Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

"you!"

Li Jiaxin clutched the corner of the quilt and glared at the pair of smiling peach blossom eyes, her fingertips digging deeply into his arms: "Last night we...they..."

The broken question stuck in his throat, and his eyes swept over the few people who were still sleeping, and the tail end of the question turned into a whisper: "Are you crazy?"

Zhou Qi lazily propped up his chin, the morning light outlining the ambiguous red mark on his collarbone: "Do you need help remembering?"

He tapped his neck with his fingertips: "This is you..."

The setting sun outside the glass curtain wall cast an amber glow on the room, and Qiao Xuying's fingertips unconsciously stroked the rim of the crystal glass.

When she noticed Zhou Qi's mischievous gaze, a coral red blush appeared on the tips of her ears, and her long eyelashes cast the shadow of a butterfly flapping its wings about to take off under her eyes.

Soaking in a constant temperature bathtub filled with rose bath salt, Zhou Qi looked up at the star and moon paintings on the dome.

In the misty water vapor, the subtle sound of Lin Xindie's bare feet stepping on the anti-slip mat made the corners of his mouth curl up.

The hem of her mint green silk suspender skirt fell over the edge of the bathtub. She wrapped her neat hair around her fingertips and gently pressed her temples. The air was filled with the subtle scent of tuberose and cedar.

"This script-killing show is obviously a hidden plot written by you."

Li Jiaxin clutched the wrinkled script cover, and the parchment made a slight crisp sound in her palm.

Du Qianqian was putting iced sparkling water on her hot cheek. She burst out laughing when she heard the words. The water droplets condensed on the wall of the crystal glass slid down her slender wrist into the lace cuff.

Zhou Qi chuckled as he rested his head on the buoyant neck pillow: “The greatest privilege of a screenwriter is to let the self-righteous actors discover that all the improvisations are within the outline.”

He reached out to catch the feather pillow that Qiao Xuying threw at him, and the peacock blue feathers fluttered down on the water where fresh petals were floating.

As dusk deepened, the city skyline lit up one after another. Four girls, wrapped in cashmere shawls of different colors, stood in front of the panoramic windows and watched Zhou Qi perform a drone show.

When the fleet of flashing LED lights spelled out the initials of their names in the night sky, Du Qianqian turned around and placed the ice-cold champagne glass on the back of the neck of the instigator, triggering a burst of laughter.

During the 48-hour carnival, they tried the hidden menu of Michelin chefs, watched the film version of "Roman Holiday" in a private cinema, and even had the sudden idea of ​​booking an aquarium to dance with beluga whales.

When Lin Xindie's pearl earrings accidentally fell into the penguin pool, Zhou Qi's clumsy look of rolling up his sleeves to fish them out finally allowed the girls to find the joy of making a comeback.

The afternoon sun shone through the window lattice. Four people sat in the living room, and the air was filled with the aroma of coffee and desserts.

During this rare leisure time, the daughter of the Li family and her three close friends have established a friendship that goes beyond business partners.

From sharing childhood stories to talking about life ideals, they have transformed from polite partners to close friends who can talk about anything, and even their personal skin care secrets have become a topic of conversation after dinner.

Just as everyone was enjoying this comfort, Zhou Qi brought the topic back on track.

He took a sip of black tea from the bone china cup and cast his eyes on Li Jiaxin who was sorting out the financial statements: "How is the recent structural reorganization of Qidong Group going?"

Upon hearing this, the capable business woman put down the documents and tapped the tablet to bring up the data chart:

"Thanks to the Li family's 30 years of deep cultivation in the real estate industry, Qidong's team has been running-in more smoothly than expected. The management level has been upgraded and the construction permit for the North Shore project will be approved this week."

The candlestick chart jumping on the screen confirmed her statement.

When the topic turned to the four acquired companies, Li Jiaxin's tone became more cautious:

"The hotel sector has achieved cost reduction and efficiency improvement through intelligent management systems, but the supermarket supply chain has historical problems."

She pulled up the risk assessment report marked in red: "Some of the former members of the Huo family hold the exclusive agency rights for imported goods. A hasty replacement of personnel may lead to a shortage of shelves."

Zhou Qi flipped through the electronic files thoughtfully and noticed the time node of a resignation application:

"Are these executives who submitted their resignations related to Huo Tingxuan's trip to London last week?"

"That's what I'm worried about."

Li Jiaxin switched to the personnel flow monitoring interface: "Three European brand agents have privately contacted Huo's newly established trading company. If we can't establish an alternative channel within this month..."

The unfinished words made the relaxed atmosphere in the room suddenly solemn.

Outside the glass curtain wall, cargo ships in Victoria Harbor are sounding their horns and setting sail, as if reminding them that this commercial war without the smoke of gunpowder has never really stopped.

There are undercurrents in Hong Kong's business community. After the Huo family withdrew, they quietly laid out their plans in the Southeast Asian market, trying to temporarily avoid the spotlight through regional strategic shifts.

According to industry insiders, although this roundabout strategy can gain a buffer period, it remains uncertain whether it will make a comeback in the future.

At the same time, business celebrity Li Jiaxin is pushing forward channel changes with thundering means. Relying on the strategic alliance built by the three major families of Li, Bao and Zheng, she is working hard to introduce international brands to reshape the supply chain system.

The reconstruction of this trade pattern is not something that can be done overnight. When Zhou Qi listened to the report, a sharp insight into the world flashed across his eyes.

In his opinion, Southeast Asia may seem like a blue ocean, but it is actually full of hidden dangers and its complexity far exceeds that of the mainland market.

"The Huo family is now nothing more than a trapped beast in retreat."

He tapped the table and made a sharp judgment: "Those so-called elites who defected are nothing more than speculators who are trying to keep warm by taking advantage of the remaining heat."

In front of the business war sand table, Zhou Qi showed amazing strategic determination:

"Channel reform is like the sifting of sand by the waves. Instead of looking ahead and behind, it is better to break down and then build up. It is easy for international brands to withdraw from Hong Kong, but if they want to return to this market..."

The corners of his mouth raised a cold arc: "The initiative has already changed hands."

Today's trade landscape is no longer what it used to be.

With the capital support from the three giants, the four major groups are building a full-dimensional business ecosystem covering finance, shipping and retail.

The chips in Zhou Qi's hands include Li Zhaoji's capital operation wisdom, the logistics lifeline of Xiang Group, and the deep foundation of local consortium.

"When the chess game is complete."

Zhou Qi gazed at the bright lights of Victoria Harbour:

"What we want to build is not a monopoly, but an irreplaceable business hub. The departure of those international brands just makes room for the growth of new forces."

Behind this statement is the unprecedented integration of resources in the port city's business community, with 50 billion yuan of funds ready to go, seven major shipping hubs fully connected, and three major chambers of commerce forming strategic synergy.

In Zhou Qi's plan, this trade change is both a crisis and an opportunity.

The pain caused by the replacement of international brands will eventually be transformed into the driving force for the evolution of the local supply chain.

The Huo family’s struggle in Southeast Asia is like the last counterattack of a trapped beast - when the new trade network is completed, the commercial discourse power of the port city will be completely rewritten.

Neon lights shattered into gold foil on the surface of Victoria Harbor. Zhou Qi's fingertips ran across the customs data report and he chuckled, "Now if you want to ship a screw to Hong Kong City, you have to get a stamp from me first."