At the beginning of the banquet, Zhao Zhenji took the lead in lifting the wine glass and said, "Comrades, friends, let us raise the wine glass and cheer for Mr. Jiang's health together!"

This is almost the standard opening procedure for such occasions. Everyone stood up, raised the wine glass in front of them, looked at Mr. Jiang in the direction, and had a sincere smile on his face.

Mr. Jiang did not push him back, and stood up and lifted his glass, saying, "I am very happy to go back to Sinochem again, and return to this place where I used to work!" As he said that, Mr. Jiang lifted the glass to his mouth and drank it slowly, but there was no happiness on his face.

Under Zhao Zhenji's leadership, everyone drank the wine in their hands, and then greeted Mr. Jiang with an empty wine glass. After Mr. Jiang sat down, everyone sat down again.

At the beginning of the banquet, although everyone was sitting in their own position, they were always paying attention to Mr. Jiang’s table. Waiting for the opportunity to appear, they stepped forward and toasted Mr. Jiang with a glass of wine.

Only Zeng Yi held up his chopsticks and savored today's meals, with a very pleasant look. The taste of the dinner at today's dinner was very good, but not very rich. This is because when Mr. Jiang was working in Zhonghua City, he emphasized the matter of official banquets and dealt with several people. Therefore, today's dinner put a lot of effort into matching the taste and ingredients, but he did not dare to serve any rare delicacies. He mainly focuses on the common local Sinochem dishes.

"Old Jiang, old leader!" An old cadre sitting next to Old Jiang couldn't help but hold up his glass and said, "We old subordinates from the past, together, to wish you a glass. In our hearts, you will always be our leader. We are all extremely honored and happy to see the old leader again today."

Mr. Jiang picked up the wine glass and sighed: "How many times have I seen you in my dream? My appearance is the same as before, and it has not changed at all. When I met today, I realized that we are all old!"

"Old Jiang is in good spirits and does not look old at all!" The old cadres agreed.

Mr. Jiang laughed heartily and said, "Then let's have another drink for the health of us old bones!" After that, Mr. Jiang happily drank the glass of wine again, without leaving any drops of wine.

The old cadres present blushed one by one, and Mr. Jiang drank this glass. He really gave him too much face to those of his old subordinates in the past. Mr. Jiang gave him face and he took it with certainty. The old cadres all raised their necks and drank the wine in their hands clean.

Zhao Zhenji looked at Zhang Weizheng at this time and found that Zhang Weizheng was also looking at him. Both of them were planning to toast Mr. Jiang. This cup was very important! Because those who knew Mr. Jiang knew that Mr. Jiang had always only drunk three cups at the table. This was an iron rule that he could not beat. No matter who the other party was, Mr. Jiang only drank three cups, and there was never an exception.

If Mr. Jiang can drink a lot when toasting himself. That would definitely be a very respectful thing. But the problem now is that Mr. Jiang has already drunk two glasses. Who to toast the remaining glass of wine is a problem.

Of course, Zhang Weizheng wanted to toast this glass of wine by himself, but what was depressed was that before him, there was also the city party secretary Zhao Zhenji, who was not easy to overcome. Seeing Zhao Zhenji's meaning, he hoped to imitate those old cadres and the top and second-in-command of Zhonghua City to toast this third glass together.

The veteran cadres just chose to toast together, and they also wanted to leave an opportunity for the current leaders of Zhonghua City.

Zhao Zhenji saw Zhang Weizheng's gesture, but he seemed to have no intention of toasting together. He waited for a while, took the opportunity and picked up the cup and came to Mr. Jiang, and said enthusiastically: "Old Mr. Jiang, on behalf of the Zhonghua Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, I would like to thank you for your support and love for Sinochem's various constructions..."

"Yes!" Mr. Jiang nodded slightly, picked up the wine glass, looked at Zhao Zhenji with a smile, and said, "I have always been paying attention to Sinochem, but in recent years, it seems that the development speed of Sinochem City has slowed down a bit!"

Zhao Zhenji held up the wine glass and stood there, feeling extremely uneasy, and a little ashamed and scared. Jiang said this with a smile, but the criticism in it was something that anyone could hear. It was just to say that the development of Sinochem City has slowed down, which is very polite. It is just to say that Zhao Zhenji is now sleeping on the past grade book of Sinochem City, and Mr. Jiang is also fully qualified.

"I will definitely reflect and review this deeply!" Zhao Zhenji raised his glass to look at Mr. Jiang, his eyes a little flustered.

Zhang Weizheng, who was in the last seat, was also scared and sweating in a cold sweat at this time. He thought it was so dangerous. Fortunately, he didn't go up to toast, otherwise Mr. Jiang would have fallen on him. Being criticized by Mr. Jiang in front of so many people would have a great impact. Zhao Zhenji was definitely hit hard this time.

However, Zhang Weizheng also felt a little lucky in his heart. Zhao Zhenji ignored his signs and requests, put aside himself and went to toast Mr. Jiang alone. He wanted to take the third glass of wine from Mr. Jiang, but unexpectedly, he ate it a big frustration. This could be considered as stealing the chicken and losing rice!

Mr. Jiang did not make things difficult for Zhao Zhenji anymore. He stretched out his wine glass and touched Zhao Zhenji gently. Then he could only put the wine glass on his lips and put the glass down.

