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At 2 p.m., Yang Guangming appeared in front of the Beijing Film Academy administration building on time.

He held the gleaming silver Volpi Cup in his hand, the trophy reflecting a dazzling light in the autumn sun. He had barely stepped out of the car when he attracted the attention of many people on campus.

"Look! It's sunshine!"

"Is that the Venice trophy he's holding? It's so dazzling!"

"He's even more handsome in person than in the newspaper!"

Whispers came from all directions, but Yang Guangming remained calm and strode into the administration building.

As soon as I got to the second floor, I saw Xie Fei waiting in the corridor.

"Guangming! Over here!" Xie Fei waved with a beaming smile, his gaze falling on the trophy in Guangming's hand, his eyes flashing with satisfaction and pride. "This is the Volpi Cup? It's beautiful!"

"Hello, teacher," Yang Guangming greeted respectfully.

"Okay, okay!" Xie Fei patted his shoulder. "Come on, let's go to my office first, and then I'll take you to see Director Liu and the other deans."

The two entered Xie Fei's office. The office was small, but clean and elegant, with several movie posters hanging on the walls and bookshelves full of movie-related books and videotapes.

Xie Fei poured Yang Guangming a cup of tea, and the two sat down on the sofa.

"You must have had a long trip. How's your jet lag adjusting?"

"Thankfully, I slept on the plane and am basically fine," Yang Guangming replied.

Xie Fei nodded, his gaze returning to the trophy: "To be able to personally hold the Venice Best Actor award, you are the first among domestic actors to do so. And at the age of seventeen, this record will probably remain unbroken for a long time."

Yang Guangming smiled modestly: "I was lucky to have come across a good script and a good director."

"Don't be too modest." Xie Fei said seriously, "Jiang Wen and I talked about your acting skills in person, and he praised your performance to the skies. He said that your acting skills are not like those of a newcomer at all, and your understanding and portrayal of the character even surpasses many experienced actors. This is Jiang Wen's evaluation, and he is not the kind of person who praises people easily."

Yang Guangming took a sip of tea but didn't reply.

Xie Fei continued, "You should be aware of the school's arrangements for you. In the Directing Department, you're the only student from the Class of '94, and I will personally mentor you. In the Acting Department, Professor Wang Shuyan will be your class advisor. She's a senior professor with extensive experience and will guide you well."

"Thank you, teacher. I will study hard." Yang Guangming said sincerely.

"With your learning ability, I'm not worried about you not doing well," Xie Fei smiled. "You just need to manage your time well; the course load for a double degree is quite heavy, so you need to be prepared. By the way, when is your movie going to be released in China?"

"The specific release date has not yet been set. Director Jiang is currently in talks with the distributor, and there may be some minor editing adjustments. It may not be released this year."

Xie Fei nodded: "When the school organizes a viewing, it will be a great learning opportunity."

The two chatted about movies and course schedules for a while longer. About twenty minutes later, Xie Fei stood up and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see Director Liu, and then to the dean's office. Dean Liu specifically instructed that we should hold a simple welcome and celebration ceremony for you."

The office of Liu Shibing, the head of the Performing Arts Department, was on the same floor. Upon seeing Yang Guangming and Xie Fei enter together, Liu Shibing immediately greeted them warmly.

"Welcome back, Guangming! Oh no, I should say welcome to the university!" Liu Shibing smiled and shook hands with Yang Guangming, his gaze also drawn to the trophy in Yang Guangming's hand. "This is the Venice Film Festival Best Actor trophy? Let me see!"

Yang Guangming handed over the trophy, which Liu Shibing carefully took, examining it closely and exclaiming repeatedly, "It's so beautiful! This is the first Best Actor award at an A-list international film festival for a current student at Beijing Film Academy. It's incredibly significant!"

"Director Liu, you flatter me," Yang Guangming said modestly.

"That's no exaggeration at all!" Liu Shibing said seriously. "You have no idea how many calls our Beijing Film Academy's phones have been ringing off the hook these past two weeks. Reporters from all over the country want to interview you. You haven't even officially started classes yet, and you're already a golden brand for our Beijing Film Academy!"

