War God Asura

Chapter 5 The red tape

People looked at each other, War God Asura? What position was this?

Tang Wenmo coughed, "Although I don't know much about the situation over there in the West, I know everything about military ranks. War God Ashura, there's no such establishment, Jiang Ce, you shouldn't make up any more nonsense."

The crowd was relieved.

"Turns out it was made up, and I said why haven't I heard of it."

""You should have made it up a little more plausibly.""

"A rank that even Wenmo doesn't know about, that must not exist."

In the face of public criticism, Ding Mengyan was so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole and drill in.

Jiang Ce, however, seemed nonchalant and said casually, "You haven't heard of it, perhaps because you can't reach it yet."

There was an uproar, and the crowd looked at Jiang Ce as if he was an i***t.

He was so arrogant that he dared to say anything.

Who was Tang Wenmo? That was the vice commander of the Eastern War Zone, and he was above all others, so even the old man would have to be submissive and courteous when he met him.

JJiang Ce dared to say that Tang Wenmo didn't know him because he couldn't reach him, meaning he was even more powerful than Tang Wenmo?

After a brief silence, there was a burst of laughter.

Ding Fengcheng pointed to Jiang Ce, "Little sister, Can you take this oddball of yours back? Is it really appropriate for him to be embarrassed here? "

Tang Wenmo was also disdainful.

"Some people, clearly low status, but also try to prove themselves without appreciation of their position, and yet they only add to the joke."

"I will not despise you because you are low and humble, but your lack of shame makes me sick."

"Go away. I don't even feel like eating when I see you standing here."

Ding Fengcheng followed: "Rubbish, do you hear it, brother-in-law told you to get lost."

The situation was quite awkward at one point.

Ding Zhong waved to Ding Mengyan, "Mengyan, let him go to the corner of the table to eat."

"Got it, Grandpa."

Ding Mengyan stood up, reached out and held Jiang Ce's wrist. She dragged Jiang Ce away from the scene with her teeth clenched, and placed him in a corner.

Jiang Ce slightly shook his head and ate himself.

"How can you still eat?" Ding Mengyan fiercely said to him, "I'm full of anger, but you're still acting like nothing happened, Jiang Ce, do you know how to write the word shame?"

Jiang Ce indifferently said: "What is true cannot become false, and what is false cannot become true. "

"What do you mean?"

"Sooner or later you will understand."

On the main table.

Ding Zhongxun asked, "Wenmo, there's something I want to ask you today."

Tang Wenmo smiled, "Grandpa, it's my pleasure. You don't have to be so polite with me. I know, you must want to ask about the new leader, right?"

"Oh, yes, Wenmo, that's right."

Tang Wenmo said: "This merger of the three districts is no small matter. This position in charge is both a fatty and a fire pit."

"How?"

"Easy. As the general manager of the three districts, being able to dispatch all the resources, as long as they're handled well, aren't all kinds of profit casually salvaged? The question is, are the original team in the three districts willing him to do that? Official, business, local, so many forces, it's not easy to reconcile. So, the new general manager must be able to calm the situation."

Ding Zhong nodded and asked, "And do you know who the new comer is?"

"I don't know."

"You don't even know?"

Tang Wenmo was embarrassed: "Of course, my level is not a little belower than him. The only clue I can get so far is that this general manager is from the West. "

The westland?

Ding Zhong could not help but looked at the table in the corner, and then looked as if he had been crying for the fool idea of himself. He shook his head repeatedly.

"Wenmo, you should pay more attention to this matter. The new leadership is coming. You can help our Ding family strive for more benefits. At the merger of the three districts, there are too many places to fish for profits. Just getting a little, are enough to keep our Ding family going."

Tang Wenmo patted his own chest, "Don't worry. The Ding family's business is my Tang Wenmo's, which must be on my mind. When the new leader takes office in a few days, I will go to meet him in person. When the time comes, put in a lot of good words for the Ding family in front of him. Do you still worry that you can't make money? "

"Oh, Wenmo, thank you very much."

"Well, grandpa, you're very kind."

"Come on, let's drink."

"Drink!"

While they toasted each other, outside the door drove three black Rolls Royces, each one worth over ten million yuan, by no means affordable to the ordinary people.

Who had that kind of panache?

Ding Zhong and Tang Wenmo looked at each other, stopped their glasses and walked towards the door.

Three rolls Royces stopped, then the doors opened, and several men in military uniform stepped out of the cars. In each of the three cars, a huge banner was taken out.

The first man stepped forward to Ding Zhong and made a military salute.

"How are you, old master. We are from the War Zone and have come to present a banner to thank your grandson-in-law for his outstanding contributions to the War Zone."

War Zone?

Grandson-in-law?

Ding Zhong took it for granted to look at Tang Wenmo, "Oh, Wenmo, you're amazing. The leader even sends you a banner. It's really a face to our Ding family!"

"Er..." Tang Wenmo smiled awkwardly.

He was confused, with his ability and work, what was he qualified to be given a banner?

He even couldn't afford one, let alone three.

The three banners were opened one after another.

The first embroidery was: Loyalty and Courage

The second side embroidered was: Invincible

The third side was embroidered with: Eternal Fragrance

The meaning of these three words was too big for ordinary people to bear.

Let alone Tang Wenmo, even the commander of their war zone could not afford any of them.

Tang Wenmo wondered in his mind what particular contribution he had made that he could be honored with three banners. He had to ask someone in charge when he got back.

Ding Zhong couldn't close his mouth with a smile, "Good, very good. Wenmo, you are really glorified our family. Guards, take the three banners and hang them in the ancestral hall!"

"Yes."

After the banners were delivered, the men of War Zone returned to the car and sailed away.

At present, in the corner of the table, Ding Mengyan looked at the three banners and said with a bitter smile: "Elder sister has really married a wishful husband."

It was envy, and jealousy.

Which woman wouldn't want to be married to a man who was smart and strong? Which woman didn't want her man to be the top man?

At the moment, there was only bitterness in Ding Mengyan's heart.

Jiang Ce, who was on the side, looked at the three banners and muttered to himself, "I've said I don't like this kind of red tape. Still not listening to me. It's really annoying."

He shook his head and went on eating.