The Entertainment Industry in Turmoil: Young Actresses All Want to Rise to the Top

The crowd then closely monitored the market for about an hour until they were convinced that this was not a short-term technical correction, but a real structural collapse.

Shen Mo clapped his hands, and the crisp sound drew everyone's attention.

His face showed no trace of the elation of suddenly becoming rich overnight, only the calmness of having everything under control.

"Gentlemen, the first phase of the battle has been won. Now, let's talk about the follow-up plans."

"Zhao Feng, Chen Jun."

Shen Mo pulled up the long-term weekly chart of the Hang Seng Index and pointed his finger at a significant low point in the market last year.

"Any rebound is just a paper tiger until the price breaks through this previous low support level. Your task is clear: add to your short positions on rallies."

"If they can't even break through this low point, then the S&P's fig leaf is completely useless."

"However, protective stop-loss orders must be strictly enforced. What I want is for profits to be secured safely, not for unexpected fluctuations to devour our gains."

"Remember, the day when the price truly and effectively breaks through the previous low will be the signal for us to consider the next strategic adjustment. Until then, maintain a bearish mindset and remain steadfast."

"Understood, Mr. Shen!"

Zhao Feng and Chen Jun spoke in unison, their eyes filled with a sense of mission entrusted with an important task and absolute trust in Shen Mo's judgment.

Then, Shen Mo's gaze turned to Wang Siyu, the assistant in the entertainment investment department.

"Siyu," his tone softened slightly, "the journey in the entertainment sector is about to begin simultaneously. Your task is to unconditionally cooperate with President Li."

He gave specific instructions: "President Li will give you a list, which includes novels and screenplay copyrights that need to be focused on, as well as information on some potential artists."

"Your job is to execute efficiently, making initial contacts, collecting and evaluating information, and laying the groundwork for subsequent acquisitions and signings."

"Yes, Mr. Shen, I will definitely cooperate fully with Mr. Li!" Wang Siyu nodded immediately, feeling the heavy responsibility on her shoulders.

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Finally, he looked at Lin Wei, the public relations and government affairs specialist.

"Lin Wei, it's your turn to shine." A sharp glint flashed in Shen Mo's eyes.

"The outstanding performance of Inkstone Capital (Cayman) during this global stock market crash cannot remain a secret within our own ranks."

"You take the initiative and subtly release information."

"There are several key points to this publicity campaign."

"First, we will highlight our accurate strategic foresight and strong execution capabilities."

Second, it emphasizes the complexity of the international capital market in which Hong Kong stocks are located.

Third, we emphasize our strong financial reserves.

"We want the outside world to associate 'Inkmark Capital' with 'foresight' and 'strong capital,' not anything else."

"Of course, we can also subtly hint at our foreign investment background to prevent them from treating us like pushovers."

"The tone must be professional, powerful, mysterious, and trustworthy."

The reason Shen Mo was "beaten up" in his previous life was not because he actually profited from others' misfortunes, but because he became the venting point for stock market investors who suffered huge losses, compounded by the instigation of his colleagues in the entertainment industry.

In this life, to avoid such a situation, I chose Hong Kong stocks, which have greater market liquidity and more complex international capital markets.

However, on this basis, it is also necessary to take the initiative to guide public opinion, leading it towards forward-looking vision, accurate analysis, perfect operation, and snatching the tiger's teeth from the mouth of international capital.

The key point is that Inkmark has the vision and ability to make money, and it's money from international capital!

To save face and set an example.

In this bear market, the market, or rather, investors, need a role model to strengthen their confidence. If he can do it, so can I!

After deploying all the tasks, Shen Mo looked around the room and explained the reasons for his detailed arrangements.

"For the next period of time, I will be joining the filming of 'Love is Not Blind,' personally launching our journey in the entertainment sector. I will be spending less time at the company."

He spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something trivial.

"Therefore, for non-essential information, you can prepare a weekly report and send it to me. Routine matters will be coordinated by Zhou Wanqing and submitted to General Manager Li for decision-making."

As he said this, the corners of his mouth curved upwards almost imperceptibly, and his gaze swept over Li Yitong, who was browsing shopping websites next to him.

Suddenly called out, Li Yitong looked up from her phone screen, paused for a moment, then realized what was happening. She wrinkled her nose and made a face at Shen Mo, muttering something silently as if in protest.

