After being reborn, I refused to be a sucker, and my whole family was dumbfounded.

Chapter 464

at this time.

A message popped up on Lin Ling's phone.

He glanced at it; it was sent by Lin Keshan.

Lin Keshan: "Hello, Black General (Lin Ling's alternate WeChat name), your song is indeed very good. Although it has some minor flaws, it has become popular because of my voice and appearance."

"But don't be fooled by how popular it is. I actually invested several million yuan in promotion in the early stages, and I haven't broken even yet."

"However, I still have to thank you. I originally wanted to give you 50,000 yuan as a reward, but my colleagues in the studio strongly objected. I was helpless because the success of this song is at least one-tenth of your contribution."

"In the end, I persuaded the studio overnight and managed to get you a reward of 30,000 yuan."

"I will be holding a concert at the Nanzhou Stadium tomorrow, and I would like to invite you to come and help me accuse the thief Lin Ling."

"If you can help me point out Lin Ling's ugly face and sign the contract, I can give you a reward of 30,000 yuan."

Lin Ling's lips twitched slightly as he read this long passage.

Lin Keshan is really stingy.

This song has earned at least three million on major music platforms alone.

Not to mention the fame and value it brings.

Now, Lin Keshan can easily earn millions by taking on any advertisement.

She was only willing to give the composer 30,000 yuan.

Moreover, she paid for all the song's promotion herself. If she hadn't invested two million in promotion, she wouldn't have become so popular.

She actually had the nerve to cry to herself about investing too much.

She really thinks everyone else is stupid, and that she's the smartest.

She even threatened him to cooperate with her in order to give him the 30,000 yuan.

How ridiculous.

Seeing that Lin Ling's expression was not quite right, Shan Caiwei said softly, "President Lin, I'll go and take care of it now."

"Wait a minute." Lin Ling's lips curled into a cold smile. "Don't worry about it for now, let the bullets fly for a while longer."

"Huh?" Shan Caiwei was taken aback. Wasn't now the time to slap her in the face?

Lin Ling handed her phone to Shan Caiwei: "Take a look."

Shan Caiwei took it, initially looking curious, but quickly becoming speechless: "Isn't this shameless?"

"Mr. Lin, I have to say, every single one of your family members is an oddball."

"So you're planning to expose her at the concert?"

“That’s right.” Lin Ling nodded: “It would be more interesting to expose her at her concert.”

"You should contact the media and make arrangements in advance."

"When the time comes, we must make sure Lin Keshan is completely disgraced."

"By the way, tell Black Wolf to send someone to control the scene as well."

"Using the same old trick again?" Shan Caiwei said with a smile.

"The same old trick." Lin Ling grinned.

After Shan Caiwei left, Lin Ling glanced at his phone and saw that it was a message from the original author of the song.

"Wow, so you're Lin Keshan!!! I thought you were a guy. Keshan, you're so beautiful."

"Um... this song is quite popular, could you give me a bigger share? After all, I'm the songwriter."

"My request is a bit excessive, after all, it's a buyout contract and you even gave me 50,000 yuan. You've been really good to me, sis. But the song is so popular, sis, won't you consider giving me a little something in return? Just consider it a reward for the dog, woof woof woof."

Each message was sent a day later.

Lin Ling smiled. It seemed the song had become a hit, and this student couldn't resist asking for money.

He made a direct WeChat call: "Just so you know, the entire call will be recorded."

“I am not Lin Keshan, you can just call me Hei Dashuai. I want to spend 500,000 yuan to become the author of this song.”

“I’ve sent you the contract. After you sign it, this song will have nothing to do with you anymore. If you leak the information, you will have to pay a penalty of ten million.”

Without the slightest hesitation, the other party agreed immediately and signed the electronic contract sent by Lin Ling.

Lin Ling smiled faintly; at this moment, he had become the true creator of the song.

......

the other side.

When Lin Keshan saw that the songwriter had agreed, she jumped up with joy: "Hahaha, this idiot agreed!"

"I knew it! We didn't need to give him that much money. Thirty thousand yuan would have been enough."

"I bet this author is just a poor student who hasn't even graduated yet, so easily fooled."

"I'm right about people. Let's see who dares to boss me around from now on."

The people in the studio looked at each other in disbelief.

Is the songwriter of "Love Me Again" an idiot?

Anyone who has even half a foot in the music industry knows the significance of Lin Keshan's song becoming a hit.

Even 100,000 would be too little, but Lin Keshan was only willing to give 30,000.

Lin Keshan even demanded that the songwriter attend the concert and rebuke Lin Ling for stealing the song before she was willing to give him the 30,000 yuan.

The agent scratched his head, completely baffled: "Sister Shan, this is truly eye-opening."

"Tch, there's a lot you haven't seen yet." Lin Keshan said smugly, "It's a blessing that a singer as excellent as me can sing his songs. He must have prayed for this for eight lifetimes."

"If it weren't for me, his songs would never have become popular."

"Giving him 30,000 yuan is already an act of compassion on my part."

Everyone in the studio was speechless upon hearing this.

Before this, Lin Keshan was just an unknown singer.

It's entirely thanks to this song that it has become so popular.

Moreover, the cover singers hired by Lingyun Group were even more popular than her original songs.

This further illustrates that the song's popularity has little to do with the singer; it's simply because the song is good.

But no one dared to refute Lin Keshan; they just awkwardly laughed and agreed.

The agent said with a worried look, "Keshan, I still feel that this is not a good idea."

"Why don't you give him more money? At least 100,000."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid the songwriter will hold a grudge and cause trouble at the concert."