If that were not the case... if this guy named Jiang Che was not a transmigrator, how could he have registered the copyrights to these songs three years ago?
This time, Ye Beichen was truly panicking. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead as he desperately called out to the system in his heart. "System, system! Get the hell out here! What the hell is going on? Why does this Jiang Che have the copyrights to these songs? Is he a transmigrator or not?"
If it could not give him a reasonable explanation, he was afraid he would be spending the rest of his life behind bars!
"Ding, system is conducting a scan..."
"Scan successful. Ding, Jiang Che is the Young Master of the Jiang Family in Jiangzhou Province. He is a native of this world, not a transmigrator."
"Not a transmigrator? Then how could he have created these songs word for word without a single difference?!"
"Ding, system does not know..."
Ye Beichen: ...
"Mr. Ye Beichen, you are suspected of plagiarizing Warner Music Group's original songs for enormous profit. The evidence is conclusive. We will now place you under arrest according to the law. Please come with us."
The lead officer stepped forward and gave his companions a meaningful look. In an instant, they firmly subdued Ye Beichen.
Although Ye Beichen had successfully awakened his system, his entertainment system was only dedicated to turning him into a global superstar. It had not given him any combat ability. He was just an ordinary person, utterly incapable of resisting the police officers' grappling techniques.
And so, before the countless spectators at the scene, Ye Beichen fell from grace in a single day and was taken away from the concert venue in police custody.
Ye Beichen, meanwhile, remained completely dazed throughout the