"Don't underestimate Mr. Li."
Jiang Dashan laughed and said, "She has a powerful backer named Zhang Cheng. It's been in the newspapers; he's the one who stirred up the commotion in Jiaxing! This Mr. Zhang's abilities are something else!"
He gave a thumbs up without hesitation.
However, the bosses present, including Qian Zheng, all showed strange expressions when they heard the name "Zhang Cheng".
A kid from the mountains got lucky and made some money.
In the eyes of these wealthy bosses who own factories and equipment, he is ultimately just a nouveau riche.
"Old Jiang, that's enough."
Qian Zheng interrupted him with a chuckle, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.
"He's just a kid who got lucky. He's not worth your praise."
There's a saying: "A young man with no beard is unreliable."
He looked around, his voice not loud, but everyone could hear him clearly.
"We're here today because of you, Lao Jiang and Lao Yu. If it weren't for the fact that you two joined the Chamber of Commerce, we wouldn't even bother to look at this place!"
"Hahaha!"
The bosses present burst into laughter, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward.
Jiang Dashan's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes became more profound.
"Old Qian, you can't say that. In this era, opportunities are presented to everyone. Whether you can seize them depends on your ability, not your age."
He said slowly, "Heroes never ask about their origins."
Qian Zheng's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly masked it.
He shook his head and sighed as if somewhat helplessly: "Old Jiang, with your temper, you really should go to school to teach and educate people."
"Alright, I'm not going to argue with you about this anymore."
Qian Zheng stopped pressing the issue and turned to Jiang Meili, who was standing helplessly to the side. He reached out his hand and said, "Comrade, bring the form here, let's fill it out."
Jiang Meili quickly handed over the form and pen.
Qian Zheng took the form but didn't ask for a pen. Instead, he pulled out a gleaming gold Parker pen from the pocket of his suit jacket.
He unscrewed the pen cap, looked up, and stared directly at Jiang Dashan.
"Old Jiang, before you join the party, there are a few things I need to say first."
"Go ahead," Jiang Dashan said calmly, looking at him.
"I heard that the Chamber of Commerce doesn't have a president yet?" Qian Zheng asked.
Jiang Dashan nodded, a knowing glint in his eyes.
"From what you're saying," he laughed, "you want to be the president of this association?"
"That's right!"
Qian Zheng lightly tapped the gold pen on the table, producing a crisp sound, and his aura suddenly rose.
“You and Lao Yu are state-owned enterprise cadres, representing the government, so it’s inappropriate for you to do so.”
"Besides the two of you, no one here will accept being my Qian Zheng!"
"In that case, I will gladly accept the position of president!"
He stood up, surveying the dilapidated office from his elevated position, his tone resolute.
"I won't waste any more time on nonsense. The first thing I'll do when I become president is to change this lousy place!"
"Using a small shop as an office?"
He snorted coldly, his voice filled with disdain and ambition.
"What kind of behavior is this!"
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