Tokyo, Ginza.
January 1, 2024, 12:20 a.m.
[Tang Jin Club], private lounge.
Outside the window, Tokyo Tower had just finished its New Year's countdown light show. Brilliant orange-red light flowed across the night sky, illuminating the bustling streets below.
After ending her video call with Tang Song, Xiao Jing's face still carried a sweet afterglow.
Her fingertips danced across the screen as she tapped a few times and called Xu Qing again.
The call was answered quickly.
On-screen, Xu Qing's background was noisy and the lights flickered. She was clearly at a lively New Year's party.
"Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year, Qing Qing!" Xiao Jing's voice was sweet. "Guess where I am?"
As she spoke, she turned the camera toward the window.
"Tokyo? What are you doing there?"
"I followed my mentor here on a study tour." Xiao Jing lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "We came to negotiate the acquisition of an insanely impressive hotel group called [Tsukihana Gosho]. It has top-tier modern Japanese-style hotels in Kyoto, Hakone, Karuizawa, and even Europe and America.
"And this group often collaborates with all sorts of anime IPs.
"Once the acquisition is complete, all those resources will be under my control. Qing Qing, we can have fun together then! We can organize our own anime convention. What do you think?"
"Ah—" Xu Qing's gaze drifted. She was clearly tempted, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "Th-that... better not. I've been crazy busy lately. I just took on a huge project—I'm the lead screenwriter for Bei Weiwei's S-tier drama. I need to go into seclusion and cultivate. I don't have time to run around everywhere."
"What a pity." Xiao Jing pouted in grievance, but then her eyes rolled, and her voice turned seductive. "Then—
"How about something more interesting? Tang