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The air seemed to freeze in the top-floor conference room of Strawberry Media Group.

The PowerPoint presentation titled "The First Strawberry of Spring - Strawberry Media's Public Welfare Project to Help Farmers," which Su Qinghuan had rushed to complete in the car in an hour, was quietly projected onto the huge LCD screen.

Every word was like a depth charge, creating a massive upheaval in the minds of these media industry elites in the conference room.

"Chairman Su... Mr. Su, you... you're not joking, are you?"

The vice president of program production, who had a Mediterranean hairstyle, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes behind the lenses filled with absurdity and incomprehension.

He felt like he wasn't in a meeting, but listening to a fantastical tale.

Live stream...selling strawberries?

Who are they?

They are Strawberry Media Group!

It is now the undisputed leader in China's media sector!

It is a high-end media platform that produced the phenomenal cultural feast of "A Shared Moment Across the World"!

Now, their incredibly beautiful Queen is summoning them in the middle of the night to discuss how to sell strawberries in a live stream.

If this gets out, won't the entire industry laugh their heads off?

"Yes, Chairman Su," another female executive in charge of marketing and public relations couldn't help but chime in, her face showing the same confusion. "Our brand image has always been high-end and cultured. Suddenly doing this... this kind of seemingly low-class live-streaming e-commerce, won't it cause irreversible damage to our brand image?"

"And what's more, 29.9 yuan for three kilograms, including nationwide cold chain logistics?" A senior finance executive stood up abruptly, his face contorted with pain. "Chairman Su, have you calculated the costs? The cold chain logistics alone probably costs more than 29.9 yuan! We're not doing charity; we're throwing money away!"

For a moment, the entire conference room was filled with voices of doubt and opposition.

These seasoned veterans who had spent half their lives in the media industry simply couldn't understand why Su Qinghuan, this seemingly shrewd and capable woman, would propose such an outrageous plan.

However, he faced skepticism from everyone.

Su Qinghuan's face remained unmoved.

She just listened quietly.

After everyone had finished speaking.

She slowly stood up from her seat.

She didn't argue with them about brand image, nor did she calculate costs and profits.

She simply extended her slender, fair finger and gently tapped the huge LCD screen.

Her voice wasn't loud.

But it was like the sharpest knife, piercing deep into everyone's heart.

"Everyone."

"What you're saying is all correct."

"But you've all forgotten one thing."

"This plan was not made by me."

Su Qinghuan paused, and a hint of absolute piety and awe, like that of a pilgrim, flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, young master."

When the three words "Young Master" weigh heavily on everyone's heart like three heavy mountains.

The entire conference room fell into a deathly silence.

All the executives who had been vehemently opposing the move just moments before now looked like ducks with their necks being choked.

Their faces were filled with the same extreme, unbelievable, and immense horror!

Young...Young Master?

This plan, which sounds utterly absurd, was actually devised by that child himself?

How...how is this possible?

"I know you don't understand."

Su Qinghuan looked at their expressions, as if they had seen a ghost, and simply shook her head gently.

She slowly recalled the words Wu You had spoken to her in the study, words filled with supreme wisdom and compassion.

He repeated it verbatim.

"...our influence, our credibility, our cultural identity."

"Could it be turned into money for their meals?"

When this sentence, filled with the simplest yet most poignant human touch, was clearly conveyed to everyone's ears through Su Qinghuan's words.

Everyone in the conference room was stunned, as if struck by lightning!

They felt that their hearts, those of so-called "elites," had always been filled with all sorts of business calculations and considerations of self-interest.

At this moment, I was completely shattered by this simplest yet most profound sentence!

Yes.

They talk about market capitalization of hundreds of billions, traffic monetization, and brand value every day.

But they forgot.

Everything they have comes from the most ordinary, millions of viewers.

And now, while those viewers who gave them everything are suffering.

And what did they do for themselves?

That instant!

Everyone's face stung!

They felt the gap between themselves and that eight-year-old child.

It's like comparing an ant on the ground to a god in the sky.

"I...I was wrong..."

The vice president of the Mediterranean-style hair salon was the first to stand up.

He bowed deeply to Su Qinghuan, to that small figure he couldn't see, yet which seemed to be everywhere.

His voice was filled with endless, immense shame.

"Chairman Su, I...I support this plan!"

"I support it too!"

"Damn it! Let's do it! Even if we lose everything, I'll take it!"

"Exactly! If Strawberry Media doesn't even have this much responsibility, what kind of mainstream media are we? We might as well just shut down!"

In an instant! The atmosphere of doubt and opposition that filled the entire conference room vanished!

Instead, there was an unprecedented, burning fighting spirit, full of high morale and strong cohesion!

Everyone was deeply impressed by that child's vision and sentiments!

They knew that what they were about to participate in today was not just a business project.

This is an unparalleled act of merit that they can boast about for a lifetime!

Looking at the passionate scene before her, Su Qinghuan also showed a heartfelt and gratified smile.

She knew she had taken the right first step.

"very good."

Her voice regained its powerful and capable quality befitting a business queen!

"Since everyone agrees..."

"Then, let's begin from now on!"

"I hereby announce the official launch of the 'First Strawberry of Spring' project!"

"I don't care what methods you use! Staying up all night or working overtime, I'm going to make this plan completely shock the entire internet within three days!"

"but!"

Su Qinghuan's tone suddenly changed!

Her gaze became incredibly sharp!

"I have one absolute bottom line!"

"That's quality control!"

"This time, we're going to help farmers; we're doing charity work!"

"But we absolutely cannot rely on playing the victim to gain sympathy!"

"We can't exploit people's sympathy to sell rotten, frozen fruit!"

"That's irresponsible towards consumers!"

"Moreover, it is the greatest insult to those fruit farmers who have worked hard all their lives!"

"I want everyone to know!"

"Every strawberry we at Strawberry Media sell!"

"These are the best-tasting strawberries in the world!"

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