A grand feast for the Chinese entertainment industry

Chapter 212 Small Capitalists
I didn't sleep very well that night.

Actually, they were already exhausted last night. At first, they were both a little shy. Although they were no longer naive young girls, it was their first time experiencing such a scene, especially for Vivian Chow, who was experiencing the three of them together for the first time. It still made them feel a little too shy. But once they broke through their initial shyness and embarrassment, they were probably really tempted, and they quickly became engrossed in it.

Even after it's over, I'll still feel ashamed and embarrassed.

But Lin Jianlu still didn't sleep very soundly.

Perhaps because I slept so much on the plane the whole way, it's hard to say whether my sleep schedule has been adjusted or not; in fact, it's been completely messed up.

However, upon waking in the boundless darkness, he found himself in surprisingly good spirits—he was already quite used to his unusually vigorous mental state.

When I woke up, I was holding a warm, soft body in my arms, but the other side was empty.

There was a light still on in the bathroom in the distance. By the faint light, Lin Jianlu turned her head and noticed Zhou Huimin curled up in a ball again.

The hotel room was well-heated, so it wasn't cold. She was covered with a blanket, but she was curled up in a ball.

This isn't the first time we've met.

She's always like this, every single time.

The first time he took her to a hotel, Lin Jianlu was a little surprised when he woke up in the morning and saw her sleeping position, but he quickly realized what was going on. He didn't ask, but he thought that it was probably related to her childhood experiences.

She was born after her father's death!

Perhaps it's because I've always lacked a sense of security since I was a child.

Lin Jianlu quietly lifted the blanket off herself and moved to her side, hugging her through the blanket. She gasped for breath, but gradually calmed down, her body slowly relaxing.

Finally, Lin Jianlu tried to gently turn her over. She seemed to sense something, hummed twice through her nose, reached out and touched Lin Jianlu's shoulder, then his face. She immediately felt a sense of relief, humming as if calling out "husband." Lin Jianlu simply lifted the blanket, crawled in, and hugged her, placing his hand on her lower abdomen. Feeling the warmth and firmness of his large palm, she immediately hummed comfortably again. Instantly, she completely relaxed, and the next moment, she suddenly fell into a deep sleep again, even gently purring like a cat.

In the hazy darkness, Lin Jianlu smiled.

He really liked the feeling that he could give girls a sense of security.

Turning to look at the other side, Chen Shuhua was sleeping soundly—during her pregnancy, she had experienced extreme emotional fluctuations, but after the baby was born, she suddenly felt at ease and was now sleeping very sweetly.

However, she herself admitted that she suffered from chronic anxiety and had been having trouble sleeping at night for several years, often waking up easily. On the contrary, ever since Lin Jianlu took her to bed, and especially after she and Su Huilun moved into the large villa that Lin Jianlu had bought for them, her anxiety problems gradually disappeared without her realizing it.

Yes, everyone knows that being a celebrity is glamorous and lucrative, but in fact, as far as Lin Jianlu knows, celebrities in this industry, regardless of gender, all have some degree of mental illness.

The pressure is too great.

In this industry, let alone getting ahead, just maintaining a foothold and not being pushed down is enough to exhaust most people—if you don't have some anxiety, insomnia, or other problems, you can't even call yourself a star.

A silly, optimistic person like Jay Chou is an exception in this industry.

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The winters in the capital always feel dry and cold to Lin Jianlu.

Fortunately, he is used to it and adapts well.

After carefully getting out of bed and washing up, he got dressed and went downstairs for a run, looking at the scenery on both sides of the street as he ran.

Trees that have lost all their leaves, buildings that are half-built, and alleyways branching off from Chang'an Avenue.

As he ran, he imagined what these places would look like thirty years from now—in fact, he couldn't really imagine what these places would look like thirty years from now, because thirty years from now, he would never run on Chang'an Avenue. Occasionally, he would drive on this famous street, but he would just step on the gas and drive past, so he wouldn't have time to pay attention to the scenery along the street.

His daily life and commuting to school generally involve taking the Fifth Ring Road. Although he lives in the capital, frankly speaking, he lives on the very outskirts of the capital and rarely has the opportunity to go to Chang'an Avenue—the Guomao area is the place he can be considered to visit frequently.

However, at present, there is no trace of the later generations at the Guomao.

