In the office.
Even though Wu Ling had just criticized Manager Wang, he unexpectedly knocked on the door and came in again very soon after.
When Wu Ling saw Manager Wang's useless face, her face immediately darkened. The expression on her face seemed to say, 'Why are you still here instead of going out to properly supervise those songwriters?'
This time, however, Manager Wang did not back down. Instead, he walked over with a smile. "Mrs. Wu, we've found a song that can be used in the Spring Festival Gala."
When Wu Ling heard this, her expression immediately softened. She said in surprise, "So soon? Are you sure the Spring Festival Gala director has agreed?"
Manager Wang immediately puffed out his chest. He had finally done something right today. He hurriedly handed a contract to Wu Ling.
"This is the copyright to the song that our company has just signed for. This song has already been selected for use in the Spring Festival Gala."
