"Hello, President Chu, there's something I need to discuss with you."
"What is it?"
"You should know Xu Qingqiu, right? She just contacted me saying she wants to request a song from Youmeng, no matter the cost. I didn't dare agree without consulting you first. What do you think we should do?"
Holding the phone, Hou Yichuan spoke lightly, but an excited expression involuntarily appeared on his face, the very picture of a gossipy bystander.
Youmeng! Now, who doesn't know he's a lyrical genius? One album launched him to stardom.
He knew all of Youmeng's song rights were owned by his company, but Chu Tian had previously only mentioned Youmeng as a friend.
But Hou Yichuan didn't believe it. He even suspected at times that Chu Tian himself was Youmeng; unfortunately, he had no proof.
The copyright certificates were always sealed tightly whenever they were delivered, and the signatures on the authorization documents used artistic fonts.
