"Yuan Qing, be realistic and don't show mercy." Mr. Zhou was worried and warned.
Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, then I won't be merciful. The old man can't seek bad luck from me on his birthday.
The two-by-two card game of Egg Breaking is a test of coordination. If the cards drawn are evenly matched, test how to suppress others through the cooperation of two people.
While Zhang Yuanqing was watching, he had already figured out the playing styles of several people. So as soon as he came on the field, he immediately formed a cooperation with Mr. Zhou.
Zhang Yuanqing is Zhou Qiangbin's boss, and he knows his leader's playing style. Zhou Qiangbin is very good at counting cards and plays very steadily with almost no flaws.
Therefore, Zhang Yuanqing used some unusual combinations in playing cards so that even if his leader figured out his own cards, he would not be able to catch his own cards.
As expected, Zhang Yuanqing was able to win by surprise. Zhang Yuanqing helped the old man achieve a small victory in the first game.
Both sides had their own wins and losses later on, but Zhou Qiangbin didn't have a strong idea of winning. In addition, Zhang Yuanqing had some accidents in every game, so Zheng Yao couldn't figure out his playing style, so the balance of victory tilted towards Zhang Yuanqing.
After Zhang Yuanqing and Zhou Chuanyun successfully reached the top, they successfully completed the counterattack.
Zheng Yao threw the cards away and said to Zhang Yuanqing: "How do you play cards? You interrupt whatever I do. I think you have the same virtue as your leader, that is, you are indifferent to others."
This was said to a high level, and while talking about Zhang Yuanqing, Zhou Qiangbin was also mentioned.
Zhou Qiangbin shook his head: "Editor-in-Chief Zheng, we must be willing to admit defeat."
Zheng Yao snorted coldly, obviously not very convinced. But it was already time to eat, and people were almost here.
Zhou Chuanyun patted Zhang Yuanqing on the shoulder: "Good boy, sit next to me while eating. I feel very comfortable playing cards today. Let's learn more when we have time."
Zhou Chuanyun actually asked Zhang Yuanqing to sit next to him. Zhang Yuanqing immediately felt the eyes from the directors of various departments. Many people present did not recognize him, and they should all be speculating on his identity now.
Wherever Zhang Yuanqing dared to sit, no matter Zhou Chuanyun's left or right hand position, he would not be able to sit. He quickly declined, but he still understood this rule.
The last time I sat with Zhou Qiangbin for dinner, it was mainly behind my boss. Everyone present was Zhou Qiangbin's employee, which meant that everyone was a subordinate, so we could sit wherever the boss said.
Zhou Chuanyun was separated from him by several layers. Zhou Qiangbin was still his direct leader, and the others were the backbone of the Propaganda Department. Especially Zhang Luan, who was just an old subordinate of Zhou Chuanyun, and was no longer part of the system.
They came to participate because they were thinking of Zhou Chuanyun. For a boy to sit on top of them, his face would be somewhat dull.
So Zhang Yuanqing knew that if he sat there recklessly, he would give people the impression of being ignorant.
After Zhang Yuanqing declined, he wanted to sit by the door. At this time, Zheng Yao patted her left hand, half-smiling but not smiling: "Sit here, he is my brother after all, right?"
Zhang Yuanqing felt a little weak when he heard the title of younger brother. At Zheng Yao's insistence, he sat next to Zheng Yao.
"Why, sister doesn't shout anymore?" Zheng Yao looked at him deliberately and asked.
Obviously, Zheng Yao already knew that Zhang Yuanqing was pretending to be cool under her banner. So I asked him here deliberately, but adding the word "gan" in front of god sister and god brother really doesn't sound very good, so I just refer to them as sister and brother.
Zhang Yuanqing accompanied the smiling face and called her sister.
The corners of Zheng Yao's mouth were slightly raised, and her smile was much more sincere than before.
As soon as the people around heard that the two were siblings, they immediately looked at Zhang Yuanqing.
After everyone was seated, Geng Liwei started to get gifts. This is beyond Zhang Yuanqing's expectation, because Chinese people pay attention to being reserved.
In traditional customs, when someone brings a gift, you must express your gratitude, but you will not open it in person. This prevents guests from being embarrassed if they don’t like some gifts.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou was unconventional, just like the West, and delivered them one by one in person.
But when Zhang Yuanqing thought about it carefully, he realized that this was also where Mr. Zhou was clever. On his birthday, he invites his old subordinates to dinner, and everyone must give them gifts.
If you send it behind your back, you may not know what is inside. Perhaps there is still competition between them, and then unhealthy tendencies develop. If you dare to give gold bars today, someone will dare to give antiques tomorrow.
If this continues, the birthday party will deteriorate.
Mr. Zhou can avoid secret comparisons by making a reservation in advance and opening it in person. I heard Zhou Qiangbin say that there were times when the old man found out that others had given him expensive gifts and returned them on the spot.
In this way, everyone is a witness. If someone really wants to use this matter to attack the old man in the future, everyone else can testify.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't know whether he was right or not.
At this moment, Geng Liwei took out his gift, which was a word. Moreover, Mr. Zhou’s name was left in the balance of the inscription.
Zhang Yuanqing doesn't know much about calligraphy and painting, but he thinks this calligraphy is pretty good.
When Mr. Zhou saw it, he smiled: "What's your son's handwriting? He's improved again this year."
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. It turned out that Geng Liwei took the name of his son. But judging from his level, his son should have considerable attainments in this area. If you can give it as a gift, it will definitely have a certain reputation in society.
Then came Zheng Yao, who did her best to get ahead of Zhou Qiangbin. She took out a manuscript and gave it to the old man as a gift.
The old man liked it very much: "Okay, okay, I will give this manuscript to my grandson when the time comes, so that he can also absorb the immortality of this great god like you."
Zhou Qiangbin was the third one to give. What he gave was a wine recipe, which was exactly the recipe for the raw materials of the wine that the old man liked to drink. Because the winery has closed down, this kind of wine is basically unavailable now.
But with the recipe, if the old man still wants to drink it, he can entrust other wineries to make it. This gift is not bad.
Zhang Yuanqing felt unsure when he saw their gifts. I don’t know if the fragrant tea I brought can be served on the table.
At this time, the directors of various departments also took action, all with novel gadgets.
Zhang Yuanqing waited until the last one, then took out his package and opened it in front of him.
"This is..." Mr. Zhou was well-informed and was a little curious when he saw these broken leaves.
Only then did Zhang Yuanqing repeat what Yin Tao told him, especially the efficacy of tea.
Mr. Zhou was a little curious and immediately asked the waiter to make a cup for everyone. As soon as the tea is brewed, the color and aroma come immediately.
When Mr. Zhou smelled the aroma, his eyes lit up: "Good tea!"
Everyone also took a sniff, and even Zheng Yao, who didn't drink much tea, narrowed her eyes slightly after smelling the aroma of tea.
Mr. Zhou blew the tea to cool down and took a sip.
"Okay!" The old man's eyes lit up, and his second sentence was, "Yuan Qing, quickly put the tea leaves back for me, don't lose the flavor."
But looking at the old man's eager look, it seemed that he was not afraid of losing the smell, but was afraid of being robbed.
Sure enough, Zhou Qiangbin had already spoken: "Old man, don't be so impatient to pretend, leave some for me. This tastes amazing."
"Old man, I want it too!" Zheng Yao joined the fight without hesitation.
Regarding their shameless behavior, Mr. Zhou just said one thing: "Get away."
