Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Business Line:

Jiang Ciyou's passing was like the fall of a star, and the entire business world was plunged into deep mourning. However, the spiritual fire she left behind burned tenaciously in the darkness, quickly spreading to every corner of the group, giving rise to a shocking change.

At the emergency meeting of the board of directors, the atmosphere was heavy and solemn. Every director had tears on his face, but they were also resolute. Lu Jingchen sat at the head of the conference table. His eyes were red and swollen, but his gaze was as sharp as a torch. He held tightly in his hand the fountain pen that Jiang Ciyou loved most during her lifetime, as if drawing strength from the pen. "She built this group with her life's hard work. Now, we can't let her dream be tarnished." Lu Jingchen's voice was low and powerful, breaking the silence of the conference room. "From today on, the group is officially renamed 'Ciyou International'. This is not only a commemoration of her, but also a banner for us to move forward."

Once the resolution was passed, a massive remodeling project was launched in full swing. The new headquarters building in the city center rose from the ground. This building combines the most cutting-edge environmental protection concepts with a sense of future technology, becoming a new landmark in the city. On the top of the building, a huge solar rose sculpture shines brightly. It is made up of countless crystal clear solar panels. It absorbs sunlight during the day and converts it into electricity to supply the building. At night, it blooms with a soft and warm light, illuminating the night sky of the city. This sculpture is not only a work of art, but also a symbol of the concept of "business for good, energy innovation" of Ciyou International, attracting attention from all over the world.

At the same time, Lu Jingchen knew that what Jiang Ciyou cherished most was the emotional connection between people, and every life she had lit up with her sincerity. Therefore, he invested a lot of resources and joined forces with top scientific research teams to launch the "Eternal Light" plan. This plan aims to use the most advanced AI technology to reproduce Jiang Ciyou's voice, appearance and smile, so that her wisdom and warmth can continue to accompany everyone forward. Countless data were collected and sorted. From her public speeches and internal conference speeches over the years to TV interviews and charity events, every audio and video clip was carefully screened and analyzed. AI experts worked day and night to build a virtual image of Jiang Ciyou through deep learning algorithms. When this virtual image was first shown internally, everyone in the audience burst into tears. That familiar smile and kind voice seemed as if she had never left.

In order to make the "Eternal Light" plan benefit more people, Ciyou International has set up interactive terminals in its branches and public welfare project bases around the world. In those Hope Primary Schools in remote mountainous areas, children sit in front of the terminals, their eyes full of curiosity and admiration, asking questions to "Aunt Jiang" and listening to her inspiring entrepreneurial stories; in the refugee camp medical stations in war-torn areas, tired medical staff and frightened refugees can draw strength from the encouraging words of "Jiang Ciyou" and rekindle their hope for life; in the office building conference room in the bustling city, young entrepreneurs brainstorm with the virtual Jiang Ciyou to seek new ideas for combining business and charity. This plan is like a beacon, transcending the boundaries of time and space, spreading the spiritual light of Jiang Ciyou to every corner of the world, and also allowing Ciyou International's brand image to take root in people's hearts, and its commercial influence is growing exponentially.

Family Line:

In the heart of the fashion capital of Paris, a highly anticipated "Flower of Life" charity show is about to kick off. As the main designer of this show, Lu Zhixia has been busy backstage for countless days and nights. Her eyes are tired, but burning with a fiery flame, which is the power of her mother Jiang Ciyou's persistent pursuit of beauty and kindness.

The show venue was decorated as a dreamy sea of ​​flowers, and each flower was carefully made of recyclable materials, which was both environmentally friendly and artistic. The clothes worn by the models were the soul of the show. Lu Zhixia repeatedly read her mother's design manuscripts before her death, drawing inspiration from them, and perfectly blending those classic elements with modern sustainable fashion concepts. She used new organic fabrics that are not only soft and comfortable to the touch, but also almost zero pollution during the production process; the decorations on the clothes were made of exquisite accessories transformed from discarded jewelry and old clothes. Each piece is unique, telling a story of rebirth and hope.

