Traveling back to 1966, starting by living in a cowshed.

Chapter 164 Daily Life with My Son

"In addition, we need to establish a regular preparation mechanism for the new TV series."

Lin Zhou changed the subject and continued:

"We can't wait until TVB has finished filming 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' before we scramble to find material and make preparations. Otherwise, we'll just be led by the nose forever."

The production department should establish a dedicated project selection team to regularly screen high-quality novels and scripts, and maintain a reserve of at least three television drama projects of different genres, so as to be prepared for any eventuality and ready to start filming at any time.

"clear!"

The crowd responded in unison, their gazes towards Lin Zhou filled with admiration and trust.

President Lin's vision and strategic thinking are far beyond what they can match. His seemingly casual arrangements are actually well-planned, stabilizing the current situation and laying the foundation for long-term development.

For the next hour or so, Lin Zhou and the senior executives had an in-depth discussion on the adaptation details of "Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", the preparation of new dramas, and the daily operation of the TV station.

The responsible persons and timelines for each task have been identified, and the recent development tasks have been deployed one by one.

The meeting, which lasted for more than two hours, finally came to an end as the sun set.

The senior executives all got up and left, each with a busy yet energetic expression on their face, hurrying to their respective departments to implement the tasks determined at the meeting.

The originally somber atmosphere had long been replaced by a strong fighting spirit. Everyone at Chung Wah Television knew that the next few months would be a tough battle against TVB.

Lin Zhou watched the departing figures of everyone, let out a soft sigh of relief, and raised his hand to rub his temples. Several hours of meetings, coupled with intense thinking, had left him feeling somewhat exhausted.

Since taking over the TV station, everything has been developing in a positive direction. The station's ratings have been rising steadily, and its business development has been very promising. It has long since shaken off its previous predicament.

Now that everything at the TV station is running smoothly, with capable assistants like Wang Wei and Zhou Wenjie managing it, he can finally relax a bit and focus his energy on other things.

With that thought in mind, Lin Zhou turned and left the conference room. He went downstairs, said goodbye to the driver, and then got into the car and left Zhonghua TV Station.

As the car drove through the streets of Hong Kong, the evening breeze blew in through the windows, carrying a touch of coolness and dispelling his fatigue.

More than half an hour later, the car slowly drove into his own villa.

After parking the car, Lin Zhou and the others got out and quickly walked into the villa, where a warm and welcoming atmosphere greeted them.

The living room was dimly lit. His wife, Su Wanqing, was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. When she heard the door open, she looked up and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"You're back? How did the meeting go?"

"Successfully, everything is arranged."

Lin Zhou walked to Su Wanqing's side, lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her forehead, then picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip.

"Where's Dad?"

"Dad is playing with Xiaofeng in the children's room. The little guy is especially energetic today. He didn't take a nap all afternoon and is now pestering his grandpa to play with building blocks with him."

Su Wanqing said with a smile, her eyes full of maternal tenderness.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhou immediately showed a doting smile and walked towards the children's room.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard my son Lin Xiaofeng's innocent laughter and my father Su Guohua's gentle voice coming from inside.

He gently pushed open the door and saw colorful building blocks spread on the living room carpet. His son, Lin Xiaofeng, was sitting on the carpet, and the building blocks he had built were wobbling.

Holding a yellow building block in his hand, he was trying hard to build a tower of blocks, while his father-in-law, Su Guohua, sat beside him, watching him play with great interest.

"Dad!" The son's eyes lit up as soon as he saw Lin Zhou. He threw down the building blocks in his hand, opened his arms and ran towards him, his short legs moving very fast.

Lin Zhou quickly bent down and hugged his son tightly. The little guy was now five or six years old and it was time for him to go to school.

Holding his son made all the weariness in Lin Zhou vanish instantly.

"Xiaofeng, do you miss your dad?"

Lin Zhou pinched his son's chubby little face and asked softly.

"Yes!" The son nodded vigorously, rubbed his little head against Lin Zhou's chest, and said in a spoiled tone, "Daddy, building blocks aren't fun, play with other toys with me."

"Okay, Daddy will play with other toys with you." Lin Zhou readily agreed.

Seeing this, Su Guohua smiled with satisfaction, quietly got up and left the children's room, leaving the space to the father and son.

The rest of the time, Lin Zhou devoted himself to playing with his son, playing with toys and reading picture books with him. The little guy had amazing energy.

One moment he was playing hide-and-seek with Lin Zhou, the next he was being spun around in circles by Lin Zhou, and laughter filled the entire children's room.

Lin Zhou also put aside all her work and worries to focus on spending time with her son and enjoying this rare parent-child time.

Su Wanqing and her father would occasionally come in to check on them. Seeing the father and son having so much fun, warm smiles would appear on their faces.

In the middle of the meal, Lin Zhou and his son came out and had dinner with his father-in-law and wife. After dinner, his son Lin Xiaofeng pulled Lin Zhou back to the children's room to continue playing.

The family was happy and harmonious, which was Lin Zhou's most precious treasure after he transmigrated to this world, and also the driving force behind all his struggles.

Time passed little by little, and before we knew it, it was past nine o'clock at night.

After playing for nearly three hours, Lin Xiaofeng finally exhausted all his energy. His eyelids started to droop, his little head bobbed up and down, and he couldn't even hold onto the toys in his hands anymore.

Looking at his son's tired appearance, Lin Zhou felt a surge of affection. He gently picked him up and softly coaxed, "Son, you're sleepy. How about Daddy carries you to bed?"

Lin Xiaofeng, still half asleep, leaned against Lin Zhou's chest, nodded his little head, and mumbled, "Daddy, tell me a story..."

"Okay, Daddy will tell you a story."

Lin Zhou carried his son into his room, gently placed him on the soft crib, covered him with a blanket, sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a bedtime storybook, and began to tell the story in a gentle, low voice.

Under the soft light, Lin Zhou's voice was gentle and magnetic. Lin Xiaofeng listened quietly with his sleepy eyes open. After a while, he closed his eyes and drifted into a sweet dream. He looked extremely cute when he was asleep.

Lin Zhou looked at his son's sleeping face with tenderness in his eyes. He gently tucked the blanket around his son, placed a light kiss on his little face, and then quietly left the room, closing the door behind him.

Back in the living room, the maid was tidying up the scattered toys. Su Guohua and Su Wanqing were sitting on the sofa watching TV. When they saw Lin Zhou come out, Su Wanqing asked softly:

"Is your son asleep?"

"She's asleep. She's tired from playing and is sleeping soundly."

Lin Zhou nodded, walked to the sofa, sat down, took the warm water handed to him by the maid, and took a sip.

"You must be tired from work today, go and get some rest. I'll just watch TV here, you don't need to keep me company," Su Guohua said.

"It's okay, Dad, I'll sit for a while."

Lin Zhou smiled, chatted with his father-in-law for a few minutes about family matters, and then told Su Wanqing about the situation at the TV station before getting up and returning to his bedroom.

In the bedroom, Lin Zhou, having finished washing up, sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the night view outside the window, and suddenly felt a strange emptiness in his heart.

After a busy day and half a day of playing with his son, now that his son is asleep, he suddenly has nothing to do and is not sleepy at all. For a moment, he doesn't know what to do.

A thought flashed through my mind subconsciously: I wanted to go and take a look inside my personal space.

Moreover, whenever he felt tired or bored, he would go in for a while, watch movies from the future, listen to music, and relax.

Having nothing to do, I figured I could go in and watch a movie to kill some time. So I immediately went to the study, locked the door, and vanished from the study with a thought…

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