Richest Rag-picker

Hearing Wan Li’s words, Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but let out a wry smile:

"Old Wan, don’t tell me you’ve got your eyes on that song too."

Judging from what Wan Li had just said about a Baida Entertainment project and his current request for personal approval, Fang Chenyi immediately figured out what the old fox was up to.

Sure enough, after Fang Chenyi said this, Wan Li chuckled slyly:

"Hehe, nothing escapes your eyes, Chairman. How about you let our company handle the operations for the song?"

Shaking his head in resignation, Fang Chenyi felt he couldn’t really refuse since Old Wan had called personally. Besides, it was his own company, so there was no reason to say no.

However, Fang Chenyi added a condition:

"You can handle it however you see fit. But there’s one thing I must insist on: the song must be free within Huaxia."

Wan Li naturally had no objection to Fang Chenyi’s request. After all, with Fang Chenyi’s current net worth, why would he care about the few million a single song could generate?

In Fang Chenyi’s eyes, a good reputation was far more meaningful than a few million.

"Alright, Chairman Fang. Don’t worry about it. I’ll send you the authorization agreement shortly. You’ll just need to sign it; otherwise, we can’t operate it effectively."

The moment he hung up, his phone received the electronic authorization agreement from Wan Li.

’He must have had this ready for a while. That old fox.’

Cursing with a smile, Fang Chenyi took Bai Menghan’s hand and headed back into the villa.

Once inside, they went straight to the study. Fang Chenyi opened the electronic agreement on the computer, signed his name using the signature pad, and sent it back to Wan Li.

But just then, his phone rang again.

A glance at the caller ID showed it was Principal Wang.

Principal Wang had helped him out a lot last night. Answering the call, Fang Chenyi said with a laugh:

"Haha, Old Wang, thanks for last night!"

Principal Wang, on the other end of the line, however, completely ignored his thanks and asked:

"I say, Boss, where are you now? I just went to the villa to look for you, and they said you weren’t here."

Fang Chenyi laughed. "Heh, talk about bad timing. I just got back. What’s up? What do you need from me?"

Hearing that Fang Chenyi was back, Principal Wang said he’d be right over and then hung up.

"What’s wrong, honey?"

Hearing Bai Menghan’s question, Fang Chenyi smiled and pointed at his phone:

"Heh, the guy just hung up on me."

Bai Menghan laughed as well.

"Hehe, he must have something urgent to discuss with you."

Just as they were speaking, the sound of a car braking sharply echoed from outside.

Since the window in the study was open, both Fang Chenyi and Bai Menghan heard it clearly.

They exchanged a glance, both seeing the exasperation in the other’s eyes.

The visitor was none other than Principal Wang, who had just called Fang Chenyi.

The guy had actually been parked on the side of the road not far from the villa community when he called. As soon as he heard Fang Chenyi was back, he’d immediately turned his car around and driven back.

Luckily, he and Fang Chenyi were on very good terms; otherwise, he probably wouldn’t have even made it past the gate guard.

Less than a minute after hearing the car park, there was a knock on the study door.

Hearing the knock, Fang Chenyi went over with Bai Menghan.

He pulled the door open and stepped out. Seeing the panting Principal Wang, he pointed towards the stairs with an amused look:

"Old Wang, you’re really out of shape. Just climbing the stairs gets you this winded? Come on, let’s talk in the living room."

Although he was good friends with Principal Wang, Fang Chenyi had no intention of letting him into the study. Never mind how important the documents inside were, the room was also something of a private battlefield for him and Bai Menghan.

Such a personal space was naturally off-limits to outsiders.

Once they reached the living room, Principal Wang made himself at home. He grabbed a cup, walked over to the water dispenser, poured himself some water, and GULP GULP GULP, chugged it down.

After finishing the water, he seemed to remember something. He then took out two more cups, filled each with warm water, and walked toward Fang Chenyi and Bai Menghan on the sofa with a fawning smile:

"Hehe... Boss, ma’am... have some water, please drink."

"All this flattery means you’re either a thief or a scammer. Alright, Old Wang, just spit out what you want."

Fang Chenyi knew Principal Wang’s personality well, so he didn’t beat around the bush.

Principal Wang rubbed his head sheepishly, then continued with a broad smile:

"Hehe, since you put it that way, Boss, I’ll be direct. Here’s the deal: do you think you could license that song to me? Hehe, as for the licensing fee and all that, I know you’re not short on cash, Boss. If there’s anything else you need me to do, just say the word. I’ll give it my all!"

Fang Chenyi was genuinely curious. He knew his song was a massive hit—he’d anticipated that much.

’It makes sense for an entertainment company to come looking for me. But what use does Principal Wang have for this song?’

Since their relationship was close enough, he just asked outright.

Hearing Fang Chenyi’s question, Principal Wang couldn’t help but rub his hands together eagerly. He then took out his phone, opened his live-streaming app, and held it in front of Fang Chenyi:

"Boss, take a look at this first. This song has blown way past my expectations! It’s exploded all over the internet. Right now, the front pages of almost every live-streaming platform are dominated by it. And what’s more, this isn’t like other bubblegum pop songs that are only popular for a little while. Judging by its quality, this could become a classic! This is a golden opportunity. If we manage it right, this song could definitely take my platform to a whole new level!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became. After taking a big GLUG of water, Principal Wang wiped his mouth and continued:

"Oh, right! And Boss, it would be best if you could officially join our live-streaming platform. You could help me out by doing a stream later, and we’ll promote it heavily. Hehe, I guarantee we’ll make you the number one streamer on the entire internet!"

Listening to Principal Wang’s fantasy, Fang Chenyi was left speechless. ’Me, the number one streamer on the internet? Only this guy could come up with something like that.’

’Besides, even if I really wanted to be a streamer, would I even need promotion? If I just showed my face, wouldn’t I instantly become the number one streamer anyway?’

’It’d be like if Brother Xiaoma suddenly decided to stream on some platform one day. His follower count would probably explode to a terrifying number in an instant!’