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

Yu Le disdainfully used two fingers to lift the girl by the back of her collar and took her off.

"Alright, go wash up. Don't wipe your snot on my clothes, they're pure cotton and hard to wash."

Liu Qianqian sniffed, then turned and rushed into the bathroom to wash up.

Breakfast consisted of congee with preserved egg and lean pork cooked by Yu Le, along with fried dough sticks bought from a breakfast shop outside.

Liu Xiaoli came out of the bedroom, changed into a set of home clothes, and casually tied her hair up. Although she was not wearing makeup, her radiant complexion, which had been moisturized, was impossible to hide.

Especially when she looked at Yu Le, the charm she exuded in her eyes and brows was simply irresistible.

At the dining table, Yu Le took a bite of the crispy fried dough stick, his mind racing with calculations.

Since this girl is determined to jump into the entertainment industry, a notorious cesspool, some things need to be put on the agenda.

Sign a contract?

Sign my ass.

Working for someone else is nothing compared to being your own boss.

The studio needs to be set up, but this can't be rushed; we have to wait until the Industry and Commerce Bureau reopens after the New Year.

As for singing...

Yu Le glanced at Liu Qianqian, who was struggling with the pickled vegetables.

This girl actually has a pretty good voice, sweet and distinctive, but her technique is all amateurish, just at the level of a karaoke star.

Releasing an album now might not be as effective.

You need to find a professional vocal coach to properly hone your skills.

Although the song "Invisible Wings" was a hit, it was just a single. To gain a foothold in the music industry, he needed to release at least an album.

He has plenty of songs.

Jay Chou's song library and JJ Lin's melodies—just grab a few songs and put together an album, and that's a game-changer!

As for acting...

"The Story of a Noble Family" was just a stepping stone, and "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" was just a gilding.

The one who truly made her a goddess was Zhao Ling'er.

However, Tangren Media has not yet started preparing for "Chinese Paladin," and the copyright is still held by Softstar Entertainment.

If they were to hijack the project and organize their own production of "Chinese Paladin," the amount of money they would have to burn would be enormous.

Yu Le touched the bank card in his pocket.

After deducting the eight million yuan invested in the "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" production team, plus the small amount recovered from the ringtone revenue sharing of "Invisible Wings" in the past two months, there is only about one million yuan left.

One million.

In this day and age, it's an astronomical figure in the eyes of ordinary people.

But if you want to make waves in the entertainment industry, build your own team, or even take on a project of the caliber of "Chinese Paladin," this amount of money isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap.

Yu Le stuffed the last piece of fried dough stick into his mouth, and even tasted a hint of the bitterness of poverty.

We need to make money.

And it has to be quick money.

It is now February 1963.

If the gears of history had not broken down, a storm that would sweep across the nation was brewing.

Although everyone is still busy celebrating the Chinese New Year, they haven't paid enough attention to the specter called "SARS".

But as a time traveler, Yu Le knew all too well what was going to happen next.

Schools were closed, factories were shut down, and everyone was staying at home, afraid to go out.

The real economy will suffer a severe blow.

However, there is one industry that will experience explosive growth as a result.

The Internet.

Invest in e-commerce?

Right now, Jack Ma is probably still eating instant noodles with his eighteen disciples at Lakeside Garden. Alibaba hasn't gone public yet, so it's hard to find a way to invest, and the payback period is too long to wait for.

Investing in games?

Shanda was indeed a hit, but it was Chen Tianqiao's money-printing machine, and no one could interfere.

Yu Le's gaze fell on the bulky CRT computer in the corner of the living room, where the Sina.com logo was flashing on the screen.

Portal website.

This was one of the biggest winners during the SARS outbreak.

With offline entertainment suspended, hundreds of millions of people are stuck at home with nothing to do but watch TV and surf the internet.

Sina's traffic is definitely going to see a surge.

And the current stock price...

Yu Le narrowed his eyes. If he remembered correctly, this was the low point after the bursting of the US internet bubble, and Sina's stock price was practically dirt cheap.

If not now, when?

Moreover, this was just one or two days before the stock exchange would close for the Spring Festival holiday.

This is a golden opportunity.

"Yu Le, what are you thinking about? That sly grin is creepy."

Liu Qianqian bit her chopsticks, looking at him warily.

"I want to sell you and buy pork to eat."

Yu Le put down her bowl, took a tissue to wipe her mouth, and stood up.

I'm going out for a bit.

"Where are we going? I want to go too!"

Liu Qianqian immediately threw down her bowl and started to put on her down jacket.

She had been cooped up at home for several days and was eager to go out and get some fresh air.

"You'd better just stay put."

Yu Le pressed down on her shoulder and pushed her back into the chair.

"I'm going to take care of some important business. Why would I bring you along as a burden?"

"Mom, look at him!"

