Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It was only after exiting the Hong family manor that Hong Weiguo let out a long breath. “I finally managed to lower the conditions, it was certainly not easy.”

He took a few breaths, and after his emotions had calmed down, he took out his mobile phone and called Lan Ruoxi. He said “Dear, it’s settled. These guys have become so jealous of Dali that they no longer even care about covering up their intentions.”

“I’m waiting for you at home, come back soon.” Lan Ruoxi said on the other side of the phone. “Don’t worry about your work today, Dali’s matters are more important.”

“I know, I will be back soon.” Hong Weiguo said before hanging up the phone.

Hongwu Villa, Hong Weiguo’s villa.

“Dear, wait for me in the study room.” After Hong Weiguo entered the house, he threw his clothes on the sofa and then went straight to the third-floor study.

In the study room.

After Hong Weiguo drank two cups of tea to moisten his throat, he said, “As expected, after the bunch of people knew that Dali’s health has been improving, they have started to act. Fortunately, I got there in time. Otherwise, it would be hard on Dali if the decision had gone through.”

“En, fortunately, we have been paying attention to that side and were able to find out when Hong Jianye entered the mansion.” Lan Ruoxi smiled bitterly. “With our big business empire, they will certainly be jealous and remember us. Before, Dali was weak and frail, and thus, they looked forward to the time when he would die so they could take over the business. Now that he’s getting better, they immediately demanded an inspection to push him out of the core circle of the family. For the sake of money, this bunch of people is willing to do anything.”

“Yeah,” Hong Weiguo said helplessly. “We both know that Dali’s foresight is certainly not bad. But the things that he has been doing are unable to be assessed by the inspection team. If the team were to evaluate him, he would definitely fail. Fortunately, I managed to fight for a chance. My father has changed the rules this time. With the two million that I gave Dali as pocket money acting as the base sum, he will be deemed to have passed if he made a profit from the things he had invested on. At the very least, the several hotels and Ye Lai Xiang’s profit should be enough to cover up the cost.”

“En, I’m in a good mood now.” Lan Ruoxi smiled. “Dear, you have worked hard.”

“As his father, all this hard work is nothing for Dali’s sake.”

…

Hong Dali naturally did not know of the commotion that had happened in his family.

At this time, he was making the final preparations for “I Am a Singer.” “Everyone! In our show, we don’t do useless things, everything depends on our abilities! We will make it more mysterious and let the audience look forward to it, do you all understand?”

“Understood!” The people below hollered.

“Sister Cai, I shall trouble you to act as the host,” Hong Dian smiled. “It might be a little bit tiring, hehe.”

“You’re too polite Young Master.” As a manager, Zhang Cai’s outlook was not bad. She was also very eloquent and acted in a steady manner. Thus, she was naturally suited to be the host. “Speaking of which, I have also hosted two programs before. There should be no problem.”

“En.” Hong Dali then asked, “The singers are all here, right? Are they ready?”

“They’re all ready,” Zhang Cai said. “The rehearsal is also almost done. Mr. Chu Zhongqin also said that Young Master can be at ease. He’s currently in a good state and will definitely not disappoint Young Master.”

“Ok, then!” Hong Dali looked at the time and waved his hand. “Then, let’s set out!”

…

The next two days, the hype for the “I Am a Singer” began.

This hype that had shocked the whole of Heavenly State was, in fact, all caused by a mere sentence from Hong Dali: “When Dali produces something, it must be the best! If it’s not up to standards, Dali will throw in all the money needed to ensure it’s the best.”

Any reputable company would all say that the product they were going to produce was going to be the best. However, in reality, consumers would not believe their claims. What had, in fact, attracted the attention of the viewers was the second sentence.”

“If it’s not up to standards, Dali will throw in all the money needed to ensure it’s the best!”

How domineering was that!

Originally, as long as the fact that Li Nianwei’s concert and Unexpectedly! were both done by Hong Dali was mentioned, “I Am a Singer” would have already caught a large number of people’s attention. However, now that he said something like this, the issue instantly became the top story in the news.

Who was behind the Caiwei Entertainment? Hong Dali! Who was Hong Dali? He could be said to be the number one prodigal in the world! On top of that, the way he squandered was also very peculiar. Perhaps no one would have cared if Hong Dali was the type of prodigal who squandered his money through gambling and finding chicks.

However, it was completely different now.

Although he was recognized as a prodigal by the world, there was also a consensus in people’s minds that Hong Dali’s money had always been spent on practical things! This time, since he dared to voice out such a domineering declaration, then one thing was completely certain—”I Am a Singer” would definitely leave people feeling shocked!

