My capital is quite large.

In Xiamen, Fujian, the sun blazes fiercely, and even the sea breeze carries a stifling, salty dampness.

Outside the filming location of "Meteor Shower Again", hundreds of enthusiastic fans who came spontaneously were packed together, and various support banners and light boards were particularly eye-catching under the scorching sun.

Under the awning, Li Xin, dressed in an elegant school uniform skirt, had just finished a scene with intense emotions.

She took the chilled watermelon juice from her assistant, leaned back in her personal folding chair, and let two high-powered industrial fans blow on her sweat-dampened temples.

"Sister Xin Xin..."

A timid voice sounded from the side.

Li Xin turned his head and saw a young female college student, probably working part-time as a production assistant on the film set, holding a beautiful notebook in both hands, her eyes sparkling with undisguised excitement and anticipation.

"Um... I really love your portrayal of Chu Yuxun. I watched the first season several times. Could you... could you give me your autograph?" The female college student's voice trembled with nervousness.

Li Xin was slightly taken aback, and then a sweet smile, like a spring breeze, bloomed on her pure face.

"Of course you can."

She put down her water glass, took the notebook, and skillfully signed her artistic signature, which she had practiced countless times, and even thoughtfully drew a small smiley face.

"Thank you, Sister Xin Xin! You're even more beautiful in person than on TV! I wish your new drama great success!" The female college student hugged the notebook tightly, bowed repeatedly with excitement, and ran away.

Watching the girl's excited back, Li Xin lowered his head and looked at his own fair and slender hands. Suddenly, a feeling of unreality, as if he were walking on clouds, and an indescribable sense of intoxication welled up in his heart.

She felt like she was really about to become famous.

No, she's actually already famous.

With the explosive ratings of the first season on Hunan TV's prime time slot, she and Yang Yang became famous almost overnight across the country.

She gets recognized on the street, and her Weibo followers have increased exponentially. Every day, countless people leave comments in her comment section saying, "Sister, you're so beautiful."

This feeling of being the center of attention and the center of attention is like a deadly poison; once you're hooked, you can never quit.

"Xin Xin, you've started way too high."

A veteran actor in the crew, who has been working in the industry for over ten years, recently remarked to her with great sincerity, "So many people spend half their lives trying to get even a supporting role, but you, a complete newcomer, became a sensation with your very first role and seamlessly followed it up with your second. As long as you maintain your momentum, you will definitely have a place in the future of the Chinese entertainment industry."

The starting point is too high...

These words sounded like a compliment, but in Li Xin's heart, they slowly fermented into a lingering sense of panic.

She knew very well that all the glory, fans, and privileges she had now were because of the gold mine behind her called "Haofeng Film and Television," and because of the casual charity of that high and mighty young man!

The first show was a hit, and the second one is already in production.

But what about the third one? What about the fourth one?

Once the hype surrounding the meteor shower fades, will the boss continue to shower him with top-tier leading roles without reservation?

In this world of fame and fortune where only newcomers are celebrated and the old are forgotten, if she loses her boss's favoritism, how many of the fans surrounding her for autographs, and the directors and producers who fawn over her, will still give her a second glance?

The thought of possibly falling back into obscurity and becoming an unknown nobody made Li Xin's heart clench.

She didn't want to lose the glamour of the spotlight!

But how can this favoritism be preserved forever?

"Will my boss... really continue to unconditionally support me?"

Li Xin bit her lower lip hard, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.

She was actually smarter than anyone else, and vaguely guessed what those senior sisters had used to secure a continuous stream of big productions.

However, her inherent pride made her instinctively fearful and repulsed by transactions that crossed the line.

"Don't think about it... I don't want to think about these things!"

Li Xin shook his head forcefully, forcibly extinguishing those dark and terrifying thoughts in his mind.

"As long as I behave well and work hard to make money for the company, the boss will definitely not treat me unfairly..."

"Hey! Get ready to start filming! Come on over here!" the assistant director shouted over the loudspeaker.

"They're here!"

Li Xin took a deep breath, put on the proud mask belonging to the female lead, and stepped back into the center of the spotlight.

……

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of Haofeng Networks in Nanshan Science and Technology Park, Shenzhen.

Li Feng, who had just landed in Tokyo with a large number of top-secret copyright contracts, didn't even go back to his villa in Shuixie Mountain to adjust to the time difference. He immediately led his team back to the company.

The atmosphere in the CEO's office on the top floor was somewhat somber.

"Enter this entire list into the company's core copyright database! Add the highest level of physical security lock!"

Li Feng tossed his briefcase onto his desk and gave instructions to the heads of the legal and investment departments.

