Start by Spending One Billion [Entertainment Industry]

Mr. Wang's matchmaking plan was a resounding success.

The company development that Sheng Quan had temporarily put on hold finally began progressing in an orderly fashion.

True to his reputation as a lifelong overachiever relentlessly pursuing his ambitions, Gu Zhao wasted no time. The moment the contract was signed and the agreement finalized, he immediately got to work.

Naturally, the company’s location was set in their own Huaxing Building.

Gu Zhao, ever ambitious, envisioned establishing the company on their own turf, with dreams of eventually occupying an entire floor for Xing Mang once it grew stronger.

As for Sheng Quan, she was simply exploiting the system’s loopholes.

Though she couldn’t access the rental income from Huaxing Building, as its owner, she had free rein to designate any floor she pleased.

Considering Xing Mang was still in its infancy, she allocated only the top floor as the headquarters for Xing Mang Entertainment.

In commercial hubs like Huaxing Building, the higher the floor, the more expensive the rent—just like Sheng Quan’s penthouse suite. There was something undeniably exhilarating about gazing down from the highest point, a sensation businesspeople in big cities often craved.

If you had the ambition to reach the top, why not start there from the very beginning?

Gu Zhao wholeheartedly agreed with Sheng Quan’s decision. As he had told her before, people naturally admired strength. Given that Sheng Quan owned Huaxing Building, it would be strange *not* to place her company on the most prestigious floor.

The top floor had originally been leased to a well-known industry giant, which had rented both that level and the one below it. Their lease was set to expire in just two months.

Rather than waiting, Gu Zhao paid them a visit immediately—though as a gesture of goodwill, he offered a discount on their next rental period. The company’s president readily agreed and instructed employees to relocate downstairs that very day.

Sheng Quan wasn’t surprised. As the saying went, harmony bred wealth. Unless absolutely necessary, businesspeople were usually quite accommodating.

The company, Huaxia Huiteng, employed over a thousand people across its two floors. While the employees on the 32nd floor took the news in stride, those on the 33rd were baffled when they suddenly received a group notification mid-shift: *Relocate to the 31st floor—effective immediately.*

The main work chat was flooded with robotic *"Received"* replies, but smaller groups exploded with chatter.

**[Why the sudden move? And why right now? This is way too abrupt!]**

**[Aren’t we on a quarterly lease? It’s not even up yet!]**

**[I checked—our lease still has two months left.]**

**[Ughhhhh, I have a mountain of work today! Why drop this bomb now?!]**

If this had happened in school—suddenly being told to switch classrooms mid-lecture—most students would’ve been thrilled at the unexpected break.

But in the corporate world, an impromptu office move was anything but welcome. Work didn’t magically disappear just because you were busy packing. Unfinished tasks meant overtime, whether you liked it or not.

The complaints piled up, especially since most of them were in suboptimal health—high salaries but zero gym routines. Now they had to haul their own desks?

**[I threw out my back yesterday. Can I skip the heavy lifting?]**

**[So jealous of whoever took leave today. Should’ve done the same.]**

**[Seriously, what’s the reason? Is the company in trouble?]**

The smaller group chats buzzed nonstop, with some frantically tagging their supervisors for answers.

**[He’s in a meeting—probably about this.]**

**[Aaaaaaah I’m speed-saving files right now! So annoying! Guess I’m working late AGAIN.]**

**[Bold of you to assume you’d clock out on time!]**

**[Five straight days of overtime, and now I’ll be working from home tonight too. HAHAHAHA I’m totally fine, not losing it at all HAHAHAHA.]**

Just as the messages were flying, the department heads returned from their meeting—accompanied by a team of Huaxing Building’s property staff in their crisp uniforms.

Someone immediately posted in the chat: **[What’s happening? Why is the Huaxing Dream Team here?]**

As everyone knew, a building’s value wasn’t just about location and square footage—it also depended on the property management.

It was like buying off-plan properties: the sales pitch featured a lineup of tall, attractive staff in sharp uniforms, but by move-in day, you got a squad of seasoned retirees.

The more upscale the building, the higher the standards.

