Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

Tencent headquarters building.

Ma Huateng sat behind his large desk, looking at the freshly printed data report in his hand.

The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses radiated an undisguised fervor.

The number of concurrent online users has exceeded one million.

Not only CrossFire, but the distribution rights for another side-scrolling fighting game, Dungeon Fighter Online, have also been finalized.

The conference room door was pushed open.

The investment department executives strode in.

"Mr. Ma, we've reached agreements with two small game studios in South Korea!"

"Full acquisition, the entire team will move to Shenzhen next week!"

Ma Huateng nodded in satisfaction.

He leaned back in his chair, and the image of Yu Le sitting with his legs crossed, eating sunflower seeds, floated into his mind a few months ago in a hotel in Beijing.

"If a problem can be solved with money, don't waste time reinventing the wheel."

What sounded arrogant at the time is now considered a profound truth.

Tencent has no shortage of money right now.

The collaboration between Penguin Music and Penguin Video, coupled with the launch of CrossFire, is generating an enormous cash flow every day.

Using this money to go on a shopping spree overseas, directly buying ready-made teams and creative ideas, is incredibly efficient.

A massive entertainment empire is expanding wildly and aggressively.

Ma Huateng stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Overlooking this vibrant city.

He knew that the era belonging to Tencent had truly begun.

.......

September has arrived.

Filming location in Wellington, New Zealand.

The wind, carrying the chill of early spring, swept across the vast grassland.

In front of a giant green screen.

Liu Qianqian, wearing a motion capture suit, jumped off a five-meter-high platform.

In mid-air, she stretched her body to its limit, completing a beautiful somersault before landing steadily.

She raised her head, her eyes fixed sharply ahead.

The virtual longbow in his hand was fully drawn.

Behind the monitor.

Cameron stared intently at the real-time rendered image on the screen.

The facial muscles on the rough model perfectly captured Liu Qianqian's wildness at that moment.

Cameron suddenly stood up.

He grabbed the megaphone.

"Cut!"

"Perfect!"

"I hereby announce that filming for Avatar has officially wrapped!"

The entire set was silent for half a second, then erupted into cheers that seemed to lift the roof off.

The champagne cork popped open with a bang.

White foam was scattered in the air.

Liu Qianqian took off the heavy, specially made helmet from her head and exhaled a long breath.

The inhuman torture of the past few months is finally over.

She didn't even bother to wipe her sweat; she rushed into the crowd and hugged several assistant directors, jumping and skipping around.

Yu Le stood on the grass not far away.

Yu Muchen sat on his shoulders, waving the Na'vi bow and arrow in her hand, and joined the crew in making a ruckus.

Cameron strode over carrying two glasses of champagne and handed one to Yu Le.

Yu Le raised the thermos in his hand and smiled.

"I'll just drink water, Old Ka, congratulations."

Cameron didn't mind and tilted his head back to take a big gulp.

"My preliminary work is finished."

He looked at the workers dismantling equipment in the distance, "Now, it's time to really burn money."

Yu Le unscrewed the thermos and slowly took a sip of water.

"You don't need to worry about the money."

"I only want the best results."

Cameron nodded vigorously.

"Don't worry, I'll make audiences all over the world drop their jaws in the movie theater."

.......

three days later.

Auckland International Airport.

Yu Le and his family pushed their luggage cart toward the VIP boarding gate.

Wang Meng and Zhao Qiang stood guard on either side of him.

Yu Muchen carried a small schoolbag on his back, clutching the Na'vi bow and arrow tightly in his hand, turning back every few steps.

"Big sheep...aren't you going to watch anymore?"

The little guy pouted, looking a bit reluctant to part with the child.

Liu Xiaoli held his hand.

"Dongdong, let's go home and see the giant pandas."

Liu Qianqian wore large sunglasses and leaned back in her chair, yawning sleepily.

The intense filming over several months had completely drained her energy.

Now she has only one goal in life: to return to that soft bed in the capital and sleep soundly for three days and three nights.

The plane taxied on the runway and soared into the sky.

More than ten hours later, the flight landed smoothly at Beijing Capital International Airport.

In September, Beijing is blessed with clear skies and crisp autumn air.

As soon as I stepped out of the airport terminal, the familiar, dry air rushed towards me, making me feel incredibly at ease.

Yang Nuo had already arranged for a nanny car to wait outside.

The car sped along and entered the underground parking garage of Shengshi Huating.

I pushed open the door to my home.

The room was spotless, and the refrigerator was full of fresh ingredients, which Yang Nuo had clearly arranged for someone to prepare it in advance.

Liu Qianqian didn't even bother to change her shoes and simply threw herself into the huge leather sofa in the living room.

"Ah... I'm alive again..."

She buried her face deep in the cushion and let out a very satisfied sigh.

Yu Muchen rushed straight to his toy section, picked up the Transformer toy, and started rolling around on the ground.

Yu Le took off her coat and hung it on the coat rack by the door.

He rolled up his shirt sleeves and headed straight for the kitchen.

"Honey, take Dongdong to take a bath."

"Sissi, stop pretending to be dead on the sofa, go change your clothes."

Yu Le opened the double-door refrigerator.

It was stuffed with fresh ingredients.

"We haven't had a proper meal in months, so I'm making you guys something nice today."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qianqian on the sofa suddenly raised her head.

The sunglasses fell onto the bridge of his nose.

"Dad! I want braised pork belly! And sweet and sour pork ribs too!"

Yu Le took a piece of pork belly out of the refrigerator.

"Okay, plenty."

Soon, the sound of a cleaver hitting the cutting board echoed in the kitchen.

Heat oil in a wok.

Half an hour later.

The food is served.

The braised pork belly has a bright red color and is fatty but not greasy.

Sweet and sour pork ribs have a delicious sweet and sour flavor.

There was also a pot of extremely delicious pork rib and lotus root soup.

The family sat around the dining table.

Liu Qianqian didn't even bother using chopsticks; she simply reached out and grabbed a piece of braised pork, stuffing it into her mouth.

It was so hot that she gasped for breath, but she couldn't bear to spit it out.

"Delicious! Delicious! Delicious!"

She mumbled incoherently.

Yu Le held the bowl and placed a piece of pork rib into Yu Muchen's small bowl.

The little guy immediately grabbed it with his hands and gnawed on it, getting sauce all over his face.

They ate and drank their fill.

Liu Qianqian patted her round belly and slumped in the chair.

"Dad, I'm not accepting any gigs for the next month."

"I want to stay home and be a couch potato."

Yu Le slowly sipped her lotus root soup.

"what ever."

Yu Le put down the bowl and picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth.

He took his phone out of his pocket and glanced at the text message he had just received on the screen.

The sender was Ning Hao.

The newsletter was extremely brief.

"Boss, I've had enough of the sand in the Northwest. Filming for 'No Man's Land' is finished. I'm heading back to Beijing tomorrow."