In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

The atmosphere at the table was a bit depressing.

Shang Zhongtang knew very well that Zhang Xiangbei hated doing this the most.

I don’t even like to hear it.

"Xiao Zhang, let me explain briefly." Shang Zhongtang took a deep breath and said slowly. "You see, you have a family and a business now. How can you have time to take care of your old subordinates? But they all imitate you, one jumps more and more crazily than the other. The last time they came to Beijing to receive honors, When I was having a state banquet and toasting to the leader, I didn’t even know how to press the glass down, so high that I almost poured the wine in the glass into the leader’s glass.”

"Of course, the leaders have a big structure. It's impossible to get angry because of such a trivial matter. But we have to be careful. After all, Beimang has changed its coach and you are not here. Can they cope with so many emergencies? They are not as resourceful as you. , Exquisite and clear to the heart?”

"Alas..." Shang Zhongtang sighed heavily, lit a cigarette, and added some more condiments to the chicken legs. "We are doing this entirely to protect Beimang and care for Beimang. We don't want this tiger and wolf army, the ace army you have worked so hard to build, to have any accidents."

"Xiao Zhang, if I say this, can you understand our difficulties?" Shang Zhongtang said meaningfully.

Zhang Ruoyu was silent for a moment and said calmly: "I remember that the last time Beimang came to Beijing, you were the one who presided over the awarding ceremony."

"Long Fei toasted you without pressing a glass. Are you unhappy?"

"Xiao Zhang, you still don't understand me?" Shang Zhongtang was anxious. "Can I be so small-minded?"

"After the leader came back from the ceremony that night, his face was indeed not very good. I naively thought that the leader had drunk too much. Unexpectedly, he didn't drink well..." Uncle Liu concluded thoughtfully.

grass…

Shang Zhongtang glared and almost overturned the table.

"Okay." Zhang Ruoyu waved his hands calmly. He knew better than anyone the virtues of these old guys.He said straight away without asking any further questions. "You guys eat and drink well. I will say hello to Long Fei and be polite to you from now on."

"But you also need to show some leadership and make the soldiers believe in you from the bottom of their hearts."

With Zhang Xiangbei's statement, Shang Zhongtang wanted to chew on the leg covered with stuff to show his sincerity. He puffed up his chest and said: "Xiao Zhang, with your words, let me see who dares to tempt Bei Mang again." ! I am the first one in Shang Zhongtang to bang the table!"

"I'll take the second shot!" Uncle Liu also expressed his stance.

These days, as long as there are no conflicts of interest and no disputes over face, who wouldn’t be a living Bodhisattva?

The big guys took turns toasting to Zhang Xiangbei.

Seeing the unbalanced guests, their mentality exploded.

Who is this dude?

The father that the big guys jointly recognized?

A handful of high-ranking guests reacted, but did not dare to say anything. They looked left and right, then stood up with the full glass of wine they had just taken a sip from.

When Zhang Ruoyu left the table, he immediately went to greet you: "When you were hosting just now, I cried and laughed while watching in the audience. I almost laughed with tears."

After all, drink it up.

Then he licked the rim of the cup, leaving not a drop left.

It's all about licking, but the temperament is enough to go down in history.

Zhang Ruoyu smiled and socialized, becoming Xiao Zhang again, and would not refuse anyone who came.

"Little brother, my son is getting married next month. I boldly invite you to be my son's master of ceremonies. You are so steady..."

Every heavyweight who guessed Brother Zhang's identity exchanged greetings with him in different ways and means. If he could really invite him to be the master of ceremonies for his son, he would be willing to pay any amount of appearance fee, no matter how hard he tried.

"He really has no airs." Shang Zhongtang glanced at Zhang Xiangbei, who was drinking and drinking. "With the way he is, who can take his place in the heart of Beimang Army?"

"How about we adopt a gentle policy in the future?" Uncle Liu suggested. "The person who arranged it was either betrayed or married. It's quite a waste of confidants."

Several other posters were also a little embarrassed.

Xie Xing's father glared at Shang Zhongtang and frowned: "Why didn't you ask just now if he really wants to come back in five months?"

"That's right." Another poster also thought of this. "This is serious business."

Shang Zhongtang narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "The secret order we drafted in red text will be burned if it is said to be burned, but the ivory spit out of his mouth is fucking diamond, hard."

"He said he wants to come back. Everyone here, who can stop him?"

Everyone took a deep breath.

"Why did he come back? He just had a few days of dignity."

"Is the dignity of being in a nest considered dignity?"

Shang Zhongtang raised his eyebrows: "I went abroad last month, and it's obvious that I can't lick those yellow hairs anymore. It's only been less than a year, and this tea is getting cold too fast."

"Alas." A certain boss was in agony. "When will we be able to be peaceful both inside and outside the house?"

"You really can't have your cake and eat it too?" A certain boss asked a philosophical question full of humanistic sentiments.

The big guys discussed it, and Shang Zhongtang took the lead and sent a WeChat message to Zhang Xiangbei: "Xiao Zhang, just say a word, it doesn't matter whether it is the East Mang Army or the West Mang Army, the South Mang Army or the Zhongmang Army, as long as you Think, we will arrange it for you."

Finally, the big guys worked together to come up with a very big-picture reason: "Eggs cannot be put in one basket."