Lu Zhiwei glanced at herself and realized that she had just entered the women's restroom, then looked at her face in the mirror.
She bit her lip in frustration.
Damn it, I forgot I'm a man now.
Shen Jinmo wiped his hands clean with a paper towel and said with a smile, "It's okay, only I saw it, it's harmless."
Lu Zhiwei: "Why do you keep following me like a ghost?"
Shen Jinmo: "The president notified all senior members in the group to hold a meeting. I am the founder of the Mind Art Museum and the initiator of the charity art exhibition. Shouldn't I be here?"
Lu Zhiwei bit her lip, unable to refute.
It must be said that in recent years, Shen Jinmo has no longer focused on expanding the Shen Group's business empire, but instead has put his emphasis on philanthropy.
That makes it much more pleasing to the eye.
The two left the restroom together and returned to the meeting room.
The senior members in the conference room were all present, including even Grandpa Luo, who rarely attends such routine meetings.
Grandpa Luo, who was extremely influential in Country M, seemed to be deliberately embarrassing Lu Zhiwei by sitting at the other end of the oval conference table, on the side with the lowest status.
Seating at these meetings is still based on seniority.
As the president, Lu Zhiwei naturally sat in the head seat.
Logically speaking, Old Master Luo should have sat next to her in the second-highest position.
"The reason I called everyone here for this meeting today is to..." Lu Zhiwei sat down, preparing to begin the meeting.
Grandpa Luo slammed his teacup on the table: "President Lu, please pause your speech for a moment."
With a polite smile on her face, Lu Zhiwei asked Old Master Luo, "May I ask if Old Master Luo has anything to say?"
“I’m old enough to not listen to you ramble on for hours, putting on airs. I’m here today to inform you that the Luo family is withdrawing from the association.”
The old man, leaning on his cane, stood up, his expression arrogant.
"I'm also leaving the association."
"I also……"
At the meeting, high-ranking members who followed the Luo family emerged one after another like mushrooms after rain.
The Luo family and other powerful families had long been in cahoots, and they controlled half of the art association.
Their withdrawal from the association will undoubtedly sideline Lu Zhiwei, the newly appointed president.
Furthermore, after withdrawing from the association, the association will no longer be able to interfere with any of the Luo family's art-related activities, so Lu Zhiwei will have no way to make things difficult for the Luo family.
Lu Zhiwei sat in her seat, looking down and smiling faintly.
Grandpa Luo truly lives up to his reputation as a seasoned veteran in the business world.
Leaning back in his chair, Shen Jinmo stroked his chin, looking at Lu Zhiwei, who was being harassed, with a serious expression.
I was just about to speak up to help her stabilize the situation.
Lu Zhiwei spoke first: "Is there anyone else here who wants to withdraw from the meeting?"
The other senior members present thought she had completely given up. What right did this newly appointed old man, who knew nothing about management and only knew how to paint, have to challenge the Luo family?
Once they've left the association and removed her from power, they can rejoin.
"I'm backing out."
"And me too."
Another batch of people stood up one after another.
Among them were some blind followers who, in order to have a better future and avoid being resented or targeted by the Luo family, all demanded to withdraw from the association.
In the conference room with dozens of people, more than half of them stood up.
Only a handful of people did not request to withdraw from the association.
Among them were Owen, who was tied to Lu Zhiwei with a rope, as well as You Li and Shen Jinmo.
They were all people who actively chose Lu Ming at the election meeting.
Withdrawing from the association now would be a slap in one's own face.
"Okay, those who want to withdraw from the meeting should leave the meeting room and go to the relevant department to complete the withdrawal registration procedures."
Lu Zhiwei released the person in a generous and natural manner, without the slightest panic or regret on her face.
She went to great lengths to become the president, but her main purpose was not to target the Luo family. Instead, she wanted to eliminate the cancer that had controlled the art association for many years.
Grandpa Luo's move was a decisive blow, eliminating these malignant tumors and saving Lu Zhiwei a lot of trouble.
"Hmph, go ahead and leave. Let's see how many more days you old man can sit in this position."
Grandpa Luo, leaning on his cane, led the others out of the conference room one after another.
The large conference room fell silent immediately.
Irving propped his head up with his hand: "Everyone's gone, what's the point of continuing? Let's adjourn the meeting, Chairman Lu."
"Since we're already here, the meeting still needs to be completed. I've reached an agreement with Ms. Lu, the founder of the Artists Alliance."
Over the next six months, the Artists Alliance will have artists from all walks of life online at all times, providing opportunities for artistic exchange for individual or corporate members of the association…
"President Lu, do you mean you're planning to integrate all the talents in the association? To learn from each other and make progress?" Shen Jinmo immediately grasped the key point Lu Zhiwei was trying to make.
"Yes, that's right. For example, all the designers under your TK Jewelry company can visit and learn from the Artists Alliance for free, Owen."
When Irving heard this, his eyes lit up.
"Such a windfall!"
"Since I've said it, I'm sure I can implement it. Don't worry."
"Can I finally meet Rose, the soul painter I admire most? I've always wanted to meet her, but she's been retired for several years." Even the proud and arrogant Yuri seemed very excited at this moment.
Lu Zhiwei smiled at her and said, "Yes, I will be able to see you."
...
The meeting has ended.
Lu Zhiwei and the remaining members came out of the meeting room.
The idea of integrating resources and conducting free art skill exchanges quickly spread among these members.
High-ranking members who are processing their withdrawal from the membership.
Upon hearing this news, I immediately felt a pang of regret.
The Artists Alliance has the world's top artists from all walks of life, so there's bound to be one that suits their needs.
Previously, they had no way to communicate or cooperate with this mysterious organization.
Now, Chairman Lu has presented them with this opportunity.
It's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal.
A few flexible individuals blocked Lu Zhiwei's path: "President Lu, we didn't think it through just now, and we don't want to withdraw from the association anymore. Anyway, we haven't completed the formalities yet, so why don't we just let it go?"
"A promise is a promise. You can't take it back if you act like this. You'll never establish credibility with people or businesses. You should just back out."
Lu Zhiwei smiled and offered them some advice.
"Fine, you old codger, you didn't stop us just so we'd regret it, huh? At your age, you're still trying to outsmart us. You're asking for it."
Enraged, the man swung his briefcase and smashed it at Lu Zhiwei's face.
"careful……"
A tall figure rushed over and pulled her into his arms, his strong back shielding her from the attack.
Nestled in Shen Jinmo's arms, Lu Zhiwei slowly raised her eyes and met his dark, deep gaze.
You can smell a faint pine scent on him, just the right amount of it, and it smells wonderful.
The man who assaulted the other person was immediately pulled away by the bodyguards.
Shen Jinmo slowly released Lu Zhiwei, and asked her in a low, husky voice, "Were you scared?"
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