After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Even though Lan Qingqing was so tired that she could barely lift her arms.

But when faced with the "God of Wealth" in front of him, he still tried his best to raise his smiling muscles and squeeze out a slightly fawning smile.

"Hehe, business at the store is alright, isn't it?"

"Perhaps because of winning the competition, there have been significantly more unfamiliar customers coming to visit our coffee shop recently than before."

The band's lead singer took off his sunglasses, looking like a leader conducting an inspection, and nodded slightly.

"Hmm, it seems that using competitions for publicity is indeed effective."

He also carried a guitar on his back, and as he followed Lan Qingqing inside, he frequently glanced at the direction where the crowd was gathered not far away.

Lan Qingqing noticed that the band's lead singer's guitar case looked like a custom-made one.

Not only are the materials exquisite and the workmanship meticulous, but there are even beautiful embroidered patterns on it, making it comparable to the designer bags carried by female celebrities.

Unlike Lin Feng, whose guitar bag was frayed at the edges and whose widened and thickened shoulder straps looked almost worn and aged, he was clearly very frugal.

When the band's lead singer entered, a song had just ended, and Lin Feng took the opportunity to drink water and choose the next song to sing.

When the lead singer, carrying his guitar bag, walked to the bar, Lan Qingqing had already taken two quick steps and specially cleared out a chair for him from behind the bar.

"Please sit down!"

"What would you like to drink?" Lan Qingqing asked considerately.

The other person waved his hand, took out a water bottle from his bag, and started drinking.

As he drank, he pointed to the distance.

"Boss Lan, that guy over there singing with a guitar, could he be the singer who collaborates with your coffee shop?"

Behind the bar, Lan Yujuan nodded with a faint smile, "Yes, it's him."

"He's very talented at writing lyrics and composing music, and he sings well too."

"I believe that it won't be long before he makes a name for himself through his talent and ability!"

The band's lead singer wiped his mouth, shrugged, and smiled. "That's not necessarily true."

"To stand out from the crowd, talent and ability alone are not enough."

"Most importantly, it depends on luck."

"I knew there was a singer who was a first-rate lyricist and composer, but he was not good-looking and had never been very lucky."

"He's been in the industry for so many years and has written a lot of songs, but very few people know his name."

Lan Yujuan was stunned when she heard this, and unconsciously looked up at the distance.

How come the person the band's lead singer is talking about has such a similar experience to Lin Feng?

However, the one the other party was referring to was probably not Lin Feng.

One of them is a top rock band member in Beijing and a nationally renowned original singer; the other is just a wandering artist who makes a living by performing and singing in various corners of cities in southern Hunan.

They shouldn't have any connection.

Just then, the sound of a guitar drifted in, beginning the prelude to another song.

The lead singer, who was just acting superior and ready to watch the excitement unfold, suddenly couldn't hold back after hearing the guitar intro.

His face also showed an exceptionally solemn expression.

"The singer in your shop plays the guitar quite well."

The further the intro played, the more moved the band's lead singer became.

When Lin Feng sang the first line, the band's lead singer finally couldn't sit still any longer.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't this our band's new song that we're preparing to release? How come he knows how to sing it?"

The band's lead singer slammed his hand on the bar with a loud "Bang!" and then jumped to his feet, angrily saying:

"Where did this thief come from!"

"Did you write this song? How dare you sing it so carelessly?"

Although most of the band's songs are nominally labeled as original works.

In reality, these were all secretly purchased by agents from other original singers at great expense.

Even before their new song has been released, other unknown singers have already started singing it in the small cafes outside.

If this is recorded on video and accidentally uploaded online, it will leave evidence.

If they release new songs in the future and claim they are original, that claim won't hold water.

The objects on the solid wood slab of the bar counter were shaken and bounced off the table.

Before the band's lead singer could even get a response from the singer in front of him, his hands were already numb from the vibrations.

"Ouch~, that really hurts."

He bent down and covered his face with his hands. After a few seconds, a mask of pain appeared on his face.

"What's going on? Who was that who just spoke?"

"He looks like he just came in. He's driving a Lamborghini and carrying a guitar. I guess he's a singer too."

"The intro to this song is quite nice, can't we really continue singing?"

The customers, who were just immersed in the music and ready to continue listening, started whispering among themselves.

"This song is mine; I wrote both the lyrics and the music, so of course I can sing it."

Not far away, Lin Feng picked up the microphone and gave a brief reply towards the bar.

"Sir, if you're here for coffee or music, please keep quiet and don't disturb others."

After saying that, Lin Feng's fingers plucked the strings again, and a naturally melodious tune flowed from his fingertips.

The band's lead singer, his face cold, grabbed his guitar and pushed his way through the crowd to the very front, saying without any politeness:

"You said that song you just sang was your original composition. What proof do you have?"

Lin Feng looked up at the sound and was immediately stunned.

His expression flickered slightly, and he recognized the lead singer in front of him at a glance.

But it was clear that the other party might have heard of the name "Lin Feng," but had never seen him before.

She had no idea that the man in front of her was Lin Feng, with whom her band had a long-term collaboration.

Lin Feng stared at the other person for a while, then chuckled softly:

"I sing my own songs, I sing them when I want to, why do I need any evidence?"

"However, if you insist that the intro I just played clashes with your upcoming new song, then I can choose not to sing it today and instead sing another song."

Although the other party did not recognize him, she was, after all, his sugar daddy. Lin Feng was singing at the coffee shop for the first time and did not want to cause trouble for Lan Yujuan.

Therefore, I thought I should take the initiative to back down first.

Unfortunately, the other party seemed to have seized on his mistake and had no intention of reconciliation or letting go.

"This is clearly a song you stole, and you still dare to call it your original work, singing it whenever you want?"

"So young, yet he resorts to thievery, and he even thinks he's in the right?"

"Believe it or not, I'll hire a lawyer to sue you and make you pay until you're bankrupt!"