Yang Guangming smiled slightly: "The school has given me such a great opportunity and platform, and I am proud of the school."

"We'll help each other succeed!" Liu Shibing laughed even harder. "Let's go see Dean Liu. They must be getting impatient."

The three arrived at the floor where the dean's office was located. The door to Dean Liu Guodian's office was open, and several school leaders had already gathered inside—Vice Dean Wang Weiguo, Vice Dean Wang Fengsheng, and some heads of the Publicity Department and the Academic Affairs Office.

When Yang Guangming came in, everyone stood up, their faces beaming with warm smiles.

"Guangming, welcome, welcome!" Liu Guodian stepped forward first and shook hands with Yang Guangming. "You've had a hard time on this trip, but you've gained a lot and brought honor to Beijing Film Academy!"

"Thank you, Dean Liu. It is my honor to be a student at Beijing Film Academy," Yang Guangming replied politely.

Vice Dean Wang Weiguo also stepped forward to shake hands: "Guangming, you are the first student in the history of Beijing Film Academy to win an international award before even enrolling. You've set a precedent!"

"With the guidance and support of the school and teachers, I am confident that I will achieve even better results in the future," Yang Guangming replied politely.

After exchanging pleasantries, Liu Guodian spoke first: "As is customary, when students win awards in important international competitions, the school makes a copy of the trophy in the Hall of Fame as a permanent collection. Guangming, we'd like to make a copy of your Volpi Trophy for the Hall of Fame as well. What do you think?"

"Of course, it would be my honor," Yang Guangming agreed without hesitation.

“Great!” Liu Guodian was delighted. “Then we’ll arrange for a photographer from the publicity department to take some photos of you and the trophy now, for school publicity and archiving. Then you can temporarily hand the trophy over to the school, and we’ll find a professional craftsman to make a copy. It will take about a week. Once the copy is complete, the original trophy will be returned to you intact.”

“Okay, no problem.” Yang Guangming nodded.

Soon, the photographer from the publicity department arrived with his equipment. At Dean Liu Guodian's suggestion, they first took a group photo of Yang Guangming with several school leaders—Yang Guangming stood in the middle, holding a trophy, with the deans and department heads on either side, everyone smiling broadly.

Then, I took several close-up photos of Yang Guangming holding the trophy, as well as a photo of him in front of the Beijing Film Academy's emblem.

After the photo session, Yang Guangming solemnly handed the Volpi Cup to Liu Guodian.

"Dean Liu, thank you for your help."

"No trouble at all, it's an honor for the school!" Liu Guodian accepted the trophy as if it were a priceless treasure. "Don't worry, we will keep it safe and notify you as soon as the copy is completed."

After chatting for a while, Liu Guodian said, "Guangming, your class has been assigned. You'll be in the 1994 undergraduate performance class."

You have received such a great honor, and the school attaches great importance to nurturing you. They have specially selected senior professor Wang Shuyan to serve as your class's homeroom teacher.

Professor Wang is a senior professor at our school, highly experienced and respected. I'll have Director Li take you to meet Professor Wang, and then you can go to the classroom to meet your classmates.

Li Ming, the director of the admissions office, stepped forward and said, "Guangming, please come with me."

Yang Guangming bid farewell to several school leaders and left the administration building with Li Ming.

Walking on campus, Li Ming's attitude was even more enthusiastic than when they last met: "Guangming, you don't know, ever since the news of your award spread, our admissions office has been ringing off the hook. Many parents and students have come to inquire about how to get into the Beijing Film Academy. Your award is more effective than any amount of publicity we could do!"

Yang Guangming smiled and said, "Director Li, you flatter me. I just did what I wanted to do."

“This is the power of role models!” Li Ming exclaimed. “Your choice of Beijing Film Academy and your achievement proves that art schools can also cultivate top talents, which is an encouragement to the entire field of art education.”

As they spoke, the two arrived in front of a teaching building. This building was the main teaching building of the performing arts department, its exterior walls covered with ivy, the leaves of which were beginning to turn red in autumn, giving it a unique charm.