When the lights came on, the music started, and the models came out one after another, the audience was so shocked by this visual feast that they held their breath. Finally, Lu Zhixia came on stage in a white long dress with her mother's favorite rose pattern embroidered on the hem. She embroidered it by herself, full of thoughts for her mother. She held a beautiful album in her hand, which recorded the design concept of the show and the charity story behind it. For every album sold, the proceeds will be directly used to support the entrepreneurial projects of female craftsmen around the world.

On the stage, Lu Zhixia looked into the distance with tears in her eyes, "Mom, did you see that? This is the gift I prepared for you. I will carry your dreams, let beauty bloom in love, and make the world a better place because of us." There was thunderous applause from the audience, and they stood up one after another to pay the highest respects to this young designer who inherited his mother's spirit.

At the same time, in the distant African continent, Lu Chengyan is leading the peacekeeping force to carry out a special mission. They are on the edge of a barren desert, with cracked land under their feet and the scorching sun above their heads, but they have hope and responsibility for this land in their hearts. This land was once the place that his mother Jiang Ciyou always cared about. During her lifetime, she sent aid to African children and refugees many times and was committed to improving their lives. Now, Lu Chengyan has taken over the baton from his mother.

Together with his comrades, he drove a truck full of rose seeds along the dry riverbed. Everywhere they went, they stopped, dug deep pits in the sand with shovels, carefully buried the seeds, and then watered them with precious drinking water. In order to ensure that the seeds could germinate smoothly, they also built a simple irrigation system, using solar energy to drive water pumps to draw water from distant water sources. In between work, Lu Chengyan would tell his comrades the story of his mother, how she started from scratch, made a name for herself in the business world, and how she gave back to society with all her strength. As his comrades listened, their eyes were full of admiration, and their hands became more determined.

As the days passed, the desert gradually began to green up. The rose seeds grew tenaciously, sprouting green buds and blooming beautiful flowers. Lu Chengyan looked at the rose garden with great joy. He decided to name the oasis after his mother, so that everyone passing by would know that there was a great woman who had poured endless love into this land. He stood in the center of the oasis and saluted the sky, "Mom, I will protect this land that you care about, and let your love continue here."

Back home, Lu Zhixia and Lu Chengyan met in the old house. The old house, which was once full of laughter and joy, now has a sense of tranquility and solemnity. They walked into their mother's study, and the familiar atmosphere hit them. On the desk were Jiang Ciyou's unfinished business plan and charity project draft. The brother and sister gently stroked the papers, as if they could feel the remaining warmth of their mother.

Lu Zhixia took out a thick photo album from her backpack, which was filled with photos of her preparations for the charity show, including design manuscripts, fabric selection, and model fittings. There was a little story behind each photo. She turned the pages one by one to show Lu Chengyan, telling him about the hardships and touching moments. "Brother, every time I encounter difficulties, I will think of my mother. I feel like she is by my side, giving me strength." Lu Chengyan looked at it carefully, his eyes full of pride. "You did a great job, sister. If mom saw this show, she would definitely be so happy that she would cry."

Later, Lu Chengyan also shared his experience in Africa. He took out his mobile phone and showed Lu Zhixia the photos of rose seeds germinating and growing, as well as the video of local children laughing around the rose garden. "Look, this oasis is the gift that mom left for Africa, and there will be more in the future." The brother and sister snuggled up to each other, recalling every bit of their mother. They knew that although their mother was gone, her love had been integrated into their lives and became their driving force. They will follow the path opened up by their mother and continue to write the legend of the Lu family, so that the light will continue forever and illuminate the world of more people.

As the night deepened, the stars dotted outside the window of the old house. Lu Zhixia and Lu Chengyan came to the courtyard. They looked up at the starry sky, as if they saw their mother transformed into the brightest star, watching them tenderly. Lu Zhixia said softly: "Mom, don't worry, we will be fine, and let your dream bloom in this world." The breeze blew, and the roses in the courtyard swayed gently, as if it was the mother's response. In this quiet night, it conveyed endless warmth and strength, telling a legendary story that will never end.