Huaxing Building, a premium commercial tower in the city center, naturally had top-tier property staff—all between their twenties and thirties, fit, with legs for days, making them a visual highlight in the building.

Someone once joked, *"Even the janitors at Huaxing have killer proportions."*

No one knew which company first dubbed them the *"Huaxing Dream Team,"* but the nickname stuck.

Still, while Huaxing’s property staff were known for their efficiency, why were they here for an office relocation?

**[Wait, since when does Huaxing offer moving services??]**

**[Dream Team indeed—one person lifting a whole desk like it’s nothing.]**

**[So what’s the deal? Did management pay extra for this??]**

The overworked, under-exercised professionals stepped aside, watching as the Huaxing staff efficiently disassembled and relocated their workstations—while furiously typing in their side chats.

**[I’m so confused. Feels like we’re being evicted.]**

**[OMG!!! FRESH TEA ALERT!! Guess why we’re moving!!!]**

The moment this colleague dropped the hint, the previously slowing chat erupted.

**[WHY??]**

**[Don’t leave us hanging—SPILL.]**

**[All ears.]**

**[Hurry up!]**

The coworker typed at lightning speed: **[You’ll never believe this—Huaxing Building has a new owner!!!]**

The group fell silent for a second—then exploded even harder.

**[No way. The whole building is privately owned??]**

**[Holy crap. One person owns ALL of this??]**

**[How much would that even cost???]**

**[I’m green with envy. Deeply, deeply green.]**

**[This is the rich people’s world, huh?]**

**[How out of touch are you guys? In a city like this, where every inch of land costs a fortune, is it really that shocking for one person to own a 33-story commercial tower?]**

**[Our floor’s rent alone is insane. Can’t imagine the price tag for the whole building.]**

If earlier their mood was pure frustration, now it was sheer awe.

**[Wild. Huaxing Building is someone’s personal property.]**

**[Off-topic, but back to the main issue—why are WE moving??]**

**[Did the boss piss off the new owner?]**

**[Just another day in the corporate grind—getting kicked out mid-shift.]**

The colleague continued sending messages: 【Based on the insider info I gathered, this new owner isn't just the landlord—they're also opening a company on our floor, which is why we're being relocated to the 31st floor.】

【So that's the truth!】

【I thought our company was impressive enough, but when someone else wants the space, we still have to make way.】

【Wake up! We're just leasing the office space, while they own the entire building!】

【Oh! Now I get it. That's why the Huaxing elite team came to help with the move—because the landlord wanted our floor.】

【Money truly makes the impossible possible.】

【What kind of company are they opening?】

Yes, some employees were already quietly considering whether they could make a small career jump if the new company aligned with their expertise.

Unfortunately, the colleague with firsthand information didn’t know what the company was, only that it was likely to open in the next few days.

Amid the lively discussions, they smoothly transitioned from the 33rd floor to the 31st floor without much hassle.

The Huaxing elite team lived up to their reputation, replicating nearly the entire office layout in such a short time and ensuring everything—from the floors to the glass—was spotlessly clean.

Just as the employees' grievances had mostly dissipated, the well-dressed, long-legged team of handsome men and beautiful women wheeled in rows of food carts. Smiling, they addressed the approaching managers:

“We truly appreciate your company’s cooperation in making space available. Chairman Sheng feels quite apologetic about the inconvenience. Since it’s almost lunchtime, this is Chairman Sheng’s treat—a small token of gratitude for your understanding.”

Free high-quality food? Of course they’d accept.

The managers exchanged polite words as the property team arranged the carts along the hallway before inviting the employees to help themselves.

The curious employees finally got up to take a look.

“This is from Zhao Fang, right?”

“Yeah, it’s Zhao Fang’s takeout—their logo is on the plates.”

Everyone was astonished. Zhao Fang was a nearby restaurant that also offered delivery, but given the area, its prices were far from cheap. Even with their decent salaries, eating there occasionally still stung a little.

And yet, the new owner had just treated hundreds of people to a meal from there.

An accounting assistant couldn’t resist mentally calculating the total cost.

All they’d done was relocate for an hour—without even lifting a finger—and in return, they were being treated to a feast.

