Well... for this resident music director job, we'd like to go with a long-term contract, since there will be many more opportunities to work together in the future..."

"Long-term cooperation price?" Song Yuqi laughed in exasperation.

She took a step forward, shielding Jiang Che behind her, staring at her boss as if she were instinctively protecting him in her own territory.

"President, you're buying groceries and you're talking about packing them up? I suggest you do some research before you speak, like what Jiang Che's status is in the Chinese entertainment industry."

Deng Chaole, standing behind Chen He, spoke up, nudging him with his elbow and saying in a low voice, "See? She's not even married yet, and her elbow has already swung to the Huangpu River."

Chen He stroked his chin in deep agreement, "That's ruthless. She's deliberately sabotaging her own boss. This girl has potential."

Lu Han held up her phone, the camera pointed at President Park's ever-changing face, and almost burst out laughing.

Jiang Che looked at the slender figure blocking his way.

This girl, her eyes were red from crying on stage just now, but now she's talking back to her boss with a lot of energy.

He reached out and gently tugged at her. "Alright, I'm just a lousy songwriter, don't overpraise me."

President Park was left red-faced by Song Yuqi's barrage of criticism, and was just about to use Jiang Che's words to find a way to save face.

Suddenly, a series of chaotic footsteps came from the other end of the passage.

Several tall, burly South Korean bodyguards in black suits led the way, followed by three middle-aged men in suits, panting heavily.

The group walked extremely fast, their leather shoes making a rapid thud on the tiles, creating an atmosphere of intense, almost oppressive, sense of negotiation.

The scene was terrifying. Song Yuqi's manager, Sister Ping, turned around and her legs went weak.

"My goodness..." Sister Ping grabbed Song Yuqi's sleeve, her voice trembling.

"Yuqi, am I seeing things? SM's CEO Lee, YG's CEO Kim, and JYP's Director Choi... why are they all here?"

Song Yuqi was stunned.

These three are practically half of the South Korean entertainment industry!

Any one of them could be a big shot in Seoul, and the entire entertainment industry would tremble if they stomped their feet.

Normally, a boss of this caliber would never personally come to the backstage of a music show; you have to make an appointment months in advance just to see them.

President Park was so frightened he looked like a quail, quickly stepping aside, his back almost bent at a ninety-degree angle, stammering as he prepared to greet him, "President Lee, what's wrong...?"

The three big shots didn't even glance at President Park, shoving him past as if he were air, and pounced straight at Jiang Che.

At the front, SM CEO Lee shoved aside the bodyguard blocking his way, his face flushed with excitement, and spoke in Mandarin with a slight Northeastern accent.

"Teacher Jiang! I've finally caught you! Why didn't you let me know you were coming to Seoul? I could have sent a private jet to pick you up!"

YG's CEO, Kim, wasn't to be outdone. He pulled a thick document from his briefcase and slammed it onto the worktable next to him.

"Producer Jiang, YG will always remember the kindness you showed us with that song 'BANG BANG BANG' back then!"

We heard you appeared on Mnet today, so we drafted a contract overnight.

"Take a look! If you're willing to produce the title track for our new girl group, you can decide the revenue share!"

JYP's Director Choi went even further, pushing aside the other two and pulling out a black card from his pocket, handing it over with both hands.

"Teacher Jiang, don't listen to them! The 'Nobody' you wrote for us back then was a global hit and kept the company afloat!"

Later, when the Chinese and Korean music trends clashed, you stopped accepting orders for Korean songs, and there was nothing we could do about it.

The winds have changed now. Just ask, and JYP's doors will always be open for you! Take this card and use it however you like!

The passageway fell silent.

All that could be heard was the whooshing sound of the exhaust fan.

Even the older brothers of the Five Hahs were dumbfounded.

Wang Mian's mouth was agape, and he almost forgot to close it.

He turned to look at Lu Han, "Brother Lu, did I hear that right? 'BANG BANG BANG' and 'Nobody'... were those lyrics written by Lyricist Ye?"

Lu Han swallowed hard, almost dropping her phone.

"That hit song that dominated the Korean music charts for two whole years... I thought it was written by some reclusive Korean genius. Just how much has this guy been hiding from us?!"

Deng Chao pinched his thigh, wincing in pain. "My God, this isn't a songwriter, this is a living money-printing machine! People are practically begging him to spend money!"

President Park, squeezed into a corner, was too exhausted to even wipe his sweat. He pressed himself against the wall, not daring to make a sound.

He was just trying to negotiate a lower price with a top-tier expert like that?

The three giants came with empty promises and black cards to poach him, and he still had the audacity to ask them to work for a "package deal".

If this gets out, he might as well quit the entertainment industry in Seoul.

Song Yuqi was also stunned.

She knew Jiang Cheniu, and knew that he was a top producer in China.

But she never expected that Jiang Che was such a deified figure in the eyes of South Korean capital!

Even the CEOs of SM and YG Entertainment have to bow and scrape before calling him Teacher Jiang.

Just how many cards does this man still have up his sleeve?

Jiang Che was surrounded by three bosses, listening to their cacophony of arguments about poaching him, which gave him a headache.

He picked at his ear impatiently, showing no intention of accepting the contract or the black card.

"Gentlemen, there's no need for catching up."

The three CEOs, who had just been arguing heatedly, immediately fell silent.

"I stopped writing Korean songs a long time ago, and I'm not in Seoul today to discuss business."

The three big shots looked at each other in bewilderment.

SM's CEO, Lee, grew anxious, rubbing his hands together as he asked, "Then why did you fly all this way here without even saying hello? Is that...?"

Jiang Che turned his head.

His gaze passed over the several bigwigs and landed on Song Yuqi, who was still in a daze to the side.

He strode past the pile of lucrative contracts and checks that had been handed to him, and walked up to her.

In front of the three giants, the five members of the Five Ha, and the stunned President Park, Jiang Che reached out and naturally grabbed Song Yuqi's wrist.

"I'm here to help Yuqi, and I don't have any other plans for the time being," he paused for a moment, "After all, she cried so badly on stage just now, she needs to eat some meat to make up for it, otherwise people back home will think I'm abusing her."

Song Yuqi's heart was racing from his actions, and she hadn't even warmed up the feeling of being favored by him as if he were the whole world when she heard the last half of his sentence, and her emotions shattered on the spot.

"You're the one who cries ugly! Your whole family cries ugly!"

Song Yuqi's cheeks flushed red, and in a fit of embarrassment and anger, she raised her Martin boots to step on Jiang Che's shoes.

Jiang Che deftly dodged to the side, then forcefully pulled her to his side, holding her wrist tightly.

"Alright, stop fooling around, I'm starving."

The three giants stood there, watching the two flirt and exchanging shocked glances.

They are the most astute of people; how could they not see the atmosphere between the two?

Jiang Che, who doesn't even care about exorbitant copyright fees, actually flew all the way to Seoul for a girl group member and even went on stage to sing a duet to support her.

SM CEO Lee was the first to react.

His gaze swept over Jiang Che and Song Yuqi's clasped hands, then suddenly turned and stared at President Park, who was practically petrified in the corner.

The expression on President Li's face changed from the politeness he showed when facing Jiang Che to the sharpness of a capitalist eyeing his prey.

"President Park, right?" President Lee strode over, patted President Park on the shoulder, his eyes burning with enthusiasm. "Is your company considering being acquired? Name your price."

Upon hearing this, YG's representative Kim immediately became anxious and rushed over to push aside President Lee.

"President Park, don't listen to him! YG is offering double! As long as you're willing to negotiate, you can name your terms, including any future cooperation rights for Yuqi!"