The excitement on Qian Shuzhen's face was instantly replaced by seriousness, and she rejected it immediately.
Liu Rumeng nodded in understanding: "That's right. Let's take a look then."
After "Supermarket Wars", the next TV series was Asia Television's prime-time drama - "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils".
The opening theme song "The Hard Sutra" sounded, the melody was passionate and carried a sense of desolation, and the lyrics were even more profound:
"I laugh at you and I, wasting all my scheming, chasing after the beauty of mirror flowers, afraid that luck will fade away in the blink of an eye, obsessed with greed, anger, joy, hate, and rage..."
Qian Shuzhen was instantly captivated by the song. She sat up straight, her eyes sparkling. "This song... this song is amazing! The lyrics capture the essence of human nature! The rhythm is so majestic and lingering! Who wrote it? Who sings it?"
Liu Rumeng looked at the screen, a gentle and proud smile on her lips: "He wrote the lyrics and composed the music all by himself. The singer is Mr. Lin Zixiang."
"Him again?! Writing lyrics and composing music? Lin Huowang... he can even do that? And write it so well?"
She felt her understanding being completely redefined. Writing poetry, novels, comics, animation, business, becoming a tycoon… now even composing pop songs was effortless, and it was so impressive?
She stared blankly at the TV screen, the song "The Difficult Sutra" echoing in her ears, her mind racing with thoughts: Such a powerful person... seems to really... be beyond the realm of common sense? Marrying multiple wives... seems... in this particular environment, to be... less incomprehensible? The thought kept coming to her mind, startling even herself. She shook her head, but couldn't completely dispel it.
Late at night, Qian Shuzhen lay on the king-size Simmons bed in the guest room, the impossibly soft mattress beneath her, a light, warm duvet covering her. The room was so quiet she could hear her own heartbeat. Through the large French windows, she could see the deep blue sky outside, the moonlight casting a silvery hue on the calm sea.
Everything is so beautiful that it seems like an unreal dream.
She thought about what Liu Rumeng said during the day, Lin Huowang's amazing achievements, the luxurious villa and the sky-high priced dinner. Her thoughts were in a mess and she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
The next day, Liu Rumeng made time to spend with Qian Shuzhen. They first went to the bustling Central.
Standing on the busy street and looking up at the skyscrapers, Qian Shuzhen once again felt a strong visual impact.
"Over there," Liu Rumeng pointed to a magnificent building, "that's the Landmark Building. Awang...um, Mr. Xiaolin is now the headquarters of the group."
Then, Liu Rumeng took her to a huge construction site where machines were roaring and the work was in full swing.
"This is the original location of the 'Landmark Plaza'. It's currently being demolished and rebuilt. It will be called 'Dragon Plaza' in the future. It's the newly redeveloped commercial center of Awang and will be even larger than before."
The final destination is the headquarters of Asia Television.
Walking into the busy office area, Qian Shuzhen saw a scene of efficient operation.
The staff walked hurriedly, the lights in the studio flashed, and the machines in the editing room hummed.
She saw Liu Rumeng and Lu Ruirong handling various affairs competently, issuing instructions, and reviewing documents. Their calm demeanor was completely different from the image of delicate women in her mind.
"A large number of programs are produced and broadcast here every day, including news, TV dramas, variety shows... There can't be any mistakes." Liu Rumeng took the time to explain to Qian Shuzhen.
Qian Shuzhen looked at all this and her heart was filled with admiration.
It is amazing that two such young and beautiful women can manage such a huge TV station and keep it so well organized.
What kind of ability and courage does this require? She has a new understanding of Liu Rumeng, the "sister" she once thought needed protection. The women around Lin Huowang are indeed not simple!
When Qian Shuzhen first arrived in Hong Kong Island, she felt like she was in a dream, this colorful world, this modern city, this world that is close to the mainland but completely different from the motherland.
Especially when she saw that Liu Rumeng and Lu Ruirong were both so outstanding and capable, she felt a sense of unwillingness to admit defeat. Since she was already here, she decided to make the best of it. She decided to work harder at her job, make some achievements and career of her own, and never let Lin Huowang look down on her.
In the mainland, she is the best journalist, and she will definitely find her place in Hong Kong Island.
At the same time, in the mainland, Shekou, Bao'an County.
At the gate of the brand-new Shekou Industrial Park, the atmosphere was tense and solemn. Bao'an County's leading officials, officials from the Industrial Bureau, and the directors and secretaries of more than a dozen large state-owned factories, all drawn from across the country, dressed neatly in Mao suits or cadre uniforms, waited eagerly under the scorching southern sun.
Sweat soaked their backs, but no one dared to slack off.
"Secretary Wang, who is this Hong Kong businessman? What a grand show! Mr. Liao personally accompanied him to inspect?" A fat factory director wiped his sweat with a handkerchief and whispered to the county party secretary next to him.
County Party Secretary Wang Yuanchao's expression was solemn, and he lowered his voice. "I don't know the details, but the higher-ups just say it's a patriotic Hong Kong businessman with immense financial resources! This Shekou Industrial Park is a key project personally approved by the elders! The foreign exchange invested... I heard it's an astronomical figure! Hundreds of thousands of workers have been transferred here! Do you think this is a small undertaking?"
"Wow!" another tall and thin factory manager clicked his tongue. "Such a lavish gesture! I bet it's not HSBC, but at least a super tycoon on the level of Henry Fok or Yue-kong Pao, right?"
"I think so! Otherwise, why would Mr. Liao come in person?" someone echoed.
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