Recommendation Tickets, please.
Chen Zhang set down the wine pot and suddenly seemed to remember something. Half joking, half seriously, he began to "complain" at Chen Wu and Chen Hua. "Speaking of which, Fourth Brother, Sixth Child, what you two did really wasn't decent!"
"I unloaded the burden of Sword Rain Academy and rushed back to take over the External Affairs Department, and good heavens, you'd already picked the place clean ahead of time, leaving me a few empty shells."
"I could only stare helplessly back then. There wasn't a thing I could do."
Chen Wu immediately "cried injustice." "You need to take that up with Sixth Child. Don't pin it on me."
"It was clearly Sixth Child who set the fine example. I only followed up with a few because I was afraid all the good seedlings would really be gone."
Chen Hua gave a disdainful "tch" and retorted, "You say that as if, had they been left there, none of you would have reached out for them. The clan's development comes first. Who doesn't have to think for their own branch?"
"I don't care who started it!" Chen Zhang's brows drew tight. "The point is, by the time it got to me, all that was left were... well, people who weren't very good at moving around in public circles."
When Chen Hua heard that he was dissatisfied with the quality of the manpower, he immediately shook his head and began to "reason" with him in deadly earnest. "Fifth Brother, that's a bit of prejudice mixed with buck-passing."
"Among the disciples raised under our Chen Clan, how could there be any crooked melons or cracked dates? Every one of them is an elite picked out from the rest. Of course..."
He deliberately dragged out his tone, his eyes