Her small gesture instantly eased the overly serious and tense atmosphere in the conference room, bringing a knowing smile to everyone's faces. At the same time, everyone could clearly feel the extraordinary tacit understanding and trust between Shen Mo and Li Yitong.

The deployment was completed at nearly 5:30 a.m.

The tension and excitement of a night of intense work gradually faded, and fatigue began to creep onto everyone's faces.

"Let's go," Shen Mo said, closing his laptop, his voice slightly hoarse from staying up all night.

"Thank you all for your hard work. Let's find a place to grab a quick bite and celebrate this milestone."

I found a regular restaurant that was open 24 hours a day nearby.

Hot porridge, golden and crispy fried dough sticks, and fragrant rice noodle rolls were quickly laid out on the table.

The warmth of the food quickly bridged the gap, and the atmosphere became relaxed.

Shen Mo offered a cup of tea instead of wine to everyone: "We won the first phase. Thank you all for your trust and hard work."

His gaze swept over Zhao Feng, Chen Jun, and the others, finally landing on Li Yitong, who was "fighting" with a sandbag beside him.

"Once this market rally is completely over and the profits are safely in hand, I'll treat everyone to a decent meal."

"Long live President Shen!" Wang Siyu cheered softly, and the young people all showed expectant smiles.

At this moment, Li Yitong finally managed to swallow the scalding hot bun, sucking in air and fanning her mouth with her hand, while her crescent-shaped eyes looked at Shen Mo with a hint of teasing.

"Mr. Shen, you can't just serve us soy milk and fried dough sticks next time! It has to be at least a Michelin three-star restaurant!"

Her words elicited a murmur of laughter from the crowd.

Shen Mo shook his head helplessly, pushed the not-too-hot red bean bun in front of him to her, and casually swapped it with hers.

"Even food can't shut you up."

His movements were natural and fluid, carrying an unintentional familiarity and thoughtfulness.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Li Yitong was stunned for a moment, a warmth suddenly spreading through her heart, but then a complex emotion quietly surfaced.

She remembered that Shen Mo used to be like that too, always subconsciously taking care of her first.

This realization brought a sweet feeling to her heart.

The thought had barely formed when another image—Tian Xi smiling and nestled beside Shen Mo—uncontrollably entered my mind.

The memory of him about to spend his life with someone else cast a faint bitterness over the tenderness before him.

She quickly lowered her head, took a big bite of the red bean bun and stuffed it into her mouth, using an exaggerated tone to cover up her momentary lapse in concentration.

"Mmm! Mr. Shen's service is truly excellent! Whoever marries you will be so lucky!"

These words, spoken offhand and seemingly as a joke, caused a subtle moment of stagnation in the atmosphere at the dinner table.

Even the carefree Li Yitong herself realized that this sentence seemed like a test, or a self-reminder.

Shen Mo paused almost imperceptibly in the hand holding the chopsticks.

He looked up at Li Yitong, who was engrossed in eating a steamed bun, as if she had just said it casually.

But he also clearly saw the barely perceptible pale pink tinge on her earlobes.

The name "Xiao Tian'er..." weighed heavily on his heart.

The girl who decided to spend her life with him in another time and space is someone he cannot ignore.

His care and closeness to Li Yitong was almost an instinct ingrained in his bones, but above this instinct lay another responsibility.

He composed himself and responded in the same relaxed tone, but cleverly shifted the focus.

"What's there to enjoy? Are you going to work overtime with me every day? Hurry up and eat, then go back and catch up on your sleep."

He didn't respond to the topic of "marriage," as if it were just a trivial joke.

Li Yitong chuckled dryly twice, then stopped talking about the topic and began to discuss with Lin Wei next to her which restaurant had the best dim sum for breakfast.

He reverted to his carefree and quirky self.

The simple celebration banquet ended as dawn broke.

The interaction between the two was as intimate as that of the most tacit partners; they could understand each other's unspoken meanings with just a glance or a gesture.

But the boundary named "Tian Xiwei" was clearly there, causing them to cautiously retreat to a safe distance after each subconscious approach.

Back in the car, the sleepy Li Yitong fell asleep almost instantly, her head unconsciously tilting towards Shen Mo in the driver's seat.

Shen Mo felt a weight on his shoulder, turned his head and saw her peaceful sleeping face. He didn't push her away, but simply turned the air conditioner temperature down a bit.

The car started smoothly, and all was quiet except for the steady breathing of the two people and the complex emotions hidden deep in their hearts, flowing quietly in the morning light.