Even if the singers were all replaced by unnamed newcomers or karaoke singers, it would still be worth it to go to the live show. Since the show was organized by Hong Dali, it was without a doubt that the stage would be astounding and that the atmosphere would be lively.

Therefore, even though “I Am a Singer” had not been broadcasted yet, Caiwei Entertainment had already hyped up all sectors of society, causing everyone to discuss the show fervently and make “I Am a Singer” known to everyone.

It was without an exaggeration to say that even if one didn’t want to watch the show, one would have heard about it.

However, in just one day, from the beginning of the advertising to 8:00 PM on Sunday evening, people’s expectations had far exceeded the original expectations. Ling Xiaoyi reported to Hong Dali with her forehead filled with cold sweat: “Young Master, at present, the tickets for “I Am a Singer” have been sold out, and according to statistics, the number of people who want to watch is still increasing. It has far exceeded the number of seats. If this continues, I’m afraid that the immense number of the audience will cause a stampede…”

With his head resting on Li Nianwei’s thigh, Hong Dali said, “How many tickets have you sold? Is it so exaggerated?”

“The entire stadium, including the field inside, sold a total of 55,000 tickets. The VIP seats and the regular seats add up to an average of about 60 yuan for one ticket.” Ling Xiaoyi continued, “Which also means, we have already earned more than three million solely from ticket sales.”

“What!” Tang Muxin’s surprised chin almost fell to the ground. She quickly calculated. “If the first episode earns us three million, then the ten-episode program would earn us a total of 30 million. Even if the cost of 15 million is deducted, we will still earn a net profit of 15 million!” Counting up to here, she began to pull Hong Dali’s arm and shook it vigorously. “Dali, can you organize more of such programs in the future? No one would dare say that you’re a prodigal then!”

Hong Dali said, “Squandering is a skill. Y’all wouldn’t understand…” He then immediately told Ling Xiaoyi, “If we throw in the three million we have just earned, would there be sufficient seats at the live show? Set up ten screens outside the stadium, I want all the people around the stadium to see the live broadcast!”

At the end of his sentence, he did not forget to add, “When Dali produces something, it must be the best! How can the venue be too small?!”

…

And thus, the preparations continued until it was Tuesday, the day when “I Am a Singer” officially started.

As Ku Ge Music Company’s Senior Music Producer, Sheng Wenshi followed the unit’s colleagues and drove from the company building to the West Fourth Loop Stadium. At this time, it was just six o’clock, a full two hours from the beginning of “I Am a Singer.” Normally, this time was definitely enough for them to make sufficient preparations with ease, but he had underestimated people’s expectations for this program—even his car couldn’t get into the one-kilometer circumference of the West Fourth Loop Stadium. There were much more people who came earlier than him.

This could be seen from the parking spaces where even dogs couldn’t squeeze their way through the crowded road.

While he was preparing to park, a professional wearing security uniform came over and knocked on the window. After Sheng Wenshi pulled the window down, the security guard said respectfully, “Sir, please do not drive further in. Many people are already standing on the roof of their car to wait for the show. Unless your car has wings, you will definitely not be able to enter.”

After listening to this, Sheng Wenshi was filled with sweat and looked around at his surroundings in horror. He asked anxiously, “How many people have come? There is still around two kilometers before we reach the stadium, right?”

“According to the latest news I received,” the security guard said helplessly, “there are at least 120,000 people in the two kilometers circumference of the stadium. And,” the security guard also wiped the cold sweat on his head. “the number is still increasing rapidly. It’s estimated that it’s likely to break through the 200,000 mark at 8:00 PM…”

“My God…” Sheng Wenshi looked at his colleagues and said in a hurry, “We have all bought VIP tickets. You can’t possibly tell us that we can’t enter, right? It’s a small matter for the money to be wasted, but our company’s program can’t be delayed. Oh, yes,” Sheng Wenshi hurriedly took out the VIP tickets and name cards he brought. “I’m Ku Ge’s Senior Music Producer, Sheng Wenshi. This is the ticket I bought and my ID. Security comrades, please take a look.”

After receiving the tickets and documents handed by Sheng Wenshi, the security guard looked carefully and, after verifying that there was no problem, he immediately said, “Then, gentlemen, please park the car and come with me. It’s impossible for the car to enter, but fortunately for you, the boss has specially prepared twenty helicopters…”

“Two… twenty helicopters…” Sheng Wenshi and his colleagues punched their chest area near their hearts. “Oh, my poor heart… I have to take a helicopter to enter the stadium to watch a concert. This level is too high. I’m afraid I can’t stand it…”

The row of people reversed back all the way, and after they retreated for three hundred meters, they finally found a parking space. Sheng Wenshi quickly turned in. Without caring about others, sneaked in and stuffed his car into the slot. The big battle of parking, great success!