My seniority is extraordinary: I was only eight years old when the whole village came to wish me a H

This is not a chance for you.

Wu You's voice was soft, yet it was like a cold scalpel, instantly dissecting the elation and pride that had just ignited in Su Qinghuan's heart.

The smile on her face froze.

Isn't this an opportunity for me?

What is that?

Her mind raced as she tried to understand the meaning behind the sentence.

The cameraman, Lao Wang, seemed to sense the heavy atmosphere. He carefully shifted his lens from the luxurious interior of the car back to Wu You.

The hearts of more than 20 million viewers in the live broadcast room were also on tenterhooks.

Wu You seemed unconcerned about the camera pointed directly at him. His long, slender, pale fingers gently turned a page of his book, the paper rustling softly.

"Wu Family Village has upheld the rules passed down from its ancestors for hundreds of years." His voice remained calm, as if he were recounting a history unrelated to himself. "The village is hidden in the mountains. Outsiders only know that there is a Wu Family Village, but they don't know what it looks like. Their impression of the village is still stuck decades, or even hundreds of years ago."

Su Qinghuan listened quietly, not daring to utter a single word.

She knew that Wu You was explaining to her, or rather, to everyone in front of the camera, why he did what he did.

"Times are changing." Wu You slowly lifted his gaze from the ancient pages of the book, looking out the window at the rapidly receding city skyscrapers. "Water that doesn't stagnate becomes stagnant. People who disappear are forgotten. Wu Family Village doesn't need cheap sympathy or curiosity from others, nor does it need their baseless speculations and imaginations."

His words carried a depth and vicissitude that were completely out of character for his age.

Su Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat. She remembered her initial plan, which was to let the audience "see how rich people go home for the New Year" and to create a conflict between "ordinary people and the upper class".

Looking back now, how naive and ridiculous those thoughts seemed in front of Wu You.

"In the past, the prestige of Wu Family Village relied on fists and silver dollars. Anyone who disobeyed was beaten into submission. Anyone who dared to forget was pelted with money until they remembered." Wu You's tone was devoid of any boasting, only the calmness of stating facts. "But now, times have changed."

He turned his head, and for the first time, his unfathomable eyes gazed at Su Qinghuan so formally and for such a long time.

"Now, what's more useful than fists and silver dollars is 'fame'."

"Name?" Su Qinghuan repeated the question subconsciously.

"Yes, fame, or rather, influence." A faint smile appeared on Wu You's lips, a smile that should never appear on the face of an eight-year-old child, a smile belonging to a top leader.

"Outsiders don't understand Wujia Village; they only know respect, not fear. Respect may fade over time, but fear can be etched into the bones and passed down from generation to generation."

fear!

That word again!

Su Qinghuan felt a chill run from her tailbone straight to the top of her head.

She finally understood.

Wu You's decision to let her get in the car and do a live stream was not a whim or a child's act of kindness.

This was a meticulously planned, or rather, opportunistic, "debut."

He wanted to use her camera, the Strawberry TV platform, and the tens of millions of viewers online to redefine the name "Wu Family Village" to the world.

He wanted to use this to bring Wujia Village into the public eye online!

This eight-year-old child has such profound cunning and such a grand plan!

He wasn't going home for the Chinese New Year; he was conducting an inspection before his coronation ceremony!

And he and the tens of millions of viewers became witnesses to his coronation!

"Your camera and your live stream are the best tools to teach outsiders what the word 'fear' really means."

Wu You withdrew his gaze, returning it to his book, and his tone returned to its usual calm.

"So this isn't an opportunity for you, it's an opportunity you've given Wujia Village. Film it well, broadcast everything you see and hear exactly as it is."

"This is incredibly beneficial for you and your TV station. And I've gotten what I wanted."

He spoke so bluntly and so openly, laying bare a calculated scheme before Su Qinghuan.

This is a deal.

It was a deal she simply couldn't refuse, nor could she find any reason to refuse.

The truly powerful are fearless.

Su Qinghuan felt that even breathing had become difficult.

Looking at the composed child in front of her, she felt a fear that came from the depths of her soul for the first time.

She wasn't facing a child at all.

Rather, it is an awakened, ancient and terrifying being that knows how to arm itself with the weapons of the new era.

She thought she was a treasure hunter, but little did she know that from the very beginning, she was just a tool chosen by the treasure.

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