"Teacher Wang's office is on the third floor. I'll take you there," Li Ming said, leading the way.

Upon reaching the third floor, the faint sounds of lines being practiced and musical instruments drifted down the corridor, creating a unique atmosphere characteristic of art schools.

Li Ming knocked on the door of office 308.

"Please come in." A gentle female voice came from inside.

Stepping inside, the office, though small, was decorated warmly and elegantly. Several potted plants sat by the window, and the bookshelves were neatly arranged with books on acting theory and scripts. Behind the desk sat a female professor, around fifty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a gentle and intellectual air.

"Professor Wang, this is Yang Guangming," Li Ming introduced.

Wang Shuyan stood up, a kind smile on her face: "Hello, Guangming. It's great to finally meet you. I've seen so much about you in the newspapers these past few days."

"Hello, teacher," Yang Guangming greeted respectfully.

"Please have a seat." Wang Shuyan pointed to the chair opposite her, and then said to Li Ming, "Director Li, please have a seat too."

After the three sat down, Wang Shuyan carefully examined Yang Guangming, her eyes filled with admiration: "Indeed, you have an extraordinary demeanor. Director Liu and Director Xie have both given me a detailed introduction to your situation. You have a double degree, and you're constantly traveling between the two places. Your study load must be quite heavy."

"I will manage my time reasonably and will definitely not let you teachers down," Yang Guangming promised.

Wang Shuyan nodded: "You are the top scorer in the national college entrance examination, and I believe in your learning ability. However, learning acting is a process that requires your full attention and a lot of practice and understanding. The same goes for learning directing. You have to take care of both, which will be a test of your energy and time management."

She took out a timetable from the drawer: "This is the course schedule for the Acting Department's Class of '94. Your situation is special. I've discussed it with Director Xie, and you can selectively take fewer or be exempted from some less important general education courses, but you must ensure attendance at the core professional courses. Director Xie will also make flexible arrangements for the Directing Department courses based on your situation."

Yang Guangming took the timetable and quickly glanced at it. The schedule was very intensive, with classes every day covering vocal music, diction, physical expression, performance theory, and drama history.

“I’m fine, Teacher Wang.” Yang Guangming said earnestly, “Since I’ve chosen this path, I will give it my all.”

"Good, that's ambitious." Wang Shuyan nodded in satisfaction. "Now, I'll take you to the classroom to meet your classmates. They're all very curious about you."

The three of them stood up, and Wang Shuyan led Yang Guangming toward the classroom.

The classroom for the 1994 undergraduate performance class was on the second floor. Before I even reached the door, I could hear noisy conversations coming from inside.

Wang Shuyan pushed open the door, and the classroom instantly fell silent.

More than twenty pairs of eyes turned to the doorway, and when their gazes fell on Yang Guangming behind Wang Shuyan, everyone showed expressions of surprise, curiosity, and inquiry.

Yang Guangming scanned the classroom. There were more than twenty students sitting in the classroom, and he immediately recognized several familiar faces—Jiang Qinqin, Jin Qiaoqiao, Chen Shasha, and Fu Dalong were all actors who had a certain degree of fame in the entertainment industry in later generations.

However, they still look like they are eighteen or nineteen years old, with the youthful vigor that is unique to students.

Besides these familiar faces, there were also some classmates he didn't recognize, but judging from their temperament and appearance, they were all unique and worthy of being selected as students for the Beijing Film Academy's acting department.

"Class, quiet down." Wang Shuyan walked to the podium. "Let me introduce a new student—Yang Guangming. I think you all know who he is, right?"

Low laughter and whispers filled the classroom.

Yang Guangming walked to the podium, faced the students, and said with a friendly smile: "Hello everyone, I am Yang Guangming. I am very happy to be your classmate. Please take good care of me for the next four years."

His voice was clear and his demeanor was composed, without the slightest hint of arrogance.

Wang Shuyan continued, "Guangming's situation is rather special. He is pursuing a double degree in acting and directing, so his course schedule will be somewhat different from yours. However, he is still a member of our Class of '94 Acting. I hope we can help each other and make progress together."

