"Little Brother Jia, I, Old Zhao, toast you. You are the most talented young man I have ever seen in my life!" Zhao Heitu raised his wine glass and toasted Jia Yapeng. Jia Yapeng's face was slightly red as he clinked glasses with Uncle Heitu. Then, he downed the wine in one gulp.
But logically speaking, Zhao Heitu had only exchanged a few words with Jia Yapeng. How could he tell that Jia Yapeng was the most talented young man?
This was a little confusing!
However, no one would take the words spoken at the table seriously.
"Uncle Heitu, you are also the most talented person I have ever seen. You will definitely become the skit king of the new world!" Jia Yapeng raised his wine glass and toasted back.
If Zhao Heitu's words were considered to be flattery, then Jia Yapeng's words were the truth. This was because Zhao Heitu was indeed the future skit king of Hua Xia. Jia Yapeng was only stating the facts.
"Little Brother Jia, you make me blush with shame!" Zhao Heitu's face was red. The way he looked at Jia Yapeng was like how he looked at Chef Fan. His eyes were filled with love, which made Jia Yapeng shudder involuntarily.
"Brother Little Jia, believe me. Those people in the meeting today, as well as those people from the SARFT, are all blind bastards. They will understand sooner or later that humiliating you today was a huge mistake. In the future, we will ruthlessly slap these people in the face. Hahaha!" Uncle Hei Tu had too much to drink, so some of the words that had been suppressed in his heart came pouring out.
"That's right. We will slap their faces. We will ruthlessly slap their faces!!" Jia Yapeng immediately shouted in agreement. This made the other customers in the dumpling restaurant frown. At the same time, they muttered in their hearts.
This old man and young man had no other skills, but they were quite good at bragging. They deserved to be dogs for life!
"Yo, we've finished this bottle of wine. Wait for me, brother. I'll go buy another bottle. Today's my treat!" Hei Tu burped and stood up. Just as he was about to head to the counter to buy some alcohol, he suddenly saw a slightly plump middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit standing behind him with a smile on his face. His eyes were fixed on Hei Tu.
Oh, no. She should be looking at Jia Yapeng.
Although the smile on the middle-aged man's face was very awkward, it could be seen from the side that his smile was definitely forced.
"Hey, which lump did you jump out from? You look familiar … "Uncle Hei Tu looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile, making the middle-aged man even more embarrassed.
However, Uncle Black Earth felt like he had seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.
"Hello, are you Comrade Jia Yapeng?" The middle-aged man walked past Uncle Hei Tu and looked at Jia Yapeng warmly.
"That's me. And you are?" Jia Yapeng squinted his eyes and asked.
"Hehe, I'm Zhou Renshu from the SARFT. We met at the awards ceremony today!" The man said with a smile.
"Zhou Renshu? That name sounds familiar too! " Uncle Black Earth's body swayed as he muttered loudly. Then, suddenly, he felt his whole body turn cold. His swaying body instantly stabilized. He stared blankly at the middle-aged man and said intermittently, "Zhou Renshu? You're Deputy … Deputy … Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou! " Uncle Black Earth was completely awake this time. All the alcohol was gone. He stared at the middle-aged man, his eyes almost popping out.
This person was Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou from the SARFT? Just now, she had actually asked him which lump he came from!!!
In an instant, Uncle Black Earth's heart turned to ashes. His body turned cold and he felt as if he had really turned cold.
"So it's Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou. Nice to meet you!" When Jia Yapeng heard this, he immediately greeted him warmly. He shook hands and invited him to sit down. Then, he shouted, "Boss, give me another plate of meat dumplings!!"
Well, everything seemed very warm, but Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou could still feel a sense of estrangement.
No, he definitely could not have any estrangement between him and the old man.
Hence, Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou quickly said, "Comrade Little Jia, I'm here this time to represent the entire organizing committee to apologize to you. This time, some of the comrades below were messing around. They didn't understand the situation. When they saw that the time was almost up, they hurriedly wanted to end it. They have wronged you!"
Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou comforted him sincerely, "Of course, this is also my leadership responsibility. I can't shirk this responsibility. I sincerely apologize to you here. I hope you can forgive us!"
"Comrade Little Jia, follow me back now. Everyone is still waiting for you to go back and receive your award!"
"What the hell is this?" Uncle Hei Tu was dumbfounded. He suddenly didn't understand why Deputy Director Zhou's attitude had changed 180 degrees. What the hell was going on?
"Don't say that, Bureau Chief Zhou. I can understand this. It's okay!" Jia Yapeng smiled and said, "There's no need to receive the award. The comrades have already left. Don't add more trouble to them. I have dumplings and wine here. Uncle Black Earth is here to accompany me. Let's have a drink and chat. Isn't that great!!!"
"Oh, no, no. When I came out just now, the comrades all said that if Comrade Little Jia didn't come, then this award would be meaningless. They said that if they couldn't see the best people receive the award, all the comrades couldn't stand on the stage together and enjoy the recognition of the masses, then this award would be problematic!"
"So now everyone is waiting in the conference room for you to go back. If you don't go back, then everyone will have to wait until night, and then wait until dawn. Maybe they will have to sleep on the floor in the conference room. Hahahaha!" Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou laughed loudly. Uncle Black Earth was almost unable to stand.
All the literary and art workers in the country were waiting for Jia Yapeng to receive the award, and they had to sleep on the floor in the conference room. What kind of treatment was this? Did he meet a god today?
"Oh, I wouldn't dare. They are all my seniors. How dare I let them wait for me? I'll go now!" Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou had said so. If Jia Yapeng did not leave, then he would offend all the seniors in the literary and art circle. So he could only stand up with a smile. Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou immediately came over and held Jia Yapeng's hand. The two of them were like a pair of good friends.
"I'd better go back …" Uncle Black Earth was about to sneak away. Unexpectedly, Jia Yapeng pulled him and said, "Uncle Black Earth, let's go and take a picture together!"
"No, I didn't win the award. How can I take a picture?" Uncle Black Earth only wanted to escape at this time. He did not want to take a picture.
"Yes, let's go together. We are all literary and art workers. Even if you didn't win the award, taking a picture is also a kind of encouragement. Comrade Black Earth, come with us!" Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou also pulled Zhao Heitu over enthusiastically. They walked out of the dumpling restaurant together.
At this time, the owner of the dumpling restaurant came out with a pot of steaming big meat dumplings, but he found that everyone had left.
"Hey, pay the money. You haven't paid yet!" The owner suddenly became anxious.
"Master, don't worry. I'll pay. I'll settle the bill for you!" At the critical moment, the secretary was in charge. Deputy Bureau Chief Zhou's secretary appeared in time and paid the bill for Jia Yapeng and the others.
There were so many secretaries. Jia Yapeng wanted one.
It was a pity that it was a man.
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