Early the next morning, Fang Jing rarely had a good sleep. Knowing that he was working hard, Fang Hui did not wake him up early in the morning. He made breakfast and put it on the table, and quietly closed the door when he left.
Fang Jing was quite touched that he didn't waste his time in raising this girl up. She slept until midnight, got up at ten o'clock, brushed her teeth, washed her face, bought groceries and cooked.
"In the past six months, his assistant has been responsible for his daily life and food. He doesn't have to do anything. Even after filming, someone would bring him tea and water. It's still a bit uncomfortable to come home suddenly.
"Brother! What do you cook that smells so good?" Fang Hui smelled the aroma of vegetables coming from the kitchen before she even entered the door when she came back at noon.
"Braised pork, you can play with it for a while. It will be ready soon."
Most willing to forget the ancient poems
The most disdainful thing is lovesickness
Guard your love and be afraid of people laughing
Still afraid that people will see clearly
Come see the red beans bloom again in spring
I didn’t see any lover picking it up
Fireworks embrace the wind and are not there
"Brother, your phone is ringing!" On the sofa, Fang Hui had just put down her schoolbag when she heard the ringing tone of Jing's cell phone above the coffee table.
"Look who called it and pick it up for me!"
"Zhang Fenfang!" Looking at the name, Fang Hui answered, "Hello Sister Zhang, my brother is busy cooking. If you have anything, I can tell him."
The corner of Zhang Fenfang's mouth twitched, "You must be Fang Hui, I'm your brother Zhang, the one who sneaked around in the game last time. Your brother will make a meal and ask him to call back. I have something to ask him."
"Oh! Got it."
After Fang Jing brought the dishes to the table one by one, Fang Hui told him what had just happened.
"You eat first, I'll call him back."
The call was answered in less than three seconds, "Daxian, what do you want from me?"
Fang Jing would occasionally play games with him during breaks. The two of them got to know each other fairly well and had phone calls to each other.
"Fang Jing, do you know a female anchor named Xiao Yueya on our Shark Platform?"
"Little Crescent Moon? I don't know you. What's wrong?"
On the other side, Zhang Fenfang frowned, "This anchor is very popular, has a sweet voice, and is very cute. She mainly relies on singing your songs to gain popularity during her live broadcast."
"She's been in trouble recently. She was sued by your company. She didn't get permission to cover your songs and she has to pay compensation. But she said you personally agreed to it, but Huanrui refused to admit it and said she had never authorized it to anyone else."
"I know the anchor and am half a friend. I asked her as soon as the incident happened. She was very sure that you agreed to her cover, so I called you specifically to find out the situation. Could it be that you were too busy and forgot?"
Fang Jing scratched his head, "I really don't know her, why don't you show me her photo."
He doesn't mind others singing his songs, and it doesn't matter if he just sings, but if he is trying to deceive others under the guise of a banner, Fang Jing doesn't recommend a lawyer's letter warning him.
A few minutes later, Zhang Fenfang sent a three-minute video. It was Yue Yaer, a very popular live broadcaster on Shark Platform. She was in her early twenties. She was singing a cover of "The Wind Rises". Her smoky voice was very charming. The iconic pair was
The little tiger teeth, the pear swirls when you smile, are really cute.
Zhang Fenfang said quickly, "I asked her just now. She said she would take a photo with you at a stall outside the Magic City on New Year's Eve this year. You promised her that she could cover it."
"It's her!" Fang Jing remembered, "No wonder she looks familiar. It seems I did say I could cover it."
Nearly half a year passed. He was so busy every day that he couldn't remember these trivial matters. If he hadn't watched the video and talked about the New Year's Eve on Magic City TV with Zhang Fenfang, he would have forgotten it.
Zhang Fenfang breathed a sigh of relief, "Then you should explain it to your company quickly. This little girl is going to court. Once the verdict is passed, Shark Platform will definitely terminate her contract, and the liquidated damages of five to six million will not be paid even if she is sold."
.”
Fang Jing sat in front of the computer and searched for Yue Yaer's cover songs, and said, "The songs she sang were all songs I released for free before. I hadn't signed a contract with the company at that time, and the copyright was in my hands. What's the matter with Guan Huanrui?"
"I don't understand how you are making so many twists and turns. Now your fans are scolding her every day in her live broadcast. The little girl is almost autistic."
"Okay, I understand. I'll call the company after dinner to explain it clearly. You can reassure her. I'll explain it later in a small way to clear her name. In addition, I'll apologize. I'm sorry. If you hadn't called
Phone, I didn’t know about it at all.”
"It's okay, just explain clearly."
After hanging up Fang Jing's phone, Zhang Fenfang immediately dialed another number. As soon as it rang, the answer was answered. A nervous female voice said, "Brother Zhang, how's it going?"
"It's okay, it's all a misunderstanding. Fang Jing will send a brief explanation later. He himself doesn't know about this. Let me apologize to you."
"But please be careful next time. The cover rights are best in paper form and must be signed by the original singer."
"It's just that Fang Jing has a good temper and doesn't care much about these things. Otherwise, if you talk in vain, once people don't admit it, you won't be able to afford the loss."
"Thank you, Brother Zhang. I'll treat you to dinner later. If you hadn't made this call, I really don't know what I would have done."
"Yeah! Just be more careful next time."
In a dormitory of a university in Shanghai, Min Yue breathed a sigh of relief, put down her mobile phone, and all her strength was drained. She fell on the bed and looked at the top of the white wall, as if she was in another world.
These past few days have been like a year for her, and she is on tenterhooks every day. She is really afraid that a lawyer will come to her door. It is a trivial matter for Fang Jing, and the biggest problem is that she will return the reward and profit money.
The highlight is the Shark Platform. If she gets into a lawsuit, she will definitely terminate the contract, and she won't be able to get the millions back.
…
"Hey! Sister Ning, is the company going to sue a female anchor named Xiao Yueyue on the Shark Platform? Yes! I authorized the song she sang? The copyright is in my hands, what does it have to do with the company?"
"Who came up with the bad idea? The legal department? These people really have nothing to do. Are they crazy about performance? Ask them to withdraw. In addition, I will edit a statement for you. If there is no problem, you can send me a small amount."
After hanging up the phone, Fang Jing was speechless to Huanrui Lawyers Department. It was all their fault. There was no performance day by day. All he could think about was filing lawsuits to make money. Do you really think he was trying to get rich by blackmailing people for a famous company?
Half an hour later, Fang Jing made a small update. There were not many words, more than a hundred words, but the content was very large.
"I'm sorry for what happened recently. I did authorize Shark Platform anchor Xiao Yue Ya'er to sing a cover during the New Year's Eve concert...
Whenever I release songs for free, I have never said that others are not allowed to sing."
Soon, this meager post caused an uproar, with countless comments below, "Fang Jing, do you mean that everyone can sing if they want to? Even anchors?"
"Hello Fang Jing, I am your anchor and your fan. Can I sing your song?"
"Hello Fang Jing, I am the anchor of Panda..."
"I am Huajiao anchor..."
Fang Jing took a look, and in less than an hour, there were tens of thousands of comments. Many of them were anchors asking if they could cover the song, and some were questions from the media.
Too lazy to reply one by one, he directly posted another Weibo post.
"Since there are too many questions in the comment area, I will give a unified reply here. Yes, everyone can sing the free songs I released."
"But remember, it cannot be used directly for commercial hype and profit, except for the live broadcast industry and the self-media industry. After all, my original intention of free is to hope that more fans and friends can hear it."