"Mr. Zhou, Director Fang, these are fifteen songs I have written for JEY's new album. Please take a look."

At Star Records, Han Jin respectfully handed over the song he had worked hard to create.

His hands stretched forward and his sleeves pulled back, revealing a scar that was burned by fire, which was bumpy and shocking.

Director Fang turned his head away in disgust, but President Zhou smiled and took the song over, "Oh! A Jin, you are really capable, you have written the song so quickly."

"Mr. Zhou, I have also formulated a promotional and promotion plan for JEY's new album. This is the concept of the MV, and this is the copywriting for publicity..." Han Jin said and handed over a stack of documents.

"Okay, okay, okay! I'll say A Jin, you are a great hero in our company. With you and I, as the boss, you will save half of your heart." Mr. Zhou nodded and praised.

"That Mr. Zhou, what you promised me before was to release a record for me..." Han Jin asked hesitantly.

"I'm already making arrangements, so don't worry. A Jin, you are a rare talent. JEY can have today due to you, the 'behind the scenes'. Don't worry, the company will definitely not treat you badly." Mr. Zhou said with a loud laugh.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou, thank you, Mr. Zhou." Han Jin's face turned red with excitement.

"Okay, you go down first." Mr. Zhou pointed to the door and said.

Han Jin bowed to General Manager Zhou and Director Fang, and left the office respectfully. When he returned to his narrow studio, Han Jin remembered that there was another dance design that he forgot to present, and hurriedly ran back with his hands in a hurry.

When he arrived at the door of President Zhou's office, Han Jin was about to knock on the door and went in, but he heard that President Zhou and Director Fang were talking inside. Because the door was not closed, the voice came out clearly.

Then Director Fang asked, "Mr. Zhou, are you really planning to release a record for Han Jin? He was burned into that kind of virtue by fire, as ugly as a ghost. It would be strange if he didn't scare people to death when he went out to sing on stage."

"I just said that. I'll stabilize him first and let him write more songs for the company. You also know how great his talent is. Isn't it all up to him to be the king of music in the current world? It's ridiculous that those idiotic fans thought JEY was a talented man with excellent creation. If they knew that these good songs were written by an ugly monster, I wonder if they would be so excited?" Mr. Zhou smiled.

"If he knew that the company could not play songs for him, what should he do if the trouble broke out?" Director Fang said fearfully.

"What can I do? He said that those songs were written by him. What evidence is there? Who would believe what an ugly monster said?" Mr. Zhou sneered, "Besides, the media are all our friends. Then we will give a move to backlash, saying that he was maliciously hyping and trying to blackmail him, and sending him to prison for two years. Do you think he still dares to make trouble?"

"Mr. Zhou, you're wise!" Director Fang said with a smile.

Han Jin's eyes turned red when he heard this. He felt an unprecedented humiliation. It turned out that he had worked hard for so many years and was just being used by others.

He was furious, Han Jin's fist was clenched tightly, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, but the pain made him even more excited.

...

Late at night, Han Jin returned to the company. After a while, the fire began to burn.

Recording studio, dance practice room, music library, office... all facilities worth tens of millions were burned, contracts involving hundreds of millions were burned, and thousands of songs were burned...

When Han Jin saw the fire everywhere, he couldn't help laughing happily.

"Han Jin, what the hell are you doing? You actually set fire? Catch him~" Jay Chou and Director Fang, who were attracted by the raging fire, pointed at Han Jin and cursed.
Chapter completed!