Well, to be honest, if I apply for it later and acquire a large plot of land in this area, it will definitely be a profitable deal.

Especially if you acquired land and built buildings around 2000, by the time housing prices declined, the rental income alone would have recouped the investment several times over. As long as the holding costs are not too high and the vacancy rate is not too high, you should be able to survive that recession without having to sell buildings to make ends meet.

The fortunes of the nation and the country will definitely turn upward again; holding on for the long term, this place will remain a treasure trove.

In Hong Kong's Central district and the capital's CBD, there's no need to be greedy. Just these two places are enough to accumulate land, buildings, and properties, and you'll have a stable life for the rest of your days. For an ordinary person like Lin Jianlu, this is the best way to accumulate and pass on wealth that he can think of.

It feels more reliable than anything else.

Hmm, 2016, I guess. No matter how big or small, how much or how little, when 2016 comes, I'll do a major cleanup of my US stocks and other holdings, then come back to China to retire. — Ha, what was I thinking? I actually thought about retiring again?

While running, Lin Jianlu was lost in thought. Suddenly, at one point, even she was stunned by her own thoughts.

Looking back in a daze, I realize that it's been more than a year since I last thought about retirement. The most recent time was more than a year ago, in the autumn and winter. At that time, although I had some ambitions and started to have the idea of ​​taking things further, I did have the thought that "I've already made quite a bit, so it seems like I can retire at any time."

However, he was eventually provoked, or rather, he eventually became arrogant.

A time traveler ultimately chose the most greedy and ambitious path—well, thankfully, everything went smoothly, and the English song actually made it to the top and became incredibly popular.

Oh, right, I hope I can win something at the upcoming Grammys. And then... no, I need to find out in advance where Chen Kaige is staying. Once I get a Grammy, I'm going to show off in front of him and make him furious!

"Come here, Xiao Chen, come and take a look. This is what you've been drooling over for so many years!"

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In winter, it gets light late. Lin Jianlu ran for five or six kilometers and then ran back to the hotel, which was definitely more than ten kilometers away. When he entered the hotel, it was still dark. However, when he returned to the room, Chen Shuhua was already awake and seemed to have finished washing up and was about to go out.

There was another person sleeping in the bedroom. The two hugged each other, both deliberately keeping their voices down.

"I'm about to go for a run."

"Okay, go ahead. When you come back from your run, I'll take you all to have breakfast together."

"Aren't we eating at the hotel?"

"What's so good about breakfast in hotels? Especially in hotels catering to foreigners, they're just for rich people like you. If you want something decent, you have to eat out."

"Okay, I'm going for a run now. Keep your movements quiet so you don't wake her. She's sleeping soundly."

"it is good."

Watching her leave, Lin Jianlu took a shower. While drying herself, she saw the bathroom door open. Zhou Huimin, wearing only her underwear, walked in sleepily. She couldn't find the toilet seat at first glance, and after a moment of confusion, she turned and sat down, pulling down her underwear and plopping down with a sweet, sleepy smile on her face, looking like she had slept very well. But the next moment, she looked up and was startled, her sobs abruptly stopping. After a moment, she breathed a sigh of relief, half-complaining and half-coquettish, "Honey..."

Lin Jianlu laughed and turned back to continue drying his hair.

But she wouldn't budge, remaining silent for a long time before pleading, "You go out first!"

Lin Jianlu turned around and said, "Tch! You still need to carry me? What haven't I seen of you?"

She covered her face, seemingly recalling the embarrassing scene from the previous night, and said in a sweet, cloying voice, "No, no, it's so embarrassing!"

There was nothing she could do; Lin Jianlu was eventually kicked out. As she was getting dressed, she came out with a flushed face. By the time Lin Jianlu turned around, she was already over, snuggling into his arms, humming softly, and rubbing her head against Lin Jianlu's chest.

"You're awake? Not going back to sleep?"

"Yes, I slept well. I had a great night's sleep!"

So she quickly washed up, her face flushed, and picked up and put on the clothes that had been left on the bed last night. But suddenly, she peeked halfway out of the bedroom door and asked, "Honey, do you and Sister Shuhua often..."

"what?"

"Hmm, never mind, it's nothing."

She shrank back, and after a moment she got dressed and walked out of the bedroom, but she still couldn't help asking, "Sister Shuhua seems so skilled... so... who does she usually hang out with? Is it... Su Huilun?"

