Actor Wang Yueheng transmigrates as a street singer participating in a talent show. His on-the-spot creation of "The Lone Brave" ignites the entire internet, helping him rise from a grassro...
Then he sang it to his fans.
"Especially the last poem, 'Prelude to Water Melody,' truly amazed me once again."
"I can't wait to have someone write out the complete poem and hang it in my house. I don't think Yue Heng will object, will he?"
Li Xiang then smiled and replied.
"Thank you, Sister Na and Sister Xiang. If Sister Xiang likes this poem, I'll write one for you right now."
Wang Yueheng, who understood the unspoken meaning in Li Xiang's words, responded with a smile.
After all, I was able to hold my first fan meeting at the Hunan Provincial Radio and Television Building thanks to the support and help of Li Xiang, the front desk pillar.
Sending you a poem is a small token of my gratitude.
"Really? That's wonderful, thank you so much! Wow, I never expected to receive such a big surprise!"
Upon hearing that Wang Yueheng, who had just finished a fan meeting, had so readily agreed to give him a calligraphy piece on the spot, Li Xiang immediately smiled excitedly.
As a queen of the entertainment and business world, Lee Sang has received many calligraphy works from famous calligraphers.
But in her opinion...
All those calligraphic works combined are not worth as much as Wang Yueheng's "Prelude to Water Melody"!
"My expectations aren't as high as Sister Xiang's. Just taking a photo with you backstage would be great, haha~"
Upon hearing that Wang Yueheng was going to present Li Xiang with a piece of calligraphy on the spot, Qingna, while feeling envious, immediately joked.
"Let's take a group photo together when Mr. Cheng Long is all ready!"
"Congratulations again on the successful hosting of Wang Yueheng's first fan meeting on Hunan TV!"
Teacher He, who was good at creating a lively atmosphere, then made a suggestion.
...
Just as Wang Yueheng and others were taking a group photo backstage to celebrate,
Kyoto Yizhuang Economic Development Zone.
Headquarters of Xindong Group, a leading self-operated e-commerce company in China.
A high-level internal meeting is being prepared and is about to be held.
The main topics of this meeting.
This is what President Zhao Fangdong had previously proposed: to pay social insurance and housing fund contributions for all of the company's delivery riders.
Prior to this, when Zhao Fangdong first proposed this idea, it was met with almost unanimous opposition from the group's senior executives.
The reason is simple: the cost is just too high!
Furthermore, no domestic enterprise, not even a state-owned enterprise, has ever paid social security for its delivery workers.
In a time when profits are becoming increasingly thin across all sectors.
As one of the leading e-commerce companies in China, Xindong Group has no reason to voluntarily bear such a large expense beyond what is legally required.
But to the surprise of many executives...
After several discussions, and with almost unanimous opposition.
Zhao Fangdong suddenly proposed again to convene a meeting to discuss this policy.
Furthermore, the focus of this meeting was no longer on whether to implement the policy, but rather on how to formally promote and implement it.
"What's wrong with Mr. Zhao? Wasn't this decision rejected by the senior executives in the last meeting? Why are you still forcing its implementation?"
"Is it possible that a new investor is coming in and specifically made this request?"
"Paying social security for so many delivery riders, what's the difference between this and doing charity!"
"Won't delivery fees also go up then? We might even lose customers..."
"I don't know. I only know that Mr. Zhao seemed to have been watching Wang Yueheng's concert in his office all afternoon."
"Could it be that he's been influenced by Wang Yueheng's charity foundation and is now going to increase his efforts to benefit society?"...
On the way to the meeting, many bewildered executives couldn't help but whisper among themselves and discuss the matter.