C4 Starlight Entertainment Wanted to Buy the Copyright but They Were Dreaming!!

Upon opening the package, Qin Mo discovered a black card inside. Attached to it was a sticky note that read, "Ten million, spend it wisely. The password is your birthday." Warmth filled Qin Mo's heart, but he knew it was best to return the money. He couldn't continue to accept Ling Xuerou's generosity while causing her pain. Letting go of the past and starting anew would be better for both of them.

Qin Mo wrote a note, placed it inside, and carefully repackaged the card. He then called for a courier to send it back. Afterward, Qin Mo opened his laptop and began studying the platform rules of Conboat.

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Ling Xuerou had just arrived at the office when she received an urgent local delivery. Faang Yaping saw the sender's name and frowned, displeased. "Is it that Qin guy trying to extort you?" she asked.

Ling Xuerou shook her head. "Don't say that, Pingping. He wouldn't do such a thing!"

Faang Yaping didn't bother to respond. In her eyes, Qin Mo was a man who would only hold Ling Xuerou back. Ling Xuerou was talented in singing and dancing, had great acting skills, and was beautiful—a dream girl for many men. What was Qin Mo? Just a broke guy who drank too much. If Ling Xuerou's secret marriage were exposed, her career would be over!

Ling Xuerou ignored Faang Yaping's cold demeanor. She opened the package and found the returned black card and a note. "I'll work and earn my own money. Don't worry about me. Just take care of yourself. I appreciate your kindness."

Ling Xuerou stared, lost in thought, at the elegant calligraphy.

How had she never realized Qin Mo had such beautiful handwriting?

Why did he seem like a completely different person after signing the divorce papers?

Faang Yaping’s voice broke through her reverie, “Xuerou, you and Qin Mo are done. From today on, his business is none of yours, got it?”

Ling Xuerou didn’t respond, turning instead to walk into her office.

Watching her slender, lonely figure retreat, Faang Yaping shook her head in frustration. “You gave up so much to support him. Don’t ruin your future over a man!”

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Qin Mo spent the afternoon in his apartment, studying the platform rules.

Conboat’s guidelines were similar to those of other popular apps.

He considered renting a studio to record music.

But a good studio cost thousands per hour.

Promoting on Conboat would also require money.

He had just paid eighteen hundred dollars for six months' rent, leaving him with little to spare.

He needed another plan.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

The caller was unlisted.

Qin Mo answered.

A cold, commanding female voice came through.

“Qin Mo, after all these years of being down and out, are you trying to make a comeback?”

The voice triggered a memory in Qin Mo’s mind!

Wang Yunli, the operations director at Starlight Entertainment, a ruthless money-making machine.

Back when Ma Youguo, the manager in charge of new talent, was deliberately suppressing Qin Mo, Wang Yunli had turned a blind eye.

"Ha... Director Wang, what's up?" Qin Mo asked coolly.

Wang Yunli could tell that when Qin Mo called her "Director Wang," it wasn't out of respect but sarcasm. She ignored his tone and launched into a tirade.

"Qin Mo, maybe you had some potential ten years ago, but now you're thirty. Thinking you can make a splash in the entertainment industry is just a dream!"

"Look at all the young, talented stars out there. Any one of them could outshine you!"

"And let's not forget your voice is shot. Just because a few bar patrons praise you doesn't mean you're on top of the world!"

"That raspy voice won't cut it in the industry here! What's popular now are the pretty boys who can sing and dance. Do you really think your aging body can keep up?"

Qin Mo frowned and replied coldly, "Wang, I've already ended my contract with your company. If you have something to say, get to the point. If not, get help. I don't have time for your nonsense!"

Qin Mo knew Wang Yunli well enough to recognize her opportunistic nature. She wouldn't call just to berate him without a reason. His tone was already tense and confrontational.

Wang Yunli paused for a few seconds, then softened her approach.

"Qin Mo, I saw the video of you singing that song 'Twilight.' It's decent. If we had our company's Ye Lang perform it, the results could be impressive..."

Qin Mo smirked, letting out a cold laugh.

Ye Lang, a second-tier singer at the company, had crafted an image as the "Prince of Deep Feelings." Back then, Qin Mo was sidelined because Ye Lang was the nephew of their manager, Mark. They worried Qin Mo's success would overshadow Ye Lang and take away his opportunities.

"You want to buy the rights?" Qin Mo asked.

"Let's cut to the chase. You used to be with the company, so out of old ties, I'll offer you $20,000 to buy the rights to 'Twilight.' How does that sound?"

Old ties? Please. Now that the song's a hit, you want to play the friend card? Not a chance! 'Twilight' is a smash hit worldwide, raking in millions just from ringtone downloads. Dream on if you think $20,000 will cut it.

Qin Mo replied coldly, "Director Wang, you're quite the strategist, but we have no ties. I'll sell to anyone but you!"

Wang Yunli rolled her eyes at Qin Mo's sarcastic tone. Her voice sharpened, "Qin Mo, don't overestimate yourself! I'm just trying to appreciate talent here. As a newcomer, you'd be lucky to get $1,000 for that song. I'm offering $20,000, and you're still not satisfied? Don't be greedy!"

Qin Mo chuckled, "Keys are a dollar each, three for three dollars. Ask yourself if you're worth it. Go find a fortune teller under the bridge and see what they say about you! Stop bothering me and get lost!"

After finishing the call, he hung up. He had no intention of bowing down to Starlight Entertainment. Even if he compromised, it wouldn't change his fate of being blacklisted. It was better to carve out his own path beyond Starlight's reach.

Wang Yunli was probably fuming on the other end. But where did she see the video?

Qin Mo opened his phone and searched for the keyword "Twilight." To his surprise, a link to a Conboat video popped up. It turned out that a customer at the bar last night had recorded Qin Mo singing and posted it online. The short video had over a hundred thousand likes and at least a few million views. The caption read, "Caught a soulful performance by a charming singer at the bar. His rendition of 'Twilight' brought the house down."

With "soulful" as a keyword, no wonder it caught Starlight Entertainment's attention. In today's scene, the only thing that could rival the appeal of pretty boys was a soulful persona.

Having spent years in the entertainment industry in his past life, Qin Mo knew this video’s popularity was just a flash in the pan. It was no different from the occasional viral hit by ordinary people, soon forgotten by the internet. If he wanted to break into the entertainment world, he had a long road ahead.

Qin Mo came up with an idea. The entertainment industry was full of hidden agendas, so why not start with street performances? They cost nothing and were an easy way to gain attention. Back on Earth, Conboat had launched a wave of street-performing singers into fame.

Imagine a singer from a past life who gained fame by performing in subway stations and on street corners. In the age of the internet, where information is abundant, those without unique traits often fade into the background. Conversely, people with standout personas are easily remembered.

The persona of a soulful gentleman could use some enhancement. Qin Mo decided to buy a few outfits online: black shirts, jeans, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He embodied the sophisticated charm of a worldly yet refined man.

Tapping into his memory, Qin Mo wrote down some of the songs he loved and remembered from his past life. He then registered the copyrights online. Additionally, he posted an ad online to sell a bar, gearing up for a series of live performances.

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