The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 132: Discovering Plagiarism

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Discovering Plagiarism

"Qiqi, don’t drink alone!" Mao Lili picked up the mug and said with a giggle, "Come on, cheers!"

Not far away, in a corner seat, sat four girls.

Coincidentally, after Zhang Yanyan was expelled from school, she also started working part-time at this bar.

But she was responsible for DJing.

Before ten o’clock at night, the light bar featured resident singers performing soft music. After ten, the DJ would take over to liven up the atmosphere with some really hot disco.

It wasn’t her turn to perform yet, so she sat at a table with her former roommates, drinking and chatting merrily.

"Did you guys hear what the next table is talking about? Yaya, our band Mengyin doesn’t have a collaboration with Liu Pei, does it? I hope the collaboration isn’t going to fall through," Tang Xueying said with some worry, even feeling that it was a bit ominous.

"Isn’t He Xiuyan a popular female idol? How can she just be sidelined like that? Even if her personal EP is released, it’ll probably be suppressed."

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Yanyan asked with interest.

Tang Xueying pouted in displeasure, "A few days ago, Rolling Stone Records’ ace agent Liu Pei contacted our Mengyin, saying He Xiuyan was going to release a personal EP, and there was a classical-style song for which they wanted to invite our band to accompany. We thought it was an opportunity for the band to rise to fame, but before the collaboration even started, Liu Pei and He Xiuyan got ditched. I don’t know who they offended."

"Jiang? It wouldn’t be Jiang Man, would it?" Yu Qing, who hadn’t been speaking much, said.

Wen Jingya snorted at the comment, "Are we that afraid of Jiang Man? Why does the mention of the name ’Jiang’ make you think of her?"

Yu Qing laughed awkwardly and didn’t respond.

She had been feeling uneasy lately, thinking that the forum incident wasn’t over.

The man behind Jiang Man was Lu Xingzhou, after all. Would he really let her off so easily?

Could it really be because Fang Yuheng’s hacking skills were superb, and not even the great hackers from Lu’s could find clues, so they didn’t trouble her?

In any case, she felt as if a sharp blade was hanging over her head, ready to fall at any moment.

"Yeah, Qingqing, didn’t Yaya say that? Fang Yuheng wiped the post clean, leaving no trace that it was you," Tang Xueying tried to reassure her, "Just take it as a lesson. Don’t provoke her in the future, and you’ll be fine."

"About the person who took down Liu Pei and He Xiuyan, what do you think, Yaya? Could it be Jiang Man? Does she not want our Mengyin to become popular, so she’s sabotaging from behind?"

"No way," Wen Jingya was confident, "Jiang Man doesn’t have the power to do that. How could she interfere in the entertainment industry? Sure, she has Brother Zhou backing her up, but he’s not idle, is he? He’s not going to spend every day assisting her in everything, right?"

She paused and then added, "The most important thing is, Jiang Man can’t write songs. She’s barely educated. How can she write music without culture?"

"But last time, during the club recruitment, she played the konghou really well! What if she composes music, not lyrics?"

"I still don’t believe it’s her. With her show-off personality, if it really were her, she would have made it known to everyone by now."

"That makes sense." The three girls nodded in agreement, thinking that Wen Jingya’s analysis was very reasonable.

"It’s okay. Later, I’ll ask my sugar daddy to look into it. He’s invested in the entertainment industry and has his ways," Zhang Yanyan raised her eyebrows, a face full of pride.

Tang Xueying couldn’t help showing a look of envy, "It’s so good to have a sugar daddy backing you up. Honestly, I don’t think you should DJ anymore."

"That won’t do. A sugar daddy can’t support me for life. I need my own way to make a living, save some money for myself."

"Yanyan, you really are the voice of reason!" Tang Xueying couldn’t help but say, her words full of envy.

Wen Jingya, however, was disdainful. What was there to envy? Being slept with by an old and ugly man?

...

Two days later, on Monday.

Wen Jingya and Zhang Ziqi received the contract termination from Rolling Stone Records.

The reason for the termination wasn’t made clear; it just mentioned that they would be compensated with 10% of the royalties as a penalty.

Zhang Ziqi opened her banking app and saw the incoming 100,000 yuan. She was so happy she almost jumped up.

She had never thought that making money could be so easy. Just taking a discarded song, making a few changes, and she could pocket 100,000 yuan?

Now the song’s copyright was still in her own hands. She could sell it to Huayin later for 1 million yuan, making an additional 100,000 yuan more than she initially expected.

"Qiqi, is there something happy happening so early in the morning?" Mao Lili walked in, washing basin in hand, and looked at Zhang Ziqi with a gossipy face.

Zhang Ziqi laughed as she told Mao Lili about the breach of contract compensation she received.

Mao Lili was shocked to the point of bulging her eyes out, truly a mix of envy, jealousy, and hatred!

"I’ve submitted another manuscript to Huayin, waiting for their response."

"Qiqi, you’re going to make it big!"

...

Jiang Man was feeling lazy, only opening her eyes after eight.

She decided to skip today’s military training and planned to send a text to Wen Rui later, asking her to get a sick leave note from the instructor.

With that thought in mind, she turned over, intending to continue sleeping.

Just as she was about to close her eyes, her phone vibrated.

She glanced at it, it was a verification message with the remark: Auntie, it’s me, Lu Zhan.

Seeing this message, she twisted her eyebrows, approved the verification, and sent a ’?’.

Lu Zhan: Auntie, I received a submission for a new song today, it seems very much your style, do you have any other aliases?

Jiang Man was confused: Not sure, ask Wu Yingfan.

Lu Zhan: I did, he said he’s not sure either and told me to ask you.

Jiang Man: ...

She rolled her eyes and typed quickly with one hand: No other aliases.

Lu Zhan: Could it be plagiarism, then?

The word ’plagiarism’ made Jiang Man frown, caught somewhat off-guard.

Lu Zhan sent another message: I have perfect pitch, I can usually spot a rip-off after one listen, if you’re free, could you come by Huayin today? The song can’t be leaked, you’ll have to come and listen in person.

Jiang Man: Alright then.

She did a kip-up, got off the bed, slipped on her slippers, and went to the restroom for a quick wash.

Dressed in a comfortable tracksuit, she headed straight for the main door, not planning on having breakfast.

"Young Madam, you haven’t had your breakfast yet." The servant hurriedly followed her.

Jiang Man stopped, intending to say she would just buy something casual outside.

By that time, the servant had already handed her the packed food: "The young master saw you didn’t get up on time and made some conveniently packed breakfast for you to take on the road."

Jiang Man was utterly astonished.

She looked at the glass container which held sandwiches, crepes, and boiled eggs in water.

The servant then handed her a thermos: "And hot milk too."

So caring? So considerate?

For a moment, Jiang Man was taken aback.

What was Lu Xingzhou up to? Making her breakfast with new ideas every day?

"Sure, I’ll take it."

She carried the food out, pulled out her phone, and sent a message to Lu Xingzhou: For the breakfast, thanks.

The reply came almost instantly: You’re welcome.

Jiang Man paused, the tone sounded so official.

She didn’t mind, got into her Mercedes G-Class, and set the navigation for Huayin’s location...

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