[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hong-kong-1984":3,"chapter-hong-kong-1984-hong-kong-1984-building-a-cultural-empire-chapter-79":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Hong Kong 1984",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2224063,4066,"Chapter 79: Finalized Project","hong-kong-1984-building-a-cultural-empire-chapter-79",79,"\u003Cp>At three in the morning, the lights on the top floor office of the Wing Shing Building were still on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei sat at his desk, his pen sliding rapidly across the paper, the ink bleeding into neat rows of characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Titanic\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped writing, gently rubbed his temples, and let his gaze fall on the first page of the script—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"April 10, 1912, Southampton Port, the Titanic is about to set sail...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the window, the neon lights of Xiangjiang continued to flicker, while his thoughts had already drifted to that legendary giant ship from a century ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At six in the morning, Xiang Fei finally put down his pen and bound the thick stack of script pages into a volume.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazed at the rising sun, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time, Wing Shing will shock the entire world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At ten in the morning, Xiang Fei picked up the phone and dialed the dedicated lines for Xiang Xiang Huaqiang, Xiang Sheng, and Lady Xiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uncle, Uncle Sheng, Auntie, come to my office immediately; there is an important matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later, the three gathered in Xiang Fei's office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Huaqiang frowned: \"What matter is so urgent?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Sheng yawned: \"Ah Fei, I was at a social engagement until two last night; you better have good news.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Xiang, however, keenly noticed the thick booklet on Xiang Fei's desk: \"A new script?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei nodded and pushed the script toward the three of them: \"'Titanic,' just finished writing it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Huaqiang raised an eyebrow: \"So fast? Did you write it overnight?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm.\" Xiang Fei's tone was calm, \"Take a look first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence fell over the office, broken only by the rustling sound of turning pages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Sheng's originally indifferent expression gradually froze, his eyes becoming increasingly focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Xiang, halfway through reading, suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes turning slightly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Huaqiang read slower and slower, his fingers gripping the edges of the pages tightly until his knuckles turned white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty minutes later, Xiang Sheng was the first to look up, his voice trembling slightly: \"Ah Fei, this script... are you sure you wrote it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei smiled: \"Genuine, without a doubt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Xiang took a deep breath, her voice soft: \"The love between Rose and Jack... it is too moving.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Huaqiang closed the script, his gaze burning as he stared at Xiang Fei: \"Do you know how much money this will cost? We are launching three films simultaneously, and now you start another project.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei was prepared; he took out a budget sheet: \"Preliminary estimates place the production cost at at least 200 million Hong Kong dollars.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"200 million?!\" Xiang Sheng jumped to his feet, \"Have you gone mad? Wing Shing is filming three movies at once; where would we get that much money?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei said calmly: \"We can seek financing, or even mortgage some assets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Huaqiang's brows were tightly locked: \"Ah Fei, this is no small sum; what if the box office fails...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It will not fail.\" Xiang Fei spoke with decisive certainty, \"This will be Wing Shing's trump card for breaking into the international market.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up, walked to the window, and turned his back to the three: \"What I want is not just the Xiangjiang market, but the global box office.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Xiang gently stroked the script and whispered: \"The life-and-death parting during the sinking... I cried as I read it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked up at Xiang Fei: \"Ah Fei, since when have you become so knowledgeable about love stories?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei smiled faintly: \"The core of a story is always human nature; love is merely the vessel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Sheng rubbed his face and sat back down: \"You kid... you always manage to come up with something terrifying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Huaqiang remained silent for a long while, then suddenly slammed the table: \"Good! We will film this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Sheng widened his eyes: \"Brother! That's 200 million!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Huaqiang's gaze was firm: \"If Wing Shing wants to become an international giant, we must dare to bet big.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Xiang Fei: \"But there is one condition—we must hire a top-tier Hollywood special effects team to ensure the sinking scene shocks the world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Sheng scratched his head: \"Who will play the leads?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei already had a plan: \"For the male lead, Jack, I intend to cast Qian Qian Xiaohao; he is a new actor, but he has spirit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And the female lead, Rose?\" Lady Xiang asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cai Cai Shaofen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei added: \"Supporting roles can use Xiangjiang actors; for instance, Cheng Long could play the treasure-hunting partner of the elderly Rose.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Xiang flipped through the script: \"With filming on such a large scale, how will we solve the location issue?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Rosarito studio in Mexico; they have a massive water tank suitable for filming the sinking scenes,\" Xiang Fei replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Sheng clicked his tongue in amazement: \"You kid... you even investigated this thoroughly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei smiled: \"If we are going to do it, we must do it best.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Huaqiang suddenly asked: \"Ah Fei, tell me honestly, why do you suddenly want to film this kind of epic love story?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The office fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei gazed out the window and said softly: \"Because movies should not consist only of fighting and killing... they should also have romance that people remember.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to face the three: \"I want the whole world to remember that Wing Shing can not only make commercial films but also produce classics that endure for a hundred years.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Huaqiang took a deep breath, stood up, and declared: \"Good! Wing Shing officially launches the 'Titanic' project!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Sheng shook his head with a bitter smile: \"Mad, everyone has gone mad... but I like it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Xiang wiped the corners of her eyes: \"I will go contact international distribution channels immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei looked at the three elders and said solemnly: \"Thank you for your trust.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, when Xiang Fei returned home, Zhou Zhou Huimin was in the kitchen making soup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're back? The soup will be ready soon,\" she said, turning around with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei walked up behind her, gently wrapped his arms around her waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said: \"Vivian, I did something big today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wrote a script called *Titanic*.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhou Huimin turned off the stove, spun around to face him, and asked, \"A romance film?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Fei nodded, pulled her over to the sofa, and briefly recounted the story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he described Jack sinking into the icy sea, Zhou Zhou Huimin was already weeping uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So cruel... yet so beautiful,\" she choked out.\u003C\u002Fp>",1138,"2026-06-17T20:39:14.290Z",1,"Qwen3.5 397B","ee1e9d7623aad5279faab71329dbba047817e10b1c06dd87f735d5283e3ea4bc","hong-kong-1984-building-a-cultural-empire-chapter-80","hong-kong-1984-building-a-cultural-empire-chapter-78",152,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhong-kong-1984-cover.jpg"]