Liu Qianqian turned to Liu Xiaoli and complained.

Liu Xiaoli was clearing away the dishes when she heard this, and simply smiled gently.

"Listen to your Uncle Yu, it's cold outside, don't run around."

Yu Le raised an eyebrow smugly and went out the door.

An hour later.

Securities brokerage.

Because it was almost Chinese New Year, there weren't many people in the hall, making it seem rather deserted.

Several elderly men and women gathered around the screen, looking at the green plate and sighing.

Yu Le walked into the main room as if he knew the way inside.

Open the trading software.

Enter code: SINA.

A Sina stock chart popped up on the screen.

Stock price: around $5.

Miserable.

Yu Le did not hesitate at all.

Operation: Buy, full position.

One million RMB, converted to US dollars, was all poured into it.

The moment Yu Le clicked the confirm button, he seemed to hear the crisp sound of money falling into his pocket.

.......

Lunar New Year's eve.

Although fireworks are banned in Beijing, the occasional sound of firecrackers from the hutongs still adds to the festive atmosphere of this ancient city.

Spring Festival couplets were pasted up and red lanterns were hung in the house.

The countdown to the Spring Festival Gala was playing on the television.

Before Zhao Benshan even appeared, Feng Gong's line, "I missed you all so much!" rang out right on time.

After eating dumplings.

Liu Qianqian was rummaging around in front of a laptop.

Yu Le just bought this a couple of days ago. The configuration is top-of-the-line for this era. It's connected to ADSL broadband, and although the speed can't compare to the fiber optic of later generations, it's more than enough for browsing web pages.

"I have a task for you."

Yu Le pointed to the computer.

"Go register an account on Sina. Don't use your non-mainstream QQ signature, create a proper personal homepage."

At that time, Weibo did not exist yet, but Sina's personal space was already in its infancy.

Xu Jinglei's reputation as a blog queen won't be established for another two years, so now is the perfect time to grab a spot.

Although Liu Qianqian didn't understand why, she still obediently did as she was told.

"What's your name? Princess Sissi? A peerless fairy?"

"...Can't you have any taste?"

Yu Le rolled her eyes, walked over and typed three words on the keyboard.

Liu Yifei.

"This is your stage name; you'll use this from now on. 'XiXi' is your nickname; only family members can call you that."

Registration complete.

Liu Qianqian nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

The page was completely blank, which looked rather shabby.

"Send something, please?" Liu Qianqian stared blankly at the flashing cursor.

"Come on, let's take a picture."

Yu Le pulled out his digital camera with its poor resolution, and Liu Xiaoli, who was holding a fruit platter, was also pulled into the frame.

"eggplant!"

"Snap!"

The image freezes.

In the photo, Liu Xiaoli smiles gently and gracefully, holding a half-plate of sliced ​​apples in her hand.

Liu Qianqian was in the middle, making a silly peace sign with half a dumpling stuffed in her mouth. Her cheeks were chubby, and she was so cute it was almost unfair.

Yu Le stood behind the two of them, holding a soup spoon in her hand with a funny expression on her face.

A family of three.

Warm and natural.

Yu Le imported the photos into her computer and uploaded them.

Then let Liu Qianqian add her own caption.

The little girl thought for a long time before deciding to type out the old-fashioned New Year's greeting, "Wishing everyone a Happy New Year and all the best."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Yu Le grabbed her hand.

"You're a pretty young woman, not a neighborhood committee auntie. Can't you be a little more tech-savvy?"

"Then what should I write?"

Liu Qianqian looked bewildered.

Yu Le pushed her aside and her fingers flew across the keyboard.

"Watch closely and learn from this."

A few seconds later.

A line of text appeared on the screen.

[Forced to work. On the left is the beautiful Empress Dowager, in the middle is the mythical beast responsible for eating the family into poverty, and the one in the back with the spoon is the most powerful, invincible, super handsome guy in the universe! Happy New Year! PS: The dumplings made by the handsome guy are really delicious!]

Click to send.

Liu Qianqian stared wide-eyed at the words.

"Yu Le! You're the one who'll bankrupt your family! And you call yourself the most handsome guy in the universe? What a narcissist!"

She lunged at Yu Le, about to strangle him.

"That's called character design! That's called unexpected charm! Don't you understand?"

Yu Le laughed loudly while dodging.

"Hurry up, stop fooling around, Zhao Benshan is coming out!"

On television, Zhao Benshan, wearing his signature tattered hat, limped onto the stage.

Laughter instantly filled the entire living room.

Outside the window, the clock struck midnight.

The new year has arrived.

On this warm and cozy night, free from SARS panic and entertainment industry scandals.

Liu Qianqian posted her first "microblog" message.

Although there are currently 0 followers.

But nobody knows.

What kind of storm will this butterfly flapping its wings stir up in the entertainment industry in the future?