The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 124: The Plagiarized Song Was Accepted?

Chapter 124: Chapter 124: The Plagiarized Song Was Accepted?

"Her idol, who?" Jiang Man asked, not too quickly nor slowly, with a hint of chill in her tone.

Wu Yingfan was still engulfed in anger, "He Xiuyan, seems that’s her name, I don’t follow celebrities, I’m not familiar with these goddamn idols. I did a search online, she went to Korea to train and debut, and was the center of a very popular girl group, now she’s gone solo back in China! The problem is, she used to sing primarily jazz with the group, singing and dancing and all, even though Liu Pei initially said he wanted a sweet love song! Fuck, now he’s telling me it doesn’t fit He Xiuyan’s style!"

Jiang Man let Wu Yingfan vent, her face untroubled, "He Xiuyan, it’s her, no wonder then."

"Sister Man, you know her? Got any beef?" Wu Yingfan asked suspiciously, thinking it unlikely, apart from that time Jiang Man had gone to Busan for a medical exchange, she’d never been to Korea again, how could she know that idol girl?

"Can’t say I know her, nor do we have a feud," Jiang Man said indifferently with a sneer, "I’m just really surprised she would be so petty, but then again, it’s not surprising."

Jiang Man switched the phone to her other hand, "If she doesn’t want it, there are plenty who do. Put the word out, 10 million, the song goes to whomever contacts you first, I’m confident it’ll be the hit of the year."

"Alright!" Wu Yingfan had full confidence in the big boss and believed that Jiang Man wasn’t just blindly confident.

If she said the song would be a hit, then it definitely would be, it’s just a matter of who’ll be lucky enough to cling to Sister Man’s coattails.

After Jiang Man hung up the phone, she realized Zhang Ziqi and the others had already walked far ahead.

She quickly followed after them.

Just then, Zhang Ziqi’s phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID and deliberately slowed down, feeling guilty, "You guys go ahead to the cafeteria and grab a table, I need to take this call."

After speaking, she answered the phone, covering her mouth with her hand, whispering, "Hello, hi."

"Is this Miss Zhang Ziqi?" A sincere male voice came from the other end, sounding like that of a man in his forties.

Zhang Ziqi’s heart skipped a beat, sensing something good was about to happen, "Yes, it’s me."

"Congratulations Miss Zhang Ziqi, your song has been picked up by our company. When are you free to come in? Let’s discuss the details of the song and the contract signing and such."

"Wait a second..." Zhang Ziqi was momentarily stunned, not processing the information, "Signing a contract... you mean?"

"Yes," the man’s voice was enthusiastic, "Miss Zhang’s songwriting is truly lively and talented!"

"Then, may I ask how much the royalty fee will be?" Zhang Ziqi timidly inquired.

The man on the other end was taken aback, clearly not expecting her to ask about this over the phone.

Despite his surprise, he replied patiently, "What does Miss Zhang have in mind for the price?"

"I’m a newbie, not really sure... But I won’t sell if the price is too low," Zhang Ziqi haughtily responded, not truly disinclined to sell but looking to bargain for a better deal.

Initially, she thought selling for 100,000 would be good, but now the other side was very interested in the song, and she got a bit greedy, aiming for 500,000!

"1 million, what do you think about that, Miss Zhang? If you’re still unsatisfied, you can come to our company and we can discuss it face-to-face."

"1 million???" Zhang Ziqi swallowed hard, her eyes widening, nearly popping out of her sockets.

She had absolutely no concept of such an astronomical number.

Her mind roared, feeling like it was going to explode.

All she knew was that 1 million was a substantial amount of money, her mother only made 6,000 a month, her father 20,000, together they made 310,000 a year.

So, this one song of hers was making more than what her parents did in three years?

Holy shit!

This is striking it rich! This is definitely striking it rich!

"Sure, but I have military training on weekdays, I’m only free on Saturdays and Sundays."

"Then let’s schedule for Saturday at 10 am, Rolling Stone Records, 20th floor. When you arrive, just ask at the reception and tell them Liu Pei invited you."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ziqi still couldn’t believe it was real.

She tried to count with her fingers, but it seemed she had returned all her math to the teacher; she just couldn’t count up to a million.

"Ahhhhh!" She jumped up and down on the spot, so happy she could fly.

Happiness can’t be hidden, especially when she stumbled upon a windfall.

After getting her meal, Zhang Ziqi found Jiang Man and the others’ spot and sat down, her mouth so uplifted it could hang an oil bottle.

Mao Lili blinked, curiosity written all over her face, "You seem in a good mood after that call, who was it? A boyfriend?"

"What boyfriend, no way," Zhang Ziqi glared at Mao Lili in feigned annoyance.

Mao Lili continued to tease, "If not a man, then what? Hey, could it be that there’s news from Rolling Stone submissions? I saw they announced the results on their official website today."

"Yeah, uh-huh." Zhang Ziqi was so excited she was going crazy, trying hard to contain herself and maintain her calm.

"They really accepted it?" Mao Lili couldn’t believe it, "How much is the copyright fee, can you tell us?"

Zhang Ziqi rarely had such an opportunity to show off, she carefully peeked at Jiang Man and whispered deliberately, "Not much, just 100."

"What? 100 yuan? Are you kidding? Your song is really good! How can they cheat a rookie like that?" Mao Lili indignantly defended her.

Zhang Ziqi hurriedly waved her hand, "Not 100 yuan, but 1 million."

Clatter.

Wen Rui heard this and his chopsticks weren’t held steady, they directly fell onto the table.

Mao Lili was even more shocked, her eyes wide open, her mouth could fit an egg, "100... Ah? 1 million!"

"Right." Zhang Ziqi’s mouth curved upwards, biting her lip fiercely.

With so much money, she didn’t even know how to spend it.

She needed to go get a driver’s license first, and then buy herself a BMW.

Wen Rui felt a bit inferior, originally she thought her monthly salary of ten thousand was pretty good and strong.

But compared to Zhang Ziqi, she realized she was just a frog in a well with limited sight.

"Not bad." Jiang Man had not expected her own song to be rejected by Rolling Stone, while Zhang Ziqi’s was accepted.

However, she didn’t think it was because her own song was poorly written, but that He Xiuyan was deliberately taking revenge.

But what was strange was, why didn’t she take revenge on Zhang Ziqi?

"When I get the copyright fee, I’ll treat you to a big meal, how about a 500 per person Japanese omakase?"

"Yes, yes! I’ve never eaten that before!" Mao Lili shrieked like a gopher.

Wen Rui tugged at the corner of her mouth and nodded, "I haven’t either."

"I’m good with anything," Jiang Man said indifferently.

"So when are you signing the contract with the record company?" Mao Lili asked, eager to satisfy her curiosity.

"Saturday, I’m going to sign on Saturday." Zhang Ziqi squeezed out a smile, her gaze flicked to Jiang Man without a trace.

But soon, she grew bolder.

What is there to be afraid of? Jiang Man couldn’t possibly appear at the signing!