After a while, Carrie Thomas stretched herself and sat next to Harrison Clark, crossing her legs and picking up a piece of cake with a fork from her plate.
"I've heard that when Chinese musicians collaborate with European and American artists, they often lack power and struggle to gain respect. But it seems to me that you're the one taking advantage of others?"
Harrison Clark looked away, his gaze resting on the strawberry cheesecake on her plate.
"Our kind of collaboration is a real partnership. The kind of weak cooperation you're talking about is just riding on others' coattails. People who lack real talent but still want to put on an appearance will grovel and bow down to others. We rely on our own abilities to make a living, so respect comes naturally. Do you like this cake?"
Carrie Thomas shook her head, "I don't like it, it's too sweet."
"Then why eat it?"
"Throwing it away would be a waste."
"It's not costing you anything."