She looked at Yang Guangming: "Guangming, find a seat. This afternoon is my acting theory class, you can listen in too."

Yang Guangming nodded and looked at an empty seat at the back of the classroom. As he walked over, he could feel everyone's eyes following him, filled with a variety of complex emotions—curiosity, envy, inquiry, and perhaps even a hint of barely perceptible aloofness.

He understood that feeling. A top-scoring student who won the Venice Film Festival's Best Actor award before even entering university, dressed in expensive designer clothes and possessing an outstanding demeanor, would indeed create a sense of distance. No matter how humble he acted, the undeniable gap between them was still objectively present.

He sat down in the empty seat, and the boy next to him smiled at him in a friendly manner: "Hello, my name is Chu Xingyi."

"Hello, Yang Guangming." Yang Guangming smiled in response.

“I know you, you big celebrity.” Chu Xingyi lowered her voice and said half-jokingly, “Our class is really benefiting from you. The students in our class are getting a lot of attention. These past few days, reporters have been trying to interview us, but the school has stopped them all.”

Yang Guangming smiled but didn't reply.

On the podium, Wang Shuyan had already begun her lecture. She was talking about the basic theories of performing arts, starting with the Stanislavski system, explaining things in a simple and easy-to-understand way, and combining them with examples to make her lecture lively and interesting.

Yang Guangming listened attentively, occasionally jotting down key points in his notebook. Although he had extensive acting experience, systematic theoretical learning was still necessary to help him elevate his emotional experiences to a level of rational understanding.

During recess, the students became more active. Several bolder girls gathered around Yang Guangming, asking him all sorts of questions out of curiosity.

"Guangming, what's the Venice Film Festival like? Is it incredibly luxurious and lively?"

Were you nervous when you walked the red carpet?

Is Italian difficult to learn?

Yang Guangming answered patiently and in a friendly manner. Gradually, more and more students gathered around. They discovered that this legendary "genius actor" was not aloof at all, but rather easy to get along with, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

Jiang Qinqin stood on the periphery of the crowd, looking at Yang Guangming surrounded by his classmates, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She entered the Beijing Film Academy with the second-highest score in her major, second only to Yang Guangming, and was originally the focus of her class. But Yang Guangming's appearance completely changed this situation. However, she quickly adjusted her mindset—having such a classmate was both pressure and motivation.

Jin Qiaoqiao was more outspoken and asked directly, "Guangming, what movies do you usually watch? Do you have any recommendations?"

After thinking for a moment, Yang Guangming gave a recommendation: "I've been studying film analysis lately and have watched quite a few classics. If you're interested in acting, you can watch films like 'On the Waterfront' and 'Taxi Driver,' the performances in them are very valuable for reference."

"Film analysis?" a boy asked curiously. "Is it the kind of analysis that involves going through each frame?" "Yes," Yang Guangming nodded. "You watch it repeatedly with a video camera, analyzing the camera language and performance details. Although it's the director's homework, it's also very helpful for actors to understand their characters and perform."

"So hardworking!" someone exclaimed.

"Studying always requires more effort," Yang Guangming said with a smile.

The bell rang, and the students returned to their seats. Wang Shuyan continued lecturing, and Yang Guangming listened attentively again, occasionally taking notes.

The two classes passed quickly. At 4:30 p.m., Wang Shuyan announced the end of get out of class.

"Guangming, stay a moment." Wang Shuyan called out to Yang Guangming, who was about to leave.

After the other students left the classroom, Wang Shuyan walked up to Yang Guangming and asked gently, "How are you feeling today? Are you adjusting well?"

"It's great, teacher. The students are all very friendly, and the atmosphere in our class is very good," Yang Guangming replied.

Wang Shuyan nodded: "You did very well, without being arrogant or impatient, and you quickly integrated into the group. However, I must remind you that the most important thing in learning acting is practice and experience. You need to attend theory classes, but it is even more important to hone your skills in the rehearsal hall, on stage, and in front of the camera."

"I understand, teacher."

