My heart is tied to that sky

In the early morning air along the Zhejiang River, the wind carries the moist moisture from the canal, gently brushing against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Xianghu No. 1.

A week has passed since Qingyang Industrial Group's 10th anniversary celebration in early summer 2015.

A brief family reunion at the villa is now followed by a tender farewell.

In the center of the living room, Tang Pingsheng, Tang Xiuying, and Jiang Dashu, the elder brother and sister-in-law, were preparing to set off back to Xiaoxiang.

The second phase of the Fuyi Jinyuan project is meeting a deadline, and the construction site cannot be left unattended; the three are eager to return home.

The father, Tang Zhiye, still clutched the old pipe he never parted with, his kind face showing reluctance.

"Muyang, your father has to go back now."

The old man paused, a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"I was reluctant to part with these two little ones, but this old body of mine is still more used to the water and soil of Xiaoxiang."

After he finished speaking, his gaze frequently drifted to Tang Zhenyang and Tang Shiyang, who were playing around nearby, revealing his deepest reluctance to part.

Tang Muyang stepped forward and grasped his father's arm: "Dad, it's the age of technology now. Being in Zhejiang doesn't stop you from seeing the local customs and traditions of your hometown."

Gong Yiqing smiled and stepped forward, helping her father-in-law to the large screen, where she raised her hand to light up the smart screen covering the entire wall.

"Dad, Qingyang is now using a nationwide smart management system, so he can see everything at home from Zhejiang."

As she finished speaking, high-definition real-time images were simultaneously transmitted, instantly revealing the construction site in Xiaoxiang, thousands of miles away, in a clear manner.

With tower cranes in operation, workers working in an orderly manner, and building materials neatly stacked, the real-time progress of the project is clearly visible.

"This is... the clairvoyant?"

Tang Zhiye leaned closer to the screen, his wrinkled face full of surprise.

Clutching his old pipe, he continued curiously, "Mu Yang, then this thing... can it see me too?"

"able."

Tang Muyang nodded, his eyes filled with warmth. "I often saw Dad holding his old pipe, wandering around the construction site."

A simple, everyday remark touched the softest spot in the old man's heart.

Tang Zhenyang clung to his grandfather's leg, while Tang Shiyang tugged at his grandfather's sleeve, both crying out in their soft, sweet voices, "Grandpa, don't go! Play with us!"

Tang Zhiye looked at his grandson, then at the bustling construction site on the screen, and then at his dutiful son and daughter-in-law.

His heart softened, and he knelt down to hug the two little ones, patting their heads with a smile.

"Alright, alright, Grandpa won't leave. Grandpa will stay and keep you company."

After saying that, he stood up, leaned close to the screen, and shouted into the other end of the screen:

"Look, isn't that Huifang?"

He pointed to his sister-in-law, Huang Huifang, inspecting the steel bars, his voice tinged with pride.

Tang Pingsheng was already familiar with the intelligent management system, and replied with a smile, "Yes, Father! It's crystal clear."

"Dad, Qingyang is a conglomerate now. One system can control and manage projects across the country in real time."

Brother-in-law Jiang Dashu added from the side.

Seeing that her father had finally relented and agreed to stay, Tang Xiuying breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and tightly grasped Gong Yiqing's hand, her eyes slightly red:

"Yiqing, I'm entrusting my father to you now. He's stubborn, but we feel at ease knowing you're here by the Zhe River."

Gong Yiqing grasped her sister-in-law's hand in return, her eyes firm yet gentle.

"Sister, don't worry. Muyang and I will take good care of Dad. You two focus on the project and don't worry about him."

Jiang Dashu glanced at his watch and stepped forward, breaking the somber mood of parting.

"Pingsheng, Xiuying, it's getting late. Muyang still has a tough battle ahead of him. Let's not keep him from resting."

"The car is already waiting at the door; it will take us directly to Xiaoshui Airport."

Tang Muyang nodded, his gaze sweeping over his family.

His voice was steady and strong: "Brother, sister, Brother Dashu, thank you for your hard work at the construction site. I'll take care of things at home."

The night was gentle at the entrance of the villa.

Watching his older brother, sister, and brother-in-law's car disappear into the night, Tang Muyang stood in the wind for a moment.

