"Alas, if only my Ah Wen hadn't gotten married, we'd still have a chance... but unfortunately, we can't compete with those two fierce wolves, Peter Ho and Lin Tianwang."
He shook his head, but the admiration on his face remained undimmed. If a woman like this could marry into a wealthy family, she would surely be the mistress of the house, capable of commanding the situation.
Run Run Shaw didn't speak immediately. His eyes, which had seen so much of life and were usually calm, now revealed a deep sense of surprise and a hint of relief. His fingertips tapped lightly on the windowsill:
"What's my goal in participating in Miss Hong Kong? Is it really just to pick a pretty vase?"
He shook his head slightly, his eyes fixed on Liu Rumeng's tall and straight figure on the screen.
"We need to find a woman who truly represents the spirit of Hong Kong! A woman who is dignified, intelligent, fearless, and capable of serving as a public role model! This Liu Rumeng,"
He paused, his tone firm.
"Although her methods may have been a bit drastic, the character and perseverance she displayed are exactly what I want to see most! This is the true Miss Hong Kong!"
He said with emotion that the appearance of Liu Rumeng seemed to confirm his deep pursuit of organizing the Miss Hong Kong pageant - to break the vase label and shape the new woman of the era.
Only Fang Yihua's expression remained calm, almost cold, and her eyes behind her glasses were as sharp as an eagle. Her gaze was fixed on Liu Rumeng's calm face on the screen.
“Amazing…so amazing.”
She murmured to herself, not in admiration but rather in the assessment of a difficult problem.
"The more powerful she is, the bigger the trouble."
Fang Yihua's mind raced. Liu Rumeng's near-omnipotence—beauty, intelligence, eloquence, impulsive reflexes, even the ability to protect herself, and that awe-inspiring aura—was exactly the image of the Miss Hong Kong winner Fang Yihua least wanted to see.
Her original plan for "reasonable suppression"—for example, setting tougher questions in the Q&A session that leaned towards Western values, or slightly emphasizing the so-called "traditional gentle beauty" in etiquette scoring—was significantly reduced and made more difficult by Liu Rumeng's formidable individual strength and brilliance. Forcefully lowering the scores would be extremely conspicuous and easily draw criticism.
"No..." She frowned slightly. "I need to change my thinking. I absolutely have to. I need to find a 'weakness'... one that she can't explain, but that others will take for granted."
She frowned and fell into deeper thought.
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