Who are the collaborators?

"I don't know, but we signed an online contract, and there's nothing inappropriate about the content of the contract either. Plus, the songs have already been sent over. If that person had impure motives, I can't imagine what they could possibly be plotting."

Zhang Lan shook her head in confusion.

At the very beginning, she had been just as vigilant as Shen Rou.

But by the end of the conversation, she suddenly realized that there didn't seem to be anything on her end worth swindling.

After all, this was an online signing; there was no possibility of that person having any ulterior motives against her.

As far as online goes, it doesn't involve money for now, the contracts are all standard, and it doesn't involve any major breach of contract or anything like that.

What she needs to do now is take the songs provided by the other party, record them in a studio, and then publish them on music platforms.

When the time comes, the profits can just be distributed according to the agreed-upon ratio.

And in this collaboration, apart from going to the recording studio to record a song, she didn't have any other contributions.

And after the songs become famous, the increase in popularity will also be hers. However, there was one even stranger requirement: the other party actually requested that the composer's name not be written as their real name, but rather a pseudonym.

Little Vault!

Thinking of that pseudonym, Zhang Lan still couldn't help but feel a bit curious about what kind of thinking led that person to come up with such a name.

"How strange!" Shen Rou was also full of confusion.

"Don't overthink it. Anyway, for now, it doesn't have any negative impact on me; on the contrary, it can help me escape my current predicament, so I definitely have to cooperate."

Zhang Lan wrung out the washed rag and finally hung it on the side of the sink.

"Alright, it's all cleaned up. Let's go out, and I'll sing those songs for you. They are really good."

As she spoke, she couldn't wait to head out of the kitchen.

Seeing this, Shen Rou smiled and followed behind. Regardless of anything else, seeing Zhang Lan return to her former lively state made her very happy.

In the living Room, Yang Yaoyao and Liu Weiwei had already moved to the sofa.

"Sister Rou, what did Sister Lan go to do?" Yang Yaoyao asked, looking at Shen Rou as she walked over, her face full of confusion.

She had just seen Zhang Lan run into her Room with an excited look on her face and didn't know what had happened.

"Oh, she wants to sing for us, so she went back to her Room to prepare."

Shen Rou explained, then sat down next to Yang Yaoyao, quietly waiting for Zhang Lan to come out and sing for them.

About 10 minutes later, Zhang Lan walked out again, holding a guitar, and came before them.

"The first song I will sing next is called 'invisible wings'."

Time passed bit by bit. After Zhang Lan finished singing the first song, she continued to sing the second, the third…

Yang Yaoyao and Liu Weiwei listened quietly, and their expressions soon became shocked; these songs were actually all very good.

Meanwhile, Shen Rou on the side revealed a look of surprise.

These songs, this melody—aren't these the songs from Chen Mo's computer?

If she hadn't discovered them by accident, she wouldn't even know that Chen Mo could sing.

But how could Chen Mo's songs end up in Zhang Lan's hands?

Shen Rou fell into deep thought.

But soon, she thought of something: this morning, she had ridden in Chen Mo's car to the company.

And she had also talked about Zhang Lan's situation in the car.

Then, in the morning, Zhang Lan received the news of the collaboration, and the songs were the very same ones from Chen Mo. This was all too coincidental.

It must be that Chen Mo learned of Zhang Lan's plight from her, felt sympathy, and therefore gave his songs to Zhang Lan.

Besides this, she couldn't think of any other reason.

As for wanting to make money from the songs, that was simply impossible.

It had been a long time since she discovered Chen Mo's songs. If Chen Mo really wanted to use the songs to make money, he would have done it long ago.

Why wait until now?

Therefore, there was only one reason for Chen Mo to do this, and that was that he heard about Zhang Lan's situation and wanted to reach out and help.

And Chen Mo seemed worried that giving the songs directly to Zhang Lan would hurt her self-esteem, so he ended up collaborating with her by signing an online contract.

Shen Rou's thoughts spun rapidly; the more she thought about it, the more she felt her hypothesis was very likely.

Only in this way did the points that she had previously found confusing and unreasonable seem more reasonable.

While she was thinking, Zhang Lan finished singing her last song.

Yang Yaoyao and Liu Weiwei applauded enthusiastically.

"It's good." "These songs are all good."

"Not really, I've only just gotten proficient with them. There are some parts that aren't sung quite right, and there are a few songs that require a high level of vocal skill that I haven't started learning yet. Once I learn them, I'll sing them for you again."

Zhang Lan said somewhat embarrassedly. The few songs she had just sung were all ones she had practiced today.

"Then it's settled. When you become a big star, I can go out and brag about it."

Liu Weiwei said with a smile. Yang Yaoyao chimed in as well and picked up her phone to check the time.

"Well, it's getting late. We should head back too; we still have to go to work tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll see you out." Zhang Lan nodded, then smiled and stepped forward to help them.

Shen Rou also snapped back to reality at this time, stood up, and helped the other person.

After seeing Yang Yaoyao and Liu Weiwei off, the two returned to the living Room and sat on the sofa.

"Rou Rou, do you have something on your mind?" Zhang Lan tilted her head to look at Shen Rou. Just now, while she was singing, she had noticed that Shen Rou seemed a bit absent-minded and didn't know what she was thinking about.

This couldn't help but make her feel a little worried.

"It's nothing." Shen Rou shook her head, then turned her head to look at Zhang Lan with a complex expression.

"I already know who gave you those songs."

"Ah!" Zhang Lan let out a low exclamation, then looked at Shen Rou in disbelief.

"You know who the person collaborating with me is?"

"Yes." Shen Rou nodded.

"Tell me quickly, who is it?" Zhang Lan looked pleasantly surprised; she had long been curious about that collaborator.

If it hadn't been a new collaboration and she didn't understand the other party yet, she would have wanted to meet offline to sign the contract.

"It's President Chen." Shen Rou looked into Zhang Lan's eyes and said calmly.

"President Chen?" "Isn't he the president of the Group? How is it…"

Zhang Lan stopped midway through her sentence. She suddenly remembered that when signing the contract, the name the other party had put on the contract was clearly Chen Mo.

And Chen Mo was President Chen's name.

She had thought it was a case of having the same name at the time; after all, President Chen was the president of a company, so how could he possibly have time to write songs?

But now that she heard Shen Rou say this, she couldn't help but waver.

She knew Shen Rou's character; she wouldn't speak recklessly without definite evidence.

Now that Shen Rou said the songs were written by President Chen, there must be very definitive evidence.

After thinking about it, she changed her words: "President Chen, he… knows how to write songs?"