Chapter 73 opens with a bombshell!

The opening ceremony officially began.

The host calmly began the event with a brief speech, introducing the vision of the Qingyan Art Foundation and the Breaking the Cocoon Exhibition.

The process is progressing rapidly. SoftVoice

Artists and designers took to the stage to give in-depth explanations of their works.

The spotlight shone brightly, and applause erupted from time to time.

In another corner of the exhibition hall, Yan Tingnan was surrounded by several influential figures from Beijing's elite circles.

He was relaxed, occasionally nodding, yet his aura was undeniably commanding.

"Listen to Nan, this year's 'Breaking the Cocoon' exhibition is quite different from the past."

An elderly man with slightly graying temples and a calm demeanor smiled and spoke, his gaze sweeping over the SoftVoice display case, which was gleaming in the distance.

"Especially this new brand, SoftVoice? It's really making waves."

"Has Qingyan made a huge bet this time?"

A middle-aged man in a suit next to him chimed in, his tone slightly probing and joking.

"The emerging talents personally supported by President Yan naturally have a unique vision."

His words implied a deep concern for Yan Tingnan's level of commitment to the brand, as this would influence their subsequent attitude.

Yan Tingnan picked up the champagne glass from the waiter's tray and glanced at the several bigwigs present.

"You two are too kind. The meaning of breaking free from the cocoon is precisely about breaking free."

"We should take a long-term view and support some new talents with real abilities to bring life to stagnant waters. This is what Qingyan should do."

"Qingyan erected this threshold not to block the way, but to sift gold."

"Whether it's art investment or brand incubation, the worst thing you can do is to follow the crowd and go with the flow."

"Our vision in choosing partners is the cornerstone of Qingyan's future."

He paused slightly, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping towards the SoftVoice display case.

There, Su Ruan's upright figure could be vaguely seen.

His eyes instantly became deep and unfathomable, and his tone turned somber.

"As for whether you're in the limelight or not, only those who can withstand the pressure deserve to stand higher."

"It can't withstand the wind; it will naturally dissipate."

He raised his glass slightly, gesturing to the crowd.

"You are all experts, so you might as well take a closer look at the work itself."

After he finished speaking, the air was silent for a moment.

Several bigwigs in Beijing's elite circles exchanged glances quickly, their understanding unspoken.

Yan Tingnan's words were seemingly impeccable.

But every word and sentence reveals a steadfast commitment to protecting SoftVoice and the company behind it, as well as a warning to any potential disruptors.

Yan Tingnan's attitude carried more weight than any praise.

The old man laughed heartily and raised his glass first.

"President Yan has a discerning eye! It seems that the 'Moon Over the Sea' is truly something to see!"

The wind direction became clear in an instant.

The man in the suit immediately stopped joking and burst into laughter.

"What President Yan has chosen is definitely worth seeing! We'll have to see it for ourselves later."

The old man nodded with a smile, and the other bigwigs in Beijing's elite circles understood immediately.

The gazes directed at the SoftVoice display case now held a more genuine scrutiny and interest.

At that moment, the exhibition area lights suddenly focused on the core booth.

The host's voice was clear and enthusiastic.

"Next, let's focus on the Gaozhu series in this 'Breaking the Cocoon' exhibition, a masterpiece by SoftVoice in collaboration with Tiangongfang and Master Chen Yansheng, 'Moonlight Over the Sea'!"

"Please welcome Ms. Song Shengsheng, co-founder of SoftVoice and chief designer of the 'Moonlight Over the Sea' series!"

The spotlight suddenly shone on the small stage next to the independent exhibition area.

Song Shengsheng took a deep breath and walked up in her seven-centimeter high heels.

The spotlight shone down.

She wore a simple and elegant black evening gown, her back straight as a pine tree, and strode onto the stage, exuding confidence and charisma.

"Hello everyone, I am Song Shengsheng."

Under the spotlight, she showed no stage fright, her usual playful smile vanished, and her clear voice pierced the entire venue.

"SoftVoice, born from humble beginnings, grows amidst thorns."

"The 'Moonlight Over the Vast Sea' series was personally supervised by Master Lai Sai-heung of Hong Kong Island Tian Gong Fang, with the finishing touches of Master Chen Yansheng of Yunnan."

"Master Chen personally oversaw the improvements, creating twelve layers of openwork, interlocking and progressively building, symbolizing the phases of the moon and the ebb and flow of the tides."

The curtain slid down, and the light burst forth.

Inside the bulletproof glass case, the main gem, Luna, hangs above a withered branch entwined with platinum wire.

