After all, Zhang Yurong and Dong Jiao were mere ordinary beings, entirely benefiting from the brilliance of the high-achieving ones in their cultivation. Ying'er's light was indeed strong and bright, but still somewhat delicate when compared to that of the high-achiever. "Let's converge our lights!" Under the further call of the high-achiever, the four lights merged and radiated toward the mother of the young girl. Half a minute later, a miracle occurred. The mother, who had previously been weak and gasping, began to breathe steadily and clearly spoke: "Where am I? Isn't this in the hospital?" —Text—She sat up suddenly, wow! I'm actually at home, lying here! —Person—The young girl looked at her mother, now completely recovered, and exclaimed in astonishment, "She's better! She's better!" —Book—Then, she immediately knelt down before High-Brilliance, Ying'er, Dong Jiao, and Zhang Yurong, saying, "Thank you, kind saviors! Thank you, kind saviors!" —Room—When she looked up, she found them gone. "Mother, today we truly encountered true benefactors!" "The mother smiled happily. Li Xiang had miscalculated—he not only failed to gain any advantage but actually facilitated the union between Dong Jiao and Gao Liang. No, after the joint efforts of the two, Gao Liang had already become a god. How could he now dare to harbor any ill intentions? He had only managed to retreat humbly. The filming of the 'Dream Broken at the Red Chamber' production in Shangri-La proceeded smoothly, thanks to Gao Liang joining with his three wives, creating a perfect combination of three beautiful women and one handsome man. They also recorded original songs and released an album titled 'The Song of Ascension—Shangri-La,' which quickly became a bestseller and gained widespread popularity across the country. In particular, the theme song 'I Wish to Become a God,' sung by the three women and the one man, deeply touched the hearts of millions of Chinese citizens. Under the support of various parties, the I Wish to Become a God Industries Company continued to establish new subsidiaries." Our company, Our Theater & Entertainment Company, Our Star School, Our Fashion Company, Our Catering Company—our operations are growing ever larger. High-light, this hands-off executive, only needs a phone call, a gesture, or a simple expression, and his entire team is immediately busy. "We aim to grow organically, like a snowball rolling downhill—growing bigger and bigger!" "We're pursuing resource realignment! Leveraging our strengths, avoiding weaknesses, and focusing on our core advantages to achieve substantial growth!" "We will advance according to High's strategic vision—striving to become the top enterprise in the Chinese nation!" "We will comprehensively expand our horizons, achieve breakthroughs in key areas, and establish a widespread presence!" ... Zhang Yупing, serving as both personal assistant and secretary, is diligently organizing the mountain of documents that pile up every day. As for Dong Jiao—she's not only a star and a beauty, but also the CEO of an entertainment company. Chen Yuting has made the Mengzhu Hotel flourish. What about Ying'er? What is she doing? She wasn't idle either—she was carefully planning the future path for her divine master. After the group of four returned to Kyoto, Gao Liang immediately called his three closest friends and instructed them to visit the Tianxiang Pavilion there, to assess the villa's environment and layout. The three friends promptly responded, expressing their admiration with a series of enthusiastic praises: it was beautifully situated by the mountains and rivers, with stunning scenery and a refreshing, uplifting atmosphere. "Buy it! Buy it decisively!" Gao Liang declared, making his decision firm. "Old man, this is quite a substantial investment—nearly one hundred million yuan, all in cash, and the funds must be available within one week!" Deng, usually so confident, spoke hesitantly. "I want you to purchase the largest villa right away—specifically, the one that's the biggest!" Gao Liang's firm tone left his friends stunned. At that moment, the sales manager was preparing to ask them to leave, yet unexpectedly, all three friends spoke up in unison: "We're buying—yes, the largest one!" "Wait a minute—what? Can you really afford it?" The middle-aged manager, who was broad-shouldered and heavy-set, nearly had his glasses slip off his nose. At that moment, a female sales representative rushed over, excitedly saying, "Manager, we've just received a huge payment—100 million! He's our largest buyer!" "Oh! Wonderful!" The manager immediately beamed, bowed deeply to the three friends, apologized, and said, "That was a misunderstanding! I was rather slow and unkind—please forgive me!" Then, turning to the several female sales representatives, he said, "Go on, hurry and assist with the paperwork!" The sales representatives immediately began to work. Soon, the largest villa in Tianxiangge Waterfront City—the "Angel of God" villa—was officially added to Gao Liang's portfolio. Chen Yuting had recently been feeling quite tired and hadn't seen Gao Liang for several days. Hotel matters were usually communicated only briefly over the phone, and Gao Liang would respond with just one sentence: "You decide, then." "Hmm, I'll handle it. Actually, it's me doing it all alone—some things are quite challenging. But over this period, through my own efforts, I've certainly achieved solid results. Xiao Mei has returned to Dream Zhu Hotel and has been quickly promoted by Chen Yuting to become the front desk manager. She truly values this position and works diligently, though she's unaware that the company is actually High Bright's. Chen Yuting has nurtured Xiao Mei and can now ease up a bit. One day, she receives a call that deeply moves her—the Tianxiang Pavilion Scenic Area Management Office invites her for a vacation. Chen Yuting, too, is ready to take a break, so she tells Xiao Mei to take charge of the hotel operations while she's away." Xiao Mei naturally agreed. As Chen Yuting was just leaving, Xiao Mei happily hummed a tune while taking a shower in her office's private bathroom, feeling deeply content—her monthly salary of 3,000 yuan was five times what she earned as a nurse at the Beijing City People's Hospital, which paid only 600 yuan per month. However, while bathing, she noticed the sound of running water coming from the adjacent bathroom. Hmm, what on earth? Who was taking a shower in the same room? Xiao Mei wore only a towel, and her graceful, slender figure became even more beautiful, drawing a significant portion of her guests who came specifically to admire her appearance. With her lively eyes, she glanced through the glass separating the two bathrooms, but the view was blurry—she could see nothing clearly. Just as she was about to leave, she felt her body gently embraced. Startled, she screamed, looking up to see—wow! It was him, the one who had saved her father. Her heart immediately began to race. "Let me go! Let me go! Otherwise, I'm calling for help!" "Mei said in a hurried tone, struggling to rise, but found that Gao Liang was tightly holding her—she couldn't break free. "Come with me! To Tianxiang Pavilion!" Gao Liang didn't kiss her as Mei had expected. That was unexpected. Hmm, although this bold, romantic man often showed his affection—like when he saved her father, on the way there, he even kissed her several times—still, her father was saved thanks to all the money he spent.