A perfect life begins with changing the timeline.

On the monitor.

After Liu Xiaoqing finished reading the newspaper, she suddenly broke down in tears.

"Ring ring..."

The cell phone rang.

Li Mu took off his headphones, glanced at the caller ID, walked out of the room, and answered the phone:

"Hey, Manager Huang."

"Haha, Mr. Li, I hope I didn't disturb your work?"

"I'm fine... What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

"Haha, no, no. Where's Li Ji? Are you free tonight? Our boss gave a firm order to treat Li Ji to dinner to thank him for reminding us. I know you're busy, Li Ji, but I really can't..."

"I'm so sorry, Manager Huang, I'm still busy with work and can't get away."

"Uh... are you... still following?"

"Yes. Did Manager Huang read the newspaper?"

"I saw it. That's why I wanted to thank you... Although Rongxinda has always abided by the law, at this critical juncture, your reminder, Mr. Li, has at least given us pause for thought, hasn't it? So we wanted to express our gratitude."

"That's really unfortunate, I'm still busy here. Let's talk about it when we go to Yanjing, okay?"

"Okay, sure. Then I'll wait for news from Li Ji. I brought two bottles of good wine this time; let's enjoy them properly."

"Haha, okay."

After hanging up the phone, Li Mu returned to his room.

Liu Xiaoqing is still crying there.

"Give."\

Zhu Lingjun handed him a cigarette:

"I reckon I'll be staying up late again tonight."

Li Mu politely accepted it, lit it himself, and then asked curiously:

"Why?"

"It's the psychological pressure exerted by the audience and movie fans."

"As long as this one isn't as troublesome as last week, it'll be fine."

Looking at the news in the newspaper, Li Mu inexplicably became somewhat distracted.

17 people won awards?

Well, at first glance it seems like a lot, but considering the hundreds of thousands of people working in this field in Guangdong, and the countless news stories published in newspapers every day... this proportion is quite small.

The highest professional award in the province's journalism field...

What if it were nationwide...?

His eyes grew increasingly vacant.

The taxi took him to the entrance of the Journalists Association, where Liu Xiaofeng, who was waiting and exchanging pleasantries with others, immediately spotted him:

"Little Li."

"General manager."\

Li Mu jogged over there.

Liu Xiaofeng's eyes were full of smiles as he said:

"Come, come, let me introduce you to these seniors. This one is from Yangcheng Evening News..."

Liu Xiaofeng explained that he shook hands with the person with both hands and called them "teacher."

After receiving encouragement, shake hands with the next person.

After getting to know everyone, Liu Xiaofeng checked the time and smiled:

"Let's go, it's almost time. Let's go in and collect our awards. There's also a welcome luncheon, so remember to make a good impression. All these people receiving awards today are just like you, with bright futures ahead. Build good relationships and cultivate connections; they'll all be helpful to you in the future. Also, the company and group's awards for this month have all been deposited into your salary account, did you receive them?"

"To be honest, General Manager... I haven't seen it yet. As you know, I've been working on Liu Xiaoqing's case the whole time, I'm so busy I haven't had a chance to look at it."

"Ha ha."\

Liu Xiaofeng seemed quite happy:

"That's the kind of down-to-earth spirit we need. Keep up the good work! Turn this Liu Xiaoqing news into a special report; who knows, you might win our group's grand prize again this year!"

"Yes, I will definitely try my best!"

The two chatted as they walked into the Journalists Association.

Next, we arrived at a huge conference room.

There were already quite a few people sitting inside.

A banner reading "2001 Guangdong News Awards Ceremony" was displayed on the platform in front of the conference room.

At first glance, it really does look quite rudimentary.

But I'll say it again.

It's okay.

Enough honors are enough!

then……\

The awards ceremony began promptly at 10:00 AM.

The prizes will be awarded first, then the second prize, and then the first prize.

When Li Mu's name was called and he stepped onto the stage, receiving the seemingly heavy certificate from the leaders of the Journalists Association, he flashed an even brighter white smile, even more dazzling than when he received an internal group award last year, amidst the applause of the entire audience and the cameras of his colleagues.

Amidst flashing lights and applause...

Li Mu glanced down at the certificate engraved with his name...

He knew.

My own life...

Everything changed from then on.