After the meeting ended, the two decisions were quickly put into effect.
First, the renowned elderly artist Dong Qing arrived at the Provincial Guesthouse, accompanied by her granddaughter and Yao Caizhi, chairman of the provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Xiang Chang'an, head of the Inspection Team, received her warmly.
The old lady was over seventy, with a full head of white hair, but her complexion was rosy and her spirits vigorous. There was no trace of a stoop in her posture; standing or sitting, she resembled an evergreen tree. According to Elder Dong herself, this was the benefit of practicing the Secret Eight-Section Brocade for years.
Sitting beside them, Zhou Yi listened to her explain her approach to staying healthy, and his interest stirred. He wondered how this Secret Eight-Section Brocade differed from the ordinary Eight-Section Brocade. If practicing it meant he would not even need to drink goji berry tea, it sounded pretty impressive!
Old Xiang was clearly tempted, too. With retirement approaching, this would be perfect for keeping fit and healthy in his spare time. But then he remembered that it was a secret tradition, so she probably could not share it with outsiders.
"If Team Leader Xiang and Secretary Zhou are interested, I can have Chun Ni'er send you the video later," the old lady said with a smile.
Everyone understood that accepting someone's hospitality or gifts left you beholden to them.
So both Xiang Chang'an and Zhou Yi politely declined. Until Dong Qing explained why she had come, it was necessary to remain cautious.
Old Xiang's gaze swept over Dong Qing's granddaughter. He had not expected such a graceful, lovely young woman to have a down-to-earth name like Chun Ni. Perhaps it was a childhood nickname.
She really was beautiful, especially with that refined