Southern Province, Lingjiang Base City.
Inside a small private room at a home-style restaurant.
Lu Li, Wang Xiao, and Yang Ziqing sat there.
"Old leader, let me toast you again. I'll drink first!"
Half of Yang Ziqing's old face had long since turned red.
He had clearly drunk quite a bit already.
His school had produced a promising Lin Mo, letting him show off before the principal of No. 1 High School and the others, finally venting a breath of resentment he had bottled up in his heart for far too long.
All these years, he had been suppressed and mocked by that old bastard, the principal of No. 1 High School. At last, it was his turn to show off.
The look on that turtle grandson's face back then, so stifled and miserable—just thinking about it made him happy beyond words.
This time, he had also dragged Wang Xiao along to visit their old leader and express their gratitude.
"You brat, drink less. You're already at your age." Lu Li looked at Yang Ziqing and spat.
This old fellow had been guzzling alcohol the moment he arrived. He had already downed two bottles by himself.
"Hahaha, it's fine. I've been happy these past few days. And I have to thank Director Wang and old leader for giving me this opportunity."
Yang Ziqing laughed heartily.
"No, I wouldn't dare claim the credit. Lin Mo himself is the one who made something of himself." Wang Xiao smiled and waved his hand.
"You brat, you're still the same old bird. What opportunity did I give you? If Lin Mo himself wasn't capable, even if I wanted to give him an opportunity, I couldn't hand one over.
This time, I'm counting on that kid to bring glory to our Southern Province."
Lu Li