Rebirth of Bloody Romance

In the magnificent Workers' Stadium, Zhong Yuemin once again sang the passionate and touching song "My Future Is Not a Dream".

Zhong Yuemin's singing was like a whirlwind, sweeping through the hearts of the audience; every note seemed like a jumping flame, burning fiercely, igniting the enthusiasm of the entire venue.

At the same time, an unprecedented shopping spree was quietly kicking off in front of the fifty sales counters of the Third Woolen Textile Factory.

Pieces of exquisite clothing came in like a surging tide, and people snapped them up like crazy. The sound of transactions was like the drumbeats in a symphony, rising and falling, interweaving into an exciting melody.

The amazing transaction speed of up to 50 orders per minute not only shocked everyone present, but also witnessed the perfect combination of business and art.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin was completely immersed in his own musical world, enjoying this supreme glory that belonged only to him.

However, the TV station staff unexpectedly appeared. Many well-known singers from Hong Kong and Taiwan rose one after another like dazzling stars, embellishing the stage that originally belonged to Zhong Yuemin even more colorfully.

There is no doubt that today can no longer be the moment for Zhong Yuemin to shine alone.

After Zhong Yuemin came down from the stage, his eyes were still on the performance that had just ended, and his heart was full of emotion.

At this moment, an elegant figure slowly walked into his sight. She was wearing a light blue dress and walked lightly, like a fairy descending to earth. It was Miss Deng, with a bit of shyness and expectation on her face.

"Mr. Zhong, sorry to bother you." Miss Deng's voice was gentle but firm, as if it could penetrate the surrounding noise and reach Zhong Yuemin's ears. She lowered her head slightly, but her bright eyes were always fixed on Zhong Yuemin, with curiosity and admiration flashing in her eyes.

“Did you really write “My Future Is Not a Dream” and “I Only Care About You”?

Ms. Deng finally asked the question that had been lingering in her mind. There was a hint of disbelief in her tone, as if she couldn't imagine that such a moving song could be written by the person in front of her.

Zhong Yuemin's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this. He smiled gently, and that smile contained a kind of calmness and composure after experiencing vicissitudes of life.

Zhong Yuemin nodded and said softly, "I guess so. These two songs not only belong to me, but also to each of us."

Zhong Yuemin paused and continued, "The inspiration for these songs comes from every little thing in life and from my persistent pursuit of dreams. Every note and every line of lyrics is the truest expression of my heart. I believe that as long as we have dreams in our hearts and work hard for them, our future will definitely not be a dream."

Although Zhong Yuemin's words were simple, the profound meaning contained in them made people think deeply. His words seemed to tell Miss Deng and everyone present: dreams are not out of reach, as long as we pursue them unremittingly, we will definitely be able to achieve them. At the same time, he was also conveying a belief to everyone - everyone has the right to pursue their dreams, no matter how rugged the road ahead is, they must keep going.

At this moment, the whole space was filled with a warm and inspiring atmosphere. Zhong Yuemin's words made people feel the power of dreams and saw the dawn of hope.

In this era full of challenges and opportunities, perhaps it is this persistence in dreams that can lead us to a better future.

Miss Deng lowered her head, stroking her fingers gently, with a bit of shyness and expectation in her eyes. She finally mustered up the courage and said to Zhong Yuemin across from her, "Mr. Zhong, I really like the song "My Future Is Not a Dream". Can you give it to me too? Mr. Zhong, don't worry, I will pay the market price."

Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin smiled gently, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts. His voice was deep and magnetic, making people intoxicated. "Ms. Deng, I don't care about money. You should also know that I am not short of money."

Zhong Yuemin waved his hand gently, with a hint of amusement in his tone. "I'm just curious. The passion and unyielding spirit of this song doesn't seem to match your gentle temperament. Could it be that you want to use it to motivate yourself?"

Ms. Deng raised her head and met Zhong Yuemin's gaze, with a hint of determination and resoluteness in her eyes. She said softly, "Yes, Mr. Zhong, you are right. This song is indeed different from my usual style, but it is this difference that fascinates me. I want to challenge myself by singing this song, break through my comfort zone, and show a different side of myself."

Zhong Yuemin nodded slightly to show his understanding. He looked at the beautiful and determined woman in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel respect in his heart. He knew that the road to pursuing dreams was not easy and required hard work and endless sweat. Miss Deng was willing to try to step out of her comfort zone and express her inner emotions through music, which was undoubtedly a brave act.

"Ms. Deng, in that case, I'll give this song to you. I hope you can perform it with your heart and make it your own work." Zhong Yuemin said with a smile, with encouragement in his eyes.

