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It was late at night.

The headquarters building of Strawberry Media Group is still brightly lit.

In the chairman's office on the top floor, Su Qinghuan had just finished a multinational video conference with the overseas publisher.

She leaned back in the soft, comfortable leather seat and rubbed her slightly throbbing temples.

Although she was physically exhausted, she was unusually excited.

Since the last time, the extraordinary wedding ceremony in Wujia Village was broadcast live.

She and Strawberry Media, which she led, ascended to legendary status.

Countless top media platforms and film and television companies from all over the world waved their checks and knocked down their doorsteps.

My only wish is to achieve cooperation with them.

Su Qinghuan felt as if she were standing on an unprecedented, enormous cusp of opportunity.

She knew that, if she wanted to.

She can transform Strawberry Media into a world-class media empire that rivals Disney and Netflix at any time!

But she didn't.

She remembered the eight-year-old child's words of advice to her.

What she wants to do is not to create a third-rate business media outlet that is hijacked by traffic and capital.

It is a mainstream cultural media with integrity, soul, and warmth!

Therefore, she rejected all partners who only knew how to throw money at the problem but were full of prejudice and arrogance towards Chinese culture.

She chooses partners who truly understand and respect Chinese culture and are sincere in their commitment.

She would rather have nothing than something bad.

She knew that the path she was on might be slow and difficult.

But she firmly believed it.

This is the right path.

While she was still making grand plans for the company's future development.

The red, encrypted phone she had placed on the table suddenly rang shrilly.

The ringing of the bell was like a bolt of lightning, instantly pulling her back from her thoughts.

Su Qinghuan glanced at the caller ID.

Her pupils suddenly contracted!

She quickly held her breath and respectfully pressed the answer button.

A familiar yet deeply revered, aged voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Chairman Su, it's me, Wu Jingzhi."

Respect the elderly!

Su Qinghuan quickly stood up from her chair.

Her posture was incredibly humble.

"It's so late, what...what can I do for you?"

Her heart skipped a beat.

She knew that unless it was something extremely urgent.

It's absolutely impossible for the head steward of Wujia Village to call me personally so late at night.

Could it be... could it be that something has happened to the company?

Or is it that I haven't done a good job in some aspect of my work recently, which has displeased the young master?

In an instant, countless thoughts, filled with worry and unease, surged wildly from the depths of her heart.

"Chairman Su, there's no need to be nervous."

On the other end of the phone, Wu Jingzhi's voice was still as gentle as ever.

"It's not a bad thing."

"It's the young master, he wants to see you."

"Now."

What?!

When the word "now" was clearly transmitted to Su Qinghuan's ears through the radio waves.

She was frozen in place, as if she had been frozen in place by a spell!

Young master... wants to see me?

And now?

Su Qinghuan felt her brain completely shut down at that moment!

She can't figure it out!

She really couldn't understand it!

What on earth has happened?

It turns out that they actually needed that young master who was extremely busy with affairs of state and in charge of a vast business empire.

Why would someone personally summon me so late at night?

Could it be that another new international cultural conflict has erupted?

Su Qinghuan's heart was filled with endless, enormous doubts and speculations.

But she didn't dare ask.

She dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Yes! Respect for the elderly!

Her voice was filled with unquestionable, absolute obedience!

"I...I'll be there right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Su Qinghuan didn't even have time to say goodbye to her assistant.

She grabbed her coat and car keys and rushed out of her office like a gust of wind.

She wanted to use it, as fast as possible!

Arrive at that place, so full of mystery and majesty!

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After half an hour.

When Su Qinghuan, with a heart full of trepidation and excitement, stepped once again into that familiar yet majestic study, filled with the scent of top-grade sandalwood and aged ink,...

She was stunned.

She saw the small figure dressed in black casual home clothes, sitting quietly by the window.

But, to her surprise...

What was placed in front of the child was neither a world map nor a financial statement filled with cold numbers.

Instead, it was an ordinary-looking photo, full of earthy charm.

The photo shows a strawberry field ravaged by continuous rain and sudden frost.

And a face of an old farmer, filled with helplessness and despair.

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