“Bang!”
After hearing these words, Chen Baiguang really couldn't hold back his anger. Generals like them had bad tempers to begin with. When had they ever swallowed such anger?
If it weren't for his uncle and Shiyi trying their best to stop him, he would have jumped up and beat up his second uncle first.
As for whether or not to recognize this relative, that would have to be after the banquet.
"Ah Chen, the vice chairman should be able to take over. Don't be impulsive." Lin Shiyi tried his best to stop Chen Baiguang.
Only Eleven could stop him. If it were anyone else, Chen Baiguang would have slapped him.
Thirty seconds later, Zhang Jiahao came up with a song:
"We are all one flesh, why do we need to be disabled?"
"The elders are in heaven, and there are gods three feet above them."
"If you do bad things today, ghosts will knock on your door at night."
Hearing these words, Chen Xuansi frowned.
This Zhang Jiahao is a bit tricky.
"Thank you." Seeing that the other party hesitated for a minute and couldn't speak, Zhang Jiahao gradually smiled.
The guests sitting next to him nodded secretly, thinking that he was worthy of being the vice chairman of the Luoyang Association.
In such a short period of time, he wrote satirical poems that made Chen Xuansi feel guilty.
When the stalemate reached this point, Chen Baiguang's depressed and annoyed mood finally calmed down a little.
"Humph, my Hanzhou has produced many scholars, which is not comparable to their ancestral state." Liu Lan's hands were shaking when he finished a game of poetry.
He was afraid that the commander-in-chief would vent his anger on him.
Seeing that Vice Chairman Zhang had embarrassed Chen Xuansi with just two sentences, the Marshal's anger would no longer be directed at him.
After thinking for two minutes, Chen Xuansi raised the corners of his mouth, walked to the sixteenth step and began to compose a poem:
"Since ancient times, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. One general will cost thousands of lives."
"I defend you and you are happy, but if I make a mistake, you will be punished."
"Hmm?" After hearing this, Zhang Jiahao frowned. The Marshal's second brother is something.
Not only did he satirize the Marshal as a heartless and ungrateful person, but he also indirectly advised himself to be wary of the Marshal.
This move kills two birds with one stone and also sows discord.
Marshal Chen's expression at this moment showed no emotion.
The only ones who had their emotions written on their faces were Chen Baiguang and his adjutant.
Seeing that Zhang Jiahao couldn't say a word for a long time, the people on Chen Xuansi's side began to feel proud.
"It seems that the vice chairman of the Hanzhou Association is still weaker than Vice Chairman Chen of my ancestral state." Tang Zhendong seized this opportunity to regain the face he had just lost.
In this situation, Hu Gao originally wanted to jump out and say a few words, so as to dampen the enthusiasm of Chen Baiguang and others.
Considering that he still has to develop in Hanzhou, even if he is from Vice Chairman Chen's side.
It would be very easy for Marshal Ruyu to deal with me, unless he gave up his position as the director of Hanzhou Music and went to Zuzhou to develop.
"Vice Chairman Zhang, take your time to think about it. No, there is still plenty of time." Chen Xuansi walked to the dining table and slowly tasted the wine.
After defeating his elder brother, this wine tasted tasteless.
The other businessmen sat at the table, unable to eat or drink, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
If Vice Chairman Zhang fails to take over, will the Marshal vent his anger on these businessmen?
Chen Baiguang clenched his fists tightly, his eyes fixed on Zhang Jiahao, as if he was expecting the other person to move his mouth.
"We must continue!" Chen Baiguang and his friends could not afford to lose this poetry contest.
After all, this birthday party was held at his father's home turf, and he was slapped in the face by his second uncle in his own turf.
This was the most frustrating experience Chen Baiguang had ever had since he was a child. He was angry but couldn't vent it.
Last year my second uncle also came to do it, but it was never as excessive as it is this year.
A few minutes later, Zhang Jiahao's mouth twitched, and he turned his back to everyone. When he was sitting at his table, he waved his hand angrily and shouted:
"He is just an ordinary man in the market. This boy is too impetuous!"
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