Ms. Deng stood up excitedly and bowed deeply to Zhong Yuemin. "Thank you, Mr. Zhong! Your generosity and support mean a lot to me. I will definitely practice hard and interpret this song with my heart."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and responded, "You're welcome, Miss Deng. I believe you can sing in your own style. If you have any questions or need help, you can always come to me."

Miss Deng nodded gratefully, her heart full of longing and expectation for the future. She knew that this was not just a song, but also a new starting point.

On the side, Li Wenbo listened quietly, with a gleam in his eyes. He came to Zhong Yuemin and lowered his voice, as if afraid of disturbing the warm atmosphere. "Mr. Zhong, after listening to what you and Ms. Deng said, I have an idea. You see, you are talented and the songs you write are touching. Why not turn these talents into greater value? How about we open another audio-visual company? Specializing in creating warm and profound music works, so that more people can hear these voices that can touch the soul."

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he burst into laughter. His laughter was hearty and infectious. "Wenbo, you have a very good plan! However, I must first state that I am not a professional musician, just an amateur. No, I am not even an amateur."

"Mr. Zhong, you are so modest. If you say that, then what are others?"

Zhong Yuemin patted Li Wenbo on the shoulder and continued, "I have a wide range of interests, but that doesn't mean I can do everything well. Singing is a way for me to relax, and I have never thought about making money from it. Besides, starting a company is not an easy thing. It requires a lot of time and energy. I am a little exhausted now, and I don't want to be distracted by doing other things."

Li Wenbo nodded, indicating that he understood Zhong Yuemin's position. He knew that Zhong Yuemin was a principled person and would not easily change his decision. But he still couldn't help but want to persuade Zhong Yuemin, after all, this opportunity was too rare.

So, Li Wenbo spoke again. "Mr. Zhong, I understand your concerns. However, you don't need to participate in the management yourself, you just need to provide some ideas and guidance. This will not affect your normal life and can realize your dream. Why not do it?"

Zhong Yuemin was a little shaken after hearing what Li Wenbo said. He felt that what Li Wenbo said made sense, and maybe he could give it a try. But he was still a little hesitant and didn't know how to answer Li Wenbo.

At this time, Miss Deng interrupted and said, "I think Mr. Li's suggestion is good. Mr. Zhong, I think you should give it a try. I will help you then."

Zhong Yuemin looked at Miss Deng. "Okay, since you all say so, I'll consider it. However, this matter still needs to be considered in the long run and cannot be done rashly."

Li Wenbo was so happy that he almost jumped up when he saw Zhong Yuemin agreed. He said quickly, "Okay, okay, as long as you are willing to consider it. We can find a time to discuss the specific plan."

After that, Li Wenbo turned to Miss Deng and said, "Ms. Deng, thank you for your support. Without your encouragement, Mr. Zhong might not have agreed."

Miss Deng smiled. "Mr. Li, you don't have to thank me. I just expressed my opinion. In fact, I am also looking forward to seeing Mr. Zhong's achievements in music."

Zhong Yuemin felt a little embarrassed when Deng Xiaoqi looked at him. He scratched his head. "Okay, stop praising me. I'm not that great. But since you all believe in me so much, I will definitely try my best."

Then, Zhong Yuemin said to Li Wenbo, "Wenbo, I'll leave this matter to you to arrange. When you are ready, come and tell me."

Li Wenbo nodded. "Mr. Zhong, no problem. I will prepare everything as soon as possible."

Just as the three of them were immersed in their imaginations of the future, a crisp laugh broke the silence. The girl with a high ponytail stood beside them without them noticing, her eyes shining with cunning light facing Zhong Yuemin, with a mischievous smile on her lips.

She teased playfully, "Hey! King of bragging, who was it that just boasted that we kept singing and shopping for clothes? This is really the funniest joke I have heard this year."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuemin was not at all displeased. Instead, he laughed even more happily, as if he was completely immersed in this sudden and interesting interaction.

Zhong Yuemin turned his head in surprise and looked around, as if he was really looking for the culprit of the "boasting". His voice was a bit exaggerated and humorous. "Who? Tell me quickly, which great god is talking so loudly here that he actually praised my reputation to the sky?"

When the girl saw him like this, she laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward. Her ponytail swayed gently with her movements, adding a bit of youthful vitality. "King of boasting, you are really shameless!" She said with a smile, her eyes full of appreciation for Zhong Yuemin's open-mindedness and humor.

Li Wenbo and Miss Deng were also amused by this sudden episode and cast friendly glances at him. The atmosphere suddenly became relaxed and pleasant. "It seems that Mr. Zhong's charm is really everywhere. Even new friends are attracted to you so quickly."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and winked at the girl with ponytails, his eyes responding to the girl's playful behavior. "No, no, it's all thanks to everyone for their kindness. I will sing another song to thank everyone for their kindness."

