In this great era where money could be picked up everywhere, Xia Luo felt truly happy.
Since Heaven had given me this chance to be reborn, I would definitely take back everything I had lost!
Xia Luo secretly clenched his teeth.
He still brooded over Qiu Ya's tactlessness.
As for the roadblock known as Ding Ling, he had also developed the idea of cutting him down and taking his place.
After some time.
Both sides arrived at the relevant office, then took out their manuscripts and prepared to register them.
General Zhang had already prepared the money.
But the staff member's words left him somewhat dumbfounded.
"These songs of yours were registered a long time ago. Why have you come to register them again?"
"What? What did you say?"
General Zhang wondered if he had heard wrong.
The staff member frowned, repeated himself, and warned, "I don't know where you copied these songs from, but if you use them to make money or publish them, it will constitute infringement. Think it over carefully. Don't break the law."
General Zhang was stunned and instinctively looked toward Xia Luo.
Seeing that Xia Luo looked even more bewildered than he did, he frowned tightly and asked, "Can you find out exactly who wrote these songs?"
"All right."
The staff member listed several names.
There seemed to be names such as Zhou Dong and Xu Dong among them.
General Zhang did not recognize a single one of these people. He determined that they were all obscure little singers, and might not even be singers.
But anyone capable of writing such good songs was certainly a singer with tremendous potential.
He asked for the singers' home addresses.
The staff member casually named a company.
This company?
General Zhang thought hard, and only then remembered the