Even though Beavis was mad that Fang Zhao had hung up on him, he was more intrigued by Fang Zhao's comment before he hung up.
"Why don't you ask him who the actual composer of his first three songs was?"
Which three songs? The actual composer? So Fang Sheng hadn't written them after all?
Beavis wasn't in charge of newcomers. He wasn't on top of the inner workings of the newcomers department. He merely scanned the list of newcomers Neon Culture had recruited this year. If his bosses didn't want to poach people from Silver Wing, he wouldn't have bothered studying the list.
But even though he wasn't familiar with the workings of the newcomers department, he could deduce from Fang Zhao's parting comment.
A gloomy Beavis sat in his office pondering the matter for some time. Then he got in touch with newcomers department and requested Fang Sheng's personnel records. He gave them a careful look. The more he read, the angrier he got.