“If all rich people were like this, I’d love every wealthy person in the world,” one woman remarked as she picked up her portion, admiring the delicious-looking spread complete with dessert. “They even included coffee!”

A cup of coffee in Shanghai wasn’t cheap. Even for well-paid professionals in this competitive, high-pressure city, saving where possible was always welcome.

Now, any lingering resentment had vanished. As they savored the expensive meal and sipped their bitter yet energizing coffee, they could only chant inwardly, “Long live the landlord!”

Gu Zhao had no objections to Sheng Quan’s arrangements. He knew his place—as a subordinate, how could he question his superior’s decisions?

Besides, he thought her approach was quite effective. “You’re very skilled at winning people over,” the CEO remarked.

By doing this, Sheng Quan ensured that both the employees and the subsidized property staff would remember her kindness—valuable goodwill for a new company looking to recruit talent.

Sheng Quan smiled. “Maybe.”

She understood what Gu Zhao meant.

But her true motivation was simpler: if she could easily brighten the day of hardworking employees—people just like her past self—why wouldn’t she?

For her, it was just a few words, but for them, it meant an instant mood boost. A small effort for a big payoff.

Gu Zhao, however, found Sheng Quan exceeding his expectations.

“You’re impressive. Everyone who interacts with you comes away with a favorable impression.”

For a company’s leader, the ability to inspire loyalty was already a major advantage—and Sheng Quan had both the skills and the strategic mind to back it up.

Sheng Quan laughed. “What, do you feel obligated to flatter your boss now?”

Gu Zhao remained as calm as ever. “Flattery is a bad habit. It breeds arrogance and complacency in leaders. Therefore, I do not flatter you.”

“Alright then.” Sheng Quan patted his shoulder encouragingly.

Though new to being a boss, she wielded motivational rhetoric with ease: “Keep up the good work. Together, we’ll achieve our goals.”

At the mention of goals, Gu Zhao’s light-colored eyes brightened. His usually cold, handsome face became even more striking—almost glowing.

“Yes. I’ll give it my all.”

It was almost comical how a simple phrase could energize him so much.

Sheng Quan suspected he hadn’t been on the receiving end of many motivational speeches before.

In a way, she no longer envied her past bosses—because Gu Zhao was even more of a workaholic than she’d been. The difference? He was a willing and enthusiastic one.

Once the 33rd floor was vacated, Gu Zhao swiftly claimed a suite, directing the setup of office furniture, a large bed, and everything else needed to turn it into a hybrid workspace-living space.

Sheng Quan was surprised. “Are you planning to live here?”

Gu Zhao: “No, this is just temporary.”

She sighed in relief. Even a workaholic wouldn’t go *that* far, right?

Then he added: “This one doesn’t have plumbing yet. Installing a bathroom takes time. Once the other room is ready, I’ll move there.”

“If you permit me to live in the office, I’ll stay here permanently.”

Sheng Quan: “…If you’re fine with it, I won’t object.”

Gu Zhao gave her a puzzled look, clearly not understanding why he *wouldn’t* be fine with it.

To him, the office was the perfect residence—wake up and work, finish work and sleep. What could be better?

Sheng Quan: …*Whatever makes you happy.*

At least, as the boss, she’d reap the benefits of such dedication.

As Gu Zhao fulfilled his dream of “making the office his home” and rapidly built the company’s foundation, word of “Huitong’s relocation” spread throughout Huaxing Building.

Some who knew Huitong’s CEO even voiced indignation: “Making you move before your lease is up—couldn’t they wait two months? This person doesn’t sound easy to deal with.”

Huitong’s CEO quickly corrected them: “Don’t talk nonsense. Chairman Sheng is *very* easy to work with.”

The other person was taken aback at first, then his expression shifted to one of knowing amusement. "Go on, what benefits did they offer you?"

The CEO of Huiteng, holding a teacup, smiled like a seasoned fox. "All I can say is, don’t let Chairman Sheng’s youth fool you—she handles business and people with remarkable generosity."

"I’ve heard about that too. They say this Chairman Sheng is just in her early twenties. Tsk, what envy. When I was that age, my net worth had barely crossed a million, and she already owns an entire building."

"You were a reckless kid at twenty—how could you compare?"