“Starting next week, there will be acting practice classes and scene rehearsal classes, and you should try to attend them as much as possible,” Wang Shuyan reminded. “Although you already have film acting experience, stage acting and on-screen acting are still different, and you need systematic training.”

"Okay, I'll arrange the time."

"That's all for today. Go back and get some rest." Wang Shuyan patted his shoulder. "Come find me anytime if you have any problems."

"Thank you, teacher."

As they left the teaching building, Duan Yunfeng's car was already waiting at the entrance. Yang Guangming got in the car and instructed them to return to the courtyard house.

The car drove out of the Beijing Film Academy campus and merged into the evening traffic. Yang Guangming leaned back in his seat, reflecting on the day's events. The attention from the school leaders, the acceptance from the students, and the care from Teacher Wang—everything had gone relatively smoothly.

Back in the courtyard, Wu Fang was watering the flowers. When she saw Yang Guangming return, she greeted him respectfully.

"Miss Chen is in the tea room," Wu Fang reminded her.

Yang Guangming nodded and walked towards the tea room. Pushing open the door, he saw Chen Hong sitting at the tea table by the window reading a book. Hearing the sound, she looked up and a gentle smile immediately bloomed on her face.

"You're back? How was your first day of school? Did it go well?"

"It went well." Yang Guangming sat down opposite her. "I met with the school leaders, took photos, and handed the trophy over to the school to make a copy. Then I went to the classroom, got to know my classmates, and the atmosphere in the class seemed pretty good."

Yang Guangming took the teacup Chen Hong handed him. "And you? What did you do at home today?"

"I'll pack my things, read a book, and wait for you to come back." Chen Hong's eyes were full of affection.

Yang Guangming held her hand: "I'm sorry, it's my first day of school, and I'll probably be quite busy for a while. I have classes and other things to take care of, so I might not have much time to spend with you."

“I understand.” Chen Hong leaned on his shoulder. “You have your career and studies, and I have my job. I’m already very content to be able to get along like this.”

The two sat quietly for a while, watching the sky outside the window gradually darken, and the warm yellow lights in the courtyard came on.

After dinner, Yang Guangming and Chen Hong took a walk in the courtyard. The autumn night air was slightly cool and carried the sweet fragrance of osmanthus blossoms.

"I'll be going back to Taiwan in about a week," Chen Hong said softly. "The new movie starts filming next month, so I need to join the crew early to prepare."

Yang Guangming put his arm around her shoulder: "How long will the shoot last?"

"It will take about three months. It's a Qiong Yao drama, so the production team is taking it very seriously and the director has high expectations. I expect it will be quite busy."

"Qiong Yao dramas are very popular right now, this is a good opportunity. Focus on filming well, build up your portfolio and popularity. After this drama is finished, we can discuss your future development."

Yang Guangming said confidently, "The mainland market will continue to grow, and opportunities will increase. It's a good approach for you to build your popularity in Taiwan and then gradually shift your focus back to the mainland. When the time is right, I will help you set up a studio and connect you with better resources."

After successfully acquiring ATV Hong Kong Island, it will be a simple matter for Sunshine to have a TV station as a backer and arrange Chen Hong's acting career.

But he didn't plan to mention it until the acquisition was successful, and could only try to calm Chen Hong down first.

A warm feeling welled up in Chen Hong's heart; such a promise was enough. Chen Hong knew that Yang Guangming had the ability to make this promise, and she believed in it.

"I will focus on filming and manage relationships well so as not to embarrass you."

Yang Guangming smiled: "You never embarrass me. You are Chen Hong, you have your own brilliance."

Over the next few days, Yang Guangming began his regular school life. Sometimes he went to classes in the directing department, sometimes to the acting department, and he studied at home in the evenings. Although busy, it was fulfilling.

Chen Hong stayed in the courtyard house for another week. During this week, the two of them, like any couple deeply in love, enjoyed sweet moments together.

When Yang Ming came home from get out of class, Chen Hong would always prepare tea and snacks for him; they would watch movies together in the evening and discuss acting; on weekends, they would occasionally go shopping, visit art exhibitions, and attend concerts.

But the day of parting still arrived.

