As soon as he finished speaking, he gave his finger a gentle motion, and the pointer of the Lucky Spin Wheel began to move. Turning to the audience, he declared, "This time, I've won!" Indeed, the pointer landed on a premium prize zone—everyone looked on in amazement, for it was a nationwide warranty-protected iPhone laptop. Suo's head was heavy, and she dared not look. But after a wave of gasps, a wave of regret swept through the crowd: "It's out of bounds! Out of bounds! What a pity!" The young man, clutching his head, stared in disbelief, as if the very air around him were echoing, "Impossible! Impossible!" High-light smiled gently at the back of the crowd, thinking to himself, "You wanted to show off your flair, huh? Well, you're not going to beat me!" Immediately after, it was Suo's turn to spin the Lucky Spin Wheel. Though clearly nervous, Suo found comfort in High-light's reminder: "Relax—natural ease is always the best." "This sentence calmed Bixi down. With a gentle flick of her hand, the lucky spinner's pointer began to tick and tap. 'Wow! What a pity! Just a little bit short—could have landed right on the highest prize!' Some people in the crowd expressed their regret, and Bixi felt just as disappointed. But just two seconds later, the crowd erupted again: 'The wind has picked up! The pointer has moved again! Oh my! Oh my! It's landed right on the highest prize!' Bixi looked closely. Wow! What a surprise! She had indeed won unexpectedly. The young man cried out in sheer excitement: 'This doesn't count! This doesn't count!' Yet, a notary official stepped forward, picked up the microphone, and announced to everyone: 'The winner of today's grand prize is this beautiful lady. Today is a special day—this is the very best gift heaven has bestowed upon her!' " Beverage happily took the stage to receive her award, her smile as bright and pure as a blooming flower, touching everyone's hearts. Yet, our Gao Liang quietly stepped away. After Beverage received her award, fireworks erupted across the park, signaling that this was no ordinary day. Beverage noticed couples lingering and affectionately chatting throughout the park—oh! It was the Qixi Festival, China's Valentine's Day. Beverage knew that without Gao Liang's help, she never would have won this award. Though Beverage didn't know that Gao Liang had used his risk-control ability to skillfully guide the lucky wheel's pointer, she sensed that he was an exceptionally outstanding man—always calm, composed, and self-assured, no matter the circumstances. When urgently rushing to High Light Industries Co., Ltd., a secretary of the company informed me that Chairman Gao had just boarded the K386 flight from Hanhai to Kyoto. As he departed, he had asked me to deliver a message to you. Xuebi read the note, which read: "Xuebi, Happy Qixi! I'm off to Kyoto! I'm entrusting you with all operations—production, sales, and everything else—at High Light Industries. Please take good care of the company! Should you have any decisions to make, feel free to call me anytime. Goodbye!" Xuebi felt an inexplicable sense of warmth and, that evening, held the note in her hands as she drifted off to sleep. "Ha ha ha!" Li Xiang burst into laughter, "Gao Liang! Gao Liang! This time, you're done! From now on, my Yin-Yang Hands will be unbeatable!" Just as Li Xiang was proud, the stocky and the slim one arrived, raising their thumbs in admiration and praising him continuously. Zhou Chao has always resented Gao Liang deeply, yearning to settle the matter once and for all. Together, the three demonic figures devised a plan to jointly attack Gao Liang. "Hahahaha! Gao Liang! Gao Liang! This time, you are surely doomed—no god in heaven can save you!" Their sinister voices echoed through the air, as the demons danced wildly. "Ha ha ha!" The three burst into laughter. High Light looked and saw his three main rivals: Zhou Chao, Chen Zixue, and Li Xiang. They advanced steadily, pressing closer to him. High Light realized he had been outwitted, yet he raised his voice: "Where have you hidden Zhang Yuping?" This time, we're going to play with her right in front of you!" Chen Zixue truly was a polished hypocrite—his true nature as a suitor was unmistakable. Zhou Chao just stared at Zhang Yuping's impressive chest, his mouth dry and his words stammering. Zhang Yuping had grown more beautiful lately—more beautiful than she was in high school, by at least 20%. Today, Zhou Chao was finally going to take his first bite. "We're all in! As long as we get high-lighted!" Zhou Chao spoke with such unseemly boldness. High-light's expression carried a hint of disdain. He spat forcefully onto the ground, then composed himself, addressing the three formidable figures: "Come on! All of you—come on!"