"What do you want? Want to learn from experience? Who do you want to learn from?"

"No!"

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I had planned to take them to try some of the famous old Beijing snacks, douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) and jiaoquan (fried dough rings), but after thinking about it, I decided against it; it would be too cruel for them.

When Lin Jianlu first went to school in the capital in her previous life, she really tried it out of admiration. She retched quite badly and never dared to recall that experience again for the rest of her life.

So, while Chen Shuhua was taking a shower after her run, she called the driver to come over. In the end, they found a breakfast stall and settled on some steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and tofu pudding. Many early risers in Chaoyang District, once they caught a glimpse of Lin Jianlu's face, would subconsciously stare at him, muttering, "Hey! That young man looks so much like someone I know. He seems familiar, but I can't quite place him."

However, older generations are not very familiar with the faces of Vivian Chow and Shu-hua Chen, indicating that they are not yet popular enough in mainland China.

Anyone that the Chaoyang residents don't recognize is deemed not to be "red" (i.e., not popular).

After breakfast, Lin Jianlu took the two of them back to their hotel, but went to Chen Hong's place herself. Fortunately, this body was not only young, but also had great and greedy desires. However, it was also very robust. After four rounds of debauchery last night, it still had energy left this morning to satisfy this one.

Well, actually, he has been busy for the past two months. Since joining the cast of "The Myth" and then going to New York for rehearsals, although he has always had women around him, his mind is not really on these things. Even when he took Li Xiaoran to bed and took her virginity, Lin Jianlu did not feel particularly excited.

too tired.

However, now that he's back in the capital, he feels that his long-dormant greed has suddenly returned.

That's good. Chen Hong has always been good.

Afterwards, they would take a shower together, relax on the sofa, drink a pot of tea, and chat. She could always make Lin Jianlu feel relaxed and comfortable.

As a result, Xu Qing finally called around 11 o'clock.

The first thing he asked was, "Do you still want your wife?"

Lin Jianlu chuckled – the fact that she waited until now to call was already a huge improvement; Lin Jianlu had thought she would have called first thing in the morning!

She wasn't annoyed; it was normal for her to be jealous. It wouldn't be like her if she wasn't. "Yes, yes! I'll go home after the live stream tonight."

"Oh, you still want us? I was thinking you didn't want us anymore. What's the point of Qingxia and me just sitting here in this big courtyard? We were even discussing this morning at breakfast whether we should remarry and see if anyone would want us."

Lin Jianlu laughed and cursed, "Get lost!"

There was laughter over there, and then it seemed like Brigitte Lin said something from not far away. Xu Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing and immediately said into the microphone, "Hey, don't spend all your money outside, at least leave us some soup!"

Lin Jianlu chuckled again.

After chatting for a few more minutes and hanging up, Chen Hong chimed in, "You know, Xu Qing is really quite interesting! She's straightforward, but she's also quite adorable!"

Ah, Chen Hong praised Xu Qing for being cute...

Lin Jianlu wasn't even sure if it was a compliment or not.

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The Lunar New Year is approaching, and it's already New Year's Eve. In the afternoon, before it even got dark, every household was busy frying, stir-frying, and cooking. In any residential area, there was a strange smell that mixed the aroma of oil and the smoke of firecrackers.

Years later, this generation calls this flavor the taste of the New Year.

As in previous years, Nanluoguxiang was bustling with activity. Starting a few days ago, every household in the courtyard was frying things. On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, the Gao family also removed the kettle from the coal stove early and began preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Unlike her sister, who is a bit lazy, Gao Wenwen is much more diligent. She was originally eating sunflower seeds at home, but as soon as she was told to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, she immediately got busy and chatted with the neighbors while working.

Only when he occasionally looked up and saw the locked door of the Lin family's house in the west wing across the street did he unconsciously become somewhat dazed and lost in thought.

Her sister graduated this summer. University graduates are no longer guaranteed job placement, but she still managed to get a job through the Lin family's connections. As a result, her father, who had been proud his whole life and still had countless regrets, finally bowed his head to Aunt Lin for the first time and managed to get her sister a job at Xinhua Bookstore. Although it was an internship, her connections were strong enough that they promised to make her a full-time employee after a year.

