bookbashuk Chapter 113 Meditation Class
Chapter 113 Meditation Class
Back in the ward, Long Nier was chatting with Xia Wen and Ye Yingzi about parenting.
To my surprise, it was Long Nier, who had never given birth, who was lecturing, while Ye Yingzi and Xia Wen, who had given birth, were the ones who were earnestly learning from her experience.
"Master Gangren has passed away?"
Xia Wen asked when she saw us return.
"Let's go!" Li Jing nodded, not daring to show any abnormality.
"Sister Wen, this Master Gangren's Zen teachings are very profound. Which temple does he stay at for his practice?" I asked with a smile.
"Master Gangren didn't stay at a private retreat center; he opened a meditation class in the suburbs of Beijing, and it's very popular!" Xia Wen said.
"What's the name of the meditation class? I'd like to go and listen in sometime, exchange ideas, and learn from each other's strengths!" I said.
"Mingxin meditation, meaning to understand one's mind and see one's true nature!" Xia Wen said.
"Mindful Meditation!"
I repeated myself, saying, "I've got it. I'll definitely go and have a chat with Master Gangren when I have time!"
Half an hour later, we said goodbye and left.
"Xiao Feng, I heard that Master Gangren's meditation class is divided into several levels, and it seems that spiritual retreats are also offered!"
After getting into the car after leaving the hospital, Ye Yingzi fastened her seatbelt and said something meaningful.
"Spiritual practice class?"
I was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what it meant.
"Yes, it's that kind of spiritual retreat!" Ye Yingzi nodded.
"Kobayashi, Taoism has a dual cultivation technique, right? You could offer courses on that!"
Ye Yingzi nudged Lin Pangzi and teased him.
"Sister Ying, I'm not that kind of person!" Fatty Lin chuckled in response.
Devotional courses emerged after 2000.
Anyone with a brain knows what's inside.
In recent years, various meditation, spiritual practice, and qigong classes have sprung up everywhere, but most of them are just a sham.
However, these kinds of classes are unaffordable for ordinary people; they only scam money from the middle class and above.
It can't be called fraud; it's a case of one party willing to give and the other willing to receive.
Furthermore, there is another phenomenon: the more educated a person is, the more extravagant their hobbies and the more addicted they become to this.
Those small business owners with a bit of money, on the contrary, are not addicted; they only see these spiritual retreats as brothels.
After I got home, I took out my phone and called Uncle Liu to explain the situation.
"Wait for my news!"
After hearing this, Master Liu uttered four words and hung up the phone.
This wait lasted for three days.
Over the past three days, we've communicated with Uncle Liu several times, and each time he's said he's investigating.
That morning, Aunt Xiao called us and said she would take us to a banquet hosted by Huayi.
The dinner was related to a big-budget film produced by Huayi Brothers.
Aunt Xiao wanted to take this opportunity to let us meet more people, build more connections, and expand our business scope.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Aunt Xiao took us to the Beijing Grand Hotel.
On the way, Aunt Xiao told us about Huayi's situation over the past year or so.
Huayi has been having a tough time lately, mainly because their star agent, Sister Hua, left. Not only did she leave, but she also took many of Huayi's artists with her, almost emptying the company's coffers.
In addition, there are policies prohibiting foreign investment in film and television businesses, so Huayi spent a lot of money to buy back its shares, which put its funds under severe strain.
This dinner was essentially a small-scale business conference, with people from all walks of life in attendance.
Upon arriving at the hotel, as expected, Aunt Xiao became the center of attention, while those of lower status didn't even have the right to be near the front.
Aunt Xiao loved being the center of attention.
She was the center of attention, and unsurprisingly, my brother and I also became the focus of attention.
Taking this opportunity, Aunt Xiao, holding a wine glass, led the three of us around to meet people.
We recognized all the celebrities who are still with Huayi Brothers.
There was only one thing that displeased Aunt Xiao: the two CEOs of Huayi had not yet shown up.
Not only were the two CEOs, Li Yiyi and Qian Xiaogang, their top actress and director, absent.
My brother and I watched as Aunt Xiao's face changed from bright and cheerful to gloomy and somber.
"Sister Yu..."
Seeing this, Long Nier wanted to offer some advice, but just then, the banquet hall doors were pushed open, and the two CEOs, along with Li Yiyi and Qian Xiaogang, arrived.
To my surprise, besides these people, I also met someone I was somewhat acquainted with.
I say we're only half acquainted because I've met his wife and son, but not him.
This semi-acquaintance was none other than my relative, Jack Fengfeng.
He not only came, but he also took the center position.
The two Wangs led the way, with director Qian Xiaogang smiling obsequiously, and Li Yiyi affectionately linking her arm with his, as if she wanted to lean half her body against him.
After entering, Mr. Wang raised his glass and began a five-minute speech.
The speech was roughly about looking back on the past and looking forward to the future. To put it bluntly, it was about giving the artists under the company confidence and letting them believe that the company had overcome the crisis.
To this end, he announced two pieces of news: first, Jack Fengfeng will soon invest in Huayi Brothers; second, the company will invest in at least one blockbuster film every year for the next five years.
To bolster the confidence of its artists, CEO Wang specifically pointed out that Yahoo invested one billion US dollars in Jack Feng's company last year, and the money arrived this year. With CEO Feng's support, the company's funding is no longer an issue.
After the speech, everyone applauded, and there were all sorts of comments. Some said that Huayi would no longer be short of money and would rise to prominence, while others said that Jack Feng was awesome.
It was only then that I understood why Li Yiyi had come in arm in arm with Jack Feng.
It's not Jack Feng who's awesome, it's his money.
The banquet was a buffet style, and after Mr. Wang's speech, the banquet quickly moved on to the next stage.
Not long after, Boss Wang came over to toast Aunt Xiao.
After a few kind words, Aunt Xiao's face regained its smile.
Seeing Aunt Xiao's naive and clueless appearance, I shook my head inwardly. If it weren't for Third Master, she would have been completely taken advantage of long ago.
Jack Feng also toasted Aunt Xiao with a glass of wine, and said "Beautiful" afterward.
At this point, they should have gone to pay their respects to the next person, but Jack Feng looked at me and said, "Master Feng, I must thank you for giving my son acupuncture last time. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have recovered so quickly!"
"Healing the sick and saving lives is my duty!"
I never expected him to say that, and I was a little stunned, not understanding what he was thinking.
Is this a gesture of goodwill towards me, or does it have another purpose?
Normally, he would have been exposed by me for using his son to expedite things, and he should have pretended not to know me since we've never met before. But he took the initiative to point out that I saved his son. What was he planning to do?
"Master Feng is too modest!"
Jack Feng clinked glasses with me and said, "Master Feng's acupuncture is superb; I'll definitely pay him a visit sometime!"
"OK!"
I nodded without saying anything more.
"Mr. Feng, my son Xiao Feng's acupuncture skills are unparalleled. He cured my son and Third Master's son!" Aunt Xiao said with a loud laugh upon hearing this.
She did this as if she was afraid others wouldn't know that she, the mistress, had given birth to a son for the Third Master.
Doing this is mindless, but it's also very much like Auntie Xiao's actions; it's something she would do.