Zhao Zhenji was very disappointed. It seemed that this was not the result he wanted, but he had to smile and drink the glass of wine, and then return to his seat with an empty glass.

This scene was seen by everyone on the scene. For a moment, no one had the courage to toast Mr. Jiang again.

Zhang Weizheng sighed in his heart. It seemed that Mr. Jiang was still angry about what happened in Keli County today. After the scene was frozen for a long time, Zhang Weizheng finally plucked up the courage to pick up the wine glass and walked towards Mr. Jiang.

Zhao Zhenji has already toasted the national wine. If Zhang Weizheng does not keep up, today's banquet will not be able to continue. The one who comes later cannot go directly over Zhang Weizheng to toast Mr. Jiang. Zhang Weizheng can only bite the bullet and go.

When he came to Mr. Jiang, Zhang Weizheng held the wine glass in front of Mr. Jiang with both hands and said, "Mr. Jiang, I want to review you about the matter in Keli County today. It is because I did not do my job well, which has affected the reputation of the Sinochem Municipal Government. Now, we have taken measures to recover, and several large buyers also went to Keli County this afternoon to start purchasing tomatoes."

When Mr. Jiang heard Zhang Weizheng finish his words, he still had the expression of joy and anger on his face. He raised his glass and gently touched Zhang Weizheng, then moistened his lips and put down the cup.

Zhang Weizheng breathed a sigh of relief. This was a good result. At least he did not get criticized by Mr. Jiang. He raised his hand and drank the cup, and then quickly retreated back to his seat. In the few seconds of the evening, he didn't know what Mr. Jiang would say.

Zhao Zhenji felt even more uncomfortable. If he had known this, he would have been better than toasted with Zhang Weizheng. At least he would have been to beat the board together. Now, it would be a good thing that he was unlucky.

Seeing that Zhang Weizheng escaped without any danger, the talents behind him regained their courage. Seeing the opportunity, those who felt qualified to toast Mr. Jiang went to toast one after another.

After about a dozen people toasted the wine, the wine in the old Jiang wine glass still did not decrease at all.

This situation not only did not make the people behind the scenes feel desperate, but instead made those who have not yet to toast. Everyone knew the rules at Mr. Jiang’s table. If you only drink three glasses of wine, you will definitely not drink one more glass, and you will definitely not drink one less glass. Today, Mr. Jiang is obviously missing a glass of wine, but he just doesn’t know who has this good luck.

For a moment, the people who toasted in the past became even more enthusiastic. Everyone tried hard to think about the words they said in the past toast, and how to please Mr. Jiang.

Zeng Yi had almost finished eating at this time. He picked up the teacup and savored it slowly, preparing to take the opportunity to leave. This occasion is full of big shots in the city, and it doesn’t matter if one less or the other is more.

Taking advantage of the lack of anyone coming to toast, Zhao Zhenji stood up again and said, "Old Jiang, please say a few words to the comrades in Zhonghua City. Everyone really wants to listen to your old teachings and guidance." As he said that, Zhao Zhenji signaled everyone to applaud and welcome him. He wanted to take this opportunity to redeem the bad influence just now.

Thunderous applause sounded at the scene, which lasted for a long time and was longer than usual. Maybe everyone understood Zhao Zhenji’s plan.

Mr. Jiang did not have the face of everyone. He pressed his hands and signaled everyone to sit down, and then said, "This time I returned to Zhonghua City, I have three things to do: the first thing is to meet old colleagues and comrades in the past, and when people get older, they are very likely to be nostalgic. When I see everyone is very good, I feel relieved; the second thing is to look at our Zhonghua City, see if our city is more beautiful, the economy is more prosperous, and whether our comrades have the courage and courage to move forward in the reform that year."

Speaking of this, Mr. Jiang stopped. The scene was cold and silent. Everyone was thinking about Mr. Jiang’s words. Many people were sweating in their backs. Mr. Jiang didn’t say much, only a few short words, but it hit the hearts of many people present, especially the last sentence.

After a full half-minute silence, Mr. Jiang said: "Overall, there are achievements, and shortcomings also exist. I hope that in your future work, you will think more about your own shortcomings and recall more about the historical experience of Zhonghua City."

After saying that, Mr. Jiang stopped talking and whispered to an old cadre next to him.

The people at the scene actually forgot to applaud because everyone's thoughts were attracted by Mr. Jiang's words.

Zeng Yi also thought about Mr. Jiang's words carefully, and he had to admit in his heart that Mr. Jiang is indeed a very charming person. What is the aura of a leader? This is the most distinctive example in front of him.

After coming back to his senses, Zhao Zhenji suddenly realized something was wrong. Mr. Jiang said that he would do three things in Sinochem, but just now he clearly said two things, so he plucked up his courage again and said, "Mr. Jiang's third thing, I don't know..."

"It's a private matter!" Mr. Jiang's answer was refreshing, saying, "I want to see someone and ask him for a letter!"

Zhao Zhenji's mind immediately started to rotate, and instantly recalled several famous calligraphers in Zhonghua City. He didn't know who Mr. Jiang was going to meet, but his face was really great, so Mr. Jiang actually came to ask for words!

Zhang Weizheng also thought of several famous calligraphers and painters in the city, but he really couldn't match the title. Zhonghua City does not have a calligrapher who is so famous.
Chapter completed!