At the whole family dinner, there were endless people who curry favor with Tang Wenhou, one cup after another, and it was very warm.

In contrast, Jiang Ce, no one looked at him with his eyes from beginning to end.

Ding Mengyan, who was sitting with him, had a blank face. She wanted to get up and leave many times, but she really had no shame to stay here again.

At this time, Jiang Ce's cell phone rang.

"Sorry, answer the phone."

Jiang Ce walked out of the door and answered the phone. Mu Yangyi's voice came from the other end.

"Boss, the document has been released. You will be the head of the three cities tomorrow and attend the takeover ceremony."

Jiang Ce replied lightly: "You know my personality and I have never liked such red tape. I can take over the head of the general manager, but I will withdraw the ceremony."

"Uh... this is clearly stipulated by the superiors. Boss, it's hard to push."

"Then let you participate for me."

"Is this not appropriate? The boss will not agree."

"If you don't agree, don't let me take over as the person in charge, and follow me and say the original words."

"Boss, don't be angry, I'll just say it."

Jiang Ce hung up the phone and was about to walk back when Ding Fengcheng walked over happily.

"Yo, who did you call?"

"friend."

"You are a coward and have friends?" Ding Fengcheng said: "You are also a soldier. Look at your elder brother-in-law and then look at yourself. Why is the gap so big? Just now, my elder brother-in-law agreed to me and take me to attend tomorrow's new person in charge's takeover ceremony. Look at his strength, and the internal channels directly get the qualification to participate. You? You can only squat at home and wait to see me shake hands with the new person in charge on TV!"

Jiang Ce asked with a smile: "The qualification for participation is not that easy to do, right? If you can't participate, or even Tang Wenhou can't participate, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"Bah!" Ding Fengcheng cursed: "We can't participate. Can you, a waste, participate?"

As the two were talking, Ding Mengyan walked out.

She looked dark, and it was obvious that someone had said something ugly to her just now.

She passed by Jiang Ce and whispered only two words: "Go home."

Ding Fengcheng said sarcastically: "Oh, little sister, don't leave, my second brother hasn't toasted you yet."

Ding Mengyan lowered her head and walked quickly towards her car, and Jiang Ce followed.

After opening the car door and sitting in, Ding Mengyan knocked on the steering wheel hard to vent her anger, then raised her head and let out a long breath.

Repression, grievance, unwillingness, and pain pour out at this moment.

Jiang Ce glanced at her without saying too much. He turned to look out the window with a calm expression.

Ding Mengyan stepped on the accelerator and quickly left this place that made her uncomfortable.

The car drove halfway.

Ding Mengyan said resentfully: "Do you all know how everyone evaluates you?"

“How to evaluate it?”

"Cowardly, humble, and not motivated. Some people even say you are a soft-hearted person."

"oh."

"Oh? Did you react at all when you heard these?"

Jiang Ce turned to look at Ding Mengyan, "What do you want me to react? Angry, sad or fight with them?"

Ding Mengyan bit her lip, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

She actually just wanted to see Jiang Ce working hard.

Jiang Ce continued to look out the window and suddenly asked: "In the past few years of being a soldier, life has been very boring. Do you know how I like to relieve my worries the most?"

Ding Mengyan didn't say anything.

"What I like most is to go to the acrobatic troupe to watch the performance. I don't like watching those difficult movements, but to watch clowns perform."

"Um?"

Ding Mengyan glanced at Jiang Ce in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

Could it be that he regards all the people who mocked him in the family dinner as clowns? The reason why he is not angry is not because Jiang Ce has no temper, but because he is appreciating the other party's "performance"?

For a moment, Ding Mengyan couldn't understand Jiang Ce. This man seemed to have too many mysterious things, but he showed so humble.

Is he a strong or a weak person?

Back home.

Ding Mengyan and Jiang Ce entered the living room and saw Ding Qishan sitting on the sofa holding a pen and writing constantly, scratching his head from time to time and thinking hard.

"Dad, you're back."

"Um."

"What do you say in the city?"

Ding Qishantou said without raising his tribute, "The result is coming out. Tomorrow will be the succession ceremony of the person in charge. I will participate on behalf of the department. If I can establish a relationship with the person in charge, I will definitely make a fortune in the future."

Ding Mengyan walked over and looked at what Ding Qishan wrote, "Dad, what are you writing?"

"Gift."

"Ah? Who are you going to give gifts?"

Ding Qishan said, "Isn't this nonsense? Do you have to go empty-handed to attend the succession ceremony? Don't you prepare something? But I can't figure out the temperament and preferences of the new person in charge. If you give it cheaply, you are afraid of being disliked; if you give it expensive, you are afraid of being irrelevant. Daughter, come and help me with reference."

Ding Mengyan shook her head, "How can I understand this?"

Jiang Ce came over and looked at the gifts written by Ding Qishan on paper. Most of them were relatively precious things, and they were indeed good as gifts. The problem was that Jiang Ce was not interested in these things at all.

He smiled and said, "Dad, I think these gifts are too vulgar."

"Um?"

"You can give these gifts, and others can give them, which cannot highlight your sincerity."

Ding Qishan nodded, "There is some reason, then what do you think should I give?"

"liquor."

“Isn’t the wine more ordinary?”

Jiang Ce said: "You need old wine with the name Yangjun in the Western Region."

"Oh? Is there anything special? This wine is expensive?"

"Not." Jiang Ce explained: "Life in the West is very hard, and every soldier fighting wants to drink a sip of wine. And this kind of Yangjun old wine is both cheap and powerful, and is a favorite wine for soldiers at the bottom."

Ding Qishan frowned, "How can the wine the lower-level soldiers drink to the person in charge? Although he also comes from the Western Region, he can never be a lower-level soldier."

Jiang Ce said: "In the Western Frontier, the general slept with the soldiers with a quilt, ate a bowl of rice, and drank a bowl of old wine. What the soldiers liked to drink must be the general who liked to drink."

Ding Qishan was moved by Jiang Ce.

Indeed, in terms of his understanding of the Western Region, he is definitely not as good as Jiang Ce.

"Well, that's a good idea."

"I'll ask someone to buy Yangjun's old wine now, Jiang Ce, I hope I don't believe you wrongly this time."

Ding Qishan immediately asked someone to buy wine.

At this time, Jiang Ce's cell phone rang again.

"Boss, the boss agreed. As long as you are willing to accept the position of the person in charge, they don't mind who will attend the takeover ceremony."

Jiang Ce said: "Well, let's help me get two qualifications for attendance."

"Ah? No, boss, are you kidding me? You are the person in charge, so you should attend the ceremony. As a result, you can let me attend the ceremony, but you also want me to get you two qualifications. Are you going to be a guest and see me making a fool of me?"

Jiang Ce said coldly: "Do you want to violate my orders?"

Mu Yang was timid for a second, "I dare not, I will do whatever I want."

"By the way, I'll help me cross out two names for the attendance list for this ceremony."

"who?"
Chapter completed!