On the day of their farewell at the airport, it was drizzling in the autumn rain. Chen Hong's eyes were red, and she struggled to hold back her tears.

"Take good care of yourself, eat on time, and don't overwork yourself," she repeatedly told her.

"You too." Yang Guangming gently hugged her. "Be careful while filming, and call me anytime if anything happens. Don't worry about money. I've already told Duan Yunfeng to deposit 100,000 yuan into your account every month. If that's not enough, or if you have any major expenses, just let me know."

“There’s really no need to send me money. I have savings, and my acting fees aren’t low either; it’s enough for me to live on,” Chen Hong said earnestly.

As for the first woman in his life, Yang Guangming certainly couldn't let her suffer financial hardship. "Then you should save your earnings. This is your allowance, and it's also to give you confidence. Spend it as you wish, don't be stingy, our family is not short of money."

Chen Hong nodded in agreement, her voice slightly choked, "I will miss you."

"I'll miss you too." Yang Guangming kissed her forehead. "Three months will pass quickly. I'll be back after filming."

Chen Hong nodded vigorously, gave him one last deep look, and turned to walk towards the security checkpoint. After taking a few steps, she turned back and waved until her figure disappeared at the end of the passage.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the plane taxi, take off, and plunge into the gray sky, Yang Guangming felt a pang of melancholy.

"Guangming, let's go back," Duan Yunfeng gently reminded him.

Sunlight nodded and looked away.

After seeing Chen Hong off, Yang Guangming moved back to his family's villa. His mother, Chen Zhiyun, had already returned from Hong Kong Island and officially moved into the villa they had purchased six months prior.

The villa is located in a high-end community on the outskirts of Beijing, in a tranquil environment. It covers an area of ​​nearly 800 square meters and includes a garden and swimming pool. The decoration was personally overseen by Chen Zhiyun, and is simple, elegant, and full of artistic flair.

On their first night back home, the mother and son ate in the dining room. Four dishes and a soup were laid out on the table, all home-style dishes that Yang Guangming liked. Although they had hired a housekeeper, Chen Zhiyun still prepared the meal herself.

"Mom, your cooking is still the best," Yang Guangming said sincerely.

Chen Zhiyun laughed: "Eat more if you like. Look at you, you've lost weight in the past two months over the holiday."

"No, I haven't lost any weight." Yang Guangming picked up a piece of braised pork ribs and ate it with relish.

"Don't study too hard, take care of your health," Chen Zhiyun said with concern.

After dinner, Yang Guangming returned to his room. The room was larger than the bedroom in the courtyard house, and the desk faced a full-length window with a view of the garden at night. The bookshelves were already filled with books and videotapes that he had moved from the courtyard house.

He turned on his desk lamp and began reviewing his notes from today's classes. The acting department's theory course and the directing department's film history course were both very demanding and required thorough digestion.

Yang Guangming was studying until 10 p.m. when his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID; it was probably his father calling from Hong Kong.

"dad."

"Mingming, you're still awake, aren't you?" Yang Hongwen's voice sounded tired, but also excited.

"Not yet, I'm reading. How are things going on your end?"

"Great news!" Yang Hongwen raised his voice. "It's done! The agreement was officially signed this afternoon. Qiming Investment acquired 67% of ATV's shares from Qiu Degen for HK$1.63 billion!"

Although Yang Guangming had expected it, he was still shocked when he heard the confirmed news: "Congratulations, Dad! ATV is now ours."

"Yes, from today onwards, ATV Hong Kong Island will be the property of our Yang family!" Yang Hongwen couldn't hide his excitement. "My hands were shaking a little when I signed the agreement. It's just that the cost is a bit high, 1.63 billion. A year ago, I wouldn't have dared to even think about it."

"This just proves how capable you are; you've earned so much money for your family in such a short time."

Yang Hongwen laughed: "Stop flattering me. But to be honest, it wasn't easy for this acquisition to succeed. Bigwigs like Lim Por-yen and Cheng Yu-tung were watching closely; the competition was fierce."

We secured this opportunity because we had plenty of cash, paid quickly, and the Qiu family was eager to sell.