At Xinhua Bookstore, the money is always well-earned, and the salary is paid on time. It's not much; an intern earns 272 a month, and after becoming a full-time employee, they can earn 410. The Gao family of four is quite satisfied with this job and this income.

Next year, it will be Gao Wenwen's turn to graduate.

Of course, job placement is still not guaranteed. You'll most likely have to ask someone for help. And if you can find someone nearby and beg for help, you'll probably get a result. So you'll probably have to go to Old Lin's family. But for some reason, these last two times when I came back from vacation, every time I stood under the porch in front of my house and looked up at Old Lin's house across the street, Gao Wenwen couldn't help but feel a little lost.

The Lin family has already flown away.

The whole family flew away.

It is said that Lin Jianlu bought houses for his parents and grandparents in the Asian Games Village area. He even bought a courtyard house at a high price, right next to Houhai. The location is very good and the price is very expensive. However, for a family like his, it doesn't seem like much.

It eventually flew away.

It's no longer the house across the street, the one you can just look up at, walk over to, and call out to.

When I have free time, I think back to when I was in junior high and high school, I used to follow him around and even thought about dating him. It feels like it was just yesterday—but now it's enough to make people laugh. I'm too embarrassed to even mention it.

Clang, clang, hiss, crackle.

They started washing, picking, and chopping around three or four o'clock in the morning. The mother and her two daughters worked together until six or seven o'clock in the evening, when it was completely dark. Finally, the New Year's Eve dinner was served.

While enjoying their New Year's Eve dinner, the family chatted and laughed, reminiscing about the year's hard work and achievements. It was quite a sweet experience. Looking ahead to next year, the eldest sister will be promoted to a permanent position, and the youngest sister will graduate. If they ask their old neighbor, the Lin family, for help, they should be able to get some decent jobs. That would mean all four members of the family would start receiving a salary.

Just thinking about it makes me feel like life is going to get better and better. So we're all very happy.

The meal was almost finished, but Mr. Gao was still drinking, while the Spring Festival Gala had already started.

It was lively and festive.

It's this taste.

Every year on New Year's Eve, we look forward to seeing this spectacle.

Whether the show is good or bad doesn't matter much. The performers on stage are all dressed festively, clasping their hands and saying auspicious words like "May you have abundance every year," with smiles on their faces. That's enough—people have worked hard all year, and this is exactly what they want!
The performance started with singing and dancing, it was very lively.

Then came another song and dance performance called "Celebrating the New Year in All Directions," which was very lively and festive.

Then came a crosstalk performance by Niu Qun and Feng Gong called "Enjoying the Fruits of Others' Labor," which was quite funny.

People of this generation love the Spring Festival Gala and cherish it. They watch every program with extra care. In an era of scarce entertainment, when there was really nothing to do, every year during the Spring Festival, a feast of entertainment is suddenly served up for you. Whether it's singing, dancing, acrobatics, opera, crosstalk, or skits, watching it all feels particularly good, interesting, enjoyable, and memorable!

The Gao family was also very engrossed in watching.

The next program was Zhou Huimin's "Gong Xi Fa Cai" - back then there was a newspaper called "Radio and Television Newspaper", which published the program list for this year's Spring Festival Gala a few days in advance, so the Gao sisters had been waiting for it for a long time!
That's Vivian Chow!
The Hong Kong beauty queen is popular, beautiful, and pure. This time, she's finally appearing on the Spring Festival Gala!

"This song is great, and it has a good meaning! Wishing you prosperity! Great! And the singer is beautiful too!"

It's rare that Dad doesn't know Vivian Chow, but this song appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage on New Year's Eve. When Vivian Chow sang, she was clasping her hands and dancing. Her singing was smooth, her movements were light, her expressions were lively, and her smile was pleasing. The whole song was also quite melodious and the lyrics were auspicious, so even he praised it repeatedly.

As expected, the applause in the studio was very enthusiastic when the song ended.

Gao Yufeng suddenly leaned over and said, "This song is definitely going to be a hit! It should be available soon after the New Year! It'll definitely be in the Spring Festival Gala album!"

Gao Yuhuang nodded, agreeing with her opinion.

But the next program was a Peking Opera performance. Although they were from the capital, the Gao sisters couldn't even listen to Peking Opera, so they just chatted instead.

Then, skits, songs, dances, and one delicious dish after another were served on the New Year's Eve table. The family would occasionally discuss and praise the dishes. Mr. Gao quickly finished his wine and stopped drinking. He wasn't in a hurry to clear the table, and the whole family focused on watching TV.

