Zhang Fugui was left disheveled and humiliated after Ding Wei tore into him.
He was deeply indignant and wanted to argue back.
But then he saw the "friends" on either side of him nodding in deep agreement with Ding Wei.
His heart instantly turned ice-cold.
Earlier, because he knew nothing about music, he had been unable to fit in with people like Ding Wei.
Now that he was making money, he had thought things would improve greatly. But as it turned out, he was still an outsider because he knew nothing about music!
He was like a husky that had somehow wandered into a pack of wolves. Just looking at him was comical.
Zhang Fugui stared wordlessly at the heavens. Why couldn't God give him even a little musical talent? It left him embarrassed at times. He was almost too ashamed to admit he was from Ji'an whenever he went out!
"Enough. I'm leaving first."
Ding Wei found this pointless. "I reckon you won't be able to get Ding Ling on board. Since that's the case, don't bother calling me to gatherings like this in the future."
"General Ding, you're also one of us from Ji'an. Are you really going to be so cowardly as to choose to desert?"
Zhang Fugui was furious.
The gathering had been his idea.
It was one thing for Ding Wei to mock him, but now he was even planning to quit!
He clearly didn't take him seriously at all.
"This is called knowing when to retreat."
Ding Wei glanced at Zhang Fugui. "Unlike you, whose brain must have been kicked by a donkey. You know perfectly well that Ding Ling looks down on you and your son, yet you keep shamelessly forcing your way toward her. Don't think I don't know what you two