Reborn in the Hong Kong entertainment industry in the 1980s

Xie Zhiheng said impatiently, "Does my word no longer carry weight?"

"No," Manager He quickly denied. "I'll donate it later, one million."

"Now."

Yes, now.

Under Xie Zhiheng's close watch, Manager He had no choice but to write a company check and hand it to the staff of the Women and Children's Foundation.

The staff member grinned from ear to ear and, at Xie Zhiheng's urging, immediately issued him a receipt.

Xie Zhiheng flicked the receipt lightly, a smile finally appearing on his face. He looked around the venue and found Hu Xiaoxiao.

He placed the receipt in front of Hu Xiaoxiao and waved it, "Look, one million, donated."

Hu Xiaoxiao glanced at it and said in surprise, "You're quite kind-hearted."

Xie Zhiheng pursed his lips, suppressing his smile. "It's alright. After all, I'm a kind person."

"I can see it."

"Now, can we dance?"

Hu Xiaoxiao didn't expect him to still remember this, but considering how kind-hearted he was, she asked, "What do you want to dance?"

What dance can you do?

“I can dance them all.” She had previously learned all kinds of ballroom dances.

Xie Zhiheng thought for a moment and said, "Latin dance."

"no problem."

Xie Zhiheng finally smiled, took off his sunglasses, and tossed them aside.

Hu Xiaoxiao reminded him, "Don't hit anyone."

"Whoever gets hit, we'll give it to them." He went up, grabbed Hu Xiaoxiao's hand, and walked towards the stage, asking the music staff to play music suitable for Latin dance.

As soon as the upbeat and enthusiastic music started, all the guests turned to look.

After Xie Zhiheng led Hu Xiaoxiao to the center of the stage, he let go of her hand and took two steps back. Then he stood facing her and extended his left hand to invite her to join him.

Hu Xiaoxiao stood sideways with her right foot behind her left, her left knee slightly bent, and then placed her hand on Xie Zhiheng's hand.

Without rehearsal or preview, the two danced spontaneously to the cheerful melody.

Moving left and right, forward and backward, her dance steps are smooth, fluid and natural. Hu Xiaoxiao's waist is flexible, but her movements are powerful. She is like a flame burning on the stage, making the audience's hearts surge.

Viewers felt as if they were transported back to the night of the Miss Hong Kong finals, to Hu Xiaoxiao's incredible stage presence and dazzling brilliance.

Surprisingly, this Mr. Xie was able to dance on stage with equal skill to Hu Xiaoxiao. His dynamic dance moves were wild and unrestrained, making it hard to believe that this was the infamous, uneducated Mr. Xie from the Hong Kong entertainment circle.

Today, it is destined to surprise many people.

The two were like two flames, hot and fiery, igniting the atmosphere of the entire venue.

When the music stopped, the guests were still reluctant to leave.

Xie Zhiheng saw their amazed and incredulous gazes, remained expressionless, but his chin was slightly raised. After leading Hu Xiaoxiao around the stage to express his gratitude, he walked off the stage expressionlessly.

As expected, many acquaintances gathered around and asked him when he had learned to dance.

Xie Zhiheng was overwhelmed and began to regret throwing away his sunglasses.

When he finally managed to break free from the crowd, he couldn't find Hu Xiaoxiao. After asking several people, he learned that she had gone to eat.

At the event, food was prepared for the guests, all made by the women and children who had received help, as a way of expressing their gratitude to the guests.

Hu Xiaoxiao ate the sticky rice chicken that the children had made. It was especially soft, sticky and fragrant, and she ate several in a row.

Xie Zhiheng came over and heard a man asking Hu Xiaoxiao.

"Miss Hu, would you like some late-night snacks tonight?"

Hu Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, "I'm not eating anymore. I can eat my fill here, and I probably won't be able to eat anything tonight. Are you still hungry? There are French fries over there, and a kind of food called 'guo' that's also delicious. Go and get some."

"...No need, I'm full." The man then left.

Xie Zhiheng sat down next to Hu Xiaoxiao, looking at her with disdain: "You stupid idiot! You won't even know if you get sold out one day."

"You're not that smart either." Hu Xiaoxiao peeled another sticky rice chicken and used her chopsticks to turn the chicken meat inside the sticky rice as she ate.

The chicken inside was actually chicken thigh, incredibly fragrant and smooth, with a subtle lotus leaf aroma. It looked greasy, but it wasn't greasy at all.

"Are you a pig?" Xie Zhiheng pointed at a pile of lotus leaves in front of Hu Xiaoxiao.

"No."

Xie Zhiheng then teased her, asking, "So what are you?"

Hu Xiaoxiao looked up at him with a smile and said, "I am a fairy."

"I already knew," Xie Zhiheng said lazily, leaning back in his chair.

Hu Xiaoxiao stopped scooping out glutinous rice with her chopsticks and asked him, "When did you find out?"

Xie Zhiheng scoffed, "I can tell just by looking at you."

Hu Xiaoxiao put down her chopsticks, thought for a moment, and asked him seriously, "Were your ancestors monks?"

"Your ancestors were monks!" His ancestors were monks? Where did he come from? Xie Zhiheng looked Hu Xiaoxiao up and down again. "Hu Xiaoxiao, you're amazing. You've even learned to curse without using any swear words."

Hu Xiaoxiao looked at him carefully for a few moments and realized she was overthinking it. "I didn't scold you, really."

"I don't believe you." Xie Zhiheng was getting impatient when someone came over to greet him again. He stood up and asked Hu Xiaoxiao, "There's nothing else going on now, let's go."

"I'll wait for the TV station staff to leave together." She needs to return her clothes and jewelry to the company.

The event ended in the evening. After Hu Xiaoxiao returned to the TV station and returned her belongings, the finance department staff saw her when they left work and told her that several advertising fees had been deposited into her account, and asked her to keep an eye on them.

Hu Xiaoxiao did a quick calculation and found that the total amount of advertising fees, even after deducting commissions, was still a considerable sum.

The next day, after checking with the bank, she knew what was going on and immediately took a taxi to the police station.

When Steven saw Hu Xiaoxiao come to see him, he knew she wouldn't come without a reason. "We're old acquaintances, so get straight to the point. What brings you here this time?"

Hu Xiaoxiao sat down and said, "One is to invite you to dinner, and the other is to ask you some questions."

"We can talk about this after dinner, let's get down to business first." Steven poured her a cup of tea.

Hu Xiaoxiao was thirsty, so after finishing her cup, she refilled it. "I've made some money and want to send it back to the mainland. How do I do that?"

"Send it back to the mainland?"

Hu Xiaoxiao nodded, "Yes."

Steven was puzzled and asked her, "Who are you going to send it back to? Didn't you say you were an orphan?"

"That's right, she was an orphan, raised by the villagers." The original owner's parents died early, and she grew up eating food from the villagers.

My impression is that the village was very poor, but the people were very kind.

Except for that distant cousin, who is a complete scoundrel.

Since she has money now and can't spend it all right now, she might as well send it back.

Moreover, besides the original owner, her own hometown is also in the mainland, so donating some to them is also a way of donating to her own hometown.