At 9:30, it's time for the program that young people love most.

It was a medley of songs called "Popular Trends"—it's a pity that in this era, no matter how famous you are this year, getting even a minute on a Spring Festival Gala medley is already an unparalleled honor. Because in this era, the arts and culture scene is truly flourishing, and it hasn't reached the point where newcomers are needed to carry the show.

In this era, for a big star in the eyes of ordinary people to get on the Spring Festival Gala and sing a one-minute song, it usually requires several people to sing together.

then……

"They're here! Wang Fei! Chen Shuhua!"

Yes, "Meet in 1998" has arrived.

Saying it's highly anticipated is a bit of an exaggeration, but Wang Fei has indeed become popular in mainland China in the last two or three years, while Chen Shuhua has become especially popular in the last year or so. Her last album not only sold well in Hong Kong, Taiwan and Southeast Asia, but also sold very well in mainland China—and pirated copies sold even better!
Basically, looking at the end of 1996 and the first half of 1997, apart from Lin Jianlu who was definitely the most popular, the other most popular people were Richie Jen, Chen Shuhua, Su Huilun and A-mei.

In the latter half of 1997, Wang Fei and Liang Yongqi were at the peak of their popularity.

Artists like Li Wen, Zheng Xiuwen, and Karen Mok are already quite famous in Hong Kong and Taiwan, but they still lack a certain level of popularity in mainland China.

Chen Shuhua sang first, her voice warm and clear, with a special touch of warmth and brightness—

"Open your heart, peel away the shyness of spring,"

"The dance steps whirl and twirl, breaking the silence of winter,"

Then came Wang Fei, her voice ethereal and clear, following in the footsteps of Chen Shuhua's voice—

"A warm and comforting feeling, carrying heartfelt greetings,"

"The gentle drizzle bathed..."

The two sang together—

"Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday's exciting moment,"

"You greeted me with warm eyes, welcoming the joy I brought from yesterday, joy..."

These were arguably the two best and most popular female voices in China at that time.

The song is good, the lyrics are good, the melody is good, it's timely, and the overall style of the song is warm and ethereal... It's no exaggeration to say that from Chen Shuhua's first line, countless people across the country watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV were instantly captivated.

The Gao family of four was no exception.

The final musical work produced will undoubtedly sound good to you.

Even long after the song was finished, and everyone was laughing out loud during the skit, they were all very engaged and enjoying themselves. But the feeling left deep in their minds by the song "Meet in 1998" still lingered and refused to dissipate.

Finally, around 10 o'clock, the host Ni Ping introduced, "Last year, a young man stepped onto our Spring Festival Gala stage and won everyone's unanimous love. He sang 'Fairy Tale,' which moved countless people. And today... haha, yes, he has once again come to our Spring Festival Gala stage to present a new song he composed this year, 'Jiangnan'! Please welcome... Lin Jianlu!"

"Oh my, Little Deer is here!"

This immediately alerted Mr. Gao, and the two Gao sisters also put down their sunflower seeds.

But instead of the joy on his face that his father showed, his expression was inexplicably sad.

The neighbors I grew up playing and bickering with are now almost exclusively seen on television.

Who wouldn't feel a pang of melancholy?
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"Sit still! Did I give you permission to get up?"

On New Year's Eve, around 10 p.m., the prelude to "Jiangnan" started playing on the television screen, and the program name, singer, and lyricist and composer also appeared on the screen. As a result, several instances of "Lin Jianlu" appeared on the screen at once.

In the living room of the Lin family villa, Lin Jianyue, who had been sitting on pins and needles, subconsciously wanted to get up, but was immediately stopped by his father, Lin Baixin.

So he had no choice but to sit back down.

He had already been kicked out of the family, but since it was the Spring Festival, Lin Jianyue's biological mother and second wife pleaded on his behalf, and Lin Baixin agreed to let her son come back for the New Year. But unexpectedly, in addition to celebrating the New Year, he was also required to have his wives and children watch TV with him. And to make matters worse, they were watching ATV!

ATV still bears the surname Lin, but it's no longer the Lin of Lin Baixin or Lin Jianyue; it's the Lin of Lin Jianlu!

After changing hands, ATV surprisingly chose to broadcast CCTV's Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve this year!