"From today onwards, every commercial license, online broadcast, and game adaptation of any of these works in Greater China—whether it's Shueisha's three major shonen manga, Fate, Tsuburaya Productions' Ultraman, or Toei's Kamen Rider—must be personally signed off by me!"

The general counsel's hands trembled with excitement as he looked at the thick stack of original authorization documents from major Japanese conglomerates.

"Don't worry, Mr. Li! This is our most impregnable moat for the next ten years; there will absolutely be no mistakes!"

After dismissing the legal department, Li Feng turned to look at Chief Financial Officer Zhang.

"How much did we spend on this trip to Japan?"

Old Zhang flipped through the real-time statement on his tablet and quickly reported to his supervisor: "Mr. Li, this acquisition of various anime, tokusatsu, and classic film copyrights in Japan has cost a total of US$54 million. That's roughly 370 million RMB."

"But don't worry."

Old Zhang adjusted his glasses, his tone exuding an air of confident arrogance. "The monthly settlement payment from the overseas Apple stores just arrived these past few days. After deducting this expense and the company's daily operations, our available cash flow in our corporate account remains steadily at around 700 million RMB!"

A cash pool of 700 million!

As long as the money-printing machine of mobile games keeps running, this amount of copyright investment is just a drop in the ocean for him!

"Very good. Call Old Chen in and let's see how the game department is doing lately." Li Feng nodded in satisfaction.

A few minutes later, Technical Director Chen walked in carrying a stack of reports, his face showing a mixture of joy and worry.

"Mr. Li, Subway Surfers has performed exceptionally well since its release! The 2D-to-3D art style is very popular in the global market, and it has successfully taken over from Fruit Ninja, consistently ranking in the top five of the download charts. It's generating millions more dollars in revenue for us every month!"

Old Chen first shared some good news, but then he gave a wry smile and opened the second document.

"However... Temple Run is in real trouble."

Li Feng raised an eyebrow: "Can't produce a finished product by the end of the year?"

"No, that's not it. We've optimized our code to the extreme, and there's absolutely no problem releasing a complete 3D official version by the end of the year."

Old Chen sighed and explained helplessly, "Mr. Li, our technology is top-notch, but the hardware can't keep up! Currently, apart from Apple's iPhone 3GS which can barely run our true 3D engine smoothly, the vast majority of Android phones on the market simply can't run it!"

"Current Android phones not only have weak chip computing power, but their systems are also incredibly laggy. We ran tests on HTC and several early Samsung models, and it was a complete disaster. Not only were there severe frame drops, but they also got so hot you could fry an egg on them!"

Old Chen's words directly address the biggest pain point in the current mobile internet era—hardware constraints!

Li Feng fell silent.

Although he held a library of blockbuster games for the next decade, he couldn't change the reality of the poor hardware performance of smartphones in 2009.

If Temple Run, and even larger mobile games in the future, can only be played on Apple phones, it's as if Haofeng Network has automatically given up on the Android market, which has a market share of up to 80%!

If Haofeng's business empire is to completely dominate the fragmented time of Chinese netizens, then every ordinary Chinese citizen must be able to afford and use a smooth smartphone!

China desperately needs a revolution in smartphone adoption!

In Li Feng's memory, what truly ignited this storm, drastically reduced the exorbitant prices of smartphones to dirt-cheap levels, and completely ushered in China's mobile internet boom era...

Only that person! The man who shouted, "Born to have a fever!"

"Old Chen, we software developers really can't change the hardware issues."

"Since the current hardware isn't up to par, let's invest in someone who can make the hardware work!"

He turned his head and looked at Zhang Xinyu.

"Xinyu, go check someone's schedule for me."

"His name is Lei Jun. He used to be the CEO of Kingsoft. Now he should be unemployed in Beijing, working as an angel investor."

Zhang Xinyu was taken aback: "Lei Jun? Boss, what do we need him for? To recruit him as a senior executive at Haofeng?"

"An executive? He doesn't lack that annual salary; his ambitions are much greater than you imagine."

A meaningful smile appeared on Li Feng's lips.

Right now, Lei Jun is probably in some unknown corner, plotting a hardware revolution that will disrupt the Chinese mobile phone industry with Lin Bin and a few others.

"Go and make an appointment for him for me!"

Li Feng's voice was firm and resolute: "Tell him that Li Feng of Haofeng Network would like to invite him for a cup of tea."

"I'm going to invest heavily in his next big gamble! Together with him, we'll create affordable smartphones that belong to the Chinese people!"

Only by thoroughly laying the foundation for the hardware can Haofeng Network, this aircraft carrier filled with top-notch content, be invincible in the vast ocean of traffic in the future!