After seeing off his older brother, sister, and brother-in-law, and with his family settled, Tang Muyang was completely at ease and turned to the tough battle of listing the company.

The lights in Qingyang Industrial Building stay on all night, with prospectuses and audit working papers piled up everywhere, and the preparations for listing are accelerating across the board.

Before the afterglow of the celebration had faded, a sudden disturbance occurred on the Lingnan front, and undercurrents began to surge.

Hong Qi of the Zhou Group secretly intervened, intercepting all the high-quality old mine raw jadeite from Myanmar, monopolizing the supply and raising costs.

He intended to manipulate the financial statements and deliver a fatal blow to Qingyang Industry at this crucial juncture of its listing.

Tang Muyang remained calm in the face of danger, his eyes showing no sign of panic, but rather a steady and sharp edge.

He immediately halted all risky gambling plans and decisively activated backup Plan B, directly contacting the mine owner in Myanmar.

We will follow the official public auction channels throughout the entire process, and we will be willing to slightly increase costs in order to adhere to the bottom line of compliance.

During the critical period of listing, he would not allow any quality defects in the products or supply chain.

The chairman's office was brightly lit late at night. Outside the window was the tranquil night view of the Zhejiang River, while inside, people were working against the clock.

Tang Muyang rubbed his throbbing temples and circled a data point heavily on the report with his red pen.

The cost of raw material procurement for the Lingnan project exceeded the budget by a full 15 percentage points.

He picked up the intercom, his voice hoarse but still authoritative: "Call Su Man in and answer the call from Lin Mo of Lingnan."

The office door was gently pushed open, and Su Man walked in quickly, carrying a thick stack of documents.

After days and nights of preparation, her eyes were covered with dark circles, but her steps remained efficient and steady.

The group's dedicated line went off simultaneously, and the screen displayed the online logos of branches nationwide.

Tang Muyang pressed the answer button, and the loud voice of Tang Jianguo, the general manager of the Shanghai branch, came through, revealing a kind of honest and simple strength.

"Mu Yang! Things are going really smoothly here in Shanghai! Yang Liu and I... oh no, Yang Liu and I, we'll get that..."

"Gao Tianlang was keeping a close eye on me... I was keeping a close watch on him, and he didn't dare utter a single word!"

"The data is complete. Don't let him be just some high-ranking official; our Shanghai branch is... more reliable than that 'special' official!"

Tang Muyang listened to Tang Jianguo's serious nonsense and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

A helpless cough came from the other end of the phone, followed by her calm and capable voice:

"Muyang, don't listen to Jianguo's nonsense. The operational data, channel ledgers, and audit cooperation materials for the Shanghai region are all ready."

"Jianguo led the team to complete the market expansion and operational review. We monitored Gao Tianlang's situation throughout the process and reported back at any time."

After listening to Yang Liu's clear and fluent report, Tang Muyang finally felt relieved.

"Okay, hold the line in Shanghai, cooperate with headquarters to complete compliance checks, and coordinate in real time if any issues arise."

"Received! Next time I promise to let Yang Liu speak first!" Tang Jianguo interrupted, his voice so loud it made the receiver buzz.

On the corner sofa, Gong Yiqing, wrapped in a thin blanket, quietly held the sleeping Tang Shiyang.

Her child had just turned one year old, and she was worried about her husband, so she stayed in the office with the child to keep him company.

Seeing that Tang Muyang had put down the phone, she quietly carried the child into the inner lounge.

She then walked over to her husband and skillfully massaged his tense temples.

"Don't push yourself too hard. The whole team is supporting you. You need to trust the person in charge of each region."

The call connected smoothly, and the receiver carried the distinctive noisy, dusty sounds of a construction site in Lingnan.

Lin Mo, the general manager of the Lingnan branch, spoke with a tired voice, but each word was clear as he truthfully reported the situation on the scene.

"President Tang, Hong Qi has intercepted all the top-grade old mine jadeite from Myanmar, and he won't give an inch."

"He declared that anyone who dares to supply us is openly opposing the Zhou Group."

"Raw material prices have been driven up by 30%, and the remaining materials are of such poor quality that I dare not gamble."

Tang Muyang listened quietly, his fingertips lightly tapping the table, his expression so calm it was almost frightening.

"No need to gamble, and no need to worry about his mood, just proceed with Plan B."