The girl with the ponytail smiled even brighter when she heard that. She stretched out her hand and said generously, "Okay, I'll make a note of that. Otherwise, I'll lead everyone to return the goods later."

"A word is settled!"

Amidst warm applause and cheers, Zhong Yuemin once again stepped onto the familiar stage. Under the spotlight, he seemed to be endowed with some kind of magic, emitting a dazzling light. He smiled and waved to the audience, his eyes revealing a kind of determination and confidence.

Zhong Yuemin gently picked up the microphone, his eyes swept across every expectant face in the audience, and an indescribable feeling of emotion welled up in his heart.

Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath and said in a calm and magnetic voice, "Thank you very much for your support!" His words were like a spring breeze that brushed through people's hearts, making people feel kind and warm.

Then, Zhong Yuemin continued, "I just took some time to go backstage. Although my joke did not come true - my singing stopped, it did not stop everyone's desire to shop. Your enthusiasm and purchasing power gave me great surprise and motivation." His voice was warm and powerful, penetrating the noisy air and reaching everyone's heart.

At this point, Zhong Yuemin paused, his eyes flashing with a more determined light. "I know that everyone here may have felt at some point that they have no talent or feel that they are stupid in some aspects. But please believe that everyone has their own stage, and every heart has the power to illuminate the world."

As Zhong Yuemin finished his words, the entire Workers' Stadium seemed to quiet down, with only his steady and powerful heartbeat and breathing being heard.

Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath, and the music slowly started playing. It was a melody full of power and encouragement, which seemed to be able to penetrate the haze of the soul and awaken sleeping dreams.

"Then, the next song is what I especially want to sing to you. It is not just a song, but also a belief and a persistence. I hope that when you hear this song, you can feel the courage and strength from the bottom of your heart, believe in yourself, and bravely pursue your dreams."

"Where is the world full of flowers?

If it does exist then I would definitely go.

I want to stand on the highest mountain there,

Don’t care if it’s a cliffhanger.

Live hard, love hard, even if it costs you your life.

I don’t ask for anyone’s satisfaction, as long as I am worthy of myself…”

Zhong Yuemin's singing seems to have magical power, which not only touches people's hearts, but also stimulates everyone's desire to buy.

As the last note slowly faded into the air, the entire bar erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

At this moment, long winding queues had already formed in front of the fifty sales counters of the Third Woolen Mill. Everyone was enthusiastic and vying to buy their favorite clothes.

Zhao Wenjing, the usually calm accountant, could not hide her inner excitement at this moment. She jogged along holding the statistical sheet, shouting, "Director Zhong, Director Zhong, you are so awesome!" Her voice penetrated the noise of the crowd and reached Zhong Yuemin's ears directly.

When Zhao Wenjing ran to Zhong Yuemin breathlessly, many comrades from the Third Woolen Textile Factory had gathered around. Everyone was looking at the scene curiously, wanting to know what good news made Zhao Wenjing so excited.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin frowned slightly, but he smiled gracefully and asked, "Accountant Zhao, what's the matter? What makes you so excited? Is it because the sales data exceeded our expectations?"

Zhao Wenjing nodded repeatedly, her face filled with uncontrollable joy. "Yes, Director Zhong! You are the lucky star of our Woolen Mill No. 3! This event not only attracted a large number of customers, but also increased sales! According to preliminary statistics, tonight's sales have already paid off our factory's account! Moreover, many comrades have expressed their desire to pre-order our next new products!"

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin smiled and said softly, "Accountant Zhao, now that our factory has sufficient funds, can we consider paying our comrades' salaries?"

Accountant Zhao nodded quickly and said, "Director Zhong, no problem at all."

Zhong Yuemin nodded slightly and said with satisfaction. "Very good, then let's convey this news to every comrade and let them know that we see everyone's efforts. At the same time, we also encourage everyone to continue to work hard and strive to achieve better results. When the Chinese New Year comes, we will pay everyone another salary."

When the people at the Wool Spinning Factory No. 3 heard the news, they were all stunned and didn't react for a moment. Someone asked cautiously in a low voice, "Director Zhong, what do you mean by this?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled and explained, "Comrades have been working very hard recently. As managers, we should give you some extra rewards and incentives. So, I decided to give you a few months' extra salary to express my recognition and gratitude for your hard work."

"Ah! Ah!" Everyone was shocked at first, and then burst into cheers.

"Director Zhong is so nice!"

"Thank you Director Zhong for your concern and support!"

“We will definitely work harder!”

The workers of the wool spinning factory were so excited that they rushed to tell each other and share the good news. The whole factory was filled with laughter and the atmosphere was extremely warm.