"It's good that the process went smoothly." Yang Guangming asked, "What are your plans next?"

When it came to business, Yang Hongwen regained his composure: "Let me discuss this with you. According to our previous plan, after the acquisition, we will focus on stability and not rush into any major changes. I intend to retain most of ATV's current senior management team, making only minor adjustments, since they are more familiar with the Hong Kong market and the operation of television stations."

“I agree,” Yang Guangming said. “Stability is the top priority. Management can be adjusted gradually; let’s observe for a period of time first.”

"You need to put your brains into thinking about the program content and see if you have any good suggestions."

Over the past year, Yang Guangming offered advice, some under the guise of being his mentor, and others based on his own ideas. Ultimately, it turned out that all of Yang Guangming's advice was correct, and Yang Hongwen relied on his son more and more, valuing his suggestions more and more.

Yang Hongwen continued, "I plan to assemble a content planning team to study the direction of programs for the next few years."

"Dad, you've thought this through very well. But there's something I'd like to remind you of."

"You said."

“ATV’s biggest opportunity in the future is not in Hong Kong Island, but in the mainland,” Yang Guangming said slowly. “After 97, if ATV can apply for a satellite TV license in the mainland, that will be a real leap forward.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Yang Hongwen's voice became serious: "I've thought about this issue too. But applying for a mainland satellite TV license is extremely difficult. The policies are still unclear, and there are definitely many restrictions and requirements."

“I know it’s difficult, but it’s worth trying. We don’t need to act now, but we can plan ahead, build relationships, and understand policy trends. We are mainland capital, so the situation is different. When the time is right, I think the chances of success are very high.”

“You’re right,” Yang Hongwen said thoughtfully. “I will assign someone to follow up on this matter and pave the way slowly. However, this is not something that can be accomplished overnight; it may take several years of careful planning.”

"No rush, we have time. Even if everything goes smoothly, it will be after 1997. The most important thing now is to manage ATV well, increase ratings and influence. Only with results will our words carry weight."

The father and son then discussed some specific matters concerning ATV, including financial arrangements, personnel adjustments, and program planning. Although Yang Guangming was not present, his forward-thinking perspective always enabled him to offer constructive suggestions.

After chatting for more than half an hour, Yang Hongwen was very pleased: "Mingming, you really impressed me. You think about many issues more deeply and further than I do."

"It's all thanks to my master's excellent teaching." This mysterious master was Yang Guangming's best excuse.

Yang Hongwen smiled and said, "That Mr. Yang is truly a great benefactor to our family. We must take the opportunity to thank him properly."

“Our master prefers peace and quiet. Doing our job well is the best way to thank him,” Yang Guangming replied with his usual words.

“That’s true.” Yang Hongwen paused. “By the way, the news of the acquisition will be announced in the next few days. At that time, I’m afraid I’ll have to come out of the limelight, and the media will definitely be chasing after me for interviews.”

"Dad, are you ready?" Yang Guangming asked solemnly.

“We’re ready.” Yang Hongwen’s voice was full of confidence. “Now that we’ve come this far, there’s no need to hide. We operate legally and make money legitimately, so there’s nothing to be afraid of. Moreover, with ATV as our platform, our future investments and development in the mainland will be much smoother.”

"That's good." Yang Guangming was relieved. "I'll take care of Mom here, don't worry."

Yang Hongwen said gently, "After I finish dealing with things here, I'll go back to Kyoto to see you."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Guangming walked to the window.

Night had fallen, and the garden lights twinkled, while the city lights shone brightly in the distance.

The successful acquisition of ATV signifies a major expansion of the family's business empire. Yang Hongwen has transformed from an unknown wealthy businessman from mainland China into a media tycoon controlling a major media outlet in Hong Kong, his social status and influence now on a completely different level.

With such a family background, Yang Guangming's career in the entertainment industry will surely be smoother.

Previously, Jiang Wen and other friends jokingly called him "Young Master." After his family acquired ATV in Hong Kong, he became the undisputed heir of China Entertainment Group! (End of Chapter)