Where the withered branches twist and turn, the embedded diamonds gleam like tiny specks of dust.

Exclamations of amazement rippled outwards.

"A masterpiece! Incredible skill!"

"A masterpiece by Chen Lao's return to the stage? A truly remarkable work!"

"It was worth it! This trip was definitely worthwhile!"

The flashes went off like crazy.

Song Shengsheng's explanations were insightful yet easy to understand, covering everything from design inspiration to technological breakthroughs, from material innovation to cultural essence.

Professional, passionate, and full of energy.

She stood in that beam of light, the embodiment of the soul of SoftVoice.

At that moment, she shone brightly.

Down in the audience, Su Shiwan's fingers, which were gripping the champagne glass, turned white, and sour juice almost spilled from between her teeth.

"Hmph, the higher you're praised, the harder you'll fall! What's the point of hyping it up so much?"

She deliberately raised her voice, facing Wen Wanwan beside her, but her eyes darted towards Su Ruan.

"Which of these old foxes in Beijing's elite circles doesn't wait until they see a clear benefit before making a move?"

"Pulling out real money to promote a new brand? Dream on!"

"I bet if today's pre-sales break one million, we'll be incredibly lucky!"

"Trying to compete with international brands? Dream on!"

"Let's see how they handle this awkward silence!"

Wen Wanwan nodded slightly, deeply agreeing.

“Sister Shiwan is right.”

Her voice was soft, tinged with regret.

"The value of a work of art must ultimately be proven by real money."

"It's amazing, but whether the market recognizes it and whether capital follows it is the life or death line."

"This industry is the most realistic."

"A new shoot without roots will break in a gust of wind."

Su Ruan looked at the confident and radiant Song Shengsheng on the stage, unaware of their sarcastic whispers.

A smile played on her lips, and her eyes were slightly warm.

Suddenly, someone gently patted my shoulder.

"Soft!"

A chuckled voice sounded beside him.

Su Ruan turned around, slightly taken aback.

Several men and women, dressed in plain clothes but exuding an imposing aura, stood beside Shen Yu.

The woman at the head of the group was a stunningly beautiful woman with a powerful aura, dressed in a dark green velvet dress.

His eyebrows and eyes resembled Shen Yu's by seven parts, and his whole being exuded the composed and noble air of a top family in Hong Kong.

"This is my sister, Shen Lan."

"There are also a few friends from the Hong Kong Island Jewellery Association who flew in specifically to support you."

"Sister, this is Su Ruan, the founder of SoftVoice, whom I've mentioned to you eight hundred times."

Shen Yu introduced it to Shen Lan with a hint of pride.

Shen Lan looked Su Ruan up and down, full of admiration.

"Miss Su, I've heard so much about you."

She reached out her hand readily, her voice crisp and cheerful.

“That brat Ah Yu, he praised you to the skies when he went back to Hong Kong, but I don’t believe him.”

"Seeing him today, it seems he finally has a good eye for things!"

"You've got guts and you've got the skills!"

"No wonder that old stubborn Lai Sai-cheung of the Hong Kong Island Tian Gong Fang made an exception for you; he has a sharp eye."

Su Ruan reached out and shook her hand, meeting her gaze with a sincere smile.

"Miss Shen, you flatter me."

"My courage was forced out of me."

"It is an honor for SoftVoice to have your favor."

Shen Lan's eyes showed even more admiration, and he tightened his grip on her hand.

"Beautiful, talented, and with a bright future!"

Just as he finished speaking, Song Shengsheng's explanation came to an end.

The audience erupted in thunderous applause!

Shen Lan released his hand and snapped his fingers at his assistant behind him.

"The complete set of the 'Moonlight Over the Sea' collection by Gao Zhu."

"Sign the contract now."

Several socialites and wealthy women from Hong Kong Island behind her spoke almost simultaneously, their smiles radiant.

"Sister Lan's judgment is unwavering! We should follow her lead!"

"I want one too! It's so beautiful!"

"I want those sapphire earrings and brooch!"

"The necklace! Reserve a matching set for the 'Moonlight Over the Sea' necklace for me!"

Count me in!

The sound was crisp and clear, resounding with a clear, resounding tone.

The assistant's fingers flew across the tablet screen.

Within a minute, several lines of pre-sale registration information filled up on SoftVoice's screen.

The order amount instantly exceeded 30 million!

Hong Kong's top socialites collectively placed an order, making it an instant sensation!

All eyes in the room instantly became focused.