39: Chapter 39 The Value of an Apology

"You might laugh if I tell you, but some of the songs I used to sing, which I wrote myself, I can't sing anymore. So, regarding copyright..."

Zi Qi wanted to argue a bit more, but then she suddenly realized—Chen Shaoping's answer was "Yes"!

She excitedly looked at Chen Shaoping, her braided hair rustling with her movements.

"It depends on how much you can offer," Chen Shaoping continued.

As long as the money is right, selling full copyright isn't out of the question.

Anyway, there are too many classic songs in the system; he can't possibly redeem them all, simply can't redeem them all.

Zi Qi thought about how much money she could come up with now.

After careful consideration, she quoted, "Five million."

Chen Shaoping shook his head. This price was too far from his expectation; it was impossible to reach an agreement.

He knew how popular this song was on Earth. Although he had many songs, he couldn't waste them.

"At least three hundred million," Chen Shaoping stated the price.

Zhang Ying had seen the song and knew that Chen Shaoping's price wasn't excessive; in fact, it was a friendship price.

Actually, when Zi Qi said five million, Zhang Ying was somewhat displeased, feeling that the other party underestimated the value of bubbles.

Zi Qi gave a self-deprecating smile. "Teacher Chen, I'm sorry, I was a bit overconfident."

"How about this: ten million for a two-year cover recording and performance right within the entire Dragon Nation, with pure profits split fifty-fifty. As for other rights, they remain yours. Is that okay?"

Chen Shaoping felt this plan was feasible but still looked at Zhang Ying and asked, "Sister Ying, what do you think?"

He wanted to hear her opinion.

Zhang Ying smiled and nodded.

She also thought it was acceptable.

"Miss Zi Qi, this song is yours. Happy cooperation!"

Their hands clasped together, signifying the agreement of cooperation.

Then Zhang Ying took Zi Qi to sign the contract.

No sooner had the two left than Chen Shaoping received a program invitation from Cai Guoqiang, demanding that he accept the invitation before five o'clock today, otherwise it would be considered an automatic forfeiture.

He originally intended this program for Wang Bo, but Zhou Bule's performance was also excellent, making it difficult to decide for a moment.

What a headache!

He would wait for Li Qian and Wang Bo to return to discuss and decide.

Next, he began to select album songs for Zhang Ying in the system mall.

Sometimes too many choices are not a good thing, making it easy to be dazzled.

Finally, for Cantonese songs, he chose "a woman easily hurt," "dancing street," and "blessing."

Mandarin songs included "listening to the sea," "can i hug you," "my dream," "always quiet," and "for you, i endure the cold wind."

Host has paparazzi points: 12.

With the songs chosen, Chen Shaoping breathed a sigh of relief.

He sent them all to Zhang Ying, and then his part was done.

Chen Shaoping was lying on the sofa, scrolling through short videos, when a sudden news pop-up made his body tense instantly, and his grip on the phone tightened unconsciously.

"Breaking News: Guangzhou Baiyun International Airport is experiencing severe congestion due to a large influx of young people. It is reported that this congestion has resulted in multiple injuries.

The specific reason for the large gathering of young people is still unclear."

Chen Shaoping immediately called Wang Bo, but there was no answer.

He called Li Qian again, but still no answer.

"Damn it!"

Chen Shaoping cursed, flipped over, and walked out.

He happened to meet Zhang Ying and Zi Qi walking into the office.

"Da Ping, where are you rushing off to?" Zhang Ying asked anxiously, seeing Chen Shaoping's grim expression.

"Sister Ying, I have to go out for something."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Shaoping had already walked away quickly.

Zhang Ying frowned. Although she didn't know what was happening, she became worried.

Given Chen Shaoping's calm nature, for him to be so anxious, something major must have happened.

Forty minutes later, Chen Shaoping arrived at Baiyun Airport.

Many people walking out had expressions of having survived a disaster, muttering unpleasant words.

Children were crying in fear, their tear-streaked faces the best proof.

Chen Shaoping wanted to go in to see the specific situation and find Wang Bo and the others.

But he was stopped by security, who told him that currently, only exits were allowed, not entries.

Chen Shaoping had no choice but to call both of them again.

The call connected and was answered instantly.

"Second Bo, where are you? Why didn't you answer the phone earlier?" Chen Shaoping demanded.

"Da Ping, I'm sorry. There were too many people just now; we found a place to hide and couldn't hear anything at all."

Wang Bo's voice was still trembling, clearly still shaken.

"What's the situation inside now? Is Sister Qian okay?"

"There are far fewer people now, not as crowded. We're all fine and plan to wait a bit longer before leaving."

"I'm outside the airport. Call me when you come out."

"Okay, got it."

Twenty minutes later, news broke online that the cause of the airport congestion had been identified.

It was caused by Lu Han's overly enthusiastic fans attempting to break through the security line to get close to him.

Then came a video of Lu Han crying and apologizing.

Lu Han took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the camera, filled with fatigue and guilt. His lips trembled slightly as he spoke with difficulty:

"Hello everyone, I'm Lu Han. (His voice choked, he lowered his head and paused, fighting back tears.)"

"Just now, because of my arrival, there was very serious congestion and chaos at the airport, causing some friends who came to pick me up to get injured... I... I feel deeply heartbroken and sorry. (He looked up again, his eyes red, tears welling up.)"

"This is absolutely not what I wanted to see. Your love and support are the most precious things in the world to me, but they should never come at the cost of anyone's safety. (His voice trembled but was firm.)"

"Here, I solemnly say to all injured fans and affected public: I'm sorry! (After speaking, he stood up and bowed deeply to the camera, lasting about 3 seconds.)"

"I implore everyone, please don't gather like this for airport pick-ups again in the future. Please, please put your own safety first. This is the best support for me."

"For all injured friends, I will fully cover your medical expenses and do my best to compensate. Again... I'm sorry."

Below the video, fans uniformly offered comfort and asked for hugs, feeling sorry for their idol.

Wang Bo finished watching the video, his face full of envy. "This is the attitude a top star should have! No wonder he's so popular."

He also sighed, "Ah, when will I have people picking me up at the airport?"

Chen Shaoping, who was driving, cursed angrily, "Damn it!"

"Second Bo, Sister Qian, you were at the airport, don't you really know the specific reason?"

Li Qian keenly sensed the hidden meaning in his words.

"We hid when we saw the crowd; we really don't know what happened."

She then retorted, "Is there another hidden story?"

"Of course, it's not at all like what the news said."

"The congestion was entirely because Lu Han disliked the fans' pick-up signs being too small and argued with them, leading to a confrontation."

"I have to admire their PR work; it's truly brilliant. What should have been a career-damaging incident instead gained another wave of popularity."

Chen Shaoping said indignantly, secretly regretting that he hadn't paid attention to this information and gone to the airport earlier to film Lu Han's ugly face.

If he had a video of the truth now, it would definitely be enough to cause trouble for Lu Han.

What shocked him even more was that with so many people present, Lu Han's team actually managed to completely suppress the truth.

"Da Ping, you weren't even at the airport, how do you know so clearly? You're making it up, aren't you?" Wang Bo dismissed it, refuting him.

Chen Shaoping looked at the current Wang Bo, suddenly feeling a bit unfamiliar.