Soon after, Mao Yingying took Zhong Yiyi to a nearby coffee shop.
"Tell me, what dirt do you have on Miss Liu?"
As soon as she sat down, Mao Yingying got straight to the point and asked.
Before releasing the song to Liu Yanran, she was prepared for Wang Qian to come and confront her, and she had already prepared a countermeasure.
If Wang Qian wants an explanation, she can apologize and pay him a larger sum of money in compensation.
After all, the die is cast, and there's no going back now. Unless Wang Qian is stupid, he shouldn't hold a grudge about it, and nobody would turn down money.
The Liu family has no shortage of money.
Even if Liu Yanran eventually finds out that she plagiarized Wang Qian's song, and the song has already been released, she would probably pay money to avoid further trouble, no matter how angry she is.
Even if we take a step back and assume Wang Qian doesn't accept the apology, she can still act like a rogue.
Just like she told Liu Yanran before, it's normal for art to borrow from each other.
Even if she borrowed from Wang Qian's songs, Wang Qian can't do anything to her.
Of course, it would be best if we could turn big problems into small ones and small problems into nothing.
This is also why she was willing to come to see Zhong Yiyi on her own initiative, rather than wanting Liu Yanran to come along.
If we could resolve the issue of Zhong Yiyi plagiarizing Wang Qian's song through her, that would be ideal.
"Senior, Miss Liu's newly released song shouldn't have been written by her, right?"
Under Mao Yingying's uneasy gaze, Zhong Yiyi indeed brought up the matter.
"Of course, Miss Liu wrote it herself!"
She said, her tone fierce but her voice weak, "It's just borrowing from someone else's song style."
Then she corrected herself, "Don't call me 'senior,' I'm not that old. Just call me Miss Mao."
"Yes, Miss Mao!"
Zhong Yiyi's attitude was quite respectful, and she said, "I came here just to have a proper talk with you about this matter."
"So how do you want to talk about it?" Mao Yingying asked.
"I……"
Zhong Yiyi was at a loss for words.
She decided to come to find Liu Yanran simply out of resentment.
But Mao Yingying vehemently denied plagiarizing Wang Qian's song, and she didn't know what else to say.
"Did Wu Yanping and Wang Qian send you?"
She didn't speak, so Mao Yingying tentatively asked again.
"I came here of my own accord!"
Zhong Yiyi's expression was somewhat complicated. "But Miss Wu also knows."
"Oh? Wu Yanping knows you're here too?"
Mao Yingying frowned slightly and asked again, "Then... what did she say?"
She could ignore Zhong Yiyi, but she had to take Wu Yanping and Wang Qian seriously.
Because the song she plagiarized was written by Wang Qian for Wu Yanping, it would be a big problem for her if either Wu Yanping or Wang Qian came looking for her.
"She first asked me to come and ask Miss Liu why she wanted to release a song written for her by Wang Qian under her own name?"
"You're talking nonsense!"
Mao Yingying denied it again, "I already said it was borrowed, don't get me wrong!"
"Miss Mao, why are you doing this?"
Zhong Yiyi sighed, "Isn't it obvious? No matter how much you deny it, it's useless!"
"Then what do you want?"
Mao Yingying snorted coldly: "Or rather, what do Wang Qian and Wu Yanping want?"
"As I just said, they don't want anything, they just came to ask if this song of Miss Liu's is the one that Wang Qian wrote for Miss Wu before."
"no!"
Mao Yingying said firmly, "No matter how many times you ask, I will not admit it."
She paused, then added, "Wrong. It's not a matter of admitting it or not; it wasn't plagiarism at all, just simple borrowing!"
"Alright, since Miss Mao is unwilling to admit it, there's no need to continue this conversation!"
Zhong Yiyi shook her head in disappointment and got up to leave.
Mao Yingying frowned slightly, and her tone immediately softened, "Wait, let's talk this out. Sit down first!"
"Miss Mao, please speak!" Zhong Yiyi sat back down.
Mao Yingying considered her words carefully and tentatively asked, "Although it's not plagiarism, it still borrowed from the song Wang Qian wrote for Wu Yanping. How about this, if you're really upset, I'll give you some monetary compensation, and then we'll pretend this never happened. What do you think?"
"You have the money to compensate?"
Zhong Yiyi said with a half-smile, "So, you admit that Wang Qian wrote that song?"
"I need to reiterate, it's about drawing inspiration, not..."
"Alright, alright, consider it a reference!"
Before Mao Yingying could finish speaking, Zhong Yiyi interrupted, "Then tell me, how exactly do you want to compensate me? I'll be able to discuss it with Miss Wu when I get back."
"What do you think of this number?"
As she said this, Mao Yingying extended five slender fingers.
"fifty thousand?"
Zhong Yiyi was taken aback.
What are you thinking about?
Mao Yingying rolled her eyes. "I meant five thousand!"
This time it was Zhong Yiyi's turn to roll her eyes.
One song made Liu Yanran an overnight sensation, yet she was only given five thousand?
"Five thousand is not a small amount!"
Mao Yingying patiently explained, "You should know that more and more people are entering the music industry now, and there are also many composers. The copyrights for many songs can be bought for as little as one or two thousand yuan."
"Can those be the same?"
Zhong Yiyi was speechless.
Many songs that are completely made up and have no melody whatsoever can be bought for tens or hundreds of dollars, let alone a thousand or two.
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