At least the unyielding spirit depicted in this poem is something they couldn't write.
If their stance didn't forbid it, they would also follow the example of those who appreciate calligraphy and painting, liking and following their posts.
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Lin Rui actually bought this poem in the daily specials section that morning for 1,000 reputation points.
It is both high-quality and inexpensive.
It just so happens that it comes in handy, and Lin Rui couldn't help but wonder if the system had deliberately placed it on the shelf.
After all, the special offer section refreshes every morning at six o'clock, and nobody knows what the next batch of special offer items will be.
"Clinging firmly to the green hills, its roots firmly planted in the broken rocks."
Between Huazhou and Xiazhou, there is a place that intersects, which is not large in area, but it is not small either.
This is the political center of Washington and Xia, and also a world-renowned ancient capital with a history of over a thousand years.
At that moment, a man with a strong voice spread out a sheet of Xuan paper and wrote the first half of the poem.
"Comparing yourself to a green bamboo that grows tenaciously in broken rocks?"
"This kid is a tough character."
"It is not difficult to see from the writing that this young man has a resolute character and an overbearing aura."
Not far away, a beautiful woman curled up on a sofa smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that being too rigid will lead to breaking?"
"Afraid?"
"A youth without arrogance is a wasted youth; as long as one acts uprightly, sits straight, and has a clear conscience, the bamboo will not break!"
“If the world does not agree, then tell them that what I, Li Donglai, say is the truth.”
Li Donglai!
The undisputed richest man in both Hua and Xia states!
At this moment, Li Donglai boldly picked up his brush and wrote fourteen more characters on the Xuan paper.
"Though battered and bruised a thousand times, it remains firm and strong, letting the winds from east, west, north, and south blow as they may."
"Exhilarating!"
"The bamboo stands tall and resilient, unyielding to the current. Let the wind and rain batter it, let the frost and snow freeze it, it stands proudly and awake!"
"The single word 'Ren' (任) encapsulates all the injustices of the world!"
"The single character 'Ren' (任) washes away all pretense, revealing an unyielding spirit leaping from the page!"
Li Donglai grabbed a pot of sake, tilted his head back, and drank it down.
"Drink less."
The beautiful woman rolled her eyes at Li Donglai.
She was Gong Jing, Li Donglai's wife and Li Mubai's mother.
Time has left no trace on her face; she remains dignified and charming, like a sophisticated older sister next door.
However, beneath her seemingly languid gaze, a remarkable wisdom would occasionally flash.
"master."
An elderly man who looked like a butler walked slowly over, carrying a file folder in his hand: "This was delivered by Xiao Chen."
Li Donglai put down the wine pot, glanced at his watch, and frowned slightly: "Sixty-three minutes."
"Xiao Chen asked me to apologize to the master on his behalf and to promise that this was the first and last time."
The old man spoke calmly, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Li Donglai said no more. As the recognized richest man in both Hua and Xia states, he naturally had no shortage of talented people under his command.
Previously, he had ordered his intelligence department to find out the ins and outs of the Weibo outcry within an hour.
The intelligence department was three minutes late.
The old man knew Li Donglai's character well and did not plead for the intelligence department, even though the "Little Chen" he mentioned was his own grandson.
As Li Donglai flipped through the intelligence in his hand, his face grew increasingly grim.
"Let me guess, the cause of this matter should be related to Zhu Yan of Huazhou Academy of Arts."
“But they probably don’t have that much power. I think there’s a behind-the-scenes manipulator.”
Gong Jing stretched and sat up with a slight smile.
"Yes." Li Donglai asked with interest, "Can you guess who it is?"
"This teacher, Mu Bai, has taken away a lot of people's interests."
“The Washington State literary circle has all come out into the open, so we can rule that out.”
"Gao Jianbo of Haitian Entertainment started his career through unorthodox means, has a strong sense of江湖 (jianghu, the world of martial arts and chivalry), and is ruthless."
"On the surface, he seems the most likely, but in reality, he is the least likely. A guy who likes to take action will never beat around the bush."
"Xie Longyue of Rolling Entertainment is known as the Black Rose of the entertainment industry. She is good at making friends with the powerful and influential and has many social butterflies who are adept at currying favor with everyone."
"She's the kind of person who knows how to be pragmatic and knows her limits. As long as she doesn't cross the line, she would never dare to go too far."
"So, it's not her either."
"As for Yang Yi of Tianyi Entertainment, he was a playboy who did not take his job seriously when he was young."
"Since inheriting Tianyi Entertainment, it has started slowly but has grown rapidly, turning an insignificant small company into one that shares the market with Gao Jianbo and Xie Longyue."
"This person is extremely cunning and acts in a strange way; this seems like something he would do."
"But he has a flaw: he's not efficient enough and likes to slack off."
"This Weibo outcry has progressed too quickly, which is not in line with Yang Yi's style of handling things."
"So, it's not him either."
Gong Jing spoke slowly and deliberately, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.
"So, excluding the literary and entertainment circles, and having a conflict of interest with the floating world, there is only one party left who has the ability to accomplish this."
Gong Jing raised her head and met Li Donglai's eyes: "Huazhou, Lin family."
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