A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

After the singing, it was time to eat.

After Yuan Shanshan and Xiao Ran changed their clothes, they began to toast each table.

After walking around the circle, both of them were exhausted.

After the last table of toasts was finished, Xiao Ran was pulled over by several old classmates to drink again.

Yuan Shanshan found a quiet place to sit down, took off her high heels, and gently rubbed her sore ankles.

Su Fan walked over with a glass of warm water and handed it to her: "You must be exhausted?"

Yuan Shanshan took the water and said weakly, "Try standing in high heels all day and see if you get tired."

Su Fan sat down beside him and took out a file folder from his pocket: "Today is your wedding day, and as your younger brother, I have to show my appreciation."

Yuan Shanshan glanced at the file folder and asked疑惑地问道, "Didn't you already give us red envelopes? You just sang a song for us, what else do you want to show your appreciation?"

Su Fan shook his head: "Those are just small gifts, nothing much."

Yuan Shanshan was speechless: "You sing a song, and the wedding company waives the wedding fee, and the hotel even waives the banquet fee. How can that be considered a small gift?"

"That's because they saw the popularity of the live stream and exchanged sponsorship for publicity. It's not the same as what I gave you."

Su Fan handed her the file folder with a smile on his face: "I told you before that I would prepare a big one for you. A man keeps his word."

Yuan Shanshan didn't reach out immediately, looking at him warily: "You need to explain clearly what's inside first. If you try to give me a house too, I won't dare accept it."

Su Fan urged, "Why don't you just open it and see?"

Yuan Shanshan suspiciously took the file bag and took out the documents inside.

Her expression froze as soon as she saw the first page.

At the very top of the document were the words "To You".

Continuing down, the rights holder section of the work registration lists her name.

Yuan Shanshan checked several times, then suddenly looked up: "You registered the song's copyright under my name?"

Su Fan nodded: "To be precise, the song credits are still mine, but the related property rights and subsequent revenues belong to you. In the future, the income generated by the song on music platforms, including licensing, cover and commercial use fees, will also go into your account."

Holding the document, Yuan Shanshan was momentarily speechless: "Are you kidding me? I can't possibly accept something this big."

Although she is not a professional singer, she knows how much revenue a hit song can bring.

"For You" is a perfect fit for the wedding scene.

The wedding company had already started inquiring about authorization as soon as the song ended.

As the official version is released, this song will likely appear at countless weddings.

As long as the song's popularity can be maintained, it will bring in income for many years to come.

Su Fan, however, spoke as if it were a trivial matter: "Just take it. Why are you being so fussy?"

Yuan Shanshan shoved the document back into his hand: "I can accept any other gift, but not this one. You wrote the song and you sang it. I didn't do anything. Why should I take the profits?"

Su Fan didn't take it, saying, "This song was originally brought out for your wedding. Besides, when we were in the orphanage, you always gave me the best food and things first. Now that I'm able to afford it, what's wrong with giving you a decent gift?"

Yuan Shanshan's eyes reddened slightly, but she still refused to admit it: "You can't give such an expensive gift."

Su Fan looked at her and said seriously, "Sister Shan, you've just started your own family. There will be many places to spend money in the future. The revenue from your songs may not make you rich, but as long as people still listen to them, they will bring you a stable income every year. Even if something happens in the future, you will have more confidence."

Yuan Shanshan fell silent.

She knew that Su Fan had given her more than just a song.

It is also a form of protection that can last for many years.

After a long while, she picked up the file bag again: "Okay, I'll accept this gift, but I'll donate all the money I make from this song to the hospital."

After listening, Su Fan shook his head: "I suggest you don't do that."

Yuan Shanshan frowned: "Why? The orphanage has so many children; isn't this the time when they need money?"

"We did lack funds before, but now we don't lack basic living and education expenses. Brother Cheng gives the institute a fixed amount of funding every year, and there are also many other donations. Putting a large amount of money into it all at once might not be a good thing."

"You mean, having too much money can easily corrupt things?"

"Yes, children need a stable life, education, and proper guidance. More money is not necessarily better. Concentrating all resources in one place can easily attract unnecessary attention. Instead of continuing to pile money into the orphanage, it's better to use it to help other children who are truly in need of money."

Yuan Shanshan understood his meaning: "You have other plans?"

Su Fan nodded: "I plan to establish a charitable foundation to help children in need. In addition to orphanages, we can also sponsor children who cannot afford medical bills, cannot afford to go to school, or have suddenly lost their family support. After the foundation is established, there will be dedicated personnel to be responsible for project review and fund disclosure. Every penny will be traced back to where it went and who it helped, so that the money can truly be used where it is needed."

Yuan Shanshan nodded thoughtfully: "Then after the foundation is established, I will put the proceeds from the songs into it."

Su Fan said somewhat helplessly, "I was just giving you a suggestion, not asking you to donate all your income."

Yuan Shanshan said, "The copyright is already mine, so I should be able to decide how to use the money, right?"

Su Fan was rendered speechless by her words.

Yuan Shanshan looked at Xiao Ran, who was talking with guests in the banquet hall, and said softly, "I have my own home and a job now, and I can make a living. This song is a blessing you gave us. If it can really make a lot of money in the future, I also hope that this blessing can be passed on to help children who are like us when we were young."

Su Fan nodded: "Okay, but don't rush to donate it all. First, get the foundation in order. Once the procedures and oversight are in place, then you can decide how much to donate."

Yuan Shanshan agreed, "I'll do as you say."

Su Fan looked at the file folder in her arms and reminded her with a smile, "Now that you've accepted the gift, you can't go back on your word later."

Yuan Shanshan glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I won't go back on my word. If the foundation ever needs money again, I'll come to you."

Su Fan's smile froze instantly: "This has only just begun, why are you already eyeing my wallet?"

Yuan Shanshan retorted confidently, "Who told you to be a tycoon?"