Vinod took out his phone and started making calls.
As a member of the International Olympic Committee, he'd dealt with diplomats from various countries at international sporting events. Naturally, he had even closer ties with Star-Spangled Country's diplomatic corps.
He planned to call first and sound things out, then visit Qinglin Company and try courtesy before force.
He'd apply pressure first. If he could force Qinglin Company to give him the agency rights, there'd be no need to involve the diplomatic corps, and he wouldn't owe anyone a favor.
That was the best possible outcome.
If that didn't work, he'd have no choice but to call in a favor. And when that time came, he didn't believe Star-Spangled Country's diplomatic pressure would be any weaker than Germany's or England's.
Vinod soon got through and said warmly, "Mr. Fair, are you free tonight? I'd like to invite you to dinner."
After hanging up, Vinod smiled broadly.
That night, he hosted Mr. Fair. The next day, he booked a flight and headed for the eastern country.
Qinglin Manor.
After taking care of his daily tasks in the game, Qin Lin had nothing to show for the day. He picked up his phone and started browsing news videos.
Over the past few days, the buzz around Li Kai, Wu Kai, and Qinglin Manor's videos had finally died down. Wu Kai, the foremost painter, had nonetheless been thrust into the spotlight.
He hadn't wanted to promote himself so heavily, but the attention had been too intense to escape.
Only now did everyone realize that the painter Leng Jun, whom they'd thought was incredibly popular online, wasn't the best of the best after all. There was an even more formidable artist.
And the paintings by Master Wu Kai, with their artistic conception and uncanny