By November, Shanghai had taken on the weight of late autumn. The industry summit's main venue was the Pudong Shangri-La—ballroom gilded for a thousand guests, the giant LED on stage running Shengyao Group's brand film, blue and white light flowing through the air. Lu Zhi stood in a backstage dressing room, adjusting her collar in the mirror. She wore a navy gown, clean lines, shoulders sharp. Her hair was slightly longer than before—a new cut from last month. "Boss," Chen Zhou's head appeare...