With the Wang family's factory director severely punished by the government, the turmoil that had ravaged the capital's sugar industry finally subsided, like a calm sea after a violent hurricane. The story of Jiang Xiaocai and Wang Yi's heroic efforts to uncover the Wang family's conspiracy spread like wildfire, quickly spreading through the capital's streets and alleys, becoming a hot topic of conversation. To celebrate this hard-earned victory, the prime minister's residence was decorated with lanterns and a grand banquet was held, inviting friends and family to witness this moment of glory and joy.
The celebratory banquet was meticulously arranged in the dreamlike back garden of the Prime Minister's residence. Within the garden, the lotus pond resembled a giant mirror, reflecting the starry sky and the beautiful scenery beyond. Tables and chairs were neatly arranged around the pond, and lanterns hung high, casting a soft, warm glow, adorning the entire garden with a festive atmosphere, resembling a fairyland. Jiang Xiaocai, clad in a brand new brocade robe, its fine texture gleaming delicately under the light, its intricate cloud patterns embroidered upon it, a testament to the prime minister's noble character. He stood at the entrance, his face beaming with pride, warmly greeting every guest who came to offer his congratulations.
"Xiaocai, you really stole the show this time! You're so glorious!" An elder walked up to him with a smile on his face, patted him on the shoulder affectionately, his eyes full of praise. "You're so young, yet you have such extraordinary courage and bravery. You're truly a worthy descendant of the Prime Minister's Mansion!"
Jiang Xiaocai hurriedly bowed humbly, his attitude respectful and sincere: "It was all thanks to everyone's concerted efforts. I really don't want to take all the credit. Without the support of all the elders and relatives and friends along the way, I wouldn't be able to achieve what I have today."
As he spoke, Wang Yi approached with steady steps. He had now returned to his given name, Wang Chengyi, and wore a moon-white gown that fluttered gently in the breeze, accentuating his graceful demeanor and elegant demeanor. Elegant bamboo leaves embroidered on the collar and cuffs added a touch of elegance.
"Cousin, you're finally here!" Jiang Xiaocai's eyes lit up and he hurried forward, his eyes full of anticipation. "Everyone's been waiting for you, just looking forward to your arrival and the feast!"
Wang Chengyi smiled and shook his head gently, his eyes full of doting: "You, you are still so impatient, you haven't changed at all."
As they were talking, Young Marquis Su came rushing over, carrying his iconic toy sword, and shouted, "What are you two doing standing there? Hurry up and go in! Your grandparents are waiting for you inside!"
Everyone entered the banquet hall together. Jiang Xiaocai immediately spotted Su Jinli and Jiang Yan, seated at the head table. Su Jinli wore a bright yet dignified dark red brocade robe, embroidered with delicate peony patterns, symbolizing prosperity and good fortune. She was energetic, her eyes filled with kindness and satisfaction, and she exuded a graceful and elegant demeanor. Jiang Yan stroked his beard, smiling as he gazed at the younger generations who had arrived with a look of satisfaction, his eyes filled with hope for the family's prosperity.
"Grandpa, grandma!" Jiang Xiaocai and Wang Chengyi walked quickly forward and bowed respectfully.
Su Jinli took their hands with a smile on her face, her eyes full of love, and she smiled from ear to ear: "Great, great! The younger generation of our Xiangfu are more outstanding than each other, which really makes me, an old lady, very happy!"
Jiang Yan nodded slightly, his expression solemn and gentle. "You have done a really good job this time. However, whether doing business or dealing with people, you must always remember the word 'honesty'. Honesty is the foundation of life and must never be forgotten."
"We remember, Grandpa!" The two answered in unison, their voices firm and powerful, as if they were making a solemn promise to their elders.
The banquet officially began, and exquisite dishes were served one after another. Table after table was filled with delicious food, the aroma overflowing, making everyone salivate. Jiang Xiaocai stood up, raised his glass steadily with both hands, and a sincere expression on his face: "This first glass of wine today must be toasted to my cousin! If it weren't for your unwavering support, I would never have achieved the success I have today. Cousin, this glass of wine is in your honor!"
Wang Chengyi quickly waved his hand, his eyes full of sincerity: "What are you talking about? We are brothers connected by blood. Helping each other is a matter of course. Why be so polite?"
"Well said! Well said!" Young Marquis Su cheered loudly, his voice booming and echoing throughout the garden. "Come, let's all drink together. Cheers to our victory and the bravery of these two little guys!"
Everyone responded, raising their glasses and downing them in one gulp. Laughter and joyful chatter echoed through the garden like cheerful notes, filling the air with a rich, joyful atmosphere. Jiang Xiaocai looked at his family gathered around him, his heart filled with warmth. He had once believed himself to be a pampered, naive young man. However, after experiencing this heart-wrenching crisis, he deeply understood that his family's support and companionship were his most solid foundation in this world, the source of his strength to forge ahead, no matter what difficulties he faced.
After three rounds of drinks, everyone was a little tipsy, and the atmosphere became increasingly harmonious and lively. Jiang Xiaocai suddenly seemed to remember something important and hurriedly and carefully took out the abacus from his pocket. The abacus was well-made, with round and smooth beads, gleaming with an ancient luster under the light. He looked at Wang Chengyi seriously and said, "Cousin, I almost forgot about the important matter. I have carefully calculated the profits from our cooperation this time. As we agreed before, I will give you 30%."
Wang Chengyi looked at the abacus in his hand and smiled helplessly, his eyes full of doting on Jiang Xiaocai: "Just like your father, he only cares about money. But I can't accept this 30% profit."
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