The man seemed half-convinced, half-skeptical. "You’re making this Chairman Sheng sound like some once-in-a-generation prodigy. Is it really true?"

The Huiteng CEO took a slow sip of tea. "You’ll understand once you meet her yourself. These days, someone with both brains and that kind of wealth can thrive anywhere. And when someone’s *that* rich, who knows who’s backing them? Best to stay on their good side if you can."

The man probing for information immediately caught the implied warning. Raising his teacup with a smile, he said, "Don’t underestimate me. At my age, I know better. I just heard she’s running an entertainment company and wanted to know if she’s serious about it."

"I’ve cleared out the entire 33rd floor for her. What do *you* think?" The Huiteng CEO chuckled. "Plus, she’s brought in Gu Zhao. That alone tells you she’s going all out. Sure, you’re in the same industry, but competitors don’t always have to be rivals. There’s always room for collaboration."

"Yeah, I get it. I was just wondering—who’s behind her? I’ve never heard of any prominent family named Sheng."

At this, the Huiteng CEO slowly set down his teacup—a clear signal that the conversation was over. "Lao Zhao, we’ve known each other for years. I’d like us both to retire peacefully."

That single sentence left President Zhao utterly speechless.

Whatever little schemes he’d been entertaining now wavered uncertainly in his mind.

The moment he stepped out, he immediately called his secretary, ordering him to rush out and buy congratulatory flower baskets for the grand opening. He wanted to extend the warmest wishes to this new industry peer.

After President Zhao hurried off, the secretary poured tea for the Huiteng CEO. "That really gave President Zhao quite the scare."

"Good. He needed it. Otherwise, he might’ve thought he could pull something shady just because she’s young. Has he not considered? A kid who can buy an entire building doesn’t come without powerful backing."

The Huiteng CEO had no interest in sitting back and watching the drama unfold. He saw Sheng Quan as someone worth befriending and was eager to build a rapport with the rising star.

The secretary agreed. "Your decision to relocate the top floor has caused quite a stir. It’s all over the place, even online. Should we try to suppress it?"

"Suppress what? No need." The CEO sipped his tea leisurely. "In their line of work, exposure is a good thing. As for us? It doesn’t hurt. Even if we end up being a stepping stone for young Chairman Sheng, so what?"

He tapped the contract for the Huaxing Building renewal on the table. "Besides, she’s already prepaid the stepping fee."

With the Huiteng CEO not only ignoring the rumors but actively fanning the flames, gossip about 【Huaxing Building Changes Hands—New Owner Takes Over the 33rd Floor】spread like wildfire.

It started with an anonymous post by a Huiteng employee, who recounted the incident in a tone of awe-struck bystander witnessing the whims of the ultra-rich.

Their now-famous line: 【She owns the skyscraper. I own this post. We’re both landlords.】

Many Huiteng employees who’d enjoyed the 【lavish lunch hosted by Chairman Sheng】 couldn’t resist chiming in. As the post gained traction, someone suddenly spotted a connection.

**CaramelSunflower:** *"Sheng? Starting an entertainment company? Doesn’t this sound like that legendary book fan from a while back—the one who dropped a million just to stop a production from butchering the source material?"*

**RandomCitrusCreature:** *"Yes! That girl was also surnamed Sheng. The crew leaked that she was in her early twenties, really pretty, and super into fitness. Everyone called her ‘Chairman Sheng.’"*

**ObsessedWithTragicBeauties:** *"They also said she treated the whole crew to meals all the time."*

The dots were connecting. One by one.

**CasualRedPandaPasserby:** *"In those old screenshots, didn’t she say it was her first time signing someone? What if… she signed Yan Hui, that ridiculously handsome jianbing vendor, and then started an entire entertainment company just for him?"*

**BigBunnyBastard:** *"Is this how the rich operate? Staring at the jianbing in my hand, suddenly questioning all my life choices."*

**MelonMuncher:** *"Wait, there’s more. The OP said the building was recently sold. And the reason she bought it… do I even need to spell it out?"*

No, she didn’t. The logic was crystal clear.

**[So, to house her new company… she bought an entire high-rise in a tier-one city?!]**