An elderly man in a long robe with a hunched back and gray hair stood up and greeted everyone with a smile.
After a long silence, the entire audience erupted in enthusiastic applause.
Even the unconvinced Old Master Luo and Luo Xiu had to applaud this highly respected senior.
They can question everyone present, but no one can question Mr. Lu Ming's outstanding achievements in the art world and his remarkable contributions to the art community over the years.
Luo Xiu, who was still resentful, suddenly felt relieved.
Losing to Mr. Lu Ming is not a disgrace.
Outsiders would only think he was humble and filial, willing to hand over the position of chairman.
"Let us congratulate Mr. Lu Ming on becoming the new global leader of the Fine Arts Association, the president of the association, and in charge of all matters related to fine arts..." the host solemnly announced.
Luo Wuyan, sitting in the audience, stood up excitedly and applauded enthusiastically.
Because she also gave her vote to Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's election was what he truly wanted.
The newly selected president is now ready to give a speech.
Before going on stage, he looked at Shen Jingmo with some confusion: "President Shen also voted for this Mr. Lu, while Miss Lu only received a few votes. Aren't you afraid that Miss Lu will be angry?"
Shen Jinmo turned to look at Lu Zhiwei, who had stood up in the third row, and replied to the governor with a smile, "No, that won't happen."
Because he knew that Lu Zhiwei had achieved her wish.
Lu Zhiwei took Grayson's hand and stood up from her seat, a smile on her face.
"The position of president belongs to someone else, and you can still laugh?" Grayson poked Lu Zhiwei's forehead with his finger.
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