Reborn in the Hong Kong entertainment industry in the 1980s

Steven thought for a moment and realized that this girl was quite the ladies' man, wanting everything to be perfect. It might be a good thing if she could become a star.

Otherwise, a regular job simply won't be enough to support her, and if she ends up going astray in pursuit of pleasure, that would be a terrible mistake.

"Okay, I'll lend you the money, but you have to promise me you won't do anything stupid or wrong in the future. The entertainment industry may be a quick way to make money, but it's a deep and dark place. You have to be an upright person and do things with integrity."

"I know, officer. I'm not a child."

"I'm afraid that you young girls will not be able to resist temptation, will go astray, and will regret it for the rest of your lives."

Steven took out his briefcase, pulled out a wad of cash, and gave it to Hu Xiaoxiao. "I'll definitely be watching the Miss Hong Kong finals on TV to cheer you on."

Hu Xiaoxiao took the money, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and said, "I'll definitely be the most beautiful woman in Hong Kong when I win the championship. I'll treat you to a big meal."

"Let's talk about it after you win the championship. It's too early to talk about it now," Steven comforted her. "If you don't win the championship, getting second or third place would be good too. And there's Miss Photogenic, who's a hot favorite every year."

"No, the championship is mine." Hu Xiaoxiao looked proud, like a queen.

Steven was both amused and exasperated, and asked her about her recent situation: "How's that house? Nothing wrong with it, right?"

"No problem, it's very comfortable to stay here."

"Well, seeing how energetic you are now, I know you're living quite well." It seems he had a misconception that day.

Perhaps the curtains in the room hadn't been opened for too long, making it feel a bit damp.

With only three days left until the deadline for Miss Hong Kong registration, many women rushed to register, and a long line formed in front of the office where registration forms were distributed.

The women who came to sign up were all young, beautiful, and dressed very fashionably.

To participate in the Miss Hong Kong pageant, one must be a Hong Kong resident, have one parent who is from Hong Kong, or be born in Hong Kong.

Ages 17 to 27.

Unmarried and has never had children.

The girls who dare to participate in the Miss Hong Kong pageant are all extremely confident in their looks. When they pick up their registration forms, they secretly compare themselves with the girls around them, trying to figure out if they can win over them.

Becoming an overnight sensation and a glamorous superstar is the dream of many young women.

Therefore, the girls' hostility was subtly evident at the office door.

As the girls were glancing at their competitors, a particularly loud thud of high heels approached.

The heels landed on the ground with a rhythmic thud, like dancing to a melody, radiating confidence and swagger.

The girls all looked toward the source of the sound—

The woman was wearing a square-neck black knee-length flared skirt, showing off her beautiful collarbone and a section of fair and straight legs.

Her long, wavy hair was combed back and tied into a high ponytail. She walked in with her head held high, like a proud royal princess arriving.

Her beauty was so striking that it seemed to possess a powerful, aggressive quality. The moment she appeared, she stole the spotlight from all the other girls, leaving them all pale in comparison.

She was already quite tall, and with those 5-inch black high heels, she appeared even taller. As she drew closer, the girls couldn't help but feel an immense sense of pressure emanating from her.

Aggressive!

A person's beauty and temperament can be so overwhelming, so domineering, so utterly stunning that it seems to kill off all other beauties.

There was total silence.

Just moments ago it was as bustling as a vegetable market, but now it's so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The junior assistant in the office was surprised to hear complete silence outside. She went out in surprise and bumped into a girl who was so fair she seemed to glow and so beautiful she made people dizzy.

Hu Xiaoxiao looked around, then approached the assistant and asked, "Excuse me, is this where we register for Miss Hong Kong?"

The assistant then realized what was happening and quickly said, "Right, right, you're here to register?"

"Yes." Hu Xiaoxiao winked at her. "Is it still possible to register now?"

The assistant's face flushed red, and her heart pounded. "There's still time, there's still time."

Even though she missed the registration deadline, she still helped this beautiful girl get the qualification.

How could someone be so beautiful? So beautiful that even she, a woman herself, couldn't help but feel her heart pounding.

The assistant hurriedly grabbed a registration form, disregarding whether it was compliant or not, and invited Hu Xiaoxiao into the office, pulling out a chair for her to sit and fill out the form.

After watching Hu Xiaoxiao fill in a few lines of information, the assistant quietly left and then hurriedly ran to the next office.

This office is even larger and bigger, with thousands of Miss Hong Kong application forms piled up on top.

With the deadline approaching, almost everyone who wanted to register has done so, and most of the materials are here.

The production team has already begun screening the list.

The assistant suddenly pushed open the door, startling her colleague who was engrossed in his work inside.

"Faye, what's wrong with you? You scared me to death!" Anna scolded her assistant.

When the junior assistant, Faye, saw that her department head, Anna, was there, and that Charlie, the deputy director of the production department, had also arrived at some point and was sitting in front of the files, she was so startled that she swallowed the words she was about to say.

Anna asked, displeased, "What is it?"

"N-nothing," Faye said softly. "I just saw a very pretty girl sign up, and I wanted to invite everyone to take a look."

Charlie, who was flipping through the registration form, heard Faye's words and looked up from the form: "What girl?"

"A very, very beautiful girl came to register for the Miss Hong Kong pageant and outshone everyone else."

Charlie became interested and said, "Call her over here and let me see her."

After bowing and scraping as she left, Faye dared to breathe deeply and calm herself for a while before returning to the office next door, where Hu Xiaoxiao had just finished filling out the form.

She called Hu Xiaoxiao aside and said, "Charlie, the deputy director of the production department, is here. Go and meet him, and remember to make a good impression."

"What does he do? Why do you want to see him?" Hu Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled. She thought he was just here to register.

Faye explained, "Charlie is the deputy director in charge of TV production at Hong Kong Television. If you make a good impression on him, with your qualifications, even if you don't become Miss Hong Kong, you can still get in as an actress. You know what an actress is? She makes TV dramas. If you please Charlie, getting you a leading role won't be a problem."

Upon hearing this, Hu Xiaoxiao understood.

Filming, playing the female lead—isn't that what she wants to be, the big star?

"understood."

"Take the registration form and follow me." On the way, Faye quietly gave Hu Xiaoxiao some pointers.

Hu Xiaoxiao took a lollipop out of her bag, stuffed it into Fei Yi's hand, and winked at her, "Thanks, I'll treat you to chicken another day."

Up close, the beauty was so stunning that even a magnifying glass couldn't reveal any flaws. Faye was so mesmerized by the beauty's alluring glances that she almost bumped into the door.