After a few hours of hustle, the two of them walked out of No. 1 Fly Headquarters side by side.
Looking back, the magnificent and vast buildings still stood in the setting sun.
The golden glow shone down, reflecting the shimmering waves of the adjacent bay.
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Harrison Clark waved the paper in his hand - a contract made up of three pages.
The contract was light, but it felt mysteriously heavy.
Harrison knew that for him, this opened the door to wealth, but that was about it. But for Carrie Thomas, it represented her official entry into a journey that could lead her straight to the top of the music world.
"Do you think our song will be popular?"
Carrie asked casually while waiting for the car.
Harrison was puzzled, "Why are you worrying again when everything is settled?"
Carrie shook her head, "It's not that I'm worried, I just suddenly wanted to hear your blind confidence."
"Alright, trust me, it will definitely be a hit, okay?"
