Ming Fu immediately stood up.
The gazes of the other members of the Ming family also shifted uniformly towards Ming Zhi Rou.
Ming Zhi Rou smiled even more tenderly, "Of course, this is just a possibility... Master Zheng Yu might not even fancy me..."
"How could he not fancy you?!"
Ming Mu's mouth stretched into a bloom: "Our Rou Er is so outstanding, a single song 'Love' directly propelled our second son to massive fame for such a long time. Countless media outlets have praised you as the future hope of the Xia Kingdom's music scene!"
"That Master Zheng Yu must have been moved by your talent, which is why he would deign to participate in that concert!"
"Master Zheng Yu is definitely coming for you!"
Ming Mu spoke with absolute certainty.
Ming Zhi Rou's face flushed with shyness.
She fidgeted incessantly.
Ming Fu's expression also softened at this moment.
He rose and sat down at the dining table, "We will attend next week's concert as scheduled. You must perform well!"
If...
There was a chance to become Master Zheng Yu's disciple.
Ming Zhi Rou's value would soar.
The Ming Corporation could also ride on Master Zheng Yu's name, and its stock would recover!
This was an opportunity!
An opportunity that did not require relying on Ming Zheng!
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After Ming Zheng and Chi Xian finished dinner.
Chi Xian drove her back to her small apartment.
Seeing the girl's undeniably weary face, Chi Xian did not insist on accompanying Ming Zheng back to her apartment as usual.
He was very clear about his own nature.
If he had truly followed Ming Zheng back to her small apartment.
He definitely would not have been able to bear leaving so soon.
She was already exhausted.
He also couldn't bear to see her having to accompany him while she was so sleepy.
Therefore, Chi Xian suppressed his longing for Ming Zheng and let her go home.
However...
After Ming Zheng returned.
She did not immediately go into her room to sleep.
Instead, she collapsed onto the sofa and took out her phone.
Her fingers tapped a few times on the screen.
A few seconds later.
The phone switched to another system mode.
She opened WeChat within that system mode.
She saw countless messages bombarding her.
It was fortunate that her phone had been modified, otherwise it would have crashed from the sheer volume of messages.
Facing over 99+ messages.
Ming Zheng was too lazy to even click on them.
She directly opened the latest message.
It was a message from someone noted as "Chairman Fu."
[Chairman Fu]: Master Zheng Yu, the song "Love" that exploded globally a year ago is identical to the song "Mortal Yet Great Love" you wrote a year ago.
[Chairman Fu]: At that time, you said you gifted it to the artist named Ming Huai Zhi.
[Chairman Fu]: But recently, that artist named Ming Huai Zhi has publicly stated that the song originated from his sister's original composition.
[Chairman Fu]: Recently, Miss Ming Zhi Rou has been using her claim as the original creator of "Love" to swindle people everywhere!
[Chairman Fu]: Most importantly... Ming Zhi Rou is now widely claiming that Master Zheng Yu... fancies her talent and wishes to take her as a disciple!
[Chairman Fu]: In our circle, the most unforgivable offense is plagiarism! Master Zheng Yu is incredibly busy and surely unaware of this matter.
[Chairman Fu]: This incident occurred in the Xia Kingdom, so I have organized a concert in Xia Capital, Xia Kingdom. I intend to expose Ming Zhi Rou, the plagiarist, at that concert!
[Chairman Fu]: If Master Zheng Yu has time, you can spare some time to come and witness it. I have already sent the invitation to your mailbox.
If Ming Wei Zhou were present at this moment.
He would immediately recognize.
That the person called "Chairman Fu" was none other than the president of the internationally renowned music association, Fu Zheng Nan.
He was someone Ming Wei Zhou would have to bow respectfully to and call an elder.
And at this moment, the chairman, who was always like a noble young master but aloof and indifferent to everyone, was typing a long message on Ming Zheng's WeChat.
It was evident.
Chairman Fu was quite furious at the moment.
In the music world, plagiarism was met with absolute zero tolerance.
Especially since the song that Ming Zhi Rou had stolen was a song by Master Zheng Yu, whom Chairman Fu revered as a deity.
She had even gone around publicizing that she would become Master Zheng Yu's chief disciple.
How could Chairman Fu not be angry?
She stole someone else's song.
And then attempted to use public opinion to force Master Zheng Yu to accept her as a disciple?
If such a person truly entered their music circle.
She would be a piece of excrement!
Excrement that disgusted them!
This was an insult to them, an insult to music!
Regardless, Chairman Fu could not tolerate it.
Therefore, he decisively flew back to the country from abroad.
He also organized a concert under the name of the international association.
The sole purpose was to make that woman who stole from Master Zheng Yu pay the price!
Ming Zheng yawned and made a voice call to Chairman Fu.
Chairman Fu was likely waiting for her reply.
He answered immediately.
"Master Zheng Yu!"
Chairman Fu's voice, as pleasant as spring rain, came from the phone.
Although his tone was anxious.
His voice remained like that of a refined noble young gentleman.
Ming Zheng spoke lazily, "I've heard everything you said."
"So... Master Zheng Yu, will you be attending the concert in a week?" Fu Zheng Nan asked cautiously.
Ming Zheng thought for a moment, "I am currently in Xia Capital, but... whether I will attend the concert, we'll see then."
Chairman Fu quickly said, "If Master Zheng Yu is unable to attend, I will fully represent Master Zheng Yu and reveal that woman's facade!"
Ming Zheng: "...This will surely be a good show. If I attend, I will inform you in advance."
"Alright, then I will await good news from Master Zheng Yu." Chairman Fu grinned widely.
After they exchanged a few more words about the music industry.
They hung up the phone.
"Chairman Fu, what did Master Zheng Yu say? Will she be coming?"
Behind Chairman Fu stood three young men.
These three were the music representatives of three different countries.
They looked at Fu Zheng Nan with expectant eyes.
One of them, with a Chinese face, dressed in a black and white tuxedo, his hair meticulously styled, revealing his refined and handsome face.
He was the fourth young master of the Ming family, Ming Wei Zhou.
At this moment, he was also looking at Chairman Fu with a face full of excitement and anticipation.
They had arrived together when Chairman Fu and Master Zheng Yu were having their final pleasantries.
Therefore, they had not heard Chairman Fu mention Ming Zhi Rou to Master Zheng Yu.
They only knew that Chairman Fu was inviting Master Zheng Yu to attend a concert a week later.
They had also heard prior rumors.
That Master Zheng Yu was highly likely to appear at this concert.
Consequently, upon hearing Chairman Fu's conversation with Master Zheng Yu.
They were all incredibly excited and nervous.
Fu Zheng Nan put down his phone and looked at the three behind him, a faint smile curving his lips, "Do you like Master Zheng Yu very much?"
Ming Wei Zhou's eyes were adorned with specks of light, "Yes! Master Zheng Yu is my salvation, the light I will pursue my entire life!"