"Skipping all intermediaries, connecting directly with Myanmar mine owners, and following the entire formal public auction process."

"Further costs are acceptable, but compliance and quality must not be compromised during the listing process."

Hong Qi, who was standing nearby, heard everything clearly and immediately leaned over to the phone, his tone full of provocation and disdain.

"Young man, don't be too stubborn. Young Master Zhou has already given you a way out."

"As long as you withdraw from the Lingnan market, I will give you this batch of materials for free as a gift."

Lin Mo's eyes suddenly turned cold, his tone sharp as a knife, showing no sign of backing down.

"Go back and tell Zhou Muyun that Lingnan is Qingyang's territory, and he has no right to act wildly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without leaving any room for negotiation.

Tang Muyang put down the receiver, turned to look at Gong Yiqing beside him, and his eyes were filled with a hint of seriousness.

Gong Yiqing gently grasped his hand, her eyes firm and without the slightest panic.

"The Zhou family's attempt to cut off supply chain bottlenecks is a good opportunity to show the industry the resilience of Ching Yang."

"Our financial statements and quality can withstand all scrutiny; we need not fear any criticism."

The audit room was filled with tension, and the whiteboard was covered with densely written revision comments, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

The partners from the Big Four accounting firms sat at the table, their tone blunt and pressure-filled.

"Mr. Tang, a P/E ratio of 15 is far below the market standard and has no appeal to investors."

"Today's capital market needs a compelling story and a reasonable bubble; otherwise, it will be difficult to successfully issue shares."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Man stood up abruptly and slammed the channel expansion report onto the table.

She exuded confidence and her sharp gaze immediately refuted the other party's unreasonable demands.

"Qingyang has maintained a steady growth rate of 50% for three consecutive years, with stores in hundreds of cities across the country!"

"We rely on real industry to build our business, never on hype to make money. If we don't approve, we'll switch partners!"

Tang Muyang raised his hand to signal Su Man to calm down, his tone calm but with an undeniable firmness.

"Director Su is right. Qingyang is on the right path, not through crooked means."

"A low price-to-earnings ratio is fine; what we want is a long-term bull market after listing, not a speculative frenzy on the day of listing."

"There's no room for discussion on this."

CFO Ye Zhiqi pushed open the door and handed Tang Muyang the consolidated financial statements of all the branches nationwide.

"President Tang, the data from the four major regions of Hezhou, Chuandu, Shan'an, and Kyoto have all been verified, and there are no anomalies."

"Peng Jiahui and Zhou Yanting's Hezhou branch achieved cost control targets, and Pan Xingwang and Hao Haining's Chuandu team operated stably."

"Fu Dayi of Shaanxi An Branch completed the finalization of manpower and engineering in the northern region, and the blueprints for the Kyoto Gu Zhixing urban renewal project are flawless."

While taking care of her child, Gong Yiqing quietly built up key connections for her husband.

She sheds her domestic gentleness and transforms into a business advisor, acting decisively and meticulously.

"My dad has already contacted a senior leader at the National Development and Reform Commission. He'll be passing through Zhejiang tomorrow, so you'll need to meet him."

"Once the green approval channel is opened, the last obstacle to listing can be completely cleared."

Tang Muyang felt a warmth in his heart and held his wife's hand tightly, his heart filled with tenderness.

"You've only recently recovered from childbirth, and these complicated matters shouldn't trouble you."

"Qingyang is a business we built from scratch, and like our children, it is our responsibility."

Gong Yiqing had gentle features, but her eyes held extraordinary wisdom and decisiveness as she responded softly.

"For our cause, it's all worth it, no matter how tired I am. I can withstand all the pressure."

Gu Zhixing, General Manager of the Kyoto Branch, answered the phone via dedicated line; his voice was calm and powerful.

"Muyang, the old city renovation blueprints for Lingnan have been polished by experts from the Palace Museum, and Lei Wanshan has no faults to find. Construction has started smoothly."

"I've been closely monitoring Jiang Ruoxi and Raycus Capital's actions in Kyoto, making sure they don't have any opportunity to take advantage of the situation."

Tang Muyang nodded: "We will adhere to the bottom line of technology and compliance, and work steadily and surely as a unified whole across the country."

When meeting with the former leaders of the National Development and Reform Commission, Tang Muyang did not prepare any fancy speeches or PowerPoint presentations.

