The Hong Kong Showbiz Heiress [Nineties]

In 1996, Ji Yue swept the major award ceremonies with her film Double Face, earning 60 million at the box office and making cinematic history. She was only nineteen that year. Ji Yue had no idea that years later, her parents' company would change hands. Nor did she know that she would be brutally murdered. Reborn, the first thing Ji Yue did was shelve the original male lead of Double Face, cutting off her enemy's path to fame. Hold back? Lie low? Not a chance! In Hong Kong City's entertainment industry, whoever she promotes becomes a top-tier star! # There is a System, and the male lead has a secret identity. # The setting is entirely the author's own invention. Please don't compare it to real life. # Many elements in this story are made up. If they're here, they make sense. # Everyone has their own tastes. Please don't post warnings based on strong personal preferences. # Please be civil. If you don't like it, don't force yourself to read. ----- Next up: a paranormal story. Feel free to follow along if you're interested. ----- "A Little Paranormal Shock for the Foreign Mediumship Contest [The Nineties]" Author: Qu Yun Si Nan transmigrated to P City in Europe in 1996. There were no smartphones, no livestream comments, and even videotapes had to be rewound to watch again. But there was one thing that was unbelievably popular: the mediumship contest! Underground video halls played it on a loop, betting shops were taking wild wagers, and it topped the newspaper headlines year after year. The contestants were all mysterious and talented, clearly masters among masters! When Si Nan announced that she was entering, everyone on the street was stunned! Who was Si Nan? Her parents had died when she was little, and after the old Daoist who raised her passed away, her aunt, who ran a shop in Chinatown, had brought her over from the East! She didn't speak the language, wasn't very old, and looked sweet and obedient. She didn't seem to have any hidden talents. But at the contest... The other guests struggled to suppress a spirit-possessed object. Si Nan merely glanced at it. It trembled and sealed itself away. Everyone: !!! The other guests were nearly frightened to tears by a creepy, laughing doll. Si Nan said, "You old hag, stop pretending to be young." A strangely dressed little girl revealed her true form on the spot and burst into tears. Everyone: !!! The other guests backed away in fear when a skeleton started moving. Si Nan took one step forward, and all the skeletons backed away. Everyone: !!! The production crew's "luxury villa" looked grand but had actually been abandoned for years. Plaster fell off the walls, pipes rattled, and there was a man only she could see. The man had taken over her favorite sofa. In a lazy voice, he said: "You drew this talisman crooked." "Why don't you stay here? This place suits you." Si Nan stared at him for three seconds, then stuck another talisman on him. The man didn't disappear. He even smiled. "Could you move? I need to put up a warding talisman." "No. This is my house." "...You're already dead." "Don't worry, I'm still alive." Si Nan: ??? "Hold on. Let me figure out whether you're a walking corpse... or a customer-service issue." The man: ... ----- Next up: a period story. Feel free to follow along if you're interested. ----- "The Landlady of Hong Kong City [The Nineties]" Author: Qu Yun Summer 1997, Hong Kong City. When Wen Shuyi returned from collecting rent, she discovered that Grandma had brought home an injured man she'd found. She threw him out. The next morning, Grandma had brought him back again, so Wen Shuyi threw him even farther away. On the third day, when she went out, Grandma had brought him back yet again. Wen Shuyi: ... The man was strikingly handsome and in excellent shape. He'd been picked up wearing a suit, clearly from a wealthy family. His only flaw was that he had amnesia. One of Wen Shuyi's tenants had recently been kidnapped by the Qinghe Gang, and she could use a hired hand to get him back. She named the man she'd picked up A Dao, and everyone called him Brother Dao. It sounded intimidating enough for a rescue mission... Everyone knew you could offend anyone except Wen Shuyi, the landlady of the Old South District. She didn't care about anything else, but if you owed rent, she could track you down even to the ends of the earth. But later... she could ask the Crown Prince of Huagang for a favor and get an extra day or two to pay. The Crown Prince had never had a nickname before. Then he got one: A Dao. Theme: Don't fear the past, and don't dread the future.