Chapter 118 The Nine Scrolls of the Goddess of the Luo River Return to the Mortal World
"You're back?"
"What did Elder Zhu say?"
Gong Jing had just finished taking a shower.
Right now, she's sitting in front of her dressing table, blowing her wet hair.
"The promotion of this policy in the eighteen states still needs to wait."
"This is a matter of great importance. The literary and art association is not a united front, so it is not surprising that there are differences of opinion."
"Of course, it's not targeting Lin Rui."
"This kid is now considered a treasure by many people."
Li Donglai said this as he changed his shoes.
Gong Jing turned off the hair dryer and turned around, lost in thought.
"The outside world believes that the launch of the sea-seizing plan is Li Donglai's way of redeeming himself and re-entering the international market."
"But in reality, you are just a chosen executor."
Gong Jing's gaze deepened.
Li Donglai sat on the sofa in silence for a long time, then shook his head slightly: "There's more bad news than one."
Gong Jing raised her eyebrows slightly, seemingly lost in thought, and said, "Lin Ruijin's second-tier position has also fallen through?"
"right."
"According to what Elder Zhu and Elder Jiang said, taking too big a step is not necessarily a good thing."
"Reaching the level of a third-tier celebrity in such a short time is unprecedented."
Li Donglai's gaze shifted between intensity and subtlety.
He recalled a thought-provoking remark made by Old Zhu before he left.
"Can you help me figure out what Old Zhu meant by that?"
He said that the Li Group's decision to enter the entertainment industry in Xiazhou was excellent, and that they could increase their investment in Xiazhou, especially in real industries, in the near future.
Gong Jing fell into thought.
On the surface, this statement seems perfectly reasonable.
But what kind of person is Master Zhu? Why would he talk to Li Donglai about businessmen pursuing profits without any reason?
Furthermore...
Tonight's topic is closely related to Lin Rui.
Suddenly bringing up business topics also seemed out of place.
In just one minute.
Gong Jing analyzed eight possibilities, and after carefully unraveling the mystery, she looked up.
"Two possibilities."
"First, Elder Zhu wants you to transfer the Li Group to Xiazhou."
"If this possibility holds true, it means that someone has a problem with the Li Group."
"Of course, the possibility is not high."
"But we must also be wary."
Upon hearing this, Li Donglai nodded.
He also had these concerns.
Since the launch of the plan to seize the sea, it has been inevitable that a single move will have far-reaching consequences.
Not everyone is mindful of potential dangers even in times of peace.
The peace and tranquility of the past two decades have made too many people lower their guard and unwilling to take risks.
"And the second point?"
"Next August, that grand event."
Li Donglai's gaze sharpened, and his breathing became rapid: "Isn't the result still pending?"
"As long as the literary and art association is willing to take it on, this matter is a done deal."
Li Donglai suddenly stood up.
He paced back and forth in front of the French windows, his head down.
Combined with the profound hints given by Elder Zhu at the time of parting.
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
It is held every five years.
The World's Pinnacle Art Showdown!
Abbreviation: World Arts Festival.
Sixty years ago, the Huaxia Art Association held a session.
As the host country, we suffered a complete defeat that year, a national humiliation!
Since then, the Huaxia Arts Association has never held a World Arts Conference again.
Each time, they only send a delegation to participate.
For this reason, Li Donglai never considered this possibility carefully.
He developed a fixed mindset from the moment he was born.
It's rare for the World Arts Association to appear on the land where he was born and raised.
"Can this conjecture stand up to scrutiny?"
Li Donglai looked at Gong Jing with admiration.
With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?
"Last year, didn't the Xiazhou Arts Association reveal that next year's Spring Festival Gala would be broadcast live globally?"
"Could this be considered a foreshadowing laid in advance?"
Gong Jing gave her opinion without even thinking.
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