I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week
Chapter 2615 - 2616: Zhonghai’s Huaqing Lake, Longhu Upper Palace

Chapter 2615: Chapter 2616: Zhonghai’s Huaqing Lake, Longhu Upper Palace

"The most specific thing is that I hope you guys can go to Shangqing Palace for a livestream."

Zhou Jin said with a smile, "With your fanbase and influence online, I believe the effect will be unprecedentedly good."

"Go to Shangqing Palace for a livestream?"

Chen Rongrong looked at Zhou Jin, "Daoist Zhou is from Zhengyi Temple, yet you’re asking us to do a livestream at Shangqing Palace. I don’t quite understand your intention."

It’s not just Chen Rongrong who doesn’t understand Zhou Jin’s intention, but also Liu Peng.

"Senior brother, if Miss Chen and her team really go, it would be equivalent to promoting Shangqing Palace."

Zhou Jin laughed, with a sense of being the only one sober among the drunken.

"How could I do such a thing?" Zhou Jin said:

"Shoot some negative news, then expose it. This way, the purpose is achieved."

"Negative news." Chen Rongrong muttered, her eyes deep in thought, then continued:

"Daoist Zhou, I truly can’t figure out what negative news there would be for me to broadcast. Everything is pretty obvious."

"You can have them showcase some Daoist martial arts, then they’ll be exposed."

"That’s unlikely," Chen Rongrong said:

"Everyone knows so-called martial arts are fake. Even if I have them demonstrate, they’d say everyone should believe in science, and the audience would buy it, so it doesn’t count as negative news."

"I’ve thought about that too," Zhou Jin said:

"That’s why I’ve beforehand bribed someone from Shangqing Palace. You can bring your people to interview him first, and he’ll tell you that Shangqing Palace has real martial arts. Afterwards, interview others; if they can’t demonstrate, it’ll prove they’re deceiving. Understand my meaning?"

Chen Rongrong nodded, "I get it now. If someone cooperates, the effect will be much better."

"That’s about the gist of my plan; as for the details, Miss Chen will have to arrange them yourself."

"No problem," Chen Rongrong said:

"If I remember correctly, the day after tomorrow should be the local temple festival, and it will attract more visitors. Doing it then will have a better effect."

"If you wait until the day after tomorrow, it’ll be too late," Zhou Jin said:

"You need to start tomorrow. Throw some dirt on them, so by the festival day, a large batch of tourists will come to Zhengyi Temple. That’s the final effect I want."

"No problem, leave it to us."

Saying this, Chen Rongrong took out a contract from her bag and pushed it in front of Zhou Jin.

"Daoist Zhou, here’s the contract. If there’s no issue, sign it, and then wire the advance payment."

"Alright!"

...

Approaching the temple festival, people at Shangqing Palace are very busy.

Utilizing the money from incense donations over these recent days, many places have been renovated.

At the very least from the surface, there are no blind spots anymore.

Handling a temple festival isn’t too much of an issue.

As always, Lin Yi arrived at the back mountain for meditation before dawn.

With closed eyes, surrounded by fresh and moist air, it feels like he’s in another world.

It’s as if being enveloped by some mysterious force.

Reaching a state of euphoria.

For Lin Yi, such a state is thoroughly enjoyable.

When Lin Yi opened his eyes, it was already past eight in the morning.

He had been sitting for nearly four hours, but it didn’t feel long.

Many of the old Daoist priests at Shangqing Palace can manage the same.

"Why are you here again?"

Opening his eyes, Lin Yi intended to gaze at the scenery afar but instead saw Zhang Youfu’s old face.

And the butterfly resting on his hand flew away accordingly.

"Wanted to discuss something with you, so I came looking," said Zhang Youfu:

"But seeing you meditate, I didn’t disturb."

"What do you want to discuss? Don’t tell me it’s about farming again?" Lin Yi said:

"I even know postnatal care for sows, don’t bother me with novice stuff."

"It’s not about farming," said Zhang Youfu:

"Tomorrow is the annual temple festival, which is crucial for Shangqing Palace, and there can be no mishaps."

"I know that. Everyone below has been busy without rest these days."

"I’ve seen that, indeed they’ve worked hard."

"So, what do you want to say?"

"From what I understand, Zhengyi Temple has some things that we also have. In comparison, we’re not lacking much," said Zhang Youfu:

"In today’s popular terms, Shangqing Palace is lacking core competition."

"Impressive, using internet jargon," Lin Yi gave a thumbs up, "So what quirky idea have you come up with?"

"Based on big data analysis, young women have a far greater attraction than men."

Zhang Youfu stroked his beard, speaking earnestly:

"To enhance Shangqing Palace’s core competition, I’m planning to sponsor Zhuang Xiaoyun with a batch of Balenciaga to crush Zhengyi Temple."

"Are you trying to crush Zhengyi Temple or please yourself?"

"Don’t say that, young brother. Cultivation requires one to clear the senses. You haven’t reached my level, so you won’t understand my intention."

"Uh... what intention?"

"The heavenly secret cannot be revealed."

Lin Yi: ...

"Why don’t we turn Shangqing Palace into a bathing center?" Lin Yi suggested:

"South has Zhonghai’s Huaqing Lake, west has Longhu Shangqing Palace. I’ll fund the transformation, and you’ll get dividends at year’s end. You just have to make a decision against our ancestors."

"That’s a good idea to consider," said Zhang Youfu with a serious expression and walked away, seemingly tempted by the idea of turning Shangqing Palace into a bathing center.

Watching Zhang Youfu’s back, Lin Yi looked at his own hands.

All this time, how come he can’t be like Zhang Youfu?

After heading back, Lin Yi grabbed a bite and went to the Blessed Land Gate to ponder life.

The back mountain and Blessed Land Gate are his frequent hangouts.

Though most of the time, there’s nothing to do but silently observe.

Meditate, gaze, reflect.

See heaven, recognize earth, know oneself.

Just like that.

At that moment, Lin Yi noticed a GL8 parked at the Blessed Land Gate’s lot.

From it descended six people, carrying various equipment, dallying at the entrance.

Lin Yi once used to be a streamer and recognized them at a glance as livestreamers.

But he didn’t care much, having publicized so well before, having outdoor streamers check-in seemed normal.

Just a bit puzzled why they came today instead of tomorrow when the festival would attract most people.

Meanwhile, Chen Rongrong, along with her team, had already got their equipment ready and confidently spoke to the camera:

"Dear brothers and sisters, we have now arrived at the famous Longhu Mountain Shangqing Palace. Now, I will take you to see the beautiful scenery inside."