The programs on the mainland are very outdated, with very few celebrities, and they all have an official tone, which makes people feel uncomfortable. I really don't know how bad the ratings will be if ATV chooses to broadcast the mainland's Spring Festival Gala!
Unfortunately, Lin Jianlu also performed on stage this year, singing a solo.

Lin Jianyue can't help but feel irritated just by seeing his face or hearing his name!
But there was nothing he could do now. His dad insisted he sit and watch, so he had no choice but to endure it and was forced to watch the entire performance—it was just so-so. He was incredibly famous, and it's said he went to perform at the Super Bowl halftime show and earned 20 million US dollars in one show, which is insane! That's 150 million Hong Kong dollars!

But when he went to sing on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala, it was said that he didn't get a single penny!

whispering sound!
After listening to the song, I was surprised to find that my dad actually nodded in approval. "This young man is truly remarkable! Even I, an old man, find his songs very enjoyable! No wonder he's so famous that one performance can buy a building!"

What to do? Lin Jianyue wasn't even willing to agree.

Even though he knew that his previous actions had caused him great loss of face, now that he had finally been allowed to come back for the Spring Festival, he should seize this opportunity to coax his father and win his favor so that he could come back as soon as possible, or at least get his suspended credit card reinstated first.

But no, I really hate that person, I can't agree with a single word.

Suddenly, after the song ended, the father seemed to shift his attention away from the television he had been engrossed in. He turned to his second son, Lin Jianyue, whom he had previously valued the most, and asked, "Ah Yue, did you watch the TV series 'Water Margin' that ATV aired recently?"

Lin Jianyue was stunned for a moment. Although he subconsciously sat up straight immediately, he stammered for a while before finally being able to answer, "No! I... I don't really like mainland dramas, Dad, you know, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Baixin suddenly asked again, "I heard that since Lin Jianlu took over ATV, he has been recruiting people recently, and it seems like he's really looking to expand his workforce. What do you think about that?"

There was no need for hesitation on this point. Lin Jianyue immediately revealed a disdainful sneer, "He's courting death! We've put in so much effort, practicing strict frugality while working hard to produce good programs, and we've finally started to make a profit. He's supposedly going to do fully digital recording and broadcasting, and even set up some satellite TV department. He's definitely going to lose money!"

Lin Baixin looked calmly at her son, wanting to offer some advice, but after thinking it over, she realized that his grudges were likely accumulated from old issues and were no longer simply about a woman. At this point, she didn't bother to waste her breath, but still couldn't help asking, "You're both young, don't ruin your relationship so easily! I've met this young man, he's not bad! Should I ask someone to mediate..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Jianyue, having reached his limit, interrupted him, "I don't want to! I just want to see him die!"

Lin Baixin felt a surge of anger welling up from the bottom of her heart for a moment, but she quickly controlled it—which only brought her more powerlessness.

How to do it?

He was forced to stay in Taiwan for a year, and when he returned, everything had changed drastically.

When the entire Lai Sun Group was handed over to the second son, its market value exceeded HK$60 billion, and the Lin family's assets also exceeded HK$20 billion. Although it was no longer possible for them to enter the top ten of the rich list, they still firmly held the top twenty spots. In Hong Kong, they were always honored guests wherever they went. In the market, they were also a large and influential company and group, and were highly regarded by the public.

but now……

In order to postpone the debt, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and beg for help everywhere!

In order to suppress the defection of the small and medium-sized shareholders in the company, he had to drag his old and sick body to patiently persuade them one by one, sometimes by threatening and intimidating, sometimes by promising benefits, and sometimes by dividing and winning them over. In short, he really went to great lengths to prevent the Lin family from losing the Lixin Group that he had built from scratch!

In order to boost the stock price and send some positive signals to shareholders, he had to beg his old friend to help him increase his shareholding. As you can imagine, either someone would take advantage of the situation, or in the future, he would have to pay many times more to redeem those shares...

Ugh!
What can be done? What can be done?
Too lazy to throw a tantrum anymore, Lin Baixin leaned back on the sofa and waved her hand, "Turn off the TV, I'm not watching it anymore!"

After he finished speaking, he sighed, picked up his cane, and tried to get up. His children hurriedly got up to help him, but he shook them all off. Leaning on his cane, he thought for a moment. Just then, the television was turned off, and the huge, luxurious living room became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"I'm old! ... This young man has a bright future. He's definitely not what Hong Kong people think he is, just a lecherous popular singer! And don't think that just because you're born into the Lin family, you're naturally superior! If I really die, it will be incredibly easy for him to kill you!"

"At least one thing is certain: he can go to America and earn 20 million US dollars for a single performance, while his ATV can broadcast the mainland's Spring Festival Gala on the same day as CCTV's 'Water Margin,' and he can also go to CCTV's highest-level stage in the mainland to sing the closing song!"

"Just look at how well he manages to connect with everyone, what can you compare to him? I can't even compare!"

Just as Lin Baixin was about to say something more, his daughter suddenly burst out laughing. Lin Baixin was taken aback and turned to look at her. His daughter looked up at him innocently and said, "Dad, it seems like we're the ones who should be scolded! We have no grudge against that rascal! If you want to discipline someone, go find that person! Why drag us into it? Everyone, don't you agree?"

"Yes, yes! Dad, we have no grudge against Lin Jianlu!"

Lin Baixin opened his mouth, looking at the children born to him by his various wives in the living room, but for a long time, he couldn't utter a single word.

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"We, who do not understand the torment of love, hate, and passion, thought that love was as fickle as the changing winds and clouds,"

"Believe that loving for one day is better than loving forever; in this instant, time is frozen..."

This year I changed into a black suit.

Her hair was styled like an adult's as usual—well, she didn't usually pay attention to it, but back in New York, it was basically a makeup session. At that time, Lin Jianlu stood in front of the mirror and carefully examined her face. Compared to the end of 1995 when she first transmigrated, her face had lost some of its already limited naivety, and there seemed to be an added, indescribable, domineering feeling in her face and eyes.

He's still incredibly handsome, the kind of handsome that's very masculine and tough.

But now, there's an even stronger sense of pressure from those in positions of authority.

Well, I can understand. I'm not very talented, but I've managed to barely make it into the capitalist world, so I'm considered a small capitalist.

From the mainland to Hong Kong, from Hong Kong to Taiwan, and from Taiwan to America, the number of people surrounding him now includes dozens: agents, assistants, drivers, bodyguards, butlers, servants, and backup dancers. If you add his dozen or so lovers, their assistants, the companies they run, and even the companies he has significant investments in and controls... all these miscellaneous people combined, there are probably at least several hundred people who rely on him for their livelihood.

Their assets already exceed one billion US dollars—even after deducting bank loans, their net assets alone amount to six or seven hundred million US dollars!
Ok……

"We, who didn't know how to express tenderness, thought that dying for love was just an ancient legend,"

"How painful can parting be? How intense can the pain be? Only when dreams are buried in the misty rain of Jiangnan do we understand..."

Just like during yesterday's rehearsal, after the song ended, the studio erupted in enthusiastic applause. Amid the applause, Lin Jianlu wore a warm smile, raised her hands diagonally upwards in greeting, and then bowed slightly as the elevator slowly descended.

I couldn't look to the side, but I could already hear Ni Ping's voice, "Thank you! Thank you, Jianlu! What a beautiful and melodious song!..."

As the lift landed, the microphone was handed to the staff. Lin Xilei immediately came up to help remove the in-ear monitor. Chen Shuhua and Zhou Huimin, on the other hand, were also waiting at the exit, clearly waiting for them, but they were a step too late. Then they looked at each other and were both a little embarrassed to come up to them.

Lin Jianlu didn't care what they were thinking.

From the moment the Southeast Asian financial crisis struck Southeast Asia in July, he became extremely anxious. Initially, he focused on the Thai baht exchange rate and the correlation and patterns between the US stock market and the Southeast Asian financial crisis. Then, when Hong Kong was swept away, he became even more nervous and began to spend money lavishly but selectively. After that, he was almost constantly meeting people, negotiating, and signing agreements. Then, he went to the foot of the Tianshan Mountains to freeze for a month or so, and then went to New York to start rehearsals...

Finally, the Spring Festival Gala has come to an end.

Zero defects.

At least for him, in the past year, he had accomplished almost everything that an ordinary time traveler could think of and do!
There were no flaws, no mistakes, and no misjudgments.

Almost perfect.

Now, although there is probably only about half a month of free time, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

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Thank you so much!

(End of this chapter)