He only brought Qingyang's ten-year tax payment record and a report on poverty alleviation, which were simple yet profound.

"When I run a business, I don't seek quick success or empty fame; I only seek steady development and to be worthy of society."

His heartfelt words instantly moved the old leader in front of him, and the approval was granted smoothly.

Seeing his repeated defeats, Zhou Muyun was unwilling to accept it and once again resorted to ruthless methods.

He secretly hired a large number of online trolls to spread rumors and maliciously smear Qingyang.

The false claim that "Qingyang Jewelry contains excessive lead" quickly became a trending topic on major social media platforms.

Su Man rushed into the office, her face ashen and her voice full of anger.

"President Tang, the Zhou family is maliciously manipulating public opinion and deliberately damaging our brand reputation."

Tang Muyang remained calm and composed, without the slightest sign of panic, and immediately formulated a response strategy.

"This is a public relations battle, not a street fight. Impulsive actions won't solve anything."

"Notify the legal department to immediately send a lawyer's letter and simultaneously start a live broadcast across the entire network."

"The raw stone was cut on-site and sent to SGS for testing on-site, and the real results were shown to all netizens."

Inside the live stream, Lin Mo personally took to the task, putting on white gloves to cut open the newly delivered rough stone.

The jadeite is crystal clear, and its quality is visible to the naked eye. The test report is also projected onto the screen.

The word "qualified" on the report was eye-catching and glaring, instantly and completely reversing the false public opinion.

Qingyang's brand reputation has not declined but rather increased, and orders nationwide have seen a new surge.

Zhou's attempt to steal a chicken backfired spectacularly; instead of suppressing his opponent, he helped Qingyang break into the mainstream.

At the Hong Kong Island roadshow, the night was dazzling, and the competition among capital players intensified.

The investment banking heavyweights in the audience remained tight-lipped, repeatedly pressuring for a higher price-to-earnings ratio.

"A P/E ratio of 15 is too low, leaving no room for maneuver, and we cannot complete the underwriting."

Tang Muyang slowly stood up, straightened his suit, and faced the entire audience of investors with a firm gaze.

"Everyone, Qingyang is not an internet bubble; we are a real business."

"Every penny of profit is earned by the workers stitch by stitch."

"15 times is our sincerity and also our bottom line. Qingyang will never welcome those who only want to make quick money."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell into a brief silence, followed by thunderous applause.

A group of value investors stood up and expressed their strong approval of Tang Muyang's philosophy.

Inside the Zhou family headquarters in Lingnan, Zhou Jingru sighed as he looked at the continuously declining market share.

He glanced at Zhou Muyun, whose face was ashen, and made up his mind.

"Tang Muyang understands business, but he also understands people's hearts. He has principles and a broad vision. We lost this round."

After overcoming numerous challenges, all of Qingyang's materials for listing have finally been packaged.

The thousands of pages of the prospectus contain the hard work and dedication of Qingyang over the past ten years.

All six branch offices in Shanghai, Hezhou, Sichuan, Shaanxi, Beijing, and Lingnan have met the standards.

Tang Jianguo, Peng Jiahui, Pan Xingwang, Hao Haining, Fu Dayi, Gu Zhixing, and Lin Mo were all in place.

Tang Muyang led the core team from headquarters to Hong Kong Island immediately to submit the application to the Hong Kong Stock Exchange.

The morning sun pierced through the clouds, and the car was quiet, filled with the determination to embark on the journey.

My phone vibrated slightly; Lin Mo had sent me a text message informing me that the Lingnan raw stones had been safely stored.

Gong Yiqing leaned on Tang Muyang's shoulder for a short rest; she was exhausted from working hard for days.

Tang Muyang gently raised his hand to smooth the strands of hair by his wife's ear, his heart filled with peace and tenderness.

The car slowly arrived at the entrance of the Victoria Exchange. The sunlight in Central bathed the car, warm and dazzling.

Tang Muyang held his wife's hand, looked at the core team fighting side by side behind him, and spoke with a strong and resounding voice.

"Submitting the application materials is just the beginning; going public is never the end, but a brand new journey."

The crowd shouted in unison, their spirits soaring, their eyes filled with anticipation and determination for the future.

Sunny Industries has officially entered Hong Kong Island, clearing all obstacles and awaiting listing to take off.