"Is there a third person in our company?" Zhao Pingye said: "Actually, you don't have to do anything. The other company will arrange everything."

"What else do you want me to do?" Old Don wondered.

"Look at the progress. I am not here, so I have to understand the situation here. If you have any problems, you can help me, even if you are her agent, or as her leader, she will be the supervisor."

Old Tang said: "You mean, I can't refuse it?"

"You refuse is equivalent to submitting a resignation report, otherwise I will support you in the recording studio to help you with private work?"

"Hey! Your attitude is getting more and more like a boss! OK, okay, I'll help you keep an eye on it. But the ugly words are ahead, Zhao Ya, I may not be able to control her."

"She shouldn't have any trouble before this album was released," Zhao Pingye took a sip of porridge without raising his head. "The main reason is that this album was released. She gained a wave of fans and became a little famous. At that time, when Chen Jiang could not leave, I still had to beat it, at least this year."

"By the way," Lao Tang suddenly remembered something, "Have you dealt with the copyright of these songs?"

"not yet."

"You are so heartless. Don't you register a copyright? What if they transfer to another company with your song?"

"That would be even better," Zhao Pingye smiled and said, "I can finally relax. I don't have to worry about arranging their way to fame. I can find a place I like to watch the spring flowers bloom. Just think that these songs have bought their youth for two years and can get a penalty for liquidatedness."

Old Tang couldn't help but sarcastically, "Pretending it, right? Don't you know how much these songs are worth?"
Chapter completed!