"Ah Chen, it's okay. I've read Chairman Liu's poems and lyrics. I'm sure he will be able to deal with it." Lin Shiyi sat next to him and patted Chen Baiguang on the shoulder.
After being comforted by Eleven, the anger accumulated in Chen Baiguang's chest dissipated by half.
It was under the pressure from the Marshal that Liu Lan came to the middle of the banquet reluctantly and smiled at Vice President Chen: "Vice President Chen, I'm sorry."
"President Liu, since my elder brother sent you to play a few rounds with me, you must not humiliate your reputation as the president."
Chen Xuansi's eyes turned and said, "Tang Zhendong, you are the president of the Zuzhou Literary Association, on the same level as President Liu. You come to accompany him, don't show mercy."
Tang Zhendong stood up and nodded: "Vice President Chen, rest assured, I will respect President Liu."
He knows a lot of satirical poems.
Although Marshal Chen is powerful in Hanzhou, he is only in Hanzhou after all. He is the chairman of Zuzhou and has the support of Vice Chairman Chen. He is not afraid of any so-called marshal.
Besides, it’s just writing a few poems, right? That’s not against the law?
"Chairman Liu, please go first." Tang Zhendong had a condescending attitude on his face, and even at the banquet hosted by Marshal Chen, he still did not show any hesitation.
This is in line with the loyal lackeys of the Chen father and son.
Chen Xuansi and Chen Yi are so cruel, how can they be gentle to the people around them?
"Then I will make a fool of myself."
Liu Lan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then stared at Vice Chairman Chen. His eyes flickered for a moment before he suddenly realized something and began to compose a poem:
"If a man is rude, what is the difference between him and a dog?"
"When rats and dogs quarrel, the elder brother tolerates."
"To mistake tolerance for one's own behavior is to be a role model for others."
These sentences are like poetry, but they are not.
It clearly describes the expression of Vice President Chen at the banquet.
After hearing those words, Chen Xuansi's expression changed slightly, but soon returned to calm.
On the other hand, even though Marshal Chen tried his best to hide it, one could still see that he was happy from the bottom of his heart.
Tang Zhendong smiled jokingly, took a few steps, and finally walked to one meter in front of Marshal Chen's desk before slowly opening his mouth:
"What is the purpose of carving a monkey with thorns? The stupid Si is still ominous."
"He is so arrogant and conceited, ignoring the sadness of his fellow disciples."
As soon as this poem came out, Marshal Chen's face changed immediately, and reason told him to hold it in.
The passages that Tang Zhendong recited were the same ones that Chen Xuansi had just recited on the scroll, except that they were split into two halves.
Now it is connected from beginning to end, with a stronger taste of sarcasm, instantly killing Liu Lan's words.
After seeing Marshal Pei's ugly face, Liu Lan cursed Chen Xuansi's ancestors for eighteen generations.
Wait, aren’t Chen Xuansi’s ancestors the same as the Marshal’s ancestors?
"President Liu, if that doesn't work, then replace Vice President Zhang." Tang Zhendong laughed sarcastically, "I know that Vice President Zhang got to that position through poetry and music."
Liu Lan looked at Zhang Jiahao with a pair of helpless eyes.
After hesitating for five or six seconds, Deputy Commander Zhang sighed helplessly and stood up and said, "Marshal, let me meet this guy."
Seeing the vice-chairman stand up to save the situation, Liu Lan's face was full of gratitude, but when he returned to his seat, he showed an expression of shame.
He was defeated in just one move, which was a slap in the face of the Marshal.
Liu Lan had no choice. Chen Xuansi had just sang the first half of the song to pave the way, and when the second half came out, it echoed the previous half and the effect was maximized.
This kind of inevitable failure situation is simply unacceptable.
Unless there is a poem of the same quality as "Song of the Wine", and it is in the style of satire or describing hypocrisy, everyone will be defeated.
Marshal Chen clenched his fists, never imagining that his brother could be so cruel as to kill his own brother.
If it were in ancient times, it is estimated that Chen Xuansi would have revolted and led his troops to kill his brother long ago.
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