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Rebirth of the Entertainment Giant

Zhang Xiaohua was a washed-up artist who tragically passed away in a car accident after heroically saving a child’s life. After his death, Zhang Xiaohua’s soul was transmigrated into a parallel universe where the entertainment industry has become sluggish. With a group of small musicians, memories and just his wits about him, he is forced to create something for himself in his new environment, working hard to sustain himself and his mother, while also trying to regain control of his father's company. Follow his journey as he attempts to become a world-class entertainment mogul and conquer the entertainment world by storm. _____________________________________________ *Get the first volume of the book: Google Play-https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=6KtjDwAAQBAJ Amazon - https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07FDK6N1P *Get Volume 2 of the book: Amazon- https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07FZCSXY5 Google Play-https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=87tmDwAAQBAJ Discord: https://discord.gg/TeTKhzp Get Some Merch: https://teespring.com/stores/huaxiang-entertainment _____________________________________________ Book Cover is by Yuumei Art who very kindly gave me permission to use it as my cover. She also has loads of other amazing pieces if you wanna check them out at: https://www.yuumeiart.com Why not try my new books: King Of The Pitch, Angel of Death and King of Film

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Another Gem

After a few glasses of wine, Zhang Xiaohua attempted to calm his emotions, afterall his mother and Liu Yan weren't children. They knew how to take care of themselves.

In this way, Zhang Xiaohua continued to down alcohol. Under the influence of the drink, his mood gradually improved.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's mood getting better, everyone was happy, chatting and joking about. Even the guests outside could hear their laughter.

In the midst of the bantering, suddenly a song came from the outside.

"This voice... sound so similar!" Zhang Xiaohua quickly got up and ran out of the door, and immediately fixed his eyes. He saw a man in a white shirt singing on the opposite side of the stage.

The man was about 27 years old. Holding an acoustic guitar in his arms and sitting on a round stool, he closed his eyes slightly and sang.