Chapter 860: Fulfilling Your Wish

The entertainment industry is a marketplace of fame and profit; so-called art awards are merely stages manufactured by mutual compromises and public relations to divide the spoils.

It’s not that there are no award ceremonies truly focused on artistic merit, but any ceremony that endures over time cannot be dominated purely by art—everyone has to eat.

Zhou Yi has always believed this.

The Grammys are like this, and so are the Oscars.

Many people like to use Leonardo DiCaprio as

Li Shi didn’t know this; watching the crowd gathering and whispering about Li Ronghua, she sneered.

Or perhaps he should have worried about her sudden change, but he couldn’t suppress the excitement in his heart—she truly was willing to accept him Zhudong , and it made him incredibly happy.

Now, he had temporarily seized the power of the Star Dragon and could absorb and devour the power of the defeated Death God Thirteen.

At this moment, Li Qiuyi also calmed down. Hearing Li Ronghua’s words and seeing the old madam’s mood soften, she instantly regretted every word she’d spoken, wishing she could crawl into a hole to disappear. When the old madam asked her a question, she couldn’t utter a single reply.

This was also one reason why the Zhao family treated Meng Yan with kindness—Meng Yan’s future was undoubtedly brilliant.

Xingyue used the Star Dragon’s dragon eye and also activated her own Qi-Spirit energy waves to detect the surroundings.

Xia Chenxuan carried An Yirou’s suitcase up to the second-floor room; Grandma had specially prepared two rooms to welcome them.

“This matter… there’s nothing to negotiate, nothing to respond to… we don’t need to devise a plan—someone will naturally block the president’s nomination of the Supreme Court justice. Believe me…” Jiang Sinan smiled confidently.

After saying this, he didn’t wait for the old madam or Li Shi to speak, didn’t give Li Ronghua a chance to reply, and simply turned and walked out, as if something were chasing him.

Sensing this, he dared not slacken for a moment; immediately, he activated the ninth-level Taiji True Qi incantation, slowly guiding the True Qi to circulate according to the ninth-level Taiji True Qi method.

The new inn would open in two days and was short on staff. Ma Chun’s reply had been clear and articulate—he must have good speaking skills. With both qualities combined, Lin Dong naturally wouldn’t refuse and immediately agreed.

After searching again carefully, Wu Yong confirmed there was no first-prize ticket inside; his face turned deathly pale, he swallowed hard, mentally replaying every detail of where he’d placed the first-prize ticket, and found no mistake on his part.

Some units even fought over the Japanese heads, nearly drawing knives and guns; had the elite guard not arrived from behind and shouted them to stop, these madmen might already have been spilling blood.

The grain shop had no powerful backing, so as soon as the “movement” ended, the family reclaimed their land using their land deeds and the policy enforcement.

So when this distant relative left, to express gratitude, he used his cooperative connections to provide the Xu family with plenty of cooked meats, canned goods, and pastries, and even left half a case of the distillery’s finest liquor.

Fortunately, Ren Qingsong was old and shrewd; upon learning Liu Chuanxiang’s purpose and seeing the banknote worth ten thousand taels of silver, he feared that if he refused, Liu would turn to someone else, so he agreed for now.

In his warrior perception, he clearly sensed something hovering over this ancient forest.

“I came to your office to discuss business; Qiqi was just dragged along as company,” Su Fei explained.

Even the usually composed Chi Xi felt a bit confused, but she understood the simple truth: if you don’t understand, look at the data.

“You’re wrong,” Shen Chuzhe